Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

"Well, that's enough, let's go back." Zhao Yue looked at the large and small oil paper bags and pottery jars, and felt very satisfied. Although this young lady Jiang came from a poor family, she was quite capable in doing things. In terms of social skills, she was only slightly inferior to her.

After being helped by Qiaoxiang, Zhao Yue, who was satisfied, got into the carriage and turned around to wave goodbye to Jiang Shangxian.

Jiang Shangxian was quite flattered when the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law communication meeting ended. Jiang Shangxian felt that he had performed quite well. Looking at the look of Xiao Cui's mother, there shouldn't be any big problems.

Jiang Shangxian, feeling she had accomplished something great, watched Zhao Yue's carriage disappear into the distance with a beaming smile on her face. She then turned and headed straight for the upstairs private room. She wanted to go back and loosen her belt and eat the rest of the food! But she was starving!

"Cui, Mr. Cui..." The happy bird stopped abruptly. Jiang Shangxian felt as if the sky was falling as if Huanhuan was going to Lingyun Peak. Was Cui Bianxu coming here to torture him?

Are you so impatient?!

"Come in." Cui Bianxu naturally rested one hand on his knee and played with the wine glass in the other hand, just like every time he asked her to come to eat and chat with him. It made people have an illusion - did Zhao Yue really come here just now?

Why does he act like he was sitting there the whole time?

Jiang Shangxian really hoped that this was all her illusion and that she had walked into the wrong box, but unfortunately the scent of Bamboo Leaf Green in the whole room told her: This is not it!

People tend to feel short of breath when they feel guilty, and she felt a little uncomfortable in her chest at the moment. Fortunately, she was a person who always said one thing in her heart and another in her words, so she lowered her head and took small steps as she walked over honestly.

Landing his buttocks steadily on the stool, Jiang Shangxian tilted his head obediently, trying to get away with it: "Why didn't you tell me beforehand you were coming? The food is cold."

"I'm so unlucky to have come. I didn't know Miss Jiang had such a hobby..." Cui Bianxu sat sideways, staring at the closed window with a serious look that seemed to want to stare a hole through it. "It's quite surprising."

Here it comes, it’s finally Xiao Jiang’s turn to experience the feeling of a man being caught and interrogated by his wife while watching a borderline female anchor!

Jiang Shangxian rubbed his toes nervously and excitedly under the table. He took a pair of fresh chopsticks and placed them in the bowl in front of Cui Bianxu. He raised his eyes to see his face clearly, but could only see his angular profile. "I haven't seen you for a while. Why do you seem to have lost some weight?"

No one answered. Are you angry?

Xiao Jiang mentally prepared himself: Okay, that's a good thing. Being angry means being jealous. A jealous man is already half cute. The other half...

"You and Madam Cui look alike." Jiang Shangxian, who was very good at petting cats, picked up a shrimp dumpling for him with his chopsticks. "It's a little cold. Maybe Madam Cui doesn't like my cooking. There's still a lot of food left on the table."

Cui Bianxu remained motionless, his tone somewhat stiff but he said, "She loves to eat."

There is a way!

"Then why doesn't she eat?"

Jiang Shangxian played the role of a resentful woman in the boudoir with a tea-like atmosphere. She sniffed and her voice was as soft and sticky as a rice dumpling filled with stuffing, white on the outside and black on the inside: "You have been busy these days and have no time to come and see me. I wanted to look for you, but Jianming said that the Dali Temple was busy with complicated affairs and I really couldn't spare the time..."

Cui Bianxu took a deep breath and fumbled slowly with his fingers. His neck was stiff from holding it in place for so long. He cursed his loyal Jian Ming in his heart before responding uncomfortably, "Ahem... I've been quite busy lately..."

I am so busy that I teach cat kung fu at home all day.

"You just said, 'My Buddha, it's strange that this is the taste', what does that mean?"

This guy really heard it!

What does it mean? She couldn't say that there was a storybook called "Dream of the Red Chamber" in which an extremely interesting old lady said: "My Buddha is so good, it takes ten chickens to match it. Isn't it strange?"

Doesn't this mean she has to tell him Dream of the Red Chamber again? She's not a storyteller!

What's more, even if she wanted to tell it, she couldn't remember it!

In this case, I can only change the subject: "You know, I have a good nose. That person's scent of powder makes my nose hurt~"

As she spoke, she put another piece of shredded pork in Beijing sauce into his bowl with her chopsticks: "Why haven't you let anyone order food these past two days?"

Cui Bianxu remained still, maintaining his posture, not being led astray by her. "You know you have a sensitive nose, so why open the window? Aren't you afraid of the wind?"

Seeing that he didn't eat, Jiang Shangxian felt a strange feeling in her heart. Something was wrong. When had Cui Bianxu ever eaten a table full of dishes she cooked without taking a single bite?

Even if you dislike leftovers, you can't dislike what your dear mother left, right?

She stretched her neck, squinted her eyes, and looked at the side of his face while slowly speaking sweet words: "When I look at Madam Cui, I think of you...Ah! What's wrong with your face?!"

Unexpectedly, when she turned, Cui Bianxu also turned with her, and the two of them were like performing a two-person opera. In the end, Jiang Shangxian had good eyesight and spotted the clues in the rapid movement.

The ring around her little Cui's eyes was clearly from being punched, and it hadn't completely faded yet. Who had hit him? Who could beat him?

After a moment's thought, she guessed something: "Mrs. Cui hit him?!"

Having discovered what he had been trying to hide, Cui Bianxu turned around abruptly, his back to her, and said in a muffled voice, "No, I just bumped into you by accident."

Are you kidding me? Did it hit the heads of the attacking Eighteen Bronze Men? Otherwise, how could it hit the eyes so accurately?

Jiang Shangxian didn't believe it. She stood up and walked over to stand in front of him. From this position, she could see more clearly. She bent down and reached out to carefully hold his face, as if she was extremely distressed. "How can you be so careless? You are such a grown man, and you don't even look carefully when you walk. Are you trying to make me die of grief?"

In fact, she was almost laughing in her heart. Who would understand, her family, her boyfriend is so old and still has to get beaten by his mother! Woo woo woo, so cute, if he put on a Ninja Turtle eye patch... Hahahahahahahaha...

Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. In Cui Yongyuan's eyes, Jiang Shangxian comes with all kinds of filters.

Cui Bianxu had no idea that she was such a sinister person. He was left at a loss as to what to do by her intimate behavior, and his original unhappy temper was thrown out of the window.

The two were too close to each other. As Jiang Shangxian spoke, his mouth smelled of bamboo and wine, and there was also a hint of the aroma of fried quail.