"Mrs. Wei is so polite. I not only sent a branch of tea plums like this in person, but also took Miss Su with me for a long time." Green Sweet checked the tea plums and the bottle, confirmed that there was no harmful things, and held them into the warmhouse with the bottles and flowers. "Mrs. Young Madam, isn't you just asking the gift-black guy to make up the numbers?"

"It doesn't matter if you give me a lot of money, I'm afraid you'll have any ideas you shouldn't have." The silkworm girl had a gloomy face and put five incense pieces into the incense burner. Because of An Yu's affairs, she was extremely disgusted with the women who were rushing to be concubines. "The smell of foxes made the house smell smell bad."

"Looking at how they look, you will know what they have to do. Miss Su said three words to the young city lord, and it is probably because she wants to be the young lady on the side." Hongxiao sneered contemptuously.

Song Ruoxi smiled, hugged the lead pillow, leaned against the beauty couch, and said, "She just sat with her sister-in-law. After talking for a while, you will be full of thoughts and randomly guessing people. This is not acceptable."

"Mrs. Young Madam, what they said makes sense. Mrs. Wei... She would not bring Miss Su to send any tea and plum for no reason." Ouyang sent Mrs. Wei and Su Nianjin out, turned back, heard the conversation between their master and servant, and walked in and said.

Seeing that everyone in the house looked worried, Song Ruoxi chuckled: "There is Cousin Ping'er in front of him, and Miss Li Luan'er, and everyone wants to eat this delicious big fat piece of meat from senior brother. Don't worry, I will definitely pay attention to him and will never let those vixen take it away."

When everyone heard her describe Ye Shuhua as a big fat meat, they laughed when they remembered Ye Shuhua's thin appearance.

Xiangduo said, "I think the young city lord is like a flesh bone, which makes them all compete to chew."

Song Ruoxi nodded repeatedly, "The metaphor of Xiangduo is more vivid."

The masters and servants joked and said, it was getting darker and the heavy snow had stopped for half a cup of tea, and it was getting bigger. The bitter north wind blew the snowflakes flying all over the sky, falling more and more, and the accumulation became thicker and thicker.

Ye Shuhua came in with a cold air. The room was as warm as spring. He was swelled by the heat and sneezed twice. Song Ruoxi quickly stuffed the hand warmer in his hand into his arms and said loudly: "Go and bring a bowl of ginger soup to the young city lord to remove the cold air."

Xiangxiu responded outside, waited for a while, and brought ginger soup.

Ye Shuhua drank a bowl while it was hot, and his whole body warmed up and said, "The snow has not stopped these days, and it has fallen harder every day."

"As the saying goes, light snow and heavy snow will bring you good luck in the next year." Song Ruoxi smiled.

"This is reasonable." Ye Shuhua laughed, "Is the supper ready? I'm a little hungry."

The maids brought the food, and Song Ruo brought the rice to the stream and asked, "You go to see your uncle 19 today, how is he doing?"

"The good doctor said that my uncle of the nineteenth is old and some things should be prepared. All sentient beings are suffering, life is suffering from death, and reincarnation is suffering. My uncle of the nineteenth is about to enter the six realms of reincarnation without converting to Buddhism." Ye Shuhua's tone was a hint of melancholy, but no sadness was found.

Song Ruoxi knew that he believed in Buddhism, and death was just a change of skin. She didn't have to worry about her and persuade him to be mourned by the way, and picked up a chopstick dish for him, raising the topic, "Mother prepared a gift for me to take it to my third uncle."

"It just so happens that we can take it to our third uncle tomorrow."

The next day, Ye Shuhua accompanied Song Ruoxi out of the city to meet Ji Wei.

Seeing three cars of gifts, Ji Wei said, "Xiao Xier, are you moving?"

"These gifts were not for my third uncle, but for my third aunt and three cousins." Song Ruoxi smiled.

"Oh, Xiaoxier, I am a businessman who can't get up early without profit. I don't have the gifts for me, so I won't help you with it." Ji Wei pretended to be angry and teased Song Ruoxi.

"If my third uncle doesn't help me with it, I have to work harder and send these gifts to my third aunt and three cousins ​​myself. Then I will loot a bunch of good things and come back, which will make the businessman who is not profitable and unable to get up early."

"If you want to go to Binyang with me, your aunt and three boys must be happy, but the young city lord should be anxious." Ji Wei said vibrato.

"I can go with Yingying." Ye Shuhua said the truth.

When Ji Wei heard this, he knew that Ye Shuhua was very concerned about Song Ruoxi. He smiled with satisfaction and chatted for a few words. When Ye Shuhua went to the clean room, he left the person who served the house and took out a purse from his arms and handed it to Song Ruoxi. "Xiao Xier, the third uncle is going to go back to Binyang. If you stay here alone in Dengying City, you must be careful everywhere. This is a Pisces jade pendant. You can call silver and manpower at the Ji family business. If you write a letter to Qingyuan and don't want to go to the post office, you can also ask them to send the letter to you."

"Uncle San, you are so good to be with Xi'er." Song Ruoxi held the purse and felt sore in her nose.

Ji Wei sighed lightly: "Silly girl, you are the only girl in Ji Song's family. She is born and married so far. She can't even protect her. She doesn't want anything at home. She just hopes for you in peace and health in this life."

After lunch, Ye Shuhua and Song Ruoxi bid farewell to the city. On that night, a sound of mourning came from the 19th Master's Mansion. The 19th Master failed to ease his life and died at the age of 71.

