"This is easy to handle. In a few days, you and I will go to Chongyifeng to attend the wedding banquet. You can give her a surprise in person."
"Yeah, thank you, Sister Yu."
"Thank you." Qiaoyu looked at her and saw that her clothes were torn in several places, her shoes were muddy, and she exuded a faint fishy smell.
He took out a ten-tael silver note from his sleeve and handed it to Xiaocao, "Take it. If you can't find any relatives, go to the Chen Family Silk and Satin Shop on Juyue Street to find me."
Looking at the banknote, Xiaocao hesitated for a moment and took it, "I will return it to Sister Yu in double the amount in the future."
"No, no, no," Qiaoyu waved her hand, "Everyone has their down moments."
…
At night, Murun finished grooming and coaxed the two little ones to sleep.
After they fell asleep, she sat under the candle and took an embroidery needle from the embroidery basket.
First, burn the tip of the needle on the flame of the candle, and then take it back when you feel that the part in your hand is getting hot.
Then I pricked a small black spot on my fingertip.
She pricked a small burr while making tea during the day, but was too busy to do it later. Only after putting the child to sleep did she have time to do it.
There is a bright moon in the sky, casting a quiet silver glow.
I don't know when a wisp of melodious piano music sounded, breaking the tranquility of the night. The sound was like high mountains and flowing water, and the gurgling stream was jumping up and down, hitting people's heart directly.
Mu Run paused, listening to the music, and slowly fell into a trance.
Suddenly, the room door was pushed open.
Fu Yunchen appeared at the door. He was dressed in a black brocade robe, with dark hair uncombed behind his back. His handsome face looked like a god under the moonlight.
Mu Run immediately saw God.
Fu Yunchen walked up to her and saw an embroidery needle blackened by a candle in her hand, "What are you doing?"
Mu Run replied: "I have a thorn in my hand and I am about to pick it out."
Fu Yunchen took out the needle from her hand and looked at the pricked place, "Shall I help you?"
"That's best. I really can't do it myself." Mu Run said with a smile.
Fu Yunchen's hands were very quick and light, and he picked out the thorn before she felt any pain.
"You have such skillful hands." Mu Run pinched the pricked area and found that the stinging sensation was gone.
Fu Yunchen put the needle back into the basket, "Then next time, you know who to pick on."
Mu Run nodded, "Of course."
The sound of the piano outside has not stopped yet.
Mu Run was curious, "Who is playing the piano?"
Fu Yunchen said: "It should be Snow Lady. There was also Bao Chan before, who was also good at playing the piano."
"Baochan? Who is she?" Mu Run asked.
"Baochan is from Huang Chengsi, and is now a precious concubine in the palace of the Northern Jin Dynasty."
Fu Yunchen walked to the bedside and looked at the children first. They were all sleeping well, especially Huanhuan, who had already stretched out and kicked off the quilt.
He positioned Huanhuan's body again, covered her with a quilt, and then touched the head of the bed.
I saw a baffle rising slowly, safely surrounding the two children inside.
"Hey? When did you install this trap?"
"Today, we won't need a chair."
"It is indeed much more convenient. Where is the mechanism? Let me see." Mu Run walked over and rubbed the place where he just pressed. There was a bulge similar to a button.
She pressed it down, and the baffle retracted again.
Mu Run gave Fu Yunchen a thumbs up, "You are so awesome."
Fu Yunchen laughed, "Go to the study and make me a cup of tea."
"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to sleep if you drink tea late at night?" Mu Run did not refuse.
"No." Fu Yunchen said.
"Okay, there happens to be a kind of tea. I plan to taste the taste and heat, and you can try it too." Mu Run took out a small silver box from his sleeve and wrapped a cup of tea in paper.
Fu Yunchen immediately took her hand and walked out, "Go to the study."
The sound of the piano never stopped. Mu Run went out and heard it more clearly, "I don't understand these elegances, my father, do you know what Xue Niang means?"
"The father of the child?" Fu Yunchen raised his thin lips slightly upon hearing this address.
Mu Run nodded, "Isn't it?"
Fu Yunchen said: "Yes, there is nothing better than this."
The music stopped.
Mu Run paused again, "Should I go see her?"
Fu Yunchen replied: "No, it's not necessary."
Mu Run remembered that she wanted to find another husband to marry the women in Neiyuan, but she hadn't told Fu Yunchen yet.
In the study, Fu Yunchen had prepared hot water and tea sets, and the hot water was still steaming on the small charcoal stove.
"I'll wash my hands first." Mu Run walked to the basin stand and washed her hands.
Fu Yunchen sat down and straightened the tea set.
"You should know, right? I want to tell them about my husband's marriage."
"Yeah, I know. Was it your idea?"
"I just feel that they are wasting their youth in a small courtyard, and they will be like this for the next few decades. It is really a pity."
"They are McKichang's women, not mine."
"Yes, yes. It's not yours, but you don't object to marrying them off, do you?"
"No objection, whatever you want to do with it, sell it or marry it off, it's up to you."
"Sell..." Mu Run was speechless, and at the same time felt sad for the woman in this world.
Mu Run carried the kettle and walked to the table, ready to make tea.
Fu Yunchen looked at her expectantly.
Mu Run glanced at him and said, "...I am not a tea artist, just a taster."
"Taster?" Fu Yunchen looked at her.
"I just identify the quality of tea, and I know how to make tea." Mu Run didn't hide himself. Since he was getting married, there was no need to hide it, and he didn't want to. If he could accept himself like this, then the wedding would go on.
.If you can't accept it, it doesn't matter. The love is not deep and the love is not deep in the bones, you can take it back.
Fu Yunchen's eyes sparkled.
Mu Run looked into his glowing eyes and felt anxious, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Run'er, you are my Run'er." He said.
"Hey~" Mu Run rolled his eyes, "I am my own, not yours."
"Haha, you are going to marry me soon. Whose is it if it's not mine?"
"I want to tell you about this. Even if I marry you, I will do what I want to do. For example, make tea, and participate in some tea-related activities. I will never leave the door without leaving the door.
I can't do it. I still have a husband and a child, so it depends on what I do."
"That is to say, you don't want to be raised by me and be a free wife?"
"Well, you can say that I am not a static person."
"I promise." Fu Yunchen said.
Mu Run was very surprised, "Do you know what I'm talking about? Even the three obediences and four virtues, the husband is the wife's guide, and the rules and dogmas in the Nu's book, I may not be able to do it."
"If you were that kind of person, I wouldn't have to rely on you."
"...You are indeed a freak!" Mu Run finally smiled, with the calmness of relief.