Holding the white jade bottle in plain hands, you can tell what a beautiful picture it was without saying anything. Mr. Yun slowly closed his eyes. He seemed to have been in a similar painting. The beautiful and graceful girl gave him warmth and helped him survive that darkest time; it was a ray of light that illuminated his heart when he was disappointed with his relatives and human nature!

Although many things have been forgotten, only such a big feeling has lingered in his heart and has not dissipated for a long time, which is the rare warmth in his heart. Mr. Yun looked at Lin Dang, smiled at the corner of his mouth but did not know it.

"It hurts?" Lin Danghou realized that Mr. Yun didn't say a word and just smiled gently at her. Although Mr. Yun was less domineering, he had more warm temperament that people yearned for. Beautiful things and people always make people look at each other, and Lin Dang is a common man, so naturally he cannot avoid the vulgarity.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Lin Dang always feels that there is always an unknown melancholy behind Mr. Yun’s calm wind. This melancholy is damn attractive. Of course, this is actually what he thinks. Lin Dang laughed at himself: What’s so melancholy? What can there be so melancholy? People are richer than you, you are beautiful... Bah, you have a higher status than you, and you are also melancholy if you are melancholy?

Lin Dang's mother's mother's fetus has been solo for so many years, which does not mean that she does not know love. Lin Dang knew that his pity at that moment was clearly aroused by others. Lin Dang accepted such thoughts calmly. After all, this is not the first time he was moved. What can he do? The story of heart-moving is action that can only happen in a dream.

In a dream?

A white light flashed through Lin Dang's mind. She always felt as if she had ignored something, but after thinking about it carefully, she couldn't remember anything. Forget it, what could it be? It must be the messy past events in the past.

For Lin Dang, the past represents bad things. She tried her best to avoid thinking about it, and if she forgets, she will forget it.

Two people who "had their own thoughts" looked at each other, but they didn't know how ambiguous it would be to other people's eyes.

The smell of cool oil spread between the two people. The strong smell not only did not erase the sticky between the two people, but became more and more intense. Mr. Yun concentrated on feeling his slender hands gently stroked back and forth in his most fragile place, but Lin Dang's eyes always looked at Mr. Yun's face unconsciously...

His face, his eyes, his high nose bridge, his sexually slim and cold lips, and even his raised Adam's apple, all of this seemed so familiar. He applied cooling oil to him and the smile flowing from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows was so familiar.

"I seem to have seen you somewhere? I remember it was a summer blooming like a flower. I sang and didn't treat me, but I remember, but I almost forgot..."

The song of Luan Niang sang inappropriately, completely disturbing Lin Dang's mind. Lin Dang endured it and endured it, but still couldn't help but feel a moment of trance.

"Miss Lin, I've finished cleaning. Do you think I'll help?"

A sharp voice interrupted the ambiguity flowing here, and the two dreamers finally woke up. Lin Dang calmed down and cursed in his heart, "Beauty, sex misleads people, rationally distanced himself from Mr. Yun. But he forgot that he still held the cool oil in his hand.

Lin Dang found a reason for himself, not because he was stingy. These are all produced in space. If they are circulated in the world, what if they meet someone who knows the goods, or where is a Taoist priest from here, what if they say that he is a monster and take him over?

In fact, there is indeed a monster in front of me, and I am even more a monster among monsters. When facing such a handsome man from ancient times to the present, I can actually not be moved!

Lin Dang silently said, "You can eat beautifully, but you can't eat it." His mood calmed down.

"Who are you and who will allow you to come!"

Mr. Yun looked at the people below angrily, feeling annoyed that he was interrupted by someone. Si Chunming and others arrived late, and Zhao Bo looked at Si Chunming with blame. If this fool hadn't stopped him, how could this woman have seen his son?

"Okay, after packing up, I'll go to have a meal. The hot and sour noodles are ready. Go and eat them quickly. I've added a lot of ingredients to you." Zhusun came over panting and pulled Yanhong away. This Yanhong was really annoying. He rushed over without checking the person. He didn't see his boss watching... Cough cough, beauty? Although Zhusun thought that Mr. Yun was not as good-looking as his boss, as long as the person or thing his boss liked, Zhusun would support him and like him unconditionally!

