Lady of Fortune, Jiao Niang

Ye Jiao stood up abruptly, and Dong could clearly hear a "gudong" sound, and wanted to know that Ye Jiao swallowed the whole dumpling.

The glutinous rice balls are soft and waxy. They are delicious, but they are also very sticky. If they stick to the throat, it will be troublesome.

Dong hurried to pour water, for fear that Ye Jiao might choke.

But Ye Jiao didn't look at her, so he slapped the bowl, lifted the skirt and ran towards the window.

But instead of waiting for Ye Jiao to go over and observe carefully, she watched the last petal fall to the ground unsteadily.

The petals of Shiya grass are red, although the opening is small, the color is bright.

It looked red and gorgeous just now, but as soon as it landed, it lost its lustrous color, and it looked sluggish.

This made Ye Jiao froze.

Shiya grass was the first medicinal flower she raised, and it was also the most important.

The white rainbow fruit it can produce is a life-saving thing, and Ye Jiao has been hoping to hold it in his hand.

Maybe at first Ye Jiao wanted to keep Qi Yun's life, but the little ginseng had nothing to rely on, so she could only hold on to her cheap mate, but now that she gets along for a long time, Ye Jiao loves him from the bottom of her heart, even more unwillingly The ground let go of the opportunity to give Qi Yun a life-saving.

No matter what he usually does, even during the busiest days of the Chinese New Year, Ye Jiao will go out to bask in the sun every day with Shiya grass, which is enough to show the treasure.

This flower is only effective when it is born with the best ginseng. The small ginseng is now an ordinary person, but fortunately, it can only be cultivated by staying in stone bud grass.

But she took care of it carefully, how could she still watch it die now?

Ye Jiao's heart was pounding and her ears were ringing. After squatting down, her fingertips shook to touch it.

The Dong family on the side looked worried. Although she didn't know why Ye Jiao valued the slender and weak Shiya grass so much, she had never seen Ye Jiao feel so anxious before.

The brighter and gentler a woman is, the more distressed she feels when she is sad.

Dong wanted to persuade him in the past, but he didn't know how to say it.

But at this moment, she suddenly saw Ye Jiao, who was squatting, leaning close to Shiyacao, and then simply holding up the flowerpot with both hands, as if looking for something.

Soon, Ye Jiao found three white spots hidden under the tender branches and leaves.

Small, round, with these new buds green, but it is clearly formed!

This is Bai Hong Guo, Ye Jiao is particularly sure.

She has been with this grass for thousands of years before, and naturally she will not admit her mistake.

It's just that now this white rainbow fruit has just grown, and it's still a small one, but now that it has grown, it's enough to make Ye Jiao feel at ease, and wait until it grows up.

She immediately put the flowerpot on the ground again, with a smile on her face, turned her head and said to Dong Shi: "Chunlan, I'm fine. Although the flower is thanked, it bears fruit. This is a good thing."

Dong didn't care whether Shiyacao could bear fruit, anyway, she didn't know what use this little guy had for fruiting, as long as Ye Jiao was fine.

Seeing Ye Jiao’s smile, Dong’s mouth curled up, and he walked over and pulled her up: “I was scared just now. You look like a child, squatting there, like crying and wanting With a smile, I didn't even dare to say anything, and almost shed tears with you."

Ye Jiao was holding Dong's hand, smiling and bending her eyebrows: "I was just scared, but also scared you? Then let's eat a bowl of dumplings."

Dong Shi laughed, she found out that in Ye Jiao, there is nothing that can't be solved by eating something.

The two people didn't realize that Xiaosu had already carried in the pot with auspicious flowers and sent it to the inner room. It was placed upright on the wall table next to the bed.

When she came out, she heard that Ye Jiao was going to eat glutinous rice balls again. She was afraid that the glutinous rice balls had been left to cool for so long. If she was afraid of eating up her stomach, Xiao Su put the remaining glutinous rice balls in the food box and ran to the small kitchen. It's hot inside.

After going back and forth, I forgot about bringing in Auspicious Flowers just now.

Ye Jiao and Dong were sitting at the round table again. Dong said while pouring tea, "Jiao Niang, two days later, the drugstore will reopen. Would you like to come and have a look?"

Little Ginseng heard Qi Yun talk about this before, and now she is a little curious about Dong's words: "Is it different from the opening of the wine shop?"

Actually, it's no different...

The process of opening the shop is similar, setting off firecrackers, throwing coins, and dancing dragons and lions. Ye Jiao should have seen it last time.

