That night, Yuan Wanran and his wife were in the courtyard and enjoying the coolness of Yuan Wanran after listening to Hongye Yi, they thought for a while, and then sighed
Ning Wang and Hongye Auntie were dead at the beginning. Ning Wang was pretending to be Miss Cao Qi. My aunt was full of eyes. If there was no imprisonment, Ning Wang could still alienate her aunt. Maybe her aunt would not fall deeper and deeper, but they were all locked up in the palace. If Ning Wang ignored her aunt, he would be dissatisfied and her aunt would be hard to bear.
Han Yidao: It's the same if you pay attention
Yuan Wanran thought for a moment and said: Yes, King Ning will feel guilty for his aunt being imprisoned; the aunt saw that King Ning was in front of him, but she still couldn't get it.
Zhao Ye looked at Yuan Wanran under the moonlight, as usual, as he always felt that his wife's casual frown and smile was amazing, and his heart was melted when he saw her.
Therefore, he felt resentful and said: It's really tormented
If his Xiao Wanwan just treats him well, but only falls in love with her elder brother, she will have no affection for him, and she will be jealous and crazy by imagination.
Yuan Wanran said at the end: It would be great if my aunt could fall in love with someone else after she left the house. There would be no need to be a result. At least she would forget about King Ning.
Zhao Ye sighed: The fate method cannot be forced
Earlier, he heard Bi Hongye express his feelings, comfort him, packed up his painting tools and prepared to leave. A guest came. It was the first time he had come to Hongye's house and met a man surnamed Fan.
Hongye and Guanren Fan seemed to have a good relationship, so they invited him to the neighboring room of the study room.
The soft voice of the official surnamed Fan sounded intermittently in the neighboring room: ... The peace talisman I ask for for you... Get rid of illness and prolong life...
Hongye thanked him and took it, as if he had looked at the peace talisman, and asked in surprise: Is this the peace talisman of Feiyan Temple?
Zhao Ye rolled up his pencil bag and paused a little. Feiyan Temple was built on a high mountain rock wall. The mountain road leading from the foot of the mountain to the temple was long and could not be used for transportation by carriages and horses. He had to climb on foot.
From the date of the last visit by Guanren Fan, he rushed to ask for peace and then returned.
Official Fan said: I will go to Feiyan Temple to worship Buddha, and ask for talismans by the way, don’t take it to heart
...You treat me very well, really well. Hongye's speech is very gentle, very guilty, and there is no joy...
The matter on the other end of the Hongye is a foregone conclusion, and Yuan Wanran and his wife can't help but say too much, so let's put it aside for the other end of the Yide Emperor. Zhao Ye planned to accept more commissions for calligraphy and painting to prevent himself from being idle.
Yuan Wanran asked: Ah, this is good, and the emperor is justified and unrighteous.
No, it will be unlucky
Huh?
He said: Suddenly, it seems deliberate to cut off contact with that bad guy. It would be better for me to say that my itinerary was there. It was full and I promised to see him once or twice. He would not suspect that I was deliberately neglecting and alienating. Instead, I felt that I took the time to meet him in my busy schedule. This is similar to doing business. If you raise the price to ten and then give a discount of one or two percent, the buyer would not think the price was high, and he would think he was cheaper and would be more willing to make a deal.
Well, Yuan Wanran nodded and said seriously: I will also pray to the Bodhisattvas and Gods and Buddhas more, begging them to bless Emperor Yide to add children as soon as possible, teach them to get stuck, and to restore our family's tranquility.
Zhao Ye said: If you ask for a child for that bad guy, don’t you ask for our family?
Ah, this... When it comes to having children, Yuan Wanran's ear roots are slightly burned
Zhao Ye touched her head and said with a smile: I'm joking, Zixi is here to go. It's enough for me and my elder brother to have you.
Yuan Wanran thoughtfully and said: In the embroidery workshop, the embroidery girl who was the same year as me, is a mother.
Han Yidao: You are you, you don’t have to follow others’ steps
Yuan Wanran said: It’s not that I want to follow the crowd, but in the past... Well, in the past, I often didn’t have a correct period for monthly letters, and it took only one or two years to get pregnant now. Will something go wrong?
Han Yi said seriously: Then you should look for the doctor. It doesn’t matter whether you are alive or not. Your health is important. Maybe you have been tragic since childhood and you have lost your vitality. You don’t know the root cause of the disease. You can strengthen your foundation and replenish your body as soon as possible.
