Fairy, I really am a villain!

How dare I not recognize him? "

"I met her when I was in Guihua Mountain." Luo Qingni always spoke very little to people she was not familiar with.

This was the first time the two had spoken to each other in days.

One of the reasons is of course that they are not familiar with each other, but more importantly, they have a very strong "hostility" towards each other.

In Luo Qingni's eyes, when they first met on the stage, she had already been beside Fang Xiwen and had made her attitude clear enough, but Wang Ningzhu knew this but still wanted to get involved;

But in the latter's eyes, she was the "wife" who was granted marriage in front of the emperor and whose marriage contract was announced to the world. She was legitimate and it had nothing to do with the so-called first come later.

"Are you trying to say that I don't know what's good for me?"

"Yes, I think you are shameless."

"Firstly, I had indeed given up on him at that time, and it was Xiwen who came after me later; secondly, he and I were engaged, which was much more formal than yours."

"That was your engagement with the Fang family. Xiwen, as the legitimate son, just happened to come across it."

It was very rare that Luo Qingni was so tough and didn't retreat even a single step. Jiang Xingchu who was standing by was a little surprised and unconsciously tapped the edge of the bowl to cheer her on.

In her opinion, the same thing applies: neither of them was wrong, the only one who was wrong was that philandering bastard.

"Wait, wait, wait! Before you start arguing, I want to correct one thing," Fang Xiwen clapped his hands and said solemnly, "You two should have known each other even earlier than Osmanthus Mountain."

Hearing this, the two girls looked at him, not knowing what he was up to.

Clearing his throat, Fang Xiwen took out a jar of wine and placed it on the table, "Ningzhu, do you remember this wine?"

"Liuxia wine. There aren't many of these in the world. Judging from the seal, it should be a private collection in the cellar of my winery. How did it end up in your hands?"

"Have you forgotten? This thing was given as a reward for escorting the convoy to the famous escort master Luo Ting, who you and Wenxuan call Uncle Luo."

After the words were spoken, they were both startled.

"What does this have to do with Uncle Luo...wait a minute," Wang Ningzhu was the first to react, looking at the girl opposite him with a tone of disbelief: "The Water Moon Fairy Luo Qingni, is only twenty-one years old, and is good at using several sword moves with the meaning of sea tides...that is the Bi Luo Sword Technique, and her age is consistent!

You, you are Uncle Luo's daughter?!"

"Yes, it's my father..." Luo Qingni bit her lip and shrank back.

She knew that Luo Ting had received many favors from the Wang family. Being brought up at this time, coupled with the fact that the woman in front of her seemed to respect her father very much, she suddenly felt less confident.

Wang Ningzhu glanced at him, Fang Xiwen spread his hands and said:

"That's right. Your two families were originally old friends, but Uncle Luo has been wandering around for many years, which has led to the lack of contact between the younger generations. This is why you don't recognize each other when you meet."

After taking a look at the two people's expressions, Fang Xiwen narrowed his eyes and said, "Qingni, this jar of wine was secretly given to me by my uncle some time ago. He asked me to keep it safe for him so that my aunt wouldn't take it away."

"Damn daddy, I'm going to complain when I get back," Luo Qingni glared at him, "You can't run away."

"How could this be?"

After chatting for a while, he found an excuse to leave the table, ready to let the two have a good chat, "I'll go get some sauce."

"What are you running for?"

With a cold snort, Wang Ningzhu put her hand on his shoulder and pressed the boy back to his original position, her beautiful eyes filled with murderous intent.

After learning about the situation, she looked at Luo Qingni with a sense of intimacy, but she became even angrier in her heart -

"So, she and I were originally good friends, but because of you, we have to compete for the first and last place at the dinner table?!"

The question was so powerful that the snow on the pavilion was shaken down and fell to the ground.

"This, this," Fang Xiwen began to sweat, and smiled apologetically: "Ningzhu, think about it, if it weren't for me, you might not even know the existence of each other, right?"