It’s just that the Dong family sincerely wanted to invite Ye Jiao this time. After all, the drug store is open. If there is no one from the owner’s house, it will inevitably be unpopular. Dong said: "The general process is the same, but I will ask some business ladies to talk together. Make fun, just entertain."

Ye Jiao blinked and looked straight at her: "Do you want me to go?"

Dong's hesitated, then nodded frankly: "Well, Jiao Niang, I want you to support me."

Although Ye Jiao didn’t know how she had gone, she supported her, but Dong’s words were straightforward. Ye Jiao’s joy is that she didn’t lie to herself, and said, “I’ll talk to Xiang Gong. If there’s nothing wrong, go and see. It’s good too."

Dong Shi laughed and stood up sincerely and thanked Ye Jiao.

Ye Jiao took her to sit down again, and asked, "Have you ever talked to my husband about this?"

Now Qi Yun's body is very good, and it didn't hurt to see the lanterns before. Now the sky is getting warmer and the dead branches are budding. Although the spring is still cold, but there is already warmth, it is okay for Qi Yun to go for a walk.

However, Dong dared to speak to Ye Jiao, but did not dare to speak to Qi Yun.

Perhaps Ye Jiao is not afraid of Qi Yun, but the second young master of Qi Yu Wei is not young, and the Dong clan is afraid of him, so he whispered: "Whether the second young master is going is not in my control, just let my mate ask."

Dong thought to himself, what about Fang Li's support when the sky fell from right to left, otherwise, why marry him?Isn't it that when this kind of thing comes, he can go up and fight it.

Seeing how cautious she was talking, Ye Jiao knew that this person was afraid of Qi Yun, so she smiled, stopped saying anything, and took her to study the flowers and plants on the table again.

When Qi Yun came back, Dong had already brought the potted flower that he had asked to give her and left.

Seeing Qi Yun enter the door, Ye Jiao got up to help him take off his fur clothes. Seeing his empty hands, he couldn't help but say, "Where is the stove?"

Qi Yun's eyebrows were gentle: "Seeing that the weather is good and the outside is warmer, so I didn't take it."

Ye Jiao grabbed the man's hand, feeling his fingertips slightly cold, and couldn't help but shook it: "It's better to hold it. It's good to warm your hands."

Qi Yun felt the soft and warm palm of the woman, and nodded in response: "Listen to the lady, I will remember it next time."

Ye Jiao laughed and pulled him to sit down at the table, and took out the warm porcelain cup in the food box: "Gouache dumplings are delicious, I will save you a bowl."

Qi Yun took it and didn't eat it yet. He said, "This gouache glutinous rice dumpling is made of water-milled flour, with pine nuts, lard, walnuts and sugar fillings, and it is sweet when it is cooked and added with osmanthus honey."

Ye Jiao had already eaten it just now, and naturally knew what the filling was in it.

But she likes to listen to Qi Yun tell her these things, every time she listens with gusto, even if she only eats but can't cook, she still thinks it sounds nice: "How do you know everything, Xiang Gong."

Qi Yun smiled, did not answer, just took a dumpling with a spoon and brought it to Ye Jiao's mouth.

Ye Jiao opened her mouth and ate, smiling sweetly and bending her eyebrows.

Two of you, you and I divided a bowl of glutinous rice balls, and in the end, it is hard to say who eats more. It is always fun for one to eat and the other to feed others.

I don’t know if it’s because Shiyacao started to bear fruit. Ye Jiao was in a good mood all day long. In the evening, before the two of them were about to go to bed, Ye Jiao sat in front of the mirror with her hair unbuttoned, and said, "My husband, Today Chunlan told me that the drugstore is about to open, and invite me to have a look. Would you like to go with me?"

Qi Yun was half leaning against the head of the bed, holding a book in his hand, and didn't know if he had read it.

After all, his eyes have been looking at his wife's back, and he really didn't want to read a book.

Hearing what Ye Jiao said, Qi Yun replied: "If you want to go, take Xiaosu. I will depend on the situation. After all, my body will fluctuate a little during the winter and spring seasons every year, if it is..."

When Ye Jiao heard it, she knew that he was going to say those things that were going to die or live.

I used to listen to it when I heard it, it wasn't a matter of course, but these are the things that little ginseng can't hear the most.

He took the comb, got up and walked to the bed, and covered Qi Yun's mouth.

