The next day, it was dawn.
There was a knock on Xu Wanning's door.
On the third knock, the door opened.
Qingxing was still yawning: "Who is it? It's so early." Seeing Cui Lu, she hurriedly asked: "Master Hou, why are you here?"
"Where is Xu Wanning?" Cui Lu had a cold face.
Qingxing was mentally prepared and answered simply: "The young lady is reading a book."
Cui Lu stood in the yard, "Let her come out to see me."
He still remembers the rules.
Xu Wanning came soon, "Father, you are here."
Cui Lu looked at her coldly, "If I don't come, you will turn the Marquis Mansion upside down."
Xu Wanning was stunned: "Father, I'm on Zhuangzi. What does Houfu Fantian have to do with me?"
Cui Lu wanted to say that you shouldn't pretend to be confused because you understand, but that's not possible in this Zhuangzi. "Why don't you go back home?"
Xu Wanning said aggrievedly: "Father, you didn't let me go back home."
"When did I tell you not to return home?"
"That's what Steward Chen said!" Xu Wanning pointed at Chen Ming who had just come in and said, "I was going back home after planting cotton, but he said that the Marquis gave the order, saying that I was not allowed to leave until you came back. Steward Chen , is this what you said?"
Chen Ming, who was shot when he arrived, was sweating profusely: "Yes, it was Xiao Xiao who said it, but there is a reason for it!"
"I listened to my father, why was it wrong?" Xu Wanning was about to cry.
Chen Ming's head is two big.
He really didn't expect that the obedient Xu Wanning that Mrs. Hou said was selectively obedient.
The Marquis asked all the tenants to grow cotton, but the young lady refused to listen, saying that the Marquis did not tell her personally.
The Marquis asked her not to go back to the Marquis's mansion. The young lady listened, remembered the Marquis's words firmly, and carried them out to the letter.
Don’t listen to what you should hear, and remember firmly what you shouldn’t hear.
It has nothing to do with him!
Xu Wanning wiped away her tears: "Aning, I have to listen to you. If something happens to Zhuangzi and I leave without authorization, who will bear the loss?"
Cui Lu finally understood the whole story.
It turned out that it wasn't that Xu Wanning didn't listen to Du Shi, but that she listened to him too much.
But why can't her stupid brain turn around?
"You must listen to my words, and you must also listen to my wife's words." Cui Lu said seriously: "Go back home!"
"Okay. Red plums and green apricots, pack your things and let's go home. Father, I'm going to pack them too." Xu Wanning happily walked inside and said as she walked: "I can finally go home. I don't know, Brother Ping. Do you think I didn’t?”
Look, Xu Wanning has wanted to go home for a long time!
Cui Lu looked at Chen Ming with a gloomy face: "How on earth did you pass the message?"
Chen Ming was so frightened that he quickly explained: "The little one was passed on in full accordance with the instructions of the Marquis."
"Hmph, what I should have done was not done, and you were too lenient in what I shouldn't have done!" Cui Lu had a cold face, and sweat broke out on Chen Ming's spine.
The Marquis was blaming him for not doing things well and for being too lenient.
Fortunately, someone came to his rescue.
"Dad, why are you here?" Chen Mianmian came gracefully in a goose-yellow dress. Her pretty face was like a jasmine in spring, blooming lushly on someone's heart.
Seeing Chen Mianmian, my heart that had calmed down jumped again.
It was a surge in my heart that I hadn't felt in a long time.
Cui Lu knew that this feeling was called heartbeat.
Chen Mianmian seemed to have just seen Cui Lu, and she quickly said, "Mianmian has met Mr. Hou."
Mianmian, mianmian...
Mianmian was wondering when the Marquis would come.
Cui Lu looked at Chen Mianmian, his voice softened a bit: "Why are you here?"
Chen Mianmian lifted the food box in her hand and said delicately: "I made an appointment with the young lady yesterday to have breakfast with her. I just made it."
Chen Ming was a little surprised.
When did the relationship between Mianmian and the young lady become so harmonious?
Why hasn't he seen it?
Xu Wanning walked out, "Mianmian, I'm so sorry. I have to go back home, so I can't have breakfast with you."
