"How many years have passed through the autumn of the morning glory and weaving girl, how many years have passed, how many tears are left behind, and she is left with tears of regret..."

In the courtyard, Hu Jin murmured a few words, sniffed, wiped his tears, and suddenly started to laugh.

The girl named Xiaorou wiped her eyes, and tears were still rippling in her eyes. She looked up at her and asked, "Sister Hu, why are you laughing at?"

Hu Jin said angrily: "We were all deceived by Xiaoyi!"

"Ah?" The girl named Xiaorou was stunned and asked, "What's wrong with Sister Zhong?"

Hu Jin looked at the direction they left and curled his lips, "Look at her love-loving look just now, how could she feel tears of grief?"

After everyone was stunned, they suddenly realized.

Yes, although I was forced to marry by the governor, I had no choice but to throw a ball to marry.

But good fortune and misfortune, who can clearly say that she can have a handsome man who loves and protects her so much? What else can she be dissatisfied with?

Haven't you heard what the son-in-law of the Zhong family said just now?

On the Chinese Valentine's Day, people didn't attend any poetry meetings, but left them behind. The lonely man and widowed woman were drinking and writing poetry in the room. Who knew that after they got drunk, they had not done anything messy...

This poem was probably written by her when she was frustrated and lonely, but it is not suitable for the present.

Just now, she was dependent on others, and the son-in-law of the Zhong family was even more capable of protecting his wife...

Now she is in love with her husband and wife, sweet and sweet, and there is no more sorrow...

No wonder she didn't want to take out this poem just now...

Xue Yun's face turned pale and she murmured: "If this was really written by her, why didn't she take it out earlier..."

The girl named Xiaorou glanced at her and said, "Didn't you hear it just now? Sister Zhong got drunk that night..."

Xue Yun took a deep breath and said, "Even if you are drunk, you can't forget..."

"You suspect that this was not written by Xiaoyi, if it was not written by Xiaoyi..." Hu Jin looked at her and asked with a smile: "Then do you think that the song just now was written by her husband?"

Xue Yun's lips opened and she could no longer say a word.

The poem was obviously written by a woman. Moreover, whether it was the weather on that day or the mood of the day, it was very consistent with Zhongyi. Although the style was different from her usual days, many people's lyrics were changing, which did not represent anything...

Seeing Xue Yun speechless, Hu Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Ning also breathed a sigh of relief. It was too much fun and energy to find such a poem tailored for her. All the things were eaten in vain just now. Now I am so hungry...

When I went to the quiet room with Doctor Sun and Lord Fang just now, I happened to see Zhong Yi and Tang Yaoyao being surrounded.

Although he didn't know what was going on, he saw that Zhong Yi was in trouble.

He hadn't asked what happened to Zhong Yi and Tang Yaoyao, but he could guess it almost exactly.

I didn't expect that there would be such open and secret struggles among these talented women. If he hadn't happened to remember that Zhu Shuzhen had such a Chinese Valentine's poem, today's affairs would probably be a little troublesome.

"I'm in a hurry to offend, Miss Zhu, don't blame me..." Tang Ning said a few words in his heart, apologizing to Zhu Dacai from another world.

Then he let go of Zhong Yi's hand, bowed to the figures in front of him, and said, "Old Sun, Lord Fang, let you wait for a long time."

Doctor Sun waved his hands repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay..."

The man surnamed Fang looked at Zhong Yi with an admiration on his face and said, "The talented woman of the Zhong family is indeed well-deserved..."

Tang Ning looked at them and introduced: "This is Lord Fang, Doctor Sun..., you all know each other."

Tang Yaoyao and Zhong Yi greeted the two.

Tang Ning then looked at Doctor Sun and said, "I remembered some of them just now, but I forgot them for a while. It's better to go there soon..."

Doctor Sun hurriedly said, "Hurry up, hurry up..."

In the courtyard, a woman looked at the figure walking through one corridor and said in surprise: "Then, that seems to be Lord Fang..."

"Is Lord Fang the friend he mentioned?"

