"Sir, we're home."

"Um."

Ouyang Rong straightened his clothes and got out of the car carrying a floral cloth parcel and an insulated food box.

Before entering the door, he suddenly remembered that it seemed that he had not been intimate with Xiu Niang for a long time.

There is too much merit and it is about to overflow.

An important reason is that he and Xiu Niang have a three-day restraint agreement.

Another reason is the series of events in the past few days, such as Junior Sister and Rong Nu Shi discovering the scandal of Xiu Niang, and his stay at the closed Shuangfeng Peak for ten days.

These things delayed the mood of the two of them, and for a while they had a tacit understanding not to go down that path.

Which way to take?

Of course, it is the way for Yue women to kill evil dragons and for gentlemen to convey merits and virtues.

…

When Ouyang Rong came in, Zhen Shuyuan was taking the maids to inspect the inner house territory.

That's right, it's a patrol territory.

Although the house in Huaiye Lane is small and exquisite, and not very big, as a housewife, managing the house and showing authority means that she needs to take the maids around the house and clean up if they see anything unpleasant.

It's the same as streetwalkers who spend all day shopping. If you don't stroll around a few times, how will others know that your territory is yours? A very helpless shortcoming of humans is that they cannot mark their territory by peeing like lions or cats and dogs.

Seeing Ouyang Rong come back, Zhen Shuyuan was a little surprised:

"Hey, it's rare to see Tanlang before the sun goes down. What's wrong today? The sun is coming out in the west?"

Ouyang Rong looked a little embarrassed:

"What are you talking about, aunt? My nephew is taking three days off this time and is ready to spend time with you."

After Zhen Shuyuan heard this, her first action was to turn her body and look behind Ouyang Rong, looking at something carefully.

"Auntie, what are you looking at?"

Ouyang Rong also turned around curiously and looked behind him.

But the place behind was empty and there was no one around.

He heard Zhen Shuyuan say in a serious tone: "I want to see if Tanlang has finished accompanying several girls, otherwise how would I get my turn? According to my summary, I should be in the order of Tanlang accompanying the girls."

The fourth and fifth positions will have to be taken at night, and we won’t be able to get there before the sun goes down.”

Ouyang Rong:......

"Hey brat."

Zhen Shuyuan snorted coldly and glanced sideways at Ouyang Rong, who looked slightly embarrassed.

But after all, he is his favorite nephew, the only pillar and only child in the family, a relative who truly depends on each other for life. How could Zhen Shuyuan really blame Ouyang Rong?

He took a washcloth, took his dust-stained coat, and walked into the main hall to drink tea and rest.

After wiping his face vigorously, Ouyang Rong dismissed all the maids, leaving only him and Zhen Shuyuan in the main hall.

Ouyang Rong put the floral bundle and the insulated food box on the table together and handed them over.

"What's this?"

Zhen Shuyuan looked slightly curious and first went to unpack the floral bag.

Ouyang Rong said softly: "A Qing gave it to me. It was sent by someone to celebrate my aunt's birthday."

Zhen Shuyuan smiled broadly, but she hadn't completely unpacked the bag with both hands, and she didn't know what the gift was inside.

"Okay, okay, Ah Qing's pain for this girl was not in vain, and Tan Lang didn't mistake his adopted sister. When I first saw her the year before last, I felt that this girl was pleasing to my eye, that she was filial and grateful, just like her brother...

"

When Zhen Shuyuan said this, she noticed that Ouyang Rong's expression changed a little. She knew that she had mentioned something that shouldn't be mentioned, so she immediately shut up.

After a while, she changed the topic.

"I like this silk dress. Ah Qing's craftsmanship is really good... By the way, the inside of this box looks like food."

Ouyang Rong saw Zhen Shuyuan take out a stack of turquoise gauze shawl from the bag, unfold it with satisfaction, and try it on the spot. After playing with it for a while, the beautiful woman in the skirt cast her eyes towards the insulating lacquer box next to her.

"This thing is called iced mung bean soup. It is made by boiling mung beans and freezing them..."

Ouyang Rong introduced it, opened the lid of the box, and brought out a bowl of soup.

Zhen Shuyuan picked up a silver spoon, lowered her eyes and asked, "Who gave this to me?"

"The one who makes the soup is..."

Ouyang Rong spoke very slowly, looking sideways at Zhen Shuyuan's face. After she took a spoonful and put it into her red lips to taste, he said:

"It's the friend who sent me cakes last time."

"Sending pastries? Those mung bean cakes?"

"Um."

Zhen Shuyuan suddenly dropped the spoon: "I can't eat cold food these days, and I can't eat anything cold like this. Take it away."

Ouyang Rong took the spoon, wiped it with his handkerchief, scooped it up and put it into his mouth. He said in a vague voice: "Well, it's my aunt's birthday in a few days. My nephew is going to invite her over and bring some cakes..."

Zhen Shuyuan interrupted: "No, we have no shortage of pastries at home, and Wei Lai can make them too, so we won't bother outsiders."

Ouyang Rong emphasized: "My nephew wants to eat and loves to eat. Only she can do it."

She said bluntly: "You go talk to Huanhua."

Ouyang Rong nodded: "I told you."

Zhen Shuyuan, who had originally snorted coldly, suddenly frowned and looked Ouyang Rong up and down.

"Your kid came prepared. What's her name? What's her identity?" She waved her hand: "Stop talking about good friends and being secretive. Which family is she from? What's the situation at home? It's not like that."

Let’s call her Rong Zhen, female history. She looks a bit too young and looks like a little girl. Can she give birth to a baby..."

Ouyang Rong interrupted: "It's not her."

Zhen Shuyuan saw her nephew sitting upright, looking forward, and asked seriously:

"Auntie, do you still remember that ice-white jade hairpin?"

Zhen Shuyuan said casually: "You kid, you are talking nonsense. How could I not remember the relics left by Sister Zhao? I gave them to you myself..."

Before she could speak, she heard Ouyang Rong gently nod and say something that made her stunned on the spot:

"Give it to her."

"you……"

Zhen Shuyuan saw him pause for a moment and then continued:

"It belongs to her, and her surname is Zhao."

…

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