Ye Shuhua hurriedly walked into Danning House. The Lord of Zhaoping and Song Ruoxi were not in the hall. He learned from the maid that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were enjoying flowers in the backyard. After passing through the hall and bypassing the row of rose flowers, he saw the Lord of Zhaoping and Song Ruoxi sitting opposite the stone table under the pomegranate tree. There were exquisite tea sets on the table. Song Ruoxi, wearing a silver-red dress, was making tea elegantly. He walked forward to salute and said, "My son has seen his mother, please pay tribute to his mother."

"You are worse than you come sooner than you do. Your wife has just finished making the tea and you are here. You are so happy." The Lord of Zhaoping looked at her beloved son, smiling so hard that the fine lines at the corners of her eyes wrinkled. "This is the new tea I sent from the south just yesterday, called Cuiluo."

Song Ruoxi looked up at him, raised his lips and smiled slightly.

Ye Shuhua smiled, lifted up the brocade robe and sat down on another stone bench.

Song Ruoxi first presented tea to the Zhaoping County Lord, "My mother asked for tea." Then he presented tea to Ye Shuhua, "The Young City Lord asked for tea."

Ye Shuhua took the teacup and said seriously: "Thank you, Mrs. Young Master."

The county lord Zhaoping was stunned for a moment, and chuckled and said, "Look at these two people, you're so polite."

"Madam, I look at the young city lord and the young lady like this, just like the book says that we respect each other like guests." Madam Zhou smiled.

"Mother, this new tea is full of saliva in the mouth, the fragrance is clear and the taste is pretty good." Ye Shuhua's face turned a little red.

"I heard from the tea sender that the tea head is fragrant, two drinks are strong, three drinks are not reduced, four drinks are still tasted." Song Ruoxi echoed and brought the topic to the tea, "Mother, can you taste it and see how good it tastes?"

The Lord of Zhaoping looked at this person and then the smile on his lips became a little deeper. He looked down at the tea in the cup, savored it carefully, squinted his eyes, nodded and said, "This tea soup is green, has a strong taste, and has a faint fragrance of flowers. It tastes better than the tea I usually drink, and it lives up to the name of this snail."

The three of them were drinking tea and joking, and Madam Zhou and others were having fun again. The half afternoon passed. At dusk, Yefan came uninvited. Because there was only a family of four, there was no rule that men and women could eat at a table, and they sat around a table to eat.

"Today, this fragrant-stewed mandarin fish has been changed to make the meat filling more fragrant and refreshing. Lao Xu's craftsmanship has improved again." Ye Fan likes to eat fish, and every meal is full of fish. In order to get his praise, the chefs in the kitchen racked their brains to improve the fish method and improve it. Lao Xu is the best one among them. Ye Fan took it for granted that the fish was cooked by him.

"The city lord praised the wrong person. This dish was not made by Lao Xu, but by his son and daughter-in-law, he respected you." The Zhaoping County Lord smiled.

Ye Fan did not come here to have dinner every day, and he did not say in advance that he would come to have dinner today. This fish was obviously the son and daughter-in-law who respected Zhaoping County Lord. He had nothing to do, but he did not expose the kind lie of Zhaoping County Lord. He smiled and said, "It's hard for you to think about it. This fish is well made."

"If my father likes their skills, he will send you and your mother two dishes every night from now on." Song Ruoxi smiled.

When the county lord Zhaoping heard this, he glanced at Song Ruoxi, with a faint smile on his lips, and looked back at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "You are deeply pleased with your father and your mother if you have this filial piety. If you don't have any trouble, you will send two dishes every day in the future and we will try them."

"Yes, father." Song Ruoxi responded with a smile.

The smile on the face of the Zhaoping County Lord became a little deeper, and he picked up a chopstick of vegetables for Song Ruoxi with his own hands. Although she had no intention of competing for favor, Ye Fan was her husband after all. As a woman, she still hoped that he could come and accompany her more and not have to face the table of dishes alone every day.

Song Ruoxi understood that the Zhaoping County Lord was thanking her. He also picked up vegetables for the Zhaoping County Lord. He gently kicked Ye Shuhua under the table, blinked and signaled him to help Ye Fan pick up vegetables.

Ye Shuhua hesitated for a moment and obediently picked up some chicken mushrooms for Ye Fan, "Father, these chicken mushrooms are fragrant and tender, and delicious."

"I'll try it." Ye Fan smiled all over. After eating the chicken mushrooms, he also put some belly slices in Ye Shuhua's bowl.

The family had a happy dinner. On this day, Song Ruoxi sent someone to Danning House every day. Yefan also said it would do whatever he wanted. He came to accompany the Zhaoping County Lord to have dinner every day and often stayed overnight. Such actions attracted the young concubines to be jealous, and there were a lot of complaints and small actions in private. This is a later story, so I won’t mention it for now.

The next day, I cried for half a night, my eyes were swollen, and my haggard faced with a haggard face came to Danningju to say goodbye. In addition to her two confidant maids, there were Xiangxiu and Qinghe.

Song Ruoxi was worried that Ping'er would make a desperate attempt to commit suicide by hanging herself. If she was injured, she would not be able to leave tomorrow. During her recovery period, she didn't know what kind of demon moth would make her come out. So she let Xiangxiu and Qinghe take turns to guard her for a night.

The county lord Zhaoping did not see her, not because he didn't want to see her, but because he had a good time with Yefan and his wife last night. He had been having fun for the middle of the night, and he couldn't get up in the morning and was still sleeping.