The three agreed to find a gynecologist. As for the date, Japan and South Korea will be on duty in the camp tomorrow, so they agreed to wait for him to return home the afternoon after tomorrow, and the two brothers accompanied Yuan Wanran to seek medical treatment.
Zhao Ye said to Yuan Wanran: The day after tomorrow, I went to the portrait of the west city and heard that a new dried fruit shop was opened nearby. The north and south fruit candied fruits are good. I bought some and if you have to take medicine, I will take the candied fruits.
Yes, Yuan Wanran responded, and took her eyes slightly to Han Yi. He picked up the cold water on the side and drank it all.
There was also sour plum soup on the table. Zhao Ye specially prepared for Yuan Wanran that he and Han Yi and his brothers didn't like sweets. Zhao Ye occasionally drank sour plum soup to cool off the heat. Han Yi only drank mint mung bean soup that didn't add much sugar.
Yuan Wanran asked Han Yi casually: Husband, have you never touched sweet soup?
Well, Han Yi responded and suddenly remembered something, saying: Grape photography is an exception
Yuan Wanran heard the novel name and asked: What is that?
My mother's best-known vegetable and grape slurry is served in a transparent crystal bottle, which reveals a dark purple color, which looks very beautiful. My mother only cooks it once a year, and it is rare to have a chance. I will eat a few cups.
Yuan Wanran had an idea and asked: How to do it in Shelibai?
Han Yi searched for memory and said: Pick unripe grapes, mash them and filter them, put the pulp into the pot and cook them slowly. Do not use a copper iron pot to boil the pulp until it is thick. Add appropriate amount of refined honey, sandalwood, dragon brain and musk
So far, I didn't say it anymore
Yuan Wanran asked: What’s next?
As she thought, the Han family was once the richest man in Sangjin. This grape seed is not only the best dish of the mistress of the richest man's family, but also uses precious spices such as sandalwood, dragon burlap and musk. It must be a fine and time-consuming kung fu dish.
Han saw her thoughts and said: Let's put it cool and add ice, and you can eat it.
... Yuan Wanran didn't expect that the grape simplicity method was so simple. When she thought about it, she felt it was reasonable.
Han Yi's mother, Yasiqi, has never been a woman who surrounds the pot and the pot. She is more willing to deal with abacus than pots, pans, needles and threads. She wants to choose simple and delicious dishes to cook in the kitchen.
Yuan Wanran and the other two were in the cold until the hour of Xu, so they went into the house to rest.
That day it was Han Yi and Yuan Wanran's turn to rest. After taking a bath and cleaning, he arrived at the main landlord's room where his wife lived.
At that time, Yuan Wanran was sitting on the kang, pressing a household account book on the kang table with her left finger, and her right elbow was supported on the table, holding her palms on the cheek, her eyes closed, and her little head sometimes shook slightly.
Han Yi sat down on the edge of the kang beside Yuan Wanran, gently stroked her back, and called out softly: Wanwan, if you are sleepy, go to bed and place it.
Yuan Wanran opened her sleepy eyes and said: Well... I want to reconcile the accounts...
If you don’t argue about the reconciliation, won’t you be at home tomorrow or the next day?
Yesterday, an embroidery room in the embroidery workshop collapsed a lot. Fortunately, the incident happened at night and no one was in the room.
The manager is cautious and ask the craftsmen to come and check all the roofs of the embroidered houses. The craftsmen said that the tiles of the embroidered houses are partially loose, so it is best to reorganize them.
Due to the roof renovation, the embroiderers will have a vacation in the next two days
Han Yi advised: Let's go to bed first
Yuan Wanran rubbed her eyes and said no
Han Yi got his wife agreed, gently helped her out of the kang, and picked her up.
Yuan Wanran leaned against her husband, hooked her neck with one hand, and was already placed on the bed, but she still couldn't let go.
Han Yi called out: A Wan?
Holding him for a while, Yuan Wanran closed her eyes and hooked her husband's neck, and then leaned on him.
Somehow, Han Yi was very comfortable to hold him tonight, but she didn't want to let go at once.
When Han heard his wife begging her, he rubbed her against her, like a cat who was eager for warm sunshine in winter, and suddenly felt soft-hearted.
He smiled silently and said: It's okay to hold it for as long as you want
He kissed Yuan Wanran's forehead lightly, held the man and turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, bowed his head and hummed the song on the grassland to his wife who was sitting on his thighs.
Yuan Wanran closed her eyes and listened to her husband's sing, laughing
It seemed like she was coaxing the baby to sleep... She thought, but she still felt comfortable and at ease with Han Yi's flexible and strong mind, letting his low tone and simple songs ironed his eardrums.
