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Chapter 42 Visit

Lin Nan looked shy. She was praised by such a beautiful woman. Would she be shy?

The temperament of my wife is not something ordinary people can have. She has a graceful and noble temperament, which shows the attitude of everyone.

"Can I call you Yiyi?"

The teacher's wife had a loving look on her face, and those who didn't know it thought Lin Nanyi was her own child.

Lin Nanyi didn't agree, and immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

The wife's eyes were getting redder and redder, and there was a faint mist in her eyes. She was afraid that they would notice something was wrong, so she quickly wiped them with a handkerchief.

If she were still alive, she would have grown this big.

Lin Nan was very thoughtful and noticed that his wife's expression was a little sad, so he took the initiative to take her well-maintained hand, "Master's wife, we can't understand the chat between the men. Let's go to the kitchen and I'll cook it for you.

delicious."

The mistress stared blankly at the intertwined hands, feeling the warmth coming from the opposite side.

"Okay!" After a long time, he raised his head and responded.

The two of them went to the kitchen, and the dean watched their backs disappear into the corridor before looking away. He sighed heavily, and his eyes were filled with self-blame and guilt that could not be concealed.

Yan Wenzhi also noticed something was wrong. He didn't notice it when he came alone before, but this time he noticed it when he came one by one. He vaguely felt that it was related to one by one.

But in the end, he still didn't ask. There are some things that others don't want to talk about, so don't bother asking, so as not to mention his sadness.

The two entered the study. Their conversations were no longer limited to simple book knowledge. Sometimes they talked about the court and the military. He knew the identity of the dean, so most of them were quiet.

Listening on the sidelines.

The two people in the kitchen were not so dull anymore. As soon as the master's wife and Lin Nan entered the kitchen, they sent all the rough ladies out.

Lin Nan was used to being self-reliant, but she felt uncomfortable with someone waiting on her. The master's wife naturally relied on her.

"Mother, what do you want to eat? I heard from Wen Zhi that your appetite has not been very good recently. Would you like something spicy to appetize?"

Lin Nan was selecting ingredients and figuring out what to cook.

My wife's stomach is not good and she cannot eat spicy and hard food, so most of the time she eats only tasteless side dishes. After a long time, she naturally loses her appetite.

The teacher's wife smiled and nodded, thinking that it didn't matter if she was a little wild sometimes, the important thing was that she was happy.

"Okay, then I'll start."

Lin Nan lit the stove and cut and prepared vegetables quickly while keeping an eye on the burning stove.

She had already understood the tastes of the dean and his wife before she came, and she also knew that they advocated frugality, so she didn't prepare many dishes. The four of them prepared four dishes and one soup, and also fried a small piece of crispy pork as a snack.

Son.

The wife saw that the sharp kitchen knife was used very well in her hands, the meat was cut into uniform sizes, and the potato shreds were clearly defined. Her hand speed was so fast that she wanted to remind her several times but was afraid of scaring her.

When Lin Nan saw that his wife had nothing to do and was standing aside helplessly, he assigned her a job as a cook so that she could have enough sense of participation so that she would have more appetite when eating later.

When the wife heard about the news, she became very energetic. She rarely went into the kitchen for more than ten years, and she rarely even went out to her own yard. She felt as if she was sick from leisure. She was lazy every day and had no energy at all.

nor.

Lin Nan asked his wife to control the heat when cooking. She had never done such menial work since she was a child, but it was because of this that she became very interested and felt that making a fire was not a small skill.

When Yan Wenzhi and the dean came out of the study, the kitchen had just finished cooking. The color of the wife's fine clothes was stained by the ashes in the stove. The dean was frightened and thought something was going on in the kitchen.

What's up.

But the master's wife clearly had a relaxed smile on her face that he hadn't seen in many years. Lin Nan was holding the dishes in his hand. When he saw Yan Wenzhi, he quickly called out, "Wen Zhi, come here and serve the dishes."

Yan Wenzhi passed the dean and went directly to the kitchen. It could be seen that this was their usual routine.

After several dishes were served, the mistress's face was full of energy, and there was a lot of light in her eyes.

The teacher's wife continued to work, and she felt hungry. She lowered her head and looked at the dirty clothes. She was a little shy and said, "You guys eat first, I will change my clothes and come back."

After saying that, he walked to the yard. Even though his back could be seen as a little hurried and panicked, he still had a lot of education.

The mistress returned to the courtyard, and Lin Nanyi mysteriously brought out a small cup from the kitchen.

The dean saw Lin Nanyi running around in a hurry, and he could clearly feel that his wife was in a much better mood because of Lin Nanyi's arrival.

When Mistress came back again, there was a small cup in front of her seat.

"What is this?" she asked in surprise, pointing at the small cup.

Lin Nanyi stood up and opened the small cup. The fragrance of eggs hit his face. It was not strong, but it smelled surprisingly good. "This is steamed egg. You are not in good health. You can't eat too much spicy food. Eat spicy food."

Order some steamed eggs to neutralize it, so you won’t feel uncomfortable.”

"Teacher, please try it."

Lin Nan poured soy sauce from a small dish on the side onto the steamed eggs, and the aroma became stronger.