"Let me go, I'll eat in a while!" Yanhong's eyes had never left Mr. Yun, and Mr. Yun had already frowned. Without any need for Mr. Yun to say anything, Zhao Bo had already walked over in three or two steps, pinching and lifting his hands, and the person had already walked far away. Yanhong wanted to struggle and call someone, but found that she was so scared by the captivating aura of the people around her that she never dared to speak again.

"Eat it!" A large bowl of spicy and sour noodles was put in front of Yanhong. Yanhong was about to say, "I can't eat too much." Her stomach was already rumbling.

"Okay, how can you not be hungry for a day's work? Eat quickly. When those two come here, you will have nothing to eat!" Zhusun said understandingly, and even brought Yanhong a beef fried bun.

"Only one, it's delicious," Yanhong ate it, and then found that there was only one. She couldn't help but say in annoyance: "I haven't tasted it yet. Sister Zhumeng, please get me another one?"

Zhusun naturally disagreed. This was done by her boss, Dangdang, and it was not something that ordinary people could eat. I felt uncomfortable giving this girl one. How dare she refill her cup?

"Tomorrow, I will continue to do a good job for us tomorrow. Good sister, just give me one more!" Tomorrow, not only the young master and there are delicious foods! Thinking of this, Yanhong quickly sucked in big mouthfuls. Yanhong ate happily, not even caring about the spicy redness around her ears. Of course, bamboo fungus saw it, but she didn't say anything, and was not ready to say it.

Huangfu

Mrs. Huang frowned and asked the maid below: "Did Yanhong take it back?" The maid below hurriedly knelt down and replied: "Old Madam, there is no one yet. The lady said, let Yanhong clean up for her. In a few days, she will go to the Yangcui Temple on the mountain for a long time."

Mrs. Huang closed her eyes, her eyebrows slightly loosened, and pointed to her knees: "Ruble it for me." The maid hurried forward and gently kneaded her. Mrs. Huang frowned and scolded: "What if I didn't eat enough? What's the point of doing? You can't do anything small!"

The maid was so scared that she knelt down and begged for mercy, saying only: "Give me your life!"

"I am such a cruel person in your eyes?" Mrs. Huang pointed at the girl: "Drag it out, don't let me see her."

An old lady came in and said in the ear of Mrs. Huang. Mrs. Huang's frown slightly loosened, "Okay, go and call me someone."

The old nanny responded and did not forget to drag the little maid who was kneeling on the ground before leaving.

*******

When Lord Huang heard the movement, the old nanny was already waiting outside. Mrs. Bai asked sleepyly, "Who is it?" Lord Huang patted Mrs. Bai's shoulders lovingly, and said gently, "You go to bed, your mother calls me, I'll go and see."

Mrs. Huang is the legitimate mother of Huang, and the legitimate mother respects her very much. The only time she didn't listen to her mother's words was that she married Mrs. Bai, the little beautiful wife. Mrs. Bai was the second wife, and the original wife of the father was decided before her death. After getting married, she gave birth to a daughter and died of dying childbirth. Huang's legitimate wife was filial to her deceased wife for three years. Later, she met Mrs. Bai by chance, and then married her little beautiful wife.

The old lady was very respectful to the prefect Huang and said flatteringly: "The old lady is uncomfortable, and she is thinking about the adults this day!"

The prefect Huang didn't say anything. When he arrived at Mrs. Huang's house, he heard Mrs. Huang talk a lot and realized what he was doing today. When he came back, he met his wife's moist eyes. The prefect Huang's exhaustion for the whole day couldn't help but dissipate.

"Why did Jingjing think of putting that beautiful red in the temple?" Lord Huang's voice was gentle, not wanting his wife to misunderstand. Compared to his deceased wife, the wife in front of him was young, had shallow experience, and was even more innocent and kind. Although such a girl was not suitable to be the mistress of the family, she faced countless flies every day. Lord Huang felt that he urgently needed such a clean face, so he insisted on marrying Bai Jingjing despite the intention of his mother to stuff her niece in her family.

Facts proved that Bai Jingjing was indeed a good girl as he expected. However, he was a man in the courtyard of the back house and was not easy to interfere. Bai Jingjing was depressed these days. It was not that he didn't see it. Huang Gong was thinking about how to speak up Bai Jingjing, but found that his wife had some idea at some point and knew that Yanhong had bad intentions.

"Are you hungry today?" Thinking of the things that my wife has been doing these days, Huang Magistrate didn't have time to say in depth, so he had to talk to him. Mrs. Bai yawned: "I'm so full today, but Lin Dang told me that I ate nothing but don't gain meat. Sir, I think what Lin Dang said is true."

