Lady she is beautiful

Chapter 421 This Is For You

The new shop was opened in one day, closed in one day, and opened for business soon.

As soon as the plaque of "Fahrenheit Tea" was hung up, everyone knew that the business of the medical center and the herbal tea had been separated.

On one side is the Huashi Medical Hall, and on the other side is Huashi Tea. The two plaques are written in italics, elegant and elegant, soft on the outside and strong on the inside. They are written by Wan Niang.

A well-known seal carver in Ningzhou City was invited to carve and lacquer the seal. Hanging it in the store, one can see it at a glance, and the sense of high-end atmosphere is not vulgar.

At the end of the street, it is the most stylish store plaque.

After Xie Yunshu knew that Huashi Tea had opened a new shop, she sent two more plates of kumquats. The closeness between her and Wanniang's letter every three days made Wu Erlang a little embarrassed.

"Why do you talk so much?"

The daughter-in-law chatted with him before going to bed, and he was busy in the store during the day, so there were not many opportunities for the two of them to talk.

Instead, I wrote several sheets of paper with a sister every two days.

Wanniang was replying to the letter, and she was a little surprised when she heard Wu Erlang's question: "Are you jealous?"

"Uh?"

This question made Wu Erlang stunned for a while.

He didn't know if he was jealous, but he was a little aggrieved, "You haven't even written to me."

I have written so many letters to Miss Xie, but I haven't had a single word with him.

Wan Niang smiled while holding her forehead, "What letters do we have to write every day when we are together!"

Wu Erlang sat next to her and asked her: "Then will you write me a letter when I go out?"

"You go out? Where are you going?"

Wouldn't it be that she had to write a letter when she went out to purchase medicinal materials?
Sometimes Wu Erlang went to the surrounding countryside to purchase medicinal materials, and if he couldn't make it back, he would stay outside overnight. Was it worth writing a letter?

Wan Niang was a little bit dumbfounded.

"I didn't go anywhere." Wu Erlang scratched his face and said, "It's just an analogy."

"What kind of analogy is this, you are in front of me every day, and I am not dumb, so why should I write to you?"

Wanniang looked at Wu Erlang's expressionless expression, a little funny.

Seeing this, Wu Erlang felt a little embarrassed, "You don't have to be dumb to write."

The daughter-in-law is too smart, she must have seen his thoughts.

Wanniang read more picture books than he did, so she naturally knew what he wanted to say.

He couldn't help lowering his head and chuckling, "Then I'll write you a poem tomorrow!"

write poetry?

Isn’t there some talented scholars and beauties expressing their heartfelt feelings in poems in the picture books?
Wu Erlang was immediately happy, "Okay, write me a poem."

His wife is going to write a poem for him!

So happy!
Wu Erlang had fun all night, and Wanniang was afraid that he would get too excited and do something he shouldn't do, so she didn't even hug his waist when she slept.

But Wu Erlang, who was used to sleeping with her in his arms, pulled her into his arms very forcefully, "I just endure it."

If he can't eat, and if he doesn't give him a hug, then he will be completely vegetarian.

On the second day, Wan Niang, who had promised to compose a poem for Wu Erlang, was a little distracted when she was doing embroidery, and the embroidery needle pricked her finger, causing her hand to shrink back in pain, and her face instantly turned bitter.

Wu Erlang waited for a whole day to warm up the quilt, but before Wanniang gave him a poem, he couldn't help but said sullenly: "You said yesterday that you would write a poem for me."

When I received a letter from others, I was very active in replying to it. How did I get to him, and I didn't give a word for a whole day.

Wanniang knew that he would not forget this incident, and she didn't want to hide it, didn't she just want her to write love poems to appease his inexplicable jealousy.

She just writes.

Swipe and brush to walk around the dragon, and it will be written in a while.

"Here, this is for you." Wanniang showed Wu Erlang the poem she had written.

(End of this chapter)