At the man's somewhat surprised look, Ye Jiao said to him with a serious face: "You are not allowed to say that word, mother said, during the New Year you are lucky, you can't talk about bad things, and with me, you must want Live well."

In fact, Qi Yun has long been accustomed to others talking about his life and death, and even he himself is always preparing for the end that he might die.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so anxious to grab things on the shop, just because he was afraid that he might have something wrong, so that the Jiao Niang could also rely on it.

But now, after hearing what Ye Jiao said, Qi Yun only felt warm in his heart.

He sighed in his heart, he had been living with Jiao Niang for several months, and he should be the most familiar, but Ye Jiao could always say things that made his nose sore.

How lucky he is.

Reaching out and covering Ye Jiao's wrist, Qi Yun gently kissed her in the palm of her hand, with a gentle voice: "Okay, Jiao Niang is here, I can't bear it."

Ye Jiao now had a smiling face, and following his way, he took Qi Yun's hand and pecked twice in his palm.

If Qi Yun had done this to Ye Jiao, he didn't think there was anything, but if he turned it around, Qi Yun would be blushed.

Now he is not ignorant of what is going on in the room, not to mention that he likes the person in front of him very much.

Qi Yun straightened up slightly, stretched out his hand to hug Ye Jiao, and said softly, "Jiao Niang, it's time to rest."

Ye Jiao naturally put her hand behind the man's head and looked down at him.

Seeing his reddish ear tips, he couldn't help but stunned: "My husband, are you hot?" Then Ye Jiao shook his head again, "It shouldn't be, the charcoal fire in the room is out, how can it still be hot."

Qi Yun moved his mind and said softly: "I'm not hot, I'm cold."

Ye Jiao immediately stretched out her arms and held the man in her arms, as if it wouldn't be cold anymore.

But before the corners of Qi Yun's mouth bend, Ye Jiao suddenly let go of him.

Little Ginseng turned his head slightly and looked at him: "You have to say it when it's cold."

Qi Yun nodded: "Okay." Didn't I say this.

And the next moment, he saw Ye Jiao go to open the rosewood cabinet door on the side.

Until Ye Jiao and Yajia put all three quilts on Qi Yun's body, the man couldn't react.

Little Ginseng patted Qi Yun, who was tightly pressed by the quilt, and asked him with a smile, "Is it cold?"

Qi Yun was afraid that she would add another bed to herself, and hurriedly said, "It's not cold anymore."

Ye Jiao closed the cabinet contentedly, kicked her shoes, turned over the quilt mountain on Qi Yun's body to the inside, pulled the brocade quilt to the side, and lay down beside Qi Yun happily. : "Manny, go to sleep."

After speaking, Ye Jiao closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Only Qi Yun sweating hot, but motionless, could only count the time, only when he felt Ye Jiao was asleep did he carefully lift the quilt.

When just lifting the quilt, Qi Yun suddenly smelled a strange fragrance under tension.

Are there any flowers in this room?It smells good.

But soon Qi Yun didn't have the mind to control the flowers and plants in the house. He looked at Ye Jiao helplessly. His previous charming thoughts had been swept clean long ago. He only thought in his heart, the ancients said, "People But if you don’t have faith, you don’t know what to do.” This lie is really undesirable, and the ancients did not deceive me.

But as he tossed the quilt, Ye Jiao slowly opened his eyes.

Little Ginseng's eyes were bright, big and clear, and when he stared at Qi Yun at this moment, he felt a little guilty after lying for no reason.

Ye Jiao asked him humbly, "Miangong, are you not cold anymore?"

Qi Yun grabbed the two quilts for a while, neither was it covered, nor was it not covered.

Ye Jiao also sat up, yawned, and dragged him: "Why don't you sleep then?"

Qi Erlang struggled in his heart, and finally chose to tell the truth: "I was thinking about something before."

Ye Jiao blinked, "What's the matter?"

"...The picture you showed me last time is right or wrong."

After hearing this, Ye Jiao knew that she was talking about the picture of avoiding fire.

Yes or not, she knows there, but no matter how simple the little ginseng is, you can still hear this person's overtones today.

After yawning lazily, Ye Jiao raised her eyes to look at Qi Yun, stretched out her hand, and dragged him down.

Before Qi Yun reacted, he felt a soft and warm body squeezed into his arms.

Then, there was a warm, soft voice in the ear: "Try it, you won't know."

When the cloud and rain gradually subsided, Ye Jiao fell into a deep sleep, and Qi Yun held his wife contentedly, thinking--

Sure enough, it is best to tell the truth to the lady.