"What a fart!"

"Look at it from the bright side, you two won't just be ordinary friends from now on... oops!"

He was grabbed by the collar, and Wang Ningzhu looked as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"Don't be so mean to him," Luo Qingni whispered, "If it weren't for this bad guy, I wouldn't have met Xiao Jiang, and I wouldn't have been so close to her, so..."

The girl didn't finish the second half of her words, but Wang Ningzhu understood what she meant: she also wanted to be friends with him.

They could have just made a big scene, they could have ignored the relationship, it was clearly all Fang Xiwen's fault...but in order not to embarrass him, Luo Qingni took the initiative to reconcile.

"Such a good girl, why did she follow you!"

She glared at him fiercely, then the expression on Wang Ningzhu's face softened, and she stretched out her hand towards her, saying, "Wang Ningzhu, the second daughter of the Dingjun Wang family.

My brother and I were often taken care of by Uncle Luo in the past. He was very kind to us and I was very happy to meet his daughter. "

"Yeah, me too." Luo Qingni shook hands with her with a faint smile on her face.

Then, the two of them started talking about their childhood.

After all, we grew up in the same place, so surprisingly we have a lot of common topics.

"Is that the problem solved? Qingni is so easy to please..." Jiang Xingchu held his cheek and ate the food with little interest.

In fact, she also knew that even if there was no such relationship, the two of them would at most just quarrel verbally and would never come to blows.

Perhaps everyone was influenced by Fang Xiwen's gentle personality, and even she had no intention of fighting... If you think about it carefully, Luo Qingni's advantage over others is simply devastating. Not only is she the first in every sense, but she is also on good terms with almost everyone.

Logically speaking, Jiang Xingchu should have formed alliances and let everyone work together to deal with this girl, but she simply couldn't bring herself to do so.

"Well, this is what is called the demeanor of a great lady. Although Qingni looks silly."

~~

Thanks to the relationship of the older generation, the Fang residence finally calmed down. At least the three people present would not fight anymore.

Main house.

There was a large furry blanket on the floor with a hole in the middle. A small red copper stove was placed on it and several people were sitting on the floor.

The snow outside the window was falling heavily. A thick layer of snow piled up on the eaves, slowly sliding down with a rustling sound, and finally falling to the ground with a "puff".

No one in the room spoke, as if they were enjoying this rare tranquility - except for Luo Qingni who stayed at her own mountain gate for a longer time, the other three were running around.

"Mr. Fang, go open the window a little wider," Jiang Xingchu yawned, his eyes curved, "This room is too warm, it makes me tired."

"Okay, be careful not to catch a cold."

He stood up and walked back, and after a brief conversation, the room became quiet again.

A cold wind blew in. Jiang Xingchu tightened her clothes and moved towards him. Her pair of lotus feet naturally reached into his arms.

Glancing at her, Fang Xiwen was too lazy to say anything, so he just put it in his pocket and looked at them and said, "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, what should we eat?"

"I want to eat dumplings," Luo Qingni also moved to his side, blushing slightly, and followed his example by taking off her stockings, saying loudly to cover up, "I want the ones with corn and meat filling!"

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen grabbed her ankle and put her directly into his arms, smiling and said, "This is good, what about you two?"

Seeing Luo Qingni covering her face with her hands, Wang Ningzhu's eyebrows twitched. Thinking that he couldn't do such a thing, he snorted, "I want to eat meat, pork, beef, spareribs, chicken legs..."

"But I want to eat noodle soup. That's how they spend the winter in Longchuan. They cut some ginger and chili peppers into it, and you'll sweat all over after eating it." Jiang Xingchu just raised his hand, then put it down again. "But if that's the case, wouldn't our brother Xiwen have to cook three... no, four or five meals?"

"That's quite confusing." Wang Ningzhu snorted coldly.

"Then I will also learn to call you Langjun like you...hmm!" The smirk on her face was interrupted, so she covered her mouth and glared at him angrily.

