"Then I want to go to Yuelao Temple tomorrow." Fang Zhenli lowered her eyebrows and whispered.
"Okay, let's go to Yuelao Temple tomorrow," Zheng Zuoyang nodded in agreement, then hurriedly brought the basin over, took off Fang's shoes and socks, and washed Fang's feet, "but now you have to listen to me. ”
"What do you want to hear?" Fang stared at the top of his head and asked in a low voice.
"Have a good sleep." Zheng Zuoyang wiped Fang's feet and hugged Fang to sleep. While covering Fang with a quilt, he leaned down and kissed Fang's forehead again, "I still have to make a baby." Sweet dreams.”
"Okay." Fang agreed with a blushing face and closed her eyes.
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next day
Xishan Yuelao Temple.
Not many people came to Yuelao Temple during the Dragon Boat Festival, except for Zheng Zuoyang and Fang, there were only a few people.
"Be careful where you step," Zheng Zuoyang helped Fang's carriage and held Fang's shoulders as they went up the mountain together. Zheng Zuoyang looked at Fang's side face and said softly, "If you are tired, just say something. We have plenty of time. Not in a hurry."
"Okay," Mrs. Fang was really embarrassed to be hugged by Zheng Zuoyang like this. She and Zheng Zuoyang had been married for some years, but she didn't go out easily, so this was the first time that they had been together so openly. She always felt like they were together. Everyone stared at them, Fang lowered his head and whispered, "Don't keep supporting me, I can walk by myself."
"No, I'm not worried. I'm about to go up the mountain." Zheng Zuoyang didn't even want to refuse.
"Everyone else is watching..." Fang said with a blush.
"Let them see," Zheng Zuoyang hugged Fang even tighter, with a look of undisguised pride on his face, "let them be jealous."
"Bah! What a shameless statement!" Madam Fang spat at him, but she couldn't help but curl up the corner of her mouth. She looked at the maltose seller on the roadside and turned to Zheng Zuoyang and said, "Don't forget to buy some for Shixiu to take back when you go down the mountain. , He loves maltose the most.”
"Yes, that boy's eyes lit up as soon as he saw the maltose." Zheng Zuoyang couldn't help but laugh when he thought of little Shixiu's greedy appearance, and complained at the same time, "Just now Shixiu was clamoring to come, but you insisted on letting him go. Now let's say Maybe he’s still crying at home.”
"I don't want to take him with me today," Mrs. Fang pursed her lips, smiled, paused, and whispered, "Today, I just want to spend time with you."
"Okay, let's just stay together today." Zheng Zuoyang said softly.
Mrs. Fang was pregnant, so they walked slowly and rested twice on the way. It took more than half an hour to reach the Yuelao Temple on the top of the mountain. There was an incense stall in front of the Yuelao Temple.
"Zuoyang, let's go get the incense stick," Mrs. Fang said to Zheng Zuoyang. While pulling Zheng Zuoyang toward the stall, she whispered, "I want the biggest incense stick."
Fang's voice was very soft, but it still fell in Zheng Zuoyang's ears. His heart was so soft that he held Fang's hand tighter.
"Would you like to buy incense, Madam?" The old woman selling incense looked at the two of them with a smile, "The young master is handsome and calm, and the madam is beautiful and quiet. They are truly a perfect match."
"Well said," Zheng Zuoyang was obviously very happy. He took an ingot of ten taels of gold ingot from his purse and put it in his mother-in-law's hand. He said to her, "I'll give you the largest incense stick in your house. I'll give you all the remaining silver." Reward you."
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, madam!" The mother-in-law couldn't help but nodded with joy, and took a big stick of incense and sent it to Zheng Zuoyang respectfully, "Sir, please."