The beautiful eyes that looked forward to the glory suddenly dimmed, and the flower-like face was filled with disappointment, "I'm leaving so soon..."
She quickly looked up at Cui Lu again.
Cui Lu was also looking at her.
When the two looked at each other, Chen Mianmian's face turned red and she quickly lowered her head.
She already admired Cui Lu in her heart, and she couldn't pretend to be so shy.
Cui Lu's blood surged into his heart again.
"There's no rush at this moment. Since it was made by Mianmian himself, just eat it and leave." Cui Lu said with a smile.
Chen Mianmian raised her head excitedly, her almond-shaped eyes were affectionate and shy, and her eyes were as innocent as a deer in the mountains: "Well, then I'll set the meal."
She walked past Cui Lu, and she didn't know whether it was the incense she applied or the virgin body fragrance she brought with her, and it touched the tip of Cui Lu's nose. Then she looked at Chen Mianmian passing by, and she seemed to be looking at him out of the corner of her eye. The face is flushed, just like the peach blossoms in March.
Cui Lu's heart felt a little itchy again.
Chen Mianmian was like a fire that rekindled his forty-year-old heart.
He seemed to be eighteen years old again. He was still young, and his eighteen-year-old beautiful wife still admired him.
Xu Wanning stood not far away and saw Cui Lu's expression in her eyes.
Is there really a man who is devoted to a woman?
Xu Wanning believed that some people, such as Chen Wang, would die for Qing Xing.
Some people don't, like Cui Lu.
Although Cui Lu did not have a concubine, it did not mean that he had not had such thoughts.
When Du was pregnant, if Cui Lu hadn't had thoughts of her own, how could Aunt Qiu and Aunt Dong have thoughts that she shouldn't have?
When a man loves a woman, a slap in the face won't make a difference.
When Du found out, he took action, crushing Cui Lu's mind.
Cui Lu had just gotten married to Mrs. Du, and at the time when their relationship was strong, he allowed the beautiful lady to crush his thoughts.
In addition, Mrs. Du was able to please Cui Lu and had an extremely beautiful face. It was normal for Cui Lu to be devoted to Mrs. Du and not have any concubines.
But love is the most unreliable thing in the world. Love will fade over time.
No matter how beautiful Du is, she is still old.
She couldn't compare to the eighteen-year-old Chen Mianmian, and she couldn't capture the man's heart that would love him even when he was eighty.
But Cui Lu is the Marquis after all. He has never seen many beautiful young women. How could he be attracted to a just beautiful peasant girl?
Then Xu Wanning tried to find a way to make him fall in love with Chen Mianmian.
It's good to have a brother who is a doctor. No matter what she wants, Xu Jia will get it for her.
She just asked Chen Mianmian to add a little aphrodisiac powder to the Dahongpao last night.
Just a little bit can make your heart beat faster and your cheeks feel hot.
Then he asked Chen Mianmian to do some imaginative actions and say a few words that made people imagine, Cui Lu thought that he had a different feeling for Chen Mianmian.
Being able to have different emotions is the beginning of success.
Xu Wanning struck while the iron was hot and arranged this meeting again.
Chen Mianmian gave Cui Lu a bowl of porridge with her own hands: "Master Hou, I made this with my own hands. You can try it."
Cui Lu smelled the aroma and said, "This is raw beef porridge. You..." How did she know that his favorite drink was raw beef porridge?
No, how could she not know? She wasn't treating herself...
Cui Lu glanced at Chen Mianmian again, his deer-like pure and cute eyes staring at him nervously, "Master Hou, isn't it delicious?"
Cui Lu didn't care whether it was hot or not and took a big bite.
“It’s delicious, very delicious.”
It’s been many years since I’ve had such delicious raw beef porridge.
Cui Lu ate the porridge with big mouthfuls, his thoughts racing.
No one knew that what he ate was porridge, but what entered his heart was the person who made the porridge.
I will go back home soon, and I will never have such delicious raw beef porridge again.
"Father, I would like to bring Mianmian into the house to stay with me for a few days, okay?" Xu Wanning put down the bowl and chopsticks and asked with a smile.
