little wife

Chapter 49

It was the acquaintance Zou Zelin who poked his head out of the window of the restaurant and shouted. Jing Yun led Ning Luo upstairs, and opened the box to see that there were two people sitting inside who Ning Luo was familiar with. Now, there is another person I don't know. Jing Yun introduced her to him. It is Luo Changhui, the son of Chang Xinhou.

Seeing his younger sister, Ning Heng's eyes lit up immediately, and he pulled her to ask questions, wishing to hear all the eating, drinking, and distracting things he hadn't seen in the past few months. I am really enviable, when will I have such good luck?"

Luo Changhui took the opportunity to shake the chessboard on the table: "Okay, let's not play anymore, Yuan Xi is here, let's chat and drink, playing chess is too boring."

Zou Zelin couldn't save him, so he was annoyed immediately: "You are not good at chess, if you lose, you will lose, why are you still relying on it?"

Luo Changhui pretended to be stupid: "Where did you lose? Isn't there still a few live moves here, maybe who loses and who wins."

"You still want to win me, wait for your next life." Zou Zelin snorted softly.

"That's not necessarily true. If I go to learn from Yu's sister, I might be able to kill you without leaving a single piece." Luo Changhui teased.

"You...you're talking nonsense, any of you who help me to have a three-game date with her will be ashamed!" Zou Zelin said angrily.

Ning Luo covered her mouth and smiled: "Brother Zou is still thinking about that game of chess. I don't know if you have paid back the debt you owed last time?"

Zou Zelin's face flushed red, and he said angrily, "I wrote it to her a long time ago. I told her to read it and tore it up. I don't know if I tore it up."

"Huiyao definitely doesn't know how to tear it up, so she might have to frame it and hang it in the hall, so she can tell her children about it later, here, this is the ironclad proof that your mother and I have won against that talented Zou." Ning Luo said seriously.

Everyone laughed, and Zou Zelin had no choice but to cup his hands: "My brother and sister are merciful. If Changhui refuses to invite me, please ask my brother and sister to send a message for me. Since I lost to Miss Yu that day, I have been thinking hard for several months. , I already have a way to break it, if I don’t play the last game, I’m afraid I will always be concerned about this game of chess in my heart.”

Ning Luo is not good at chess, but she can understand the heart-wrenching chess game of those who are good at chess. However... She sighed and said, "Huiyao is worrying about her marriage right now, why not?" Interested in playing chess with you."

"What happened to her marriage...?" Zou Zelin asked in bewilderment.

As soon as Yu Huiyao's marriage was mentioned, Ning Luo shook her head.

Originally, the marriage was scheduled for the end of the year, but the family heard rumors from somewhere that Yu Huiyao's horoscope was short of water, and they could not get married in the Year of the Dragon.The four generations of that family lived under the same roof, and there was a long list of family members. The father said that the father was right and the wife said the mother was right. Finally, the great-grandmother of the in-laws believed it and insisted on postponing the wedding.

"We were going to get married at the end of the year, but Yu and Xu's two families specially asked someone to calculate that date, but now it's been messed up, and it's rescheduled for February 28 after the new year," Ning Luo sighed. I don't know how the days came together, and her fiancé is dying of anxiety."

Yu Huiyao and her fiancé were childhood sweethearts, and they only hoped for an early wedding ceremony, but now it will be another two months at night.

Zou Zelin was very surprised when he heard this, and said a few words angrily, he was a wild person, and he couldn't spare anyone with a mean tongue, and the boy from the nearby restaurant happened to come in to refill the dishes, and he listened with great interest.

Ning Luo quickly interrupted Zou Zelin, and said with a smile, "This wine smells so good, it makes people a little greedy."

"Your brothers and sisters are really discerning. This is brought by my senior brother in Wuzhenguan. The famous ten-step incense in the north is not something ordinary people can drink." Zou Zelin boasted, "Come on, come on, we will not drink tonight. Don't get drunk."

