In fact, Su Qingluan was not unfamiliar with this room. She had "passed by" it many times. But it couldn't be said to be familiar. This was originally Mu Xingzhi's bedroom. Although the two were considered friends, in this era it was obvious that friends of the opposite sex did not visit the "bedroom" at will, so Su Qingluan never came in once.
The bed has been replaced with a bright red wedding quilt, pairs of happy words are posted on the window lattice, there are thick red candles with dragons and phoenixes on the bedside, and even the tablecloth is red.
However, the furnishings of this era did not have any too fresh styles, not to mention that as "Mu Xingzhi", there should not be any too fresh and gorgeous furniture. Su Qingluan took a glance and lost any interest, so he took it back. look.
After all, he had been hungry for most of the day and had nothing in his stomach. Su Qingluan didn't want to exercise too much to waste energy, so he took two steps to get rid of the feeling of fainting in a sedan chair and the tightness of his legs due to long-term efforts to prevent falling. After the numbness and pain subsided, she sat back on the edge of the bed again.
Then, she felt like she had achieved something solid—not yet one.
To be precise, it should feel like "a small group, a small group".
"What is it?" Su Qingluan murmured in a low voice, first opened the corner of the top bed, and then saw the falling... peanuts? And longan?
By the way, speaking of it, four kinds of dried fruits such as "jujubes, peanuts, longans, and lotus seeds" should be sprinkled on the bed to call it "curtain pressure", which means "to have a child early", right? Su Qingluan thought of this belatedly.
It's no wonder that she can't remember it. There are too many messy etiquettes today. In the future, she will only find it interesting when reading documents and books. But only after experiencing it herself will she know that these seemingly interesting etiquettes are really tiring.
But thinking about the "long-term employment payment" given by Mu Xingzhi in the name of "bride price", Su Qingluan still sighed silently: This is the agreed price, you have to be dedicated, you have to be dedicated, you have to...
She was too hungry to respect him!
When she was at home, Su Qingluan could barely replenish her energy with sugar and salt water for rehydration, but after the bumpy road, that little bit of food was long gone. There is no rehydration product here for her to drink right now. Su Qingluan touched her growling belly and turned her attention to the peanut and longan she took out from the quilt just now.
These two are not shelled. Unlike jujubes and lotus seeds, which require cleaning the surface, they can be eaten directly after peeling off the shells.
Su Qingluan couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, glanced in the direction of the door, peeled the peanut kernels out of the shell, and counted three peanuts. She listened carefully, but there was no movement.
Although she was the only one who knelt down and kowtowed for a long time when she was praying to heaven and earth. Su Qingluan was very dissatisfied that Mu Xingzhi could pretend to be sitting in a wheelchair and had inconvenience to move around. However, at this time, Mu Xingzhi's If the heavy wooden wheelchair were to come in, it would definitely be heard from a distance.
From this point of view, she was satisfied. After all, for Su Qingluan now, the world is big and stealing is the biggest thing.
Considering that the jujubes and lotus seeds needed to be washed, and the longans had seeds and tasted slimy, Su Qingluan simply opened the quilt and picked out the peanuts to eat.
As she ate, Su Qingluan sighed, whoever wants to be successful after breaking up the marriage, she only acted once, but she had to suffer so many sins. Since time traveling, except for Baoyue, who had a more difficult condition at the beginning, the rest of the time , Su Qingluan has never felt so wronged about eating.
Su Qingluan looked around at the remaining fruit cores and placed them in a drawer of the dressing table. Surrounded by a kind of jewelry, these peanut shells could be regarded as worth twice as much.
Just after pushing back the opened drawer, Su Qingluan heard movement outside the door. Su Qingluan quickly turned around to sit on the bed, only to find that because she had lifted the quilt to look for peanuts, the entire bed had been lifted. So she quickly straightened the quilt, quickly sat back on the edge of the bed, and covered herself with Hijab.
"...!" Misstep! The moment she sat down, Su Qingluan grinned: She didn't grasp the "butt point" well, and she happened to sit on a round lotus seed, and it happened to be the position of the left ischium!
As we all know, although the fat layer on the buttocks is relatively thick, the ischium is a relatively weak area relative to the fat layer. Anyone with a plump body would naturally be fine, but even if Su Qingluan was not a dry and skinny firewood pole, he still had a slender body type, so naturally he could not have an "advantage" in this regard.
As a result, her left ischium came into "close contact" with a plump and huge lotus seed, which made Su Qingluan feel pain.
But she couldn't do anything, not even move left or right, because the moment she sat down, the door to the room was pushed open from the outside.
There is no door frame in Mu Xing's house. After all, it is not convenient for wheelchairs to pass through. Su Qingluan could clearly hear the dull sound of the wheelchair rolling across the ground.
What followed was a series of tiny footsteps, and one could tell at first glance that they were not one person or two people.
Su Qingluan naturally knows this, because in addition to Songbo who is responsible for pushing the wheelchair and Xi Niang who has been responsible for all aspects, there are also some female relatives who help carry various things or help in other directions, basically taking care of a meal , and then collected them from the village.
In fact, there was originally a wedding ceremony, but everyone canceled this part in consideration of Mu Xingzhi's health.
Su Qingluan had heard all kinds of weird rumors about having a wedding ceremony before, so canceling this part was exactly what she wanted, and she was very happy to see it happen.
Su Qingluan sat and didn't dare to move, but the pain in her sitting bones was getting more and more painful. When I finally got to the point where my hijab was lifted, I still had to eat raw dumplings and drink some wine.
Different places and times have their own postures for drinking Henu wine. The one Su Qingluan encountered was different from the "drinking tool" used in later generations' "Jiaobei wine". The same gourd was cut in half and some wine was put in each. But the posture is very similar to that of later generations, that is, he passes the other person's arm with his right hand, and then puts half a scoop of wine into his mouth.
Because of this posture, the faces of Su Qingluan and Mu Xingzhi are so close that they have never been close before. They are so close that each other's slightest breath can hit each other's faces, so close that even the tiny pores on each other's faces...
kindness?
Because Su Qingluan didn't feel shy, she stared at Mu Xingzhi from beginning to end, and the other party still looked at her with a smile. But gradually, Su Qingluan noticed something was wrong on Mu Xingzhi's face.
When she was still some distance away, she only thought that the other party's face was pale and haggard, but looking at it from such a close distance, Mu Xingzhi's face...
Although she felt a little disobedient in her heart, because there were a lot of people present, she couldn't say anything, so she quickly drank the wine.
Because this movement required her upper body to move forward, Su Qingluan finally took the opportunity to slightly avoid the lotus seed that had been tormenting her.
When everyone filed out and only she and Mu Xingzhi were left, Su Qingluan finally relaxed and breathed a long sigh of relief.
