Wei Yang walked around the Su Mansion, blackmailed her nephew, completed a task, and brought back two plates of snacks.
Before he entered the main courtyard, he ran into Yan Gui. When he saw Konggu and Youlan carrying pastries, Yan Gui understood that his wife had gone to her parents' home to bring them again. This was not the first time she had done such a thing.
Yesterday, she went back to the Su Mansion and took a fancy to a set of Su Changle's tea sets, so she asked Konggu to bring them back on a tray. The day before yesterday, she went to the Su Mansion and had nothing to do, so she brought back two pots of flowers that Su Muchen had raised.
It only took them three days to come back.
Wei Yang washed her hands excitedly, picked up a piece of crispy pastry and handed it to Yan Gui: "Try it, it tastes really good. This one is salty, and that one is sweet."
Yan Gui looked at his wife, who took a bite of sweet and a bite of crispy, and then a bite of salty. He couldn't help but frown. What a strange hobby. Isn't it boring to take a bite of sweet and a bite of salty
"Is it delicious?" Yan Gui finally couldn't help it.
"It's delicious." Wei Yang hesitated and handed the sweet pastry to Yan Gui's lips: "It's sweet, do you want to eat it?"
Yan Gui glanced at Wei Yang, then retracted his gaze, took the piece of pastry in Wei Yang's hand, and chewed it slowly. It's true that eating salty food and then eating sweet food will make you sick! He retracted his gaze and forced himself to eat the pastry in his mouth. Just after he finished eating, Wei Yang put it to his lips again: "Salty."
Yan Gui lowered his eyes and glanced at the lonely piece of cake left on the table. If not unexpected, the cake left on the table should be sweet. He wanted to refuse this cake. He liked salty food and was not averse to sweet food. But he didn't like it when he had to take a bite of salty and a bite of sweet.
Seeing Yan Gui hesitate, Wei Yang retracted her hand and happily put it into her mouth. After eating, she put the sweet one into her mouth again. Finally, she finished eating and drank the hot water that Yan Gui poured for her.
It feels so comfortable, and I feel full.
Yan Gui looked at the satisfied Wei Yang and couldn't help but wonder if he had just missed some incredible delicacy.
These days, she gets hungry easily. She is obviously full, but when she turns around, she is hungry again. Maybe she is not hungry, but greedy. She wants to eat something.
After eating a bowl of pastries, Wei Yang began to discuss with You Lan in a low voice what to eat in the evening.
Yan Gui couldn't bear to listen any longer and stood up: "Let's go for a walk in the garden to help digest the food we just ate."
Wei Yang looked at Yan Gui pitifully: "I don't want to leave, I want to sleep for a while."
As he spoke, he covered his mouth and yawned, his eyes were misty and sparkling.
Seeing Yan Gui nod, Wei Yang pushed him further and dragged his arm: "Then you stay with me."
Yan Gui came back to Beijing this time to resign. He had already submitted the letter and was waiting for the emperor's approval. If the emperor approved, he could stay at home and play with the dog and walk the bird every day.
Accompanying his wife for a nap was something Yan Gui had been looking forward to. He was free anyway, so he might as well find something to do, so he might as well have a child.
"Wife." Yan Gui took off his shoes and socks, lay on his back on the bed and stared at the ceiling and asked, "What do you think, when I retire from the army, should we live in the capital or go to the countryside to buy a house and grow crops and raise fish?"
Wei Yang leaned sideways and put her face on the soft pillow, and whispered, "Live in the capital, so I can buy whatever snacks I want."
The powerful Yan Gui could not refute this reason.