After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 534 We are old friends

Nan Song hooked his arms around Yu Jinwen's neck, and his newly awakened face was slightly flushed.

She turned her head slightly and saw a beautiful house located in a bamboo forest. There was a cracked plaque above the simple wooden door, with the word "humble room" crookedly written on it, as if it was written by a child with a very sharp pen. It's childish.

Yu Jinwen hugged Nan Song and walked forward. He couldn't free his hands, so Nan Song picked up the pull ring on the wooden door and knocked gently on the door.

However, without much effort, the door opened, and a burst of floral fragrance hit my nostrils.

There is also the sound of gurgling water.

What comes into view is an elegant bamboo house, a beautiful arched bridge, a pond full of green lotus leaves, pavilions, pavilions and corridors, which complement each other and are well-proportioned, truly echoing the scene in the poem, "sparse shadows and slanting shadows" The water is clear and shallow, and the faint fragrance floats in the moonlight at dusk."

Between the mountains and rivers, there are deep bamboo forests. How dare you call such a beautiful yard a "humble room"?
Just when Nan Song was about to ask whose yard this was, he saw a beautiful figure coming out of the bamboo house, leaning on the railing, looking at them from above, with a face full of banter, and a soft sneer in his mouth, "That's it when we first fell in love." Nigu, you came here with me in your arms? Are you ashamed?"

"Aunt Fang?" Nan Song called out in surprise.

This beautiful figure is none other than Gu Fang, one of the three treasures of Nanxing and a well-known fashion stylist in the entertainment industry.

She is also Luo Yin’s iron sister.

Nan Song patted Yu Jinwen lightly and got down from his arms. Just as he was about to ask Gu Fang why he was here, he saw another thin figure walking out from behind her and putting a long white coat on her face. Gu Fang looked at them from behind, "Coming?"

This time it was Yu Jinwen who called out first, "Teacher."

?

Nan Song was confused for a moment, then realized what he was doing. He tilted his head and asked Yu Jinwen, "Is this the teacher Mu who taught you painting?"

"Yes." Yu Jinwen nodded, holding Nan Song's hand, "Let's go in."

Walking along the small bridge, Nan Song looked at Mu Zhou and Gu Fang, who were standing together and behaving intimately. His mind was filled with questions. When did Teacher Mu and Aunt Fang "hook up" together? ? ?

Going up the bamboo ladder, after being introduced by Yu Jinwen, Nan Song greeted Mu Zhou politely, "Hello, Teacher Mu."

"Hello, kid."

The Muzhou native looks elegant and graceful, with a thin face and a lean figure. He is wearing a long textile gown that is fluttering on his body, which makes him look a bit fairy-like. But what Nan Song is more curious about is the hair on his head. How come the bun is so beautiful?

Yu Jinwen also observed, "Teacher's appearance is good today."

"It looks good!"

Muzhou touched the ball on top of his head and smiled happily, "Afang designed it for me and said I am suitable for this style."

Nan Song looked at Gu Fang and said, "Aunt Fang, my mother said a while ago that she wanted to arrange a blind date for you and Teacher Mu. The blind date was over so soon? It was so fast. I didn't even know that Teacher Mu was back. .”

She glanced at Yu Jinwen, and Yu Jinwen explained: "I only found out today."

Gu Fang said: "Your mother was born to be a matchmaker, and she worries about my life-long affairs every day. But this time she was a step too late. I met Muzhou before I had a chance to go on a blind date. She shouldn't know it yet. We are together."

Nan Song was startled, "Then it was... love at first sight? Or have you known each other for a long time?"

"To be precise, it should be a reunion." Gu Fang glanced at Muzhou.

Muzhou nodded, put his arm around Gu Fang's shoulders, and said to Nan Song and Yu Jinwen, "We are old friends, just like you."

Yu Jinwen & Nansong: "..."