She just hugged Han Yi like this, falling asleep sweetly while his gentle humming...
Ning Wang and Hongye Auntie were dead at the beginning. Ning Wang was pretending to be Miss Cao Qi. My aunt was full of eyes. If there was no imprisonment, Ning Wang could still alienate her aunt. Maybe her aunt would not fall deeper and deeper, but they were all locked up in the palace. If Ning Wang ignored her aunt, he would be dissatisfied and her aunt would be hard to bear.
Han Yidao: It's the same if you pay attention
Yuan Wanran thought for a moment and said: Yes, King Ning will feel guilty for his aunt being imprisoned; the aunt saw that King Ning was in front of him, but she still couldn't get it.
Zhao Ye looked at Yuan Wanran under the moonlight, as usual, as he always felt that his wife's casual frown and smile was amazing, and his heart was melted when he saw her.
Therefore, he felt resentful and said: It's really tormented
If his Xiao Wanwan just treats him well, but only falls in love with her elder brother, she will have no affection for him, and she will be jealous and crazy by imagination.
Yuan Wanran said at the end: It would be great if my aunt could fall in love with someone else after she left the house. There would be no need to be a result. At least she would forget about King Ning.
Zhao Ye sighed: The fate method cannot be forced
Earlier, he heard Bi Hongye express his feelings, comfort him, packed up his painting tools and prepared to leave. A guest came. It was the first time he had come to Hongye's house and met a man surnamed Fan.
Hongye and Guanren Fan seemed to have a good relationship, so they invited him to the neighboring room of the study room.
The soft voice of the official surnamed Fan sounded intermittently in the neighboring room: ... The peace talisman I ask for for you... Get rid of illness and prolong life...
Hongye thanked him and took it, as if he had looked at the peace talisman, and asked in surprise: Is this the peace talisman of Feiyan Temple?
Zhao Ye rolled up his pencil bag and paused a little. Feiyan Temple was built on a high mountain rock wall. The mountain road leading from the foot of the mountain to the temple was long and could not be used for transportation by carriages and horses. He had to climb on foot.
From the date of the last visit by Guanren Fan, he rushed to ask for peace and then returned.
Official Fan said: I will go to Feiyan Temple to worship Buddha, and ask for talismans by the way, don’t take it to heart
...You treat me very well, really well. Hongye's speech is very gentle, very guilty, and there is no joy...
The matter on the other end of the Hongye is a foregone conclusion, and Yuan Wanran and his wife can't help but say too much, so let's put it aside for the other end of the Yide Emperor. Zhao Ye planned to accept more commissions for calligraphy and painting to prevent himself from being idle.
Yuan Wanran asked: Ah, this is good, and the emperor is justified and unrighteous.
No, it will be unlucky
Huh?
He said: Suddenly, it seems deliberate to cut off contact with that bad guy. It would be better for me to say that my itinerary was there. It was full and I promised to see him once or twice. He would not suspect that I was deliberately neglecting and alienating. Instead, I felt that I took the time to meet him in my busy schedule. This is similar to doing business. If you raise the price to ten and then give a discount of one or two percent, the buyer would not think the price was high, and he would think he was cheaper and would be more willing to make a deal.
Well, Yuan Wanran nodded and said seriously: I will also pray to the Bodhisattvas and Gods and Buddhas more, begging them to bless Emperor Yide to add children as soon as possible, teach them to get stuck, and to restore our family's tranquility.
Zhao Ye said: If you ask for a child for that bad guy, don’t you ask for our family?
Ah, this... When it comes to having children, Yuan Wanran's ear roots are slightly burned
Zhao Ye touched her head and said with a smile: I'm joking, Zixi is here to go. It's enough for me and my elder brother to have you.
Yuan Wanran thoughtfully and said: In the embroidery workshop, the embroidery girl who was the same year as me, is a mother.
Han Yidao: You are you, you don’t have to follow others’ steps
Yuan Wanran said: It’s not that I want to follow the crowd, but in the past... Well, in the past, I often didn’t have a correct period for monthly letters, and it took only one or two years to get pregnant now. Will something go wrong?
Han Yi said seriously: Then you should look for the doctor. It doesn’t matter whether you are alive or not. Your health is important. Maybe you have been tragic since childhood and you have lost your vitality. You don’t know the root cause of the disease. You can strengthen your foundation and replenish your body as soon as possible.
The three agreed to find a gynecologist. As for the date, Japan and South Korea will be on duty in the camp tomorrow, so they agreed to wait for him to return home the afternoon after tomorrow, and the two brothers accompanied Yuan Wanran to seek medical treatment.