"Oh? There is such a private kitchen. If there is nothing to do tomorrow, I will go with you to see it." Huang Magistrate Huang was tired for a day and fell asleep without saying anything. However, the next day, he still remembered this incident. Because there was nothing to do in the yamen, he actually urged Mrs. Bai to go to the private kitchen earlier.

Mrs. Huang didn't think much, but thought that Mrs. Huang took Mrs. Bai to the Yangcui Temple and felt a little more comfortable. When the couple left, the old lady then smiled flatteringly and said, "Who said that sir is not in a hurry? According to the old slave, the magistrate also wants the wife to give birth to children soon!"

Mrs. Huang slowly put down the teacup in her hand and sighed: "It's all he doesn't listen to his advice, so don't blame me."

The old lady waved her back and waited for a while and said in a low voice: "The old lady did the right thing. If the magistrate had not been carefully educated back then, she would have the current situation. In theory, the old lady's requirements are not high. Isn't it just that she wants a daughter-in-law who is close to her own blood? If the magistrate is grateful for the graciousness of the old lady's upbringing, she should not disobey the old lady. What's more, this new lady is childish and has no worries about her behavior. How can such a person be compared with the cousin?"

Mrs. Huang sighed: "It's all because of my stomach that is not good. If my child could be kept back then, how could it be like today?" Mrs. Huang also had a child when she was young, but because the underworld in the back house was aborted. Later, she was injured and could not have a child. Then she found an honest maid and gave birth to the Huang Magistrate. Of course, it was necessary to leave a mother and keep a child. Otherwise, as long as the biological mother was there, it would be difficult to get close to her.

Over the years, Mrs. Huang felt more and more that her decision was correct. Prison Huang was very respectful to him, his stepmother. He did not discuss with her except for marrying a second wife, and no one else had ever disobeyed. But this was just such a thing that broke Mrs. Huang's plan!

Mrs. Huang wanted to hide it from her concubine's son and raised him as her biological son. However, Mr. Huang disagreed and just kept his son in her name. Later, he quickly made a marriage for Lord Huang, who was the predecessor of Huang.

"If I had known that such a vixen had been brought in, I would have kept Mrs. Xian at the beginning..."

"What are you talking nonsense?" Mrs. Huang scolded, and when the old lady begs for mercy, she calmed down and said, "You go to the mountain to bring Yanhong back, pass on my words, and let Bai stay on the mountain to pray for blessings."

The old lady remembered the rumors and couldn't help but feel sympathy for the new lady. But she knew the nature of her master best. She simply swallowed the words and left.

Mrs. Huang closed her eyes, clarified her thoughts, and decided to call her niece from her parents when she came back from the mountain.

Linlin rings and rings in the private kitchen

Lin Dang was a little surprised that Mrs. Bai and her husband came. What she didn't know was that after Bai Jingjing was tirelessly promoting her in the ear of Huang's prefect last night, Huang's prefect was full of curiosity about the private kitchen running on the hillside. Of course, Huang's prefect also had his own plans.

"Lindang, I want to live with you for three or five days, and he will be there."

Lin Dang saw Mrs. Bai, who was quite similar to her bad friend, looking like a shy little woman, and couldn't help but feel funny. Although this Jingjing was not the other Jingjing, it was quite interesting to look at her face that looked like her friend.

Lin Dang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Okay, but our small shop may have neglected the distinguished guests." There was indeed a row of guest rooms behind, so Yu Min wanted to stay away and wanted to have a scene with her Master Yun, who was close to the water and got the moon first. However, Lin Dang thought it was troublesome and disliked Yu Min for being unpleasant, so she did not succeed.

"Lindang, what are we eating today?" Mrs. Bai said very well, knowing that Lindang's private kitchen usually serves whatever they eat at home. Although there are recipes, it's just for people to see it.

Priest Huang had never seen such a private kitchen. Seeing this, he couldn't help but smile and stroke his beard, which made Lin Dang frown involuntarily. This scene fell in the eyes of Mr. Yun. Mr. Yun couldn't help but touch his smooth chin. When he discovered his movements, he touched it as if nothing had happened and made a thoughtful look.

The prefect Huang had seen Mr. Yun for a long time. Although he didn't know the background of this person, he felt very noble inexplicably and could not help but bow to Mr. Yun. Mr. Yun nodded slightly and bowed.
Chapter completed!