How do you tell them to answer this?
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This small bamboo courtyard called "The Humble Room" is Gu Fang's private residence. It took craftsmen five and a half years to build it bit by bit. After living in the hustle and bustle of the entertainment industry for a long time, she yearned for the life among the mountains and rivers. , since she divorced her ex-husband, she has moved here. Except for necessary work that requires her to work on the set as a guide, she will come here most of the time to cultivate herself.

Following the example of Liu Yuxi, a poet from the Tang Dynasty, "This is a humble house, but I am virtuous and kind." Occasionally, I invite friends over to have fun. "There are great scholars who talk and laugh, and there are no idle people when I come and go."

If you cultivate your sentiments a little more, "You can tune the piano and read the Golden Scripture. There is no mess of silk and bamboo, and there is no need to worry about writing documents."

The artistic conception has been perfectly shaped, but Nan Song, who has been hungry for a long time, is more concerned about the issue at this moment -

"What's for dinner tonight? Aunt Fang and Teacher Mu won't do it, right?"

Before Yu Jinwen could answer, Gu Fang heard with sharp ears, "Why, you don't believe in my cooking skills?"

"Well, I don't believe it."

Nan Song did not hesitate and said in a nutshell: "Aunt Fang, when I was a child, I almost got food poisoning from eating your fried steak."

Gu Fang: "..."

Muzhou couldn't help but chuckle and was punched by Gu Fang.

"It's no wonder that Xiao Song doesn't trust you. Compared with Luo Yin, your cooking skills are as good as those of a sleeping dragon and a phoenix chick."

Gu Fang hit him again and said, "Fart! I am better than A Yin after all. She cooks even the dough and it gets burnt."

Ugh.

Nan Song sighed silently, she didn't know what was the comparison between two women who could blow up the kitchen?

"Then let me do it." You still have to do it yourself to have enough food and clothing.

Yu Jinwen stopped her with a smile, "You don't have to do it. I brought you here to eat, not to cook. Just stay calm and wait for the food."

...Okay then.

Nan Song really didn't have much interest in cooking today, but he didn't know what kind of delicious food he could eat in this remote and remote place, until the servant dressed as a waiter put a small plate of dishes on the plate. In the circular pool of water, delicate dishes flowed in front of them through the flow of the stream. There was dry ice mist steaming under the plates, making them feel like they were in a fairyland.

Apart from anything else, in terms of artistic conception, Gu Fang is truly a master among masters.

She directly moved the scenes from the costume drama to the bamboo house, and immersed herself in the life of the ancients on the flowing water mat.

There were snacks on the plate. Yu Jinwen helped Nan Song get the plate. Nan Song saw that it looked good and couldn't wait to eat it. There were oysters wrapped in crispy fried shells. The oysters were extremely sweet and delicious. Knowing that it was wild and delicious made Nan Song squint.

"How is it?" Yu Jinwen asked from the side.

Nan Song nodded, "It's delicious."

Yu Jinwen then smiled with relief and concentrated on serving her dishes, "If it's delicious, eat more."

Not only food, but also wine.

The wine prepared today is aged rice wine. It is mellow and has no trace of alcoholic taste in the mouth, but it has a strong stamina. Nansong was greedy and got drunk while drinking. Yu Jinwen stopped her from drinking, and she was still angry. "I want to drink, why? Are you afraid that I will become drunk? I told you that my wine taste is very good... Can I sing you a song? What do you want to hear? I can sing anything, the song of the prairie? Yes. !”

Nan Song didn't even have to open his throat, he just opened his mouth and said, "You are a mighty man who is roping a horse~~~"

"..."

As soon as her voice opened, Yu Jinwen hugged her and turned to stone on the spot.

Gu Fang had already had the foresight to cover her ears. Then she looked at Muzhou next to her. She was so frightened that she dropped the salmon in her hands. She stared dumbfounded at Nan Song who was singing with great enthusiasm... This voice was brought out by the grassland. Did the big bad wolf eat it? ? ?

(End of this chapter)