Stepmother Shaoguang

Chapter 170 Prepare the Invitation
She leaned down and gently touched the hairy heads of the two of them. The mangosteen taking a nap by the threshold of the courtyard was awakened by their voices. He stretched out comfortably, and turned around to see the man who had not returned for a long time, all beard and tail. When she came back, she couldn't help but "meow" happily, but she refused to come over and pat her head.

He Shaoguang feigned anger and said, "You are such a powerful cat, why don't you ignore me when I don't bring you food?"

Lu Mingzhen tugged at her sleeve, and whispered, "Mangosteen has a kitten in its belly!"

He Shaoguang glanced at her stomach subconsciously: "Huh?"

In the few days since I was away, mangosteen was harmed by wild cats from nowhere?
Lu Mingzhen continued: "It seems that a new neighbor has moved into the house next door. Although I don't know who the owner is, his black cat slipped in from the courtyard wall that day and Sister Chunzao, who was playing with the mangosteen, didn't notice."

The mangosteen is lively and likes to jump up and down, and the mating time of cats is very short, but only a few moments, which can not be blamed on Chunzao.

He Shaoguang sighed: "Has the doctor come to see you?"

Lu Mingzhen nodded. Mother Xu in the yard knows a little bit of medical skills. Although she was not sure how many there were for the cats, but since they are matched, they are almost inseparable.

The timing of He Shaoguang's return was good, He Changfeng was about to get married in ten days or so, Haishi was busy at home, and there were no other daughters at home, so he brought He Changjie over to help her take care of the inside and outside.

The post for the banquet had to be written, the cook had to be invited, and the new house had to be cleaned and arranged. After two days of work, He Changjie suffered from a headache and hid in the team for training with a groan.

Then this errand was naturally broken down to He Shaoguang's head. She came back with a large stack of blank new posts, nestled in her bedroom and copied them up according to the appearance Haishi gave her, until Lu Xiaowen came into the room and uncovered them. The sound of the curtain was startled, and I realized that I didn't have dinner.

Lu Xiaowen held a mahogany dinner plate in his hand, which contained a bowl of braised noodles, several dishes of side dishes, and a cup of green onion noodle soup.

At this glance, he knew that it was prepared for him. He Shaoguang put down his pen with a smile, piled up the invitations and piled them aside, creating a place to eat. He put his chin in his hands and watched as he pushed the dinner plate in front of him.

After sitting on the floor for a whole day, although her sitting posture is not very proper, her feet are numb at the moment.

I could only hold the edge of the table with both hands and barely move my toes to relieve the numbness.

"If there are more posts tomorrow, go to my study and write them." Lu Xiaowen frowned, took a small hammer and tapped her calf lightly.

He Shaoguang pondered, and Lu Xiaowen saw that she had concerns, so he comforted: "If you go over tomorrow, I will ask Adu to guard the front yard gate and not let anyone go."

Naturally, that would be the best. She has never been to Lu Xiaowen's study room, but she appointed it to be a little shorter than this one so that she can sit comfortably.

She pointed at the two piles of red volumes in her hand. The ones that had been transcribed were already much higher than the ones that had not been transcribed. There were about twenty books left, which should be completed tomorrow afternoon.

"eat first?"

He Shaoguang nodded vigorously, picked up the noodle soup and took a sip to whet his appetite.

The scallions lingered in her throat, and her stomach, which didn't feel hungry just now, immediately protested. Fortunately, she ate so steadily like braised noodles, otherwise she might cry at this moment.

Regardless of the image, he rolled a large lump of noodles with chopsticks, wrapped them in his mouth, pinched them with his teeth, and started chewing immediately.

He swallowed it in two gulps.

After taking four or five gulps like this, he was willing to stop temporarily, feeling a little choked, and took another sip of the noodle soup.

In Lu Xiaowen's eyes, Lu Xiaowen saw how he was wolfing down just now. He was hesitant to speak at first, wanting her to slow down, but he felt that what he said might be useless, so he gave up.

While He Shaoguang was eating noodles, he also took a blank booklet and copied it as he had already written it.

He Shaoguang was not so hungry anymore, so he was free to care about the person opposite him.

After observing for a while, she suddenly said, "Your handwriting is very strong."

What is this description?noodles?
She gestured twice in the air with her hand: "Look at my handwriting, I think it's pretty good, but it's just soft, and I always feel powerless."

"The pen you use is thin, and you learned the hairpin style commonly seen by women in the boudoir. The handwriting is really beautiful, isn't it good?"

He Shaoguang didn't say yes or no, so he pointed to the words on his post: "I'll get tired of reading it after ten years of writing."

"Want to learn?" Lu Xiaowen finished writing the book in his hand, folded it up, and continued to take out the next book, "I will teach you when I have time."

"Hey."

After receiving the answer, He Shaoguang winked at him and continued to eat the noodles with his head down.

"Today's noodles are good, and the toppings are very fragrant. Have you tried them yet?"

She thought it was made by the chef in the big kitchen, and now that it's Haishi, she probably made a supper for her alone, and the dinner might not have this noodle.

But the taste is really good, she was worried that Lu Xiaowen would miss this delicacy if he didn't eat it.

"I have already eaten."

Lu Xiaowen complained: Not only did he eat it, but because of the shame of not adding salt last time, he practiced this time for a month, during which time he eliminated many failures by himself.

Only then did he have the confidence to serve this bowl to her.

"Then I won't invite you to have a taste." He Shaoguang was not polite.

She was so hungry that she ate up a sea bowl of braised noodles.

The side dishes are also eaten in a hurry, and there is nothing left.

She was a little embarrassed, Hao Ran smiled.

Lu Xiaowen was not surprised by her appetite. He ate more than that.

Instead, he had a calculation in his heart: It seems that his craftsmanship has really improved a lot!
He Shaoguang didn't realize what was going on in his heart, she was already very sleepy, once she was full of carbs, she would get sleepy, she yawned a lot and went to bed.

The second day was not so busy, she slept until the sun was high, and after getting up, she washed and ate in a leisurely manner, and sure enough, Adu found a little maid to send a message.

It is said that the study room is all set up, so she can get it at any time, and the third master didn't go out today, just in the mansion.

He Shaoguang said he knew, and let the little maid go about her own business first.

Then she picked out clothes with a comfortable look - the peach-pink sleeves that she liked so much yesterday were stained with ink at some point, and they were already useless.

I was so sad that I didn't fall asleep for half an hour, so I decided to wear a dark color that I don't like today, and I can't see it if it is stained with ink.

She seldom wears a color like dark green, and almost no young people in Beijing would wear it like this.

This dress is very plain, and it is made of hanging material. When a gust of wind blows over, He Shaoguang is already automatically thinking that he is a mysterious master of metaphysics.

So she combed her hair into a high bun and combed her hair up. She didn't add any accessories, only white jade hairpins.

The earlobes are also bare, without the decoration of the earrings, her earlobes are even shorter, very shiny and lovely, which doesn't match this outfit.

"Let's go." It took another half an hour to dress up, and she was always admiring in the mirror and was reluctant to leave.

(End of this chapter)