Madam Zhou would not wake her up for this little thing. When she came out to see Ping'er, she held a mahogany carved jade box in her hand. "Miss Ping is home today, it's a joy to congratulate her. This is what the wife asked her to hand over to her. I wish her a smooth journey."

"Where is my aunt? I want to see her." Ping'er felt that this was her last chance. If she could ask the Zhaoping County Lord to be soft-hearted, she could stay. Perhaps she could plan for another plan and maybe she could achieve her wish.

"Come, see off the guests." Madam Zhou handed the box to the maid, and said with a blank expression.

Xiang Xiu and Qinghe stepped forward to hold Ping'er's arm.

"Aunt! Uncle... Um..." Ping'er's mouth was blocked by Madam Zhou, who was quick-witted and quick-witted, with a veil.

Ping'er was once again dragged out of Danningju in a mess and met Mrs. Bian and Mrs. Li who came to pay their respects at the door.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Mrs. Bian glanced at her, gave in, and lowered her eyelids.

"Oh, who is this? Oh, it turns out that we are extremely arrogant and noble Bottle Girl! I almost didn't recognize her. Oh, what's wrong with Bottle Girl? Oh, it turns out that she was blocked and couldn't speak." Mrs. Li smiled so gloating and asked and answered.

Ping'er's chest was so angry that her body kept rising and falling, and she stared at her fiercely.

Mrs. Bian seemed to disagree with Mrs. Li's behavior of putting in trouble, and frowned and said, "Sister Li, it's time to go in and pay tribute to her wife."

"Sister Bian, why are you anxious? We can greet our wife every day, not like some people." Mrs. Li giggled like a little hen in heat, "I never have a chance again, pretending for so many years! Now that no one wants it, I'm embarrassed!"

"Mmmmm" Ping'er struggled, his face full of ferociousness, as if he wanted to pounce over and bite Mrs. Li to death.

Mrs. Bian shook her handkerchief and walked towards the yard.

"Sister Bian, wait for me." Mrs. Li twisted her slender waist and followed.

Ping'er was dragged outside Zhongyuan Gate, and the carriage to send her out of the city was already ready, and her luggage was loaded into the car.

Xiang Xiu and Qinghe dragged her into the carriage and took out the handkerchief from her mouth.

Qinghe smiled and said, "Miss Bottle is walking slowly, I won't send you off."

"You bad guys who are accomplices of the tiger, you must not die well." Ping'er cursed angrily.

Xiang Xiu and Qinghe ignored her verb, got out of the car, and said to the coachman: "Let's go!"

Ping'er lifted up the curtains and looked at the place where he had lived for ten years. Tears fell again, and gritted his teeth and said, "Song Ruoxi, don't be too proud, I will definitely come back. Brother Hua is mine."

The two maids looked at each other, shook their heads and sighed with a gloomy expression. They felt sad that they could not recognize the facts and were so obsessed with them, and were worried about their future.

On the third day after Ping'er left, Ye Xiaoshun's family of five were sent to Weidao.

That night, Mrs. Li committed suicide by hanging her beam, and was already angry when she was discovered the next morning.

Mrs. Li thought that this would make Ye Xiaoshu return to Dengying City. Ye Fan would pity Ye Xiaoshu for her death and not allow him to exile. But she forgot that although she was Ye Xiaoshu's biological mother, her death did not conform to the principle of returning to the death. Ye Xiaoshu could not return to mourn her. She did not expect that Ye Fan had no one to inform Ye Xiaoshu about the matter, and her plan failed again.

Ping'er's departure, Ye Xiaoshu's family's exile, and Mrs. Li's death were like a leaf falling from a tree in autumn, falling into the water, gently causing a little ripples, and calmed down in a blink of an eye.

At the end of March, Hongxiao went out of the city and not only brought the bonus of the store in the past three months, but also brought back several books of the words circulating on the market. Song Ruoxi was sewing clothes for the most part of the afternoon, lowering his head, his neck was sore, and his body was exhausted, so he scattered his hair and sat on the beauty couch by the window to read it. He was originally a picture of music to pass the time, but he didn't expect the story to be written in a fascinating way, so he read it in without realizing it.

"Yingying, what are you watching?" Ye Shuhua sat in the room for a long time. Seeing that Song Ruoxi ignored him, he couldn't help but ask.

When Song Ruoxi heard the sound, he realized that he was back and asked angrily: "Why don't you call me when you come in?"

"You are so fascinated by the way, I'm afraid I'll disturb you." Ye Shuhua smiled, reached out to take the book in her hand, turned to the cover, which read "Mirror Law" on it, "What is this talking about?"

"The story of a talented man and a beautiful woman getting along through a mirror." Song Ruoxi smiled.

"Do you like to read this?" Ye Shuhua asked with a smile on his face.

"I'm idle and watching the time pass."

Ye Shuhua showed a look of shame on her face, "Yingying, I will go to the street to have a rest tomorrow."

"Okay." Song Ruoxi smiled happily.

Seeing this, Ye Shuhua felt a little guilty and decided to accompany her out for a walk in the future.

The next day, when the genius was in a daze, Song Ruoxi woke up, but Ye Shuhua was still asleep, reaching out to pinch his nose mischievously, making him unable to breathe.

Ye Shuhua woke up by being held back, opened her eyes, looked at her wife lying on her chest, and greeted her with a smile, "Yingying, morning."

"It's getting late, get up quickly, you promised to take me to the street to play." Song Ruoxi urged.

Ye Shuhua dared not delay, so he got up quickly, washed and changed clothes, and after breakfast, he went to Zhongyuan to pay tribute to the Lord of Zhaoping County, and then went out of the city to have fun.

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Chapter completed!