Fang Xiwen took back the hand that was tickling her soles, thought for a while, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "There's no need to be so troublesome. Since everyone has different tastes, let's just eat hot pot."

Luo Qingni's eyes lit up when she heard this, "What is hot pot?"

"To put it simply, it's a pot that's not turned off. Just throw the ingredients into the boiling water and cook them by blanch or boil," he gestured, "This is perfect for everyone to eat together.

For example, you have a stronger taste, while Xingchu prefers lighter food, so we can make a double-boiled hotpot, half spicy and half non-spicy. Then, put the ingredients on a plate and put them on the side. You can just cook whatever you want."

"There is such a way to eat it?" Wang Ningzhu touched his chin, "But it seems that it cannot be promoted in the military camp."

"It's better to just eat from the big pot. Things like this involving distribution can easily cause a camp riot if not handled properly," Jiang Xingchu said casually, also becoming interested, and said, "But this 'hot pot' should have a special pot. Do you have one on hand?"

"Yes, when I asked Shi Zimiao to cast farm tools, I also asked their craftsmen to make a few. Since no one has any objections, I can save some effort and only need to prepare the soup base."

Fang Xiwen took out a copper pot and a matching stove from the mustard ring, demonstrated them, and said with a smile: "Besides making dumplings, you just need to choose the ingredients you like."

Seeing that the three of them were about to hug each other, Wang Ningzhu felt very uncomfortable, and immediately patted his clothes and stood up, "There is no time to lose, let's go to the market to buy it now."

"Why are you in such a hurry? I want to lie down for a while longer." Jiang Xingchu was about to sit in his arms, and his voice sounded lazy. "By the way, why don't we make a list and you buy it together?"

Wang Ningzhu frowned angrily and said nothing.

"No, let's go together," Luo Qingni said, pulling out her red feet from being rubbed, and resting her head against his back, "Xiwen, get up quickly."

"It's obviously this guy who's pressing me down, okay?" He struggled for a moment, with an extremely painful expression on his face, "Hiss, it's so heavy, I feel like my legs are going to be broken..."

"Fang Xiwen, you really want to quarrel, don't you?!"

The two men started fighting after a disagreement, and soon the rest of the people joined in the fight. In the end, Fang Xiwen was subdued somehow.

Fortunately, there were three people in the room, and they were not that familiar with each other, so they just had some slight physical contact and then let him go.

"What on earth do you want to do?" He tightened his collar with a sympathetic look and straightened his already messy clothes. "Can these buttons be undone randomly? Really..."

Chapter 386: The New Year should be more lively

As life goes on, people always learn new things, just like Fang Xiwen yesterday didn't know that shopping with a girl could be such a mentally exhausting thing.

After putting on thick clothes and disguising themselves a little, the four of them went out to the street "together"; fortunately, it was near the end of the year, and it was not uncommon for families to go out for fun together, so their group was not conspicuous.

But there is also a problem:

"Fang Xiwen, do you think I look like a child?" Jiang Xingchu, who was wearing a knitted scarf, looked up with an unfriendly look.

"Why do you think so?"

"You and Wang sandwiched me in the middle, isn't that your intention? And you're holding my hand!"

"Then I let go?"

"you dare?!"

Seeing her vicious look, Fang Xiwen knew that it was useless to explain, so he simply shut up;

Wang Ningzhu next to her stood on tiptoe and stretched to show off her "superior" figure. She sighed, "I don't want to look like this. Many things in life are more troublesome than others. I envy you a little."

"Bah, are you that high?" Jiang Xingchu spat.

"It's mainly because of other people's views. They always say that I don't look like a woman or something like that. But my figure seems to be a good match for Xiwen." Wang Ningzhu raised her eyebrows slightly and leaned towards him intentionally or unintentionally.

According to modern measurements, Fang Xiwen is only about 1.8 meters tall, which is considered tall in this world, so it is not a stretch for him to pair up with Miss Wang, who is 1.7 meters tall.