The Nineteenth Master is Ye Shuhua's uncle. Before he had given out his five clothes, Song Ruoxi changed his filial piety clothes according to the etiquette and followed Ye Shuhua to the public mansion to pay his respects.

Two days later, Ji Wei packed up his luggage, left Dengying City, and returned to Binyang.

Before the first seventh year of the 19th Master passed, news came that the snowstorm in Chenzhou was a disaster and crushed the house. Ye Shuhua was the successor of Dengyingcheng. Ye Fan intended to take on his responsibility and give him some experience and sent him to Chenzhou to provide disaster relief.

Song Ruoxi packed his luggage for him and led his maid to rummage boxes and cabinets in the room. Within a month of marriage, Ye Shuhua was going to go on a business trip. He was a little nervous and couldn't make up his mind. He looked up and asked Ouyang, "Wuhan, how many sets of clothes should I bring?"

"Although the weather is cold, the young city lord Su Xijing, the young lady, bringing three to five sets, it should be enough to change it, right?" Ouyang said this in an inquiring tone, giving opinions and respecting the master.

"Bring five sets!" Song Ruoxi folded the clothes one by one and put them into the box. After asking Ouyang's opinion, he picked a black fox fur cloak, a royal blue full-feathered satin crane, three cotton round collar brocade robe, six pairs of cotton socks, and some cold-proof medicines, which filled two large boxes.

Song Ruoxi was a meal used by one person in the evening. Ye Fan asked Ye Shuhua for something and kept him until the beginning of the hour of Hai. The locks were locked everywhere before he was released back to Dongyuan.

Song Ruoxi didn't sleep, waiting for him to come back.

"It's so late, why haven't you rested yet?" Ye Shu Chinese voice came in before they even entered the door.

Song Ruoxi put down the book in his hand, stood up to meet the door, and asked coquettishly: "I'm waiting for you to come back, won't it be okay?"

Ye Shuhua smiled and took her hand, "It's good to go back to the room and wait for me."

"I've packed up all my luggage." Song Ruoxi pointed to the box in the room, and picked up two purses on the table. "Although the entourage will carry silver, you can use some scattered silver around you for your convenience."

Ye Shuhua reached out to hug her, "You wait for me to come back at home and take good care of your health."

"I'm at home, and there are a lot of people serving you. Don't worry. If you go out to provide disaster relief, you are afraid that there will be some incomplete food, clothing, housing and transportation, but how about it?" Song Ruoxi frowned worriedly.

"I am a big man, how can I be that delicate?" Ye Shuhua laughed. "When my master and I were traveling around, we wore a monk's robe and a pair of straw shoes and walked across the mountains and rivers."

Song Ruoxi felt relieved and smiled and said, "I've forgotten this."

The next day, Song Ruoxi woke up early in the morning and tiptoed to get up. Ye Shuhua reached out to hug her, "It's still early, I'll sleep for a while."

Song Ruoxi didn't struggle, and smiled and asked, "Can we come back in early December?"

"It will take about mid-December. Once I get things done, I will rush back to spend the New Year with you." Ye Shuhua rubbed her hair and said with a smile.

"You have to keep your word."

"A gentleman promises a thousand gold."

After lying for a while, the two got up, washed and changed their clothes, had breakfast, and went to Danning House to pay their respects to their parents. The county lord Zhaoping had blood in his eyes. It was obvious that he had not slept well last night. His son finally lived at home for several months and had to separate again. As a mother, of course he couldn't bear it. After a few words, he asked Song Ruoxi how he packed his luggage.

Ye Shuhua said: "My son must take good care of his health when he is away, and the mother does not have to worry too much."

Song Ruoxi counted the things he had packed to the Lord of Zhaoping County.

"You have prepared very well, very good." County Lord Zhaoping praised with satisfaction.

"It's not too early, Shuhua, it's time for you to set off." Ye Fan urged with a serious expression.

Song Ruoxi sent Ye Shuhua out and walked to the Danning House gate. Ye Shuhua refused to let her see her off, "I'm leaving."

Song Ruoxi reached out to get the strap on his cloak and said, "Go and go early and go back early, be careful all the way."

"Don't worry." Ye Shuhua glanced at her deeply and turned around and left.

Song Ruoxi watched him step away gradually with steady steps.

The next day, the snow stopped and the chill was not reduced. Before the snow water dripped, it was frozen into icicles and hung on the eaves, long and short, thick and thin. Qiao Tao and a few small naughty guys took bamboo poles to knock on the icicles.

"If you loosen, you'll knock it down soon! Be careful to pick it up."

"Fallen off, fall off, catch it."

"Oh, didn't continue."

"You are so stupid."

Song Ruoxi copied the Diamond Sutra in the house. When he heard the buzzing noise in the yard, he put his pen and walked out. Seeing this, he was afraid that they would be hurt by the icicles and smiled and said, "You guys are not allowed to mess around. Go and put the clean snow on the branches and bamboo leaves into the urn, bury them under the apricot tree, and wait for the tea to be dug out next year."

Qiao Tao and others agreed, put down the bamboo pole and collected the clean snow, and the yard was restored to tranquility. Song Ruoxi turned back to her room to copy the Diamond Sutra. Ye Shuhua was away, and she felt a little uneasy and copied the scriptures to calm her emotions.
Chapter completed!