Zhao Ye said to Yuan Wanran: The day after tomorrow, I went to the portrait of the west city and heard that a new dried fruit shop was opened nearby. The north and south fruit candied fruits are good. I bought some and if you have to take medicine, I will take the candied fruits.
Yes, Yuan Wanran responded, and took her eyes slightly to Han Yi. He picked up the cold water on the side and drank it all.
There was also sour plum soup on the table. Zhao Ye specially prepared for Yuan Wanran that he and Han Yi and his brothers didn't like sweets. Zhao Ye occasionally drank sour plum soup to cool off the heat. Han Yi only drank mint mung bean soup that didn't add much sugar.
Yuan Wanran asked Han Yi casually: Husband, have you never touched sweet soup?
Well, Han Yi responded and suddenly remembered something, saying: Grape photography is an exception
Yuan Wanran heard the novel name and asked: What is that?
My mother's best-known vegetable and grape slurry is served in a transparent crystal bottle, which reveals a dark purple color, which looks very beautiful. My mother only cooks it once a year, and it is rare to have a chance. I will eat a few cups.
Yuan Wanran had an idea and asked: How to do it in Shelibai?
Han Yi searched for memory and said: Pick unripe grapes, mash them and filter them, put the pulp into the pot and cook them slowly. Do not use a copper iron pot to boil the pulp until it is thick. Add appropriate amount of refined honey, sandalwood, dragon brain and musk
So far, I didn't say it anymore
Yuan Wanran asked: What’s next?
As she thought, the Han family was once the richest man in Sangjin. This grape seed is not only the best dish of the mistress of the richest man's family, but also uses precious spices such as sandalwood, dragon burlap and musk. It must be a fine and time-consuming kung fu dish.
Han saw her thoughts and said: Let's put it cool and add ice, and you can eat it.
... Yuan Wanran didn't expect that the grape simplicity method was so simple. When she thought about it, she felt it was reasonable.
Han Yi's mother, Yasiqi, has never been a woman who surrounds the pot and the pot. She is more willing to deal with abacus than pots, pans, needles and threads. She wants to choose simple and delicious dishes to cook in the kitchen.
Yuan Wanran and the other two were in the cold until the hour of Xu, so they went into the house to rest.
That day it was Han Yi and Yuan Wanran's turn to rest. After taking a bath and cleaning, he arrived at the main landlord's room where his wife lived.
At that time, Yuan Wanran was sitting on the kang, pressing a household account book on the kang table with her left finger, and her right elbow was supported on the table, holding her palms on the cheek, her eyes closed, and her little head sometimes shook slightly.
Han Yi sat down on the edge of the kang beside Yuan Wanran, gently stroked her back, and called out softly: Wanwan, if you are sleepy, go to bed and place it.
Yuan Wanran opened her sleepy eyes and said: Well... I want to reconcile the accounts...
If you don’t argue about the reconciliation, won’t you be at home tomorrow or the next day?
Yesterday, an embroidery room in the embroidery workshop collapsed a lot. Fortunately, the incident happened at night and no one was in the room.
The manager is cautious and ask the craftsmen to come and check all the roofs of the embroidered houses. The craftsmen said that the tiles of the embroidered houses are partially loose, so it is best to reorganize them.
Due to the roof renovation, the embroiderers will have a vacation in the next two days
Han Yi advised: Let's go to bed first
Yuan Wanran rubbed her eyes and said no
Han Yi got his wife agreed, gently helped her out of the kang, and picked her up.
Yuan Wanran leaned against her husband, hooked her neck with one hand, and was already placed on the bed, but she still couldn't let go.
Han Yi called out: A Wan?
Holding him for a while, Yuan Wanran closed her eyes and hooked her husband's neck, and then leaned on him.
Somehow, Han Yi was very comfortable to hold him tonight, but she didn't want to let go at once.
When Han heard his wife begging her, he rubbed her against her, like a cat who was eager for warm sunshine in winter, and suddenly felt soft-hearted.
He smiled silently and said: It's okay to hold it for as long as you want
He kissed Yuan Wanran's forehead lightly, held the man and turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, bowed his head and hummed the song on the grassland to his wife who was sitting on his thighs.
Yuan Wanran closed her eyes and listened to her husband's sing, laughing
It seemed like she was coaxing the baby to sleep... She thought, but she still felt comfortable and at ease with Han Yi's flexible and strong mind, letting his low tone and simple songs ironed his eardrums.
She just hugged Han Yi like this, falling asleep sweetly while his gentle humming...
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