Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

Song Yu turned around after a long time, clenched his hands into fists, "How dare you threaten Uncle?"

"It's not a threat, it's a reminder." Xiao Kan got off the couch and picked up the clothes on the floor, "Uncle Yi won't understand."

Song Yu hesitated, he didn't know whether to believe Xiao Kan's words, after all, in his heart, Xiao Kan could not do anything to the village.

"Uncle Yi, you can try to see if Jing Yun dares to do it." Xiao Kan put the clothes on the rattan chair aside, and took a sandalwood comb from the dressing mirror.

Song Yu's clenched fists slowly loosened, and his expression immediately lost his anger, leaving only a calm chill.

Xiao Kan was actually a little guilty, but also a little bit of joy of success, he went to hold the other's hand, led Song Yu to the makeup mirror and sat down.

"Jingyun combs your hair."

Song Yu closed his eyes, but when he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but face Xiao Kan's gaze in the mirror. Xiao Kan combed Song Yu's hair strand by strand, and then pulled it into Song Yuping's daily style.

"Jing Yun still remembers that Uncle Yi told me about Zhang Chang's thrush."

According to records in the Han Dynasty, there was a man named Zhang Chang who lived in the same village with a girl since he was a child. When Zhang was naughty, he accidentally injured his daughter with a stone, which caused the woman’s eyebrow to be mutilated. After becoming an official and returning to his hometown, he realized that his daughter had never been married, so he came to propose marriage. Since then, he has been drawing eyebrows for his wife every day before he is willing to go to court.

"But Uncle Yi is not a woman, so Jingyun can't give you thrushes, so he can only do something else for you."

After finishing his hair, Xiao Kan opened the makeup box in front of the round mirror and picked out a nail button from inside, "Uncle Yi, is this one ready?"

Song Yu didn't even look at it, but stared blankly at herself in the mirror.

"Then let's wear this one today." Xiao Kan twisted the buckle and inserted it into the ear hole on Song Yu's left helix.

There was so much trouble last night that the button on Song Yu's ear had already fallen into place.

After doing all this, Xiao Kan squatted in front of the other party's knees, held the other party's hands, raised his head and said, "Why is Uncle Yi* depressed?"

Song Yu withdrew his hand and glanced at the other party, his eyes were so cold that it didn't make people uncomfortable, "Thanks to you."

"..." Xiao Kan scolded himself inwardly, "Uncle Yi said so."

After Song Yu said those words, her mood plummeted even further.

"Uncle Yi hasn't eaten since yesterday, Jingyun will cook it for you right away, you wait for a while, and later Jingyun will send someone to bring you clothes, after you wash up, go to the courtyard to sit for a while."

Xiao Kan knew that the other party would ignore him, so he added, "Uncle Yi, you will listen to Jing Yun, right?"

"Uncle Wei naturally understands how to weigh the pros and cons."

"That's good."

After Xiao Kan kissed Song Yu's forehead, he went down to the attic.

After the other party left, Song Yu looked at the mirror for a long time, and the more he looked, the more confused he became.

The bun Xiao Kan combed for him was very straight, and the style of buttons he chose was also in line with Song Yu's taste. In fact, these little things made Song Yu secretly happy, but at this moment, Song Yu couldn't bear this feeling. .

Song Yu unbuttoned the underwear belt on his upper body, and saw that there were purple and red sipping marks of different sizes on the upper body of the person in the mirror, and there were still traces of the madness and discoloration of last night.

He laughed at himself, he felt a little shy about such an impolite thing at this time, he immediately tied up his clothes, and left in front of the makeup mirror.

The air still lingers in the breath of last night love chaos #爱狂, the couch is still messy, the red wedding tent was torn to pieces, Song Yu still remembers that it was when she couldn’t hold on to the heat deep in her heart, she caught it indiscriminately corner of the happy tent.

At that time Xiao Kan thought he wanted to run away, so he pulled him back suddenly, and the wedding tent was torn off in one piece.

The lighting and ventilation of the attic are excellent, Song Yu walked to the wide and long window and railing, and he could see most of the scenery of the West Garden at a glance.

"This courtyard is well-built..." Song Yu muttered to himself, but what he was thinking about was the Qingyu case that the two had lived together for many years.

But he didn't wait until Xiao Kan returned to his sapphire case, instead, he became Xiao Kan's bird in a cage.

While he was in a trance, two maids came in with a chopping board: "Ma'am, here are the clothes prepared for you by Master Hou."

Song Yu's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked back, the two maids were also obviously taken aback.

The two maids didn't expect that "Concubine Yi" turned out to be a man, and Song Yu didn't realize that the "Ma'am" was calling him.

Immediately, both parties were a little embarrassed, Song Yu answered no, and no answer.

Seeing that the two maids were at a loss, Song Yu had no choice but to compromise and said: "After putting down the things, then step back."

"Yes."

The two maids hurriedly put the clothes on the table, then quickened their pace and were about to leave.

"Wait." Song Yu called to stop the two of them.

The two maids thought they had made a mistake and said in a panic, "Please order."

Song Yu didn't know how to speak, so he could only explain far-fetchedly, "I am not the wife of your Lord Hou."

"Ah?" The two maids were dumbfounded, you look at me and I look at you.

Song Yu supported his forehead and said helplessly, "I am your uncle, not his wife."

"Ah?" The two maids were even more confused.

Song Yu suddenly realized that the more he said, the more wrong he was, and the more he described the relationship between the two, he couldn't help but blushed, "Forget it, you guys go down."

"Yes, yes, yes." The two maids hurriedly fled.

Song Yu really regretted what he said just now. After he changed his clothes, several maids came in with the washing things.

Women are born to gossip, and when they see Song Yu himself, they can't hide their curiosity.

Song Yu knew what they were all curious about, so she asked them to put down their things and go out.

After washing his face with water, Song Yu felt that the hotness on his face had subsided a little. Sure enough, it was too difficult for him to face being known by others.

Xiao Kan originally wanted to bring breakfast to the yard in front of the attic, but felt that Song Yu would not give in so easily, so he went up to the second floor with breakfast.

At that time, Song Yu was stacking the wedding clothes that the two wore yesterday because of a fever in his head. As soon as Xiao Kan came up, he immediately threw the wedding clothes in his hands aside with guilt.

But what Xiao Kan saw was Song Yu ruthlessly throwing the happy clothes aside.

In Yuxizheng, Xiao Kan has begun to get used to Song Yu's attitude. As long as Song Yu is by his side, he is happy to make any face on the other side.

"Uncle Yi, breakfast is ready." Xiao Kan placed the bowls on the table one by one.

Song Yu was still wondering if the other party had seen the scene where he was folding clothes, and he stood there numbly.

"Yi*/uncle?"

Song Yu suspected that the other party must have seen that scene, and felt extremely regretful in his heart, so he could only sit down at the table with a blank face.

He glanced at the breakfast on the table, then looked at Xiao Kan involuntarily.

Xiao Kan was a bit explaining, and a bit flattering: "It wasn't done by others, it was made by Jing Yun himself."

The author has something to say: It will be sweet for a while, after all, the long-distance relationship has been so hard.