Chapter 96: Good deeds done (third update)

Rong Xuan was still out of breath and speechless, so he could only stare at her, the ends of his eyes were reddish and his eyes were very cold.

Nalanjing saw the bloody tooth marks on his neck, and she woke up more than half of the time. She lit an oil lamp in the room, and the blood marks were dazzling. She vaguely knew that she had done something good.

Nalanjing hurriedly leaned forward, blew gently towards the row of blood-stained tooth marks, and explained: "Husband, does it hurt? I was dreaming..."

Before she could finish speaking, Rong Xuan pulled her away again and pushed her inside, breathing even harder.

Nalanjing looked at his ears that were flushed because of her blowing, and then he realized what he was doing, covering his hands with the quilt and stopped moving.

The New Year is getting closer and Nalanjing wants to stock up on some New Year goods. The college has already suspended classes, so Rong Yurongqian accompanies her to the market.

Rong Qian wanted to speak several times but stopped.

Nalan Jing asked a few more questions and found out that in previous years they would go back to Youzhou to worship their ancestors in November, and then return to Beijing after the New Year.

Occasionally, Rong Xuan could not leave because of official duties, so he would return to Youzhou at another time. Especially after their parents died in the line of duty, they would go back to Youzhou every year to pay their respects.

Rong Qian was carrying a bag of rice and sighed: "Something happened to my eldest brother this year. Our home in Beijing was raided. We have no shame in going back..."

Rong Yu frowned and said nothing, looking downcast.

"Sister-in-law, we are here, do we want to buy pork to make bacon?" Rong Qian looked at the pork stall in front and asked.

Nalanjing came back to his senses after thinking about it and said, "Let's buy some food for the next two days first."

Although Rong Qian wondered why she didn't make bacon anymore, he didn't ask any more questions and went to buy meat from the butcher.

Half a year ago, he was a young man who couldn't distinguish between grains and grains, but now he can easily distinguish the meat of various parts of the pig. The meat of the front legs is soft, the meat of the hind legs and back is hard, the pork belly can make orange Dongpo pork, the ribs are the most delicious, and the bones are the most delicious.

The soup tastes rich and fragrant.

Rong Qian ordered six ribs, two large bones, ten pounds of pork belly, and five pounds of fat.

Rong Yu was surprised: "Why did you buy so much pork belly?"

Rong Qian chuckled: "I want my sister-in-law to make orange Dongpo pork and make dumplings to eat."

The three of them went around to buy some flour and vegetables. Because it was winter, the prices of vegetables and meat were both high.

After returning home, Nalanjing began to roll out the dough, and the family gathered around to make dumplings.

Although rolling out the dough does not require a lot of effort, it does require constant kneading. A brazier was provided in the main room, and Nalanjing soon broke out in a sweat.

Rong Xuan came back from practicing martial arts in the mountains. He went in and changed into a set of clothes and came out. He naturally took the rolling pin from her hand and asked her to teach him how to roll it.

Nalanjing gave a brief talk, and Rong Xuan took the rolling pin and rolled it out smoothly. When he got proficient, the dough flew up in his hands and was cut into a thin piece of dough, which made several younger brothers dumbfounded.

Nalanjing looked on and saw that he really didn't show off his skills intentionally, but did it instinctively, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Rong Qian had an exaggerated look on his face: "Brother, we won't investigate the case anymore. We brothers can sell dumplings to support the whole family."

Rong Yu nodded in agreement: "Yes, brother, firstly, you won't make a fortune from investigating the case, secondly, it's very dangerous, and thirdly, it's easy to ransack homes. Let's sell dumplings. With my skills and face, it's hard to make money even if you don't make money."

Rong Xuan's face turned dark instantly.

Lin Xi was watching the show from the side, with a bright smile on her lips.

The eldest princess was drinking tea at the side, her usually cold expression now tinged with laughter.

Nalanjing burst out laughing, worried that Rong Yu and Rong Qian would be beaten, and said quickly: "Don't be so talkative. The dumpling wrappers are easy to dry, so hurry up and wrap them up."

The whole family went out and the dumplings were quickly made. Nalanjing cooked some soup dumplings, fished some out, made dipping sauce, and brought out a pot of bone soup, and lunch was ready.

Su Shiqin was picked up by a carriage sent by Su Shirong this morning.

Liu Yan and Landlord Liu returned to the Liu family's ancestral home two days ago because of the recent quarantine.

Only the eldest princess and Lin Xi still lived at home. They spent year after year at Qingyu Temple and did not celebrate any special New Years.

The family was satisfied with their meal. After the meal, Rong Yu and Rong Qian consciously went to wash the dishes.

Nalanjing also wanted to go to the fields to take a look.

Dahu is an upright forest guard. Even in such cold weather, he will go to the medicinal fields every day to weed and check for insects. Only when he knows that all the medicinal seedlings are safe can he go back with peace of mind.

Nalanjing brought him two bottles of strong liquor, which he also brought back from Fucheng. He and Zhou Zhoulang had one bottle each, and also brought Li Zheng a bag of tea.

Dahu didn't dare to accept it, but when he heard that Zhou Lang was also there, he couldn't refuse anymore and sent the wine to Zhou Lang's family.

He took his own bottle of tea and his father's tea home.

When he came back, Nalanjing was checking the seedlings in the field. When he saw him coming back, he smiled and said, "Brother Dahu, our family is going back to our hometown to worship our ancestors. You have to take more care of these seedlings."

Dahu is a rough guy, and he can't say too polite words, so he asked stupidly: "Which hometown does Miss Rong want to go back to? Is it far away? How long does it take to go back and forth?"

Nalanjing was really not sure. She smiled and shook her head: "I haven't been to my husband's hometown yet."

Dahu knew she was a bride and didn't ask any more questions.

Nalanjing took out five taels of silver from his sleeve and gave it to him.

Dahu was so shocked that he could no longer hold the hoe in his hand.

Nalanjing thought it was funny that the country rough guy was silly, so he suppressed his laughter and said, "These five taels of silver are your two months' wages. One tael of silver is worth two hundred wen, and the remaining three taels of silver is worth eight hundred."

Wen, this is the silver reward given to you."

"In the past two months, you have helped me open up a lot of wasteland, and you have weeded and caught insects and watered the fields every day. These are not the jobs of a forest guard, but you have done them all, and I deserve to reward you with a silver reward."

Dahu didn't accept the money, his face turned red and he said: "Weeding, catching insects and watering water are not worth more than three taels of silver. Five taels of silver is not that much to work as a long-term worker for Landlord Liu for a year."

Nalanjing knew that he was stubborn, so he simply threw the silver into the air. Seeing him catching it hurriedly, he curled his lips and said, "Do it well, and I will make you rich."

The silver in Dahu's palm felt a little hot, and then he grinned: "Okay!"

At night, Nalanjing's long hair, which had been half-dried, was finally dry before she climbed into bed.

Rong Xuan was reading a book by the bedside. Zhao Fushun came back with a lot of books, and he had almost flipped through them. This one tonight was the only one he borrowed from Rong Yu.

Nalanjing climbed over him and got inside, then got closer.

Rong Xuan pulled her away again, with a very pale look on his face, which clearly said: Don't come close.

Nalanjing muttered, hugged his neck and leaned forward: "Husband, your ears are red again."

Rong Xuan couldn't help but feel his veins twitching. He put down the book in his hand, easily untied the man, pushed him inside, and covered him with a quilt.

Nalanjing thought he was a bit naive and couldn't help laughing.

(End of chapter)

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