Ning Heng laughed loudly: "Zelin, you have been collecting all kinds of famous wines all day long with this glass, what do you really mean? Make wedding clothes for others?"

Ning Luo was surprised: "Brother Zou doesn't know how to drink? I always thought that you should drink a bowl of wine to write a poem, and you are the one who will not get drunk after a thousand cups."

Jing Yun also couldn't help but laugh: "I'm afraid your drinking capacity is better than his."

"Hey, hey, don't expose me like this," Zou Zelin was very dissatisfied, "I have special tea, and no one can tell that it's not wine."

Everyone was chatting and laughing together, and an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Jing Yun said goodbye to his friends and took Ning Luo back to the house.

Jing Yun drank some wine and was a little tipsy. He held Ning Luo's arms tightly, fearing that she would fall.

Ning Luo leaned in his arms, the night in front of her was like water, the crescent moon was like a hook, and the cold wind was blowing beside her, but she couldn't let go of the continuous heat in her arms.

"Brother Jing, thank you." She whispered.

"Thank you for what?" Jing Yun asked knowingly.

Thank you for knowing that I miss my loved ones, thank you for understanding my loneliness and boredom, and thank you for being so considerate tonight and taking me through this.

Ning Luo was thinking silently in her heart, but she couldn't utter these nasty words, she suddenly turned around and kissed him quickly on the heart.At this moment, her heart was filled with tenderness. For the first time, she deeply felt that the Jing Yun in front of her was not the Marquis Dingyun who swept the Northwest in her previous life, nor the taciturn and indifferent Brother Jing in her previous life, nor was she said to be in her previous life. The deep-rooted admirer of her is the lover she wants to spend the rest of her life with, the husband who is meticulous and considerate. She has never been so lucky that she can meet Jing Yun from the very beginning of her life, Just make a lifelong promise with him.

Jing Yun's figure wobbled, almost fell off the horse, and said in a hoarse voice: "Luo'er, should you kiss higher?"

Ning Luo pretended not to understand: "If you don't like it, I won't kiss you next time."

Jing Yun couldn't bear it any longer, let go of the rein, and put the cloak over Ning Luo's head. He held Ning Luo's cheeks with both hands, and squeezed those red lips tightly, completely After being trampled a bit, she let go of it, but her arms still held Ning Luo in her arms, unwilling to let go.

Fortunately, Zhuyun is also a famous horse, and he is familiar with the road without anyone towing him. He walked leisurely all the way, and returned to Dingyunhou's mansion in a short while.

This night Jingyun still hugged Ning Luo to sleep, these days all the way to do Liu Xiahui, it has been very smooth, although there are countless thoughts in his mind, but Ning Luo's breath is like the most soothing medicine, let him The whole body relaxed, and unconsciously fell into dreamland.

The next day, the weather was fine, and the sun that hadn’t been seen for a long time shone through the window lattice. It was already the 26th of the first lunar month. The servants in the mansion had almost cleaned everything inside and out. Come out to dry.

After tidying up the Yunjue Garden, Ning Luo went to visit Yu Mingyu, but saw that Qingniang was already there, directing everyone to move out the things in the room, and she was supporting Yu Mingyu to walk in the yard while whispering. He speaks his own words.

In this way, Ning Luo seemed redundant, and after standing beside her for a while, Yu Mingyu let her go back.

For two days in a row, Ning Luo watched coldly from the sidelines. Qing Niang would accompany Yu Mingyu almost all morning, and Yu Mingyu would take a nap at noon, and would not get up until the end of the day. , and when the husband came, she would handle the internal affairs of the mansion, and at the end of the day, she would return to Yu Mingyu's place to serve, and stayed with him until dinner time. When the family had dinner, she must be by Jing Zheng's side.

And these few days, Jing Cheng has almost no business, and several times when he went to Yu Mingyu's room, Qingniang was there, so he always asked a few words before leaving.

The others looked at it, and I'm afraid they will be moved. As soon as this concubine recovers from her illness, she rushes to take care of the mistress, guard the son-in-law, and manage the housework. On the surface, she never seems to pester Lord Hou. Can't find a second one.