"Miss Zhong also went to the inner hall..."

The woman named Xue Yun watched the figures disappear, her body shaking, and her face turned paler.

At the door of a room, Doctor Sun looked at Tang Ning and said, "Brother Tang, you go in, we'll wait for you outside."

Zhong Yi and Tang Yaoyao were in another room, and the chubby little girl stood beside Tang Ning, raised her head and looked at him with a gaze.

She thought for a while and said, "Can I go in?"

The middle-aged man looked at her and said softly: "Xiaoyue, don't be rude..."

The little girl said "Oh" and lowered her head in disappointment.

Tang Ning thought for a while and nodded, "Yes."

The man surnamed Fang looked at him in surprise and said in confusion: "Young Master Tang, this..."

Tang Ning looked at him and explained: "That volume was what I remembered when I was talking to her. Perhaps, this time it would be of use."

The middle-aged man looked at Doctor Sun, touched the little girl's head, and nodded, "Since that's the case, Xiaoyue, you can go in with Mr. Tang. After entering, don't mess around."

The little girl nodded and promised, "Don't worry, I won't mess around."

She followed Tang Ning out, waited for Tang Ning to close the door, looked at him immediately, and asked expectantly: "What is the assorted pot?"

Tang Ning didn't answer, rubbed her stomach, looked at her and asked, "Is there anything to eat?"

"No." The little girl took a few steps back alertly and shook her head quickly.

Tang Ning said helplessly: "But I have nothing to eat, I am hungry, and I can't remember what a pan is."

The little girl showed a look of hesitation on her face, as if she was in the battle between heaven and man.

After a while, she took out a small bag of things from her sleeve, reluctantly handed them to Tang Ning, and said, "That's all."

After Tang Ning finished the small bread of pastries, it was still a bit too small.

He looked at the little girl and asked, "Is there any?"

The little girl shook her head repeatedly: "No more, no more."

"But I'm only half remembering..."

The little girl frowned, and after a long time, she took out another pack of things from her sleeve, gritted her teeth and handed them to Tang Ning.

After Tang Ning finished eating the pack of dried fruits, when he looked over again, before he could speak, the little girl's head shook like a rattle, and kept saying: "No more, it's really gone this time!"

Tang Ning looked at him and shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I'm full..."

The little girl finally felt relieved, breathed a long sigh of relief, took out a bag of pastries from her sleeve, pinched a piece, and put it into her mouth skillfully...

Tang Ning sat down at the table, picked up his pen, and said casually: "Your name is Xiaoyue..."

"My name is Fang Xinyue." The little girl wiped the corner of her mouth, said, and asked again: "What is a mixed pot?"

"Fang Xinyue..." Tang Ning thought for a while and asked, "Why not call Fang Manyue?"

"Why do you need to call Fang Manyue?"

"Because the full moon is fatter than the crescent moon..."

The little girl showed anger on her face and said dissatisfiedly: "I ignore you!"

After saying that, he ran out angrily.

After a while, she ran in again, ran to Tang Ning, lowered her head and pulled his sleeves, and asked in a low voice: "What is a mixed pot?"

"Assembled pot means cooking a lot of dishes in one pot..."

The little girl was stunned and murmured: "Isn't that just a stewed dish?"

Tang Ning nodded and said, "It's nothing wrong to say that."

"You lied to me!" The little girl held his arm and looked at him with grievance, "Give me my thousand-layer crisps..."

Tang Ning shook his head and said, "Don't be so stingy..."

The little girl stared at him and said, "Big liar..."

"Or what if I can teach you how to make pot buns and meat?"

"good!"

...

In another room, Tang Yaoyao looked at Zhong Yi with a gossip and asked, "Didn't you say you were playing chess that night? Why did you still drink and get drunk? By the way, what does that poem mean? Is it very powerful..."

Zhong Yi did not answer her question, and her face was terrible. After Tang Yaoyao realized it, she said with concern: "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? I'll call Dr. Sun..."

Zhong Yi grabbed her wrist and shook her head and said, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired, just take a break..."
Chapter completed!