"My aunt heard that the pork elbow from a century-old restaurant in Luocheng is well made. Qing'er, can you buy one for my aunt?"

Jiang Yuerou looked at Jiang Qingshang with a smile.

Jiang Qingshang knew that this was the master who wanted to help him get rid of himself and communicate with his husband alone.

"Master, that pork elbow is actually not very delicious..." Jiang Qingshang stuttered.

You can't leave.

Although I believe that the master will not expose his identity.

But what if the master says something else that makes the husband feel very embarrassed?

Jiang Qingshang didn't believe that Lin Xun would leave him because of any profit, and also believed that Jiang Yuerou would not do so.

However, if the master persuades his husband from another perspective.

Finally, when the master left, my husband came to the evening, "Qing'er, your aunt told me that I can't delay you. For your own good and for your future, let's separate."

If this is the case, what should I do?

"It's okay, Qing'er, the pork elbow made in that family is naturally not as delicious as you did with your wife."

Looking at Jiang Qingshang's frown, Lin Xun held Jiang Qingshang's little hand.

"But that pig elbow is OK, my husband, I want to eat it too. Qing'er will buy two of them back."

Lin Xun naturally knew that his aunt wanted to talk to him alone, but Qing'er was worried.

But Lin Xun felt that he was righteous and could withstand the inquiries of his elders.

Besides, I have no other hobbies except listening to music at the railings, and I really just listen to music!

At most, take a look at dancing!

"Husband..." Jiang Qingshang's eyes were still a little worried.

"It's okay." Lin Xun rubbed his wife's head and whispered, "I'll treat my aunt."

Looking at the two of them looking at each other warmly and happily, Jiang Yuerou felt that she had nothing to eat, but her stomach was full.

Jiang Yuerou even had the urge to set a fire and burn something!

Of course, the one I want to burn is also the stinky man who abducted his disciples! He was reluctant to burn his clothes.

"Well, I know."

Listen to Jiang Qing’s small things and Lin Xun’s big things, of course, besides taking a concubine.

In fact, Jiang Qingshang felt that she was really reasonable. As a man, she would not be able to take a concubine. How could she not let her husband take a concubine?

But the family has family rules. If other women want to enter the Lin family, there is only one condition, that is, they will beat themselves before talking.

However, there is no need to tell my husband about this condition for the time being.

Moreover, since the marriage was a year ago, everything that happened at home was a "small thing", and everything I heard of Jiang Qingshang.

"That husband, aunt, Qing'er is out first."

"Well, be careful on the road."

Although he was still a little worried, Jiang Qingshang decided that if it really came to that time, he would show up with his husband! Then he would run away with his husband directly!

Go to a place that no one can find.

Anyway, it is enough to have a husband in this life.

Anyway, my husband will never leave him in his life.

......

The gate of the courtyard was slowly closed, and in the courtyard, there were only Lin Xun and Jiang Yuerou.

At this time, Jiang Yuerou slowly looked at the courtyard.

This disciple was trained in the mortal world, but ended up being in a place where he could hardly escape from it.

The yard is not big, it belongs to the ordinary yard, one peach tree and one sycamore tree. Since it is winter, both trees are bare.

There is a small flower bed in the yard, where some easy-to-care plain winter flowers are planted in the flower bed.

There is nothing other valuable in the yard, clean, tidy, and a little warm. This is Jiang Yuerou’s impression of this yard.

If the only thing that is not satisfied with is the books that have fallen in the courtyard.

These books are scattered in a mess in the yard, and Jiang Yuerou, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, feels itchy.

What's going on with this kid?

How can books be put out randomly?

Shouldn't it be arranged neatly?

Ahhhh!!! I really want to put these books neatly!

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yuerou's chest was fluctuating violently. With great willpower, Jiang Yuerou took her gaze from those books.

Similarly, Lin Xun noticed that Jiang Yuerou saw those "alienable" books and magazines, and the corners of her mouth had already curled up in Lin Xun's heart.

Seeing these randomly placed books, my scholarly personality is probably not already established in my aunt's heart.

Now my aunt is definitely more satisfied with me!

"Young Master Lin..." Jiang Yuerou looked at Lin Xun with a smile, and the image of "losing things everywhere" was already engraved in Jiang Yuerou's heart.

Even Jiang Yuerou thought to herself.

If Lin Pei is his Taoist partner, he must train him into a good habit of "tidying up casually and never throwing it around"!

"Aunt Jiang just needs to call me Xiao Pei." Lin Xun poured a cup of tea for Jiang Yuerou, with a gentle smile and a gentle speech like spring breeze.

"Well, then I'll call you Xiao Pei." Jiang Yuerou smiled with a bent eyes.

To be honest, Jiang Yuerou called a person who was over 2,000 years younger than her as a "private son", and Jiang Yuerou felt very distorted.

"I'm so happy." Lin Xunhui smiled, but soon stopped looking at Jiang Yuerou.

As for the reasons.

[Everyone scolds Cao thief, but everyone wants to become Cao thief. But at least, Lin Xun feels that he is definitely not Cao thief!]

"Xiao Pei, how did you meet Qing'er?" Jiang Yuerou was a little satisfied with Lin Xun's innocence. At least this shows that although she is over two thousand years old, she is still young and beautiful!

So why did I become an aunt?

Damn it! Lin Xun! Don’t let me meet you again!

"It was a summer day." Lin Xun spoke slowly, his eyes gradually softening, "It was Qing'er who saved me."

"Qing'er saved you?" Jiang Yuerou was a little surprised.

Jiang Yuerou didn't know much about Qing'er's husband, and the only information he collected was that he had appeared in Luocheng for the past two years of teaching.

"Yes."

Lin Xun filled Jiang Yuerou with tea.

"That summer day, I was seriously injured and dragged my broken body. I walked like a walking corpse, and finally fell in front of Qing'er's yard.

When I woke up, what I saw was Qing'er's face.

Qing'er was very clumsy at that time. She would make herself very fumigated when boiling a pot of medicine. Her little face seemed to be scratched by a charcoal brush, and was smeared by the charcoal.

But Qing'er didn't complain, and she was suffering from the soup for me, a stranger.

Although Qing'er's tone was very rude every time, she said, "I'm the first time decorating a man's medicine, drink it well, otherwise I won't let you go if you die."

But I know that this is the little stingy girl.

At that time, I made up my mind secretly!
Chapter completed!