Ning Luo saw it in her eyes and was anxious in her heart. She wanted to reconcile the relationship between her parents-in-law, but Qingniang was so barbaric here, even if she made a point, she would ruin it a lot.

After all this coming and going, it will soon be New Year's Eve. This is a day to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new. The whole house is full of joy, and there are voices of congratulations and New Year greetings everywhere. The servants gave out big red envelopes, and there was a smile on their normally serious faces.

Jing Zheng was the youngest in the family, and he took six or seven red envelopes in one go. He was so happy that he was almost jumping like a tiger, and even pestered Ning Luofei to let her draw a few small cloth tigers, saying that he wanted to stuff them into the red envelopes. Li assigned to his little follower.

Qingniang dragged him to the dining table and said, "What's the meaning of the painting? I'll make you some little cloth tigers, just like real ones."

"Who said that Buhuo is dumb, but sister-in-law's paintings are vivid." Jing Xi curled her lips and followed slowly.

"Yes, sister-in-law's painting is the same as the real one, and you can also stuff it with red—" Jing Zheng's voice came to an abrupt end, and he touched his arm and cried out.

Jing Xi dashed over, grabbed her younger brother's hand and glared at Qing Niang.

Qing Niang hurriedly said: "I accidentally scratched my nail just now, does it hurt Zheng'er? Let me rub it for you."

Jing Zheng shook his head, looking at his sister puzzled.

"No need." Jing Xi dragged his younger brother to sit on the mat, and said bluntly.

"Why did Xi'er talk to Aunt Qing?" Jing Cheng frowned and asked.

"Master Hou is fine," Qing Niang hurriedly said, "Xi'er is still young, so it's fine."

Yu Mingyu coughed twice, took Jing Xi's hand, and said softly: "It's good for Xi'er to feel sorry for her younger brother, but don't be rude to elders, you know?"

Jing Xi gritted her teeth and nodded obediently.

Everyone was finally seated at the table, and the New Year's Eve dinner was sumptuous. Putting aside hidden unhappiness and disputes, the family had a happy reunion dinner.After the reunion dinner, it is common sense to observe the year. Jing Zheng couldn't wait to take his elder brother to set off firecrackers. After all, Jing Xi was still a child. Although she didn't dare to get too close, she covered her ears to join in the fun.

The eldest princess had no intention of leaving, but looked at Yu Mingyu, frowned and said, "Are you feeling better?"

"Lao's mother is concerned, it's much better." Yu Mingyu coughed twice and replied.

"Don't stay in the room all day, sometimes you have to go out for a walk. It's spring, go to another courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing for two days, the air there is good, and it's good for your body." The princess was expressionless. typical.

Yu Mingyu was stunned for a moment, with surprise in his eyes: "Yes, I know."

The eldest princess beckoned to Ning Luo again, and Ning Luo walked quickly to her side. The eldest princess had a light sandalwood scent, which smelled very good, and Ning Luoai cried out sweetly beside her. Say "grandmother".

"You have been in the door for a few months. You have a beautiful temperament, you are well-behaved, and you are smart. I can see it all in my eyes." The eldest princess looked at her with warm eyes, "Spend more time with your mother on weekdays. Don't worry too much, let her relax."

"Don't worry, grandma, Luo'er understands." Ning Luo smiled.

Jing Cheng also laughed from the side: "I have to thank brother Zhenchuan, thank him for raising such a good wife for me, you are here, the house is much more lively."

Jing Yun came back with his younger siblings, Jing Zheng picked up a missed cannon barrel and showed it to Ning Luo, Ning Luo told them all kinds of legends about the monster "Nian", and the two little guys gathered around and listened with gusto , Jing Yun poured tea for several elders, and after answering a few words briefly, he sat back beside Ning Luo and looked at her with doting eyes.

In the past few months, Dingyunhou's mansion has rarely had such a warm moment. For a while, the room was as harmonious as spring, and no one left first.

(End of this chapter)