Why is he here? Shen Wan frowned slightly. He didn't come to her courtyard for breakfast the day before yesterday. When it was time to eat today, he still hadn't come. She thought that he wouldn't come today, but she didn't expect him. It came.
Song Heng didn't care that Qiu Ju and Shen Wan had breakfast together. He walked over and asked, "What are you having for breakfast this morning?"
Don't you know how to read it yourself? Shen Wan replied in her heart and said "Small fried dough sticks, millet porridge, and small green vegetables."
Looking at the porridge and side dishes on the table, as well as the fried and golden fried dough sticks, Song Heng couldn't help but frown and said, "Why are you eating so vegetarian? What are the people in the kitchen doing?" There wasn't even a meat dish. There was a steward in this kitchen. You must have turned a deaf ear to what he said!
Shen Wan said, "It's better to have a light meal in the morning. These are all made in the small kitchen in the courtyard, no matter what happens in the big kitchen."
Song Heng didn't know that there was something wrong with her opening the small kitchen. He probably thought that someone in the kitchen looked down upon her and prepared such a simple breakfast for her!
"You opened a small kitchen?" Song Heng asked.
Shen Wan nodded and said, "There are dishes in the big kitchen, but I wasn't used to eating them, so I opened a small kitchen and asked Qiu Ju to cook them for me. Because of this, sister Qingxue even increased my monthly allowance!"
She had to say more about Lin Qingxue's good qualities in front of Song Heng. In this way, the more he liked Lin Qingxue, the better he could be with her in the future.
Sister Qingxue? Listening to her calling her so affectionately, Song Heng actually felt a little uncomfortable. In the past, she was very disgusted with Qingxue, but maybe she had amnesia, so she really looked away. She didn't mind at all anymore. , Qingxue is an ordinary wife.
He sat on the stone bench, looked sideways at Qiu Ju and said, "Qiu Ju, please serve me a bowl of porridge. Bring me a pair of chopsticks!"
"Yes" Qiu Ju responded, took down her bowls and chopsticks, and took them to the kitchen.
After a while, Qiu Ju came over with a bowl of millet porridge and a pair of chopsticks, and placed the bowl and chopsticks in front of Song Heng.
Song Heng picked up his chopsticks and picked out a fried dough stick. The fried dough stick was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was very delicious and went well with the millet porridge.
While eating this simple breakfast, Song Heng couldn't help but think of the days when he lived in the countryside. At that time, life was not rich, and you couldn't afford fried dough sticks because they consumed too much fuel. Every day, he had simple corn buns and A bowl of porridge comes with a dish of pickles, and there is always more rice in his bowl than in his wife's bowl.
While Song Heng was eating breakfast, he was nostalgic for the past, and felt full of guilt in his heart.
After breakfast, Song Heng took a few soldiers to the camp. Shen Wan and Qiu Ju started making clothes in the house. Shen Wan drew the styles of the clothes on rice paper, and then asked Qiu Ju to help make them. .
Because in the past, "Shen Wan" would sometimes draw a pattern when making clothes, so Qiu Ju didn't find it strange.
In the past, there was a very good female celebrity named "Shen Wan". She basically took care of the clothes for the two children that her mother-in-law and her husband had returned, and she made them with every stitch.
But now that the core has been changed, Shen Wan doesn't have any female beauty at all. She is the type who won't mend the clothes if they are torn. Even if she can get two stitches, it will be completely invisible if there are any places.
Qiu Ju is very handy, but she made a set of clothes in one day. Seeing that she had new clothes, Shen Wan was very satisfied. She could finally say goodbye to the clothes in the cupboard that were dull in color and style. Already.
For several days, Song Heng stayed in Qiushi Courtyard. Shen Wan was annoyed, but Lin Qingxue was anxious.
Moreover, Song Heng also ate at Qiushi Courtyard every morning, and Lin Qingxue sent her maid to cut off his beard many times, but all ended in failure.
As a result, Lin Qingxue could only meet Song Heng during dinner.
In Fuyun Pavilion, Lin Qingxue was sitting in a pavilion in the garden, gritting her teeth and wringing her hands with a handkerchief.
She heard from Grandma Wang who was next to the old woman that she told her husband that she wanted him to spend the night in her house. But it had been more than ten days, and her husband had not even set foot in her courtyard. She asked the maid to invite him to have breakfast at Fuyun Pavilion, but he refused directly and said that he would have breakfast at Qiushi Courtyard.
That damn country woman, what tricks did she use? She actually made her husband have breakfast with her every day and stay in her room every night.
Lin Qingxue couldn't figure it out, and she didn't want to understand. She knew that she couldn't wait any longer. Although she was in charge of the central government, and all the servants in the general's mansion listened to her orders, but if her husband did not love her, those What is the use of rights?
"Little madam, the eldest lady is here to see you." The voice of the maid Lulu came from behind her.
A flash of light flashed in her eyes, and suddenly a plan came to her mind. She pinched her thigh hard, and tears burst out of the pain instantly. She shrugged her shoulders, raised her hand and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a silk handkerchief. .
Song Ziyu was standing next to Luzhu. Seeing Erniang with her back turned to her, she seemed to be wiping her tears, so she hurriedly walked over.
"Er Niang, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Qingxue lowered her head and shook her head, crying, "No, it's okay."
"Er Niang, you're crying!" Song Ziyu knelt down and saw Lin Qingxue's red eyes with tears in them.