The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 415 Autumn Blows the Autumn Wind (2)
Su Xiazhi alone carried a new set of quilts to the mother and daughter, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw them sitting and holding hands, wiping tears.

Putting down the quilt, she left the house without staying long, her eyes were also sore.

Su Xiazhi knew her fault and was soft-hearted.

She didn't want to see her family suffer, so when she heard that the two adults in the east room were talking about the past, she avoided it by herself.

"Miss, it's you who worked the hardest!" After cleaning the table in the main room, Min Lansheng sent the cloth into the kitchen, seeing Su Xia Zhi busy cleaning up in the kitchen alone, he said distressedly.

"I made water. If you want to take a bath, you can carry it by yourself." Su Xiazhi smiled at the scholar without complaining.

"How about, let's wash together later..." I went out for a day today, although it took a long time, but I didn't see any sweat. Min Lansheng wanted to say that the two of them can make do with a pot of water, but the lady left immediately Mouth: "Stop! I'm too tired, who wants to wash with you!"

"..." Seeing that the lady would misunderstand, Min Lansheng didn't bother to explain. She just felt that she was still relaxed when she was with the lady, and she didn't even have to worry about talking.

"Huh?" Su Xiazhi put the washed dishes into the cupboard, went to the kitchen door and looked into the room with the dark lights in the middle: "Where is Uncle Guo? We went out for a day, where is he going?" Going for food?"

"I can't get him hungry!" Min Lansheng glanced at the room unhappily, and said disapprovingly: "He is very talkative, maybe he went to the noodle shop in Ping County, the lady took these and rested quickly. He keeps food."

"Vicious! Villain!" Fei Mi's voice came from far to near, and in the blink of an eye, Jiang Wen Shi Shiran walked in from outside. In addition to bringing in a chill, he also brought a big burden.

It's just that Su Xiazhi looked familiar with the fur skin.

"Xia Xia, your husband is really not a thing! I should not have let him out of prison if I knew it!"

After Jiang Wen glanced at Su Xiazhi resentfully, he began to rummage through the kitchen: "Is there anything else to eat? I'm already hungry after running so far!"

"Put it there, don't mess around!" After a growl, Su Xiazhi walked to the cupboard and took down the grate on top, on which a handful of noodles were scattered: "My mother-in-law is back, so we eat it at home. The plain noodles..."

"I want to eat meat!" Awen muttered after sniffing his nose like a dog in the kitchen, "I'm still young and still growing, so I must eat meat!"

"Your sister taught you really well!" After Su Xiazhi rolled her eyes at Jiang Wen, she went to the basket hanging outside the kitchen and brought back a piece of bacon.

"You finally found out that I'm a hundred times better than your embroidered pillow?" Jiang Wen smiled when he saw the meat in her hand, and followed Su Xiazhi waiting to eat shredded pork noodles, wagging his head and tail.

"Well, I found it." Su Xiazhi lowered his head and cut the meat without looking at him: "You have a thicker skin than my scholar!"

"Hehe!" Min Lansheng stood aside to watch the fun, but refused to leave.Now hearing what the lady said, he immediately gloated and laughed out loud.

"Huh! No taste..." But he couldn't beat the couple, Jiang Wen turned around and left with the burden: "Master Zhixian, please send me the noodles to the house in a while. I am tired from work today, and my hands and feet are sore ruthless..."

"Bah!" Seeing that evildoer used his identity to bully the scholar again, Su Xiazhi walked to the door a few steps, put one hand on his waist and said loudly: "His hands and feet are so weak? Are you unable to even hold the chopsticks? Wait, I have to wait." Let my scholar feed you!"

"That's not necessary." Jiang Wen stopped at the door of the house, turned back to Su Xiazhi and smiled like a flower: "I despise him..."

"..." Min Lansheng looked at the sky expressionlessly, then walked to the edge of the stove without saying a word, and grabbed a handful of salt into the soup pot that was about to boil...

On the second day, Jiang Wen only left a letter and left, which made Su Xiazhi extremely disappointed.

When the scholar was leaving the office, she handed him the letter left by Jiang Wen, and Min Lansheng was stunned after reading it.

"Didn't he say he would leave at the end of the month..."

"That's right." The prime minister made it public, and Su Xiazhi continued: "I also said that I fried chili sauce a few days ago and gave it to his sister. She must like it!"

"Lan Sheng is back." Hearing his son's voice, Ming Che searched for him from the east room.

"Oh!" Su Xiazhi and Xiucai looked at each other, both of them were a little embarrassed!
After talking for a long time, they never remembered that Mrs. Xiucai was still sitting in the east room, and neither of them was used to the sudden addition of an elder.

"Mother!" God Min Lan hurriedly stood up and saluted Mingche, with an embarrassed expression on his face: "I... I forgot..."

"Hehe, it's okay." Mingche's lips curled into a faint smile, and he looked really lifeless and challenging at first glance.

"Is it tiring to be an official? People in my family say that being an official is boring." Suddenly having a family, she suddenly became the elder of a large family, and Ming Che felt a little uncomfortable.

"It's okay." As for official business, Min Lansheng thought that she couldn't tell her mother, and searched for new things in her mind that she could tell her.

"Oh, that's right." Min Lansheng finally remembered something, which he thought could be said at home: "Do you still remember the yard where An Jing took you captive and locked you up?"

"Remember, didn't mother say that if everyone is dead, then don't pursue it?" Mingche asked puzzled.

"It's not about this." Min Lansheng glanced at Su Xiazhi and said, "Today, the housekeeper of Anfu went to the county government to report to the official, and he only said that all the calligraphy, paintings and ancient books in the study room of Anjia's other courtyard were stolen, and that Anfu lost money." huge!"

"Ah?" Su Xiazhi opened her mouth nervously, and after meeting Ming Che's eyes, she closed her mouth again and swallowed what she wanted to say.

"The lady in the study has seen the calligraphy and paintings, and they are all treasures!" Mingche was born in the Ming family, and has seen many of them since she was a child. Regardless of her ups and downs in the past ten years, she still doesn't put these things in her hands. In her eyes, she only spoke in a matter-of-fact manner, without even a hint of regret.

"The team leader of the county government went to check and came back to report: Those things were missing, because the windows were closed, and even the keys locked outside the door were still guarded by the housekeeper, and there was no trace of a message in the house... ..."

(End of this chapter)