Ji Xiang also felt that Song Tong must have lost his appetite at this time, but she imagined Song Tong being heartbroken in the backyard. She felt really distressed, and she said softly: "If he doesn't want to eat, let him go."
December 16th of the first year of Tianding
The backyard of the Guangxi Governor's Yamen.
Zhou Ran discovered that Zhou Chi had been particularly energetic recently...
No, it's not spiritual, it's just special...
She couldn't tell. She always felt that Zhou Chi was different from before. In the past, Zhou Chi didn't talk much and couldn't say a few words all day long. Now, he talks several times more than before. Zhou Ran used to be particularly worried about Zhou Chi. With Chi's dull temperament, he is now a little tired of the noisy Zhou Chi.
"Sister, do we still have osmanthus wine in our wine cellar?" Zhou Chi asked Zhou Ran excitedly while eating lean meat porridge, "We don't want to use the batch of osmanthus wine that Long live the Lord sent to southern Xinjiang last time?" Are there several jars? I wasn’t at home at the time, so my brother-in-law drank them all?”
"Your brother-in-law is not used to drinking sweet osmanthus wine." Zhou Ran rolled his eyes at him, rolled up a duck meat roll for him and handed it over, saying, "Why did you remember that the osmanthus wine is here? It's just you. With this level of drinking, why are you still craving for wine?”
"What's wrong with me being greedy for wine? Who said that people with a small amount of wine can't be greedy for wine?" Zhou Chi chuckled, and while eating duck meat rolls, he said to Zhou Ran, "Even if I can't, shouldn't I?" Can’t you invite your friends to drink?”
Zhou Ran's fingers trembled, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Zhou Chi: "What kind of friend? Reminds you of such precious osmanthus wine?"
"It's just... I'm a very good friend." Zhou Chi was a little shy. He wanted to tell Zhou Ran about him and Lu Zhicheng, but he couldn't open his mouth. But he really couldn't hold it in anymore. Today Taking advantage of Liu Changsheng's absence, he still spoke in a whiny voice.
Special friend
What kind of special friend could make Zhou Chi so shy
Zhou Ran was not stupid. He was so busy that he put down his chopsticks and asked: "Have you found your lover? Zhou Chi, you can't hide this from me! Say it! Say it! Where are you from?! How are you?" What? Say it quickly!”
"Sister!" Zhou Chi's face turned red. Although he had already made up his mind, he was still very awkward at this time. While stirring the lean meat porridge, he whispered after a long time, "He is from the capital." , the person... is very good, he is a soldier."
"Oh," Zhou Ran had guessed early on that Zhou Chi's lover must be a man, but now hearing that he said he was a soldier, she still felt a little disappointed. She lowered her head and ate a chopstick of sour bamboo shoots, and suddenly His eyes widened, "What did you say?! He is from the capital?! He is actually from the capital?!"
Zhou Chi was startled by Zhou Ran, and he stuttered: "Yes, from Beijing... from the capital, why can't it be from the capital?"
"Didn't you say you won't go to the capital? Didn't you also express your intention to stay in southern Xinjiang for the rest of your life?" Zhou Ran was anxious to death. When his temper got up, he became irritable, "bang bang bang" He slapped the table and yelled at Zhou Chi, "Then how can you still find someone from the capital?! Do you know how to count?! How will you live in the future? Just rely on Hongyan to pass the book?!"
"But he... has already come to Southern Xinjiang. He will stay in Southern Xinjiang from now on and will never return to the capital." Zhou Chi shrank his neck and muttered quietly. Zhou Ran hadn't gotten angry for a long time. This was so sudden. The ground is on fire, it's really scary.