I don't know if it was the heat from the cup or something else, but the wife's eyes were red and red, and her voice was a little more choked up, "Okay, I'll have a taste."

None of them moved their chopsticks. They watched Lin Nan scoop up a spoonful of steamed eggs and blow them carefully before handing them to his wife.

The mistress took Lin Nanyi's hand and took the steamed egg into her mouth. It was so delicate and smooth that she swallowed it into her belly without chewing it. It was warm and felt very comfortable in her belly.

"good smell."

The teacher’s wife’s pertinent evaluation.

Lin Nan breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as it smells good, this is my first time making it, and I'm worried that I won't be able to control the heat well."

"As long as Mistress likes to eat, I will teach you a few more dishes for the mothers-in-law later, so Mistress can eat them whenever she wants."

With Lin Nanyi as a living treasure, the atmosphere at the dinner table became much more relaxed.

Even though they always kept their mouth shut, they would still laugh at the jokes Lin Nanyi heard from who knows where.

Unknowingly, my wife ate a lot, and the amount of this meal was equal to what she usually eats in a day.

The knot on the teacher's brows loosened a lot, and the dean knew that this was all due to Lin Nanyi.

After dinner, Lin Nanyi suggested going for a walk. After all, my wife had not eaten so much for a long time and could easily hurt her spleen and stomach. Taking a walk to digest food would relieve some of the pain.

Now the master's wife was very satisfied with Lin Nanyi. They walked in front, and the dean and Yan Wenzhi walked behind.

My wife has not been out for many years. When I came out this time, I stood on the steps in a daze, looking at the people coming and going, the shouts of the vendors, and the scent of the pancakes on the roadside, all reminding me.

She, she can't escape anymore. She has been escaping for more than ten years and she can't escape anymore.

Lin Nan held her hand enthusiastically, looking here and there again.

Whenever I see something that suits my wife, I will buy it for her. Although it is not expensive, it is not difficult to see that it contains a lot of thought.

After walking around, the teacher's wife had an extra step on her head, an extra purse on her waist, and the dean was carrying several boxes of snacks bought for her by Lin Nanyi.

It was getting late, so Lin Nanyi and Yan Wenzhi sent the two of them back to their house and returned to Qingxi Lane.

After saying goodbye to the dean and his wife, the two watched their carriage leave, and did not look back until it disappeared around the corner.

"Madam, it's cold, please go back."

The dean took her hand and walked to the courtyard.

The courtyard has a very nice name, Yi Fuxuan.

When they arrived at Yifuxuan, the wife said what she had been thinking about for a long time, "This child is very good and treats me very well. She is careful and knows how to observe other people's emotions. I want to adopt her as my adopted daughter."

The dean paused while pouring the tea. He knew the pain in her heart.

Sixteen years ago, when their daughter was just born, her family was almost exterminated because of one of his inappropriate words. Although they were saved in the end, their daughter, who was not yet one month old, stayed in the little one he made with his own hands.

little bed.

Such a huge blow completely defeated his wife, and she never became ill again. It was not until two years later that he brought his wife from Kyoto to Qinghe Town, far away from the place of sadness, and her health gradually improved, but the smile on her face was still getting better and better.

The number of visits gradually decreased, and Yi Fuxuan no longer came out. Sometimes he rarely saw her once for ten days.

And today is the happiest day she has had in many years.

How could he disobey her if she had such an idea? This was the first time for many years that Madam had taken the initiative to talk to him.

"I want to add her to the family tree."

"Okay!" As long as she is willing, she can do whatever she wants him to do.

"I'll tell Wen Zhi in two days. The family is still in Kyoto. I'll go back this year and confirm Yiyi's identity."

When she mentioned returning to Kyoto again, Madam rarely had any objection.

The dean secretly breathed a sigh of relief and heard his wife say, "Okay, it's getting late. Let's wash up and rest early."

After saying that, he went to bed to rest.

The dean stood there blankly. Ever since he came to Qinghe Town, she had never let him rest in Yifuxuan. What she just said... meant that he rested here?

The dean quickly took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, hugging his wife tightly in his arms, "Madam, go to sleep."

"You're dirty, come back after washing yourself."

The lady squirmed irritably in his arms, and the dean's tired voice came, "I'm so tired."

As expected, the lady immediately stopped moving, carefully snuggled into his arms and closed her eyes.

When the dean heard the even breathing coming from his arms, he exhaled heavily. His wife was finally coming out of the shadow of more than ten years.

It seems that the letter written at that time was correct.

Lin Nanyi and Yan Wenzhi returned to Qingxi Lane, and Yan Wenzhi talked about the past events of the dean and his wife.

These were also things he overheard.

The master's wife was originally the legitimate daughter of the former Taifu, and she lived a happy life after marrying the dean. However, because the dean could not see dirty things, she openly confronted people with bad intentions in the court many times, which led to their first

The newborn baby died before it was a full month old. From then on, the wife was in a state of despair and was bedridden. She came to Qinghe Town from Kyoto not long after.

Today was the first time she left the house since coming to Qinghe Town.

Lin Nanyi could actually feel that the master's wife was very kind to her, just like she was her own daughter. Perhaps, she regarded herself as a daughter who died young.
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