Don't panic, my mother and I are dressed as Houfu mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

Chapter 67
Shuang Jiang moved towards Bu Duan inch by inch like a thief, and was about to thank him, but was stunned by his operation first: "You are a man, and you still carry this with you?"

Bu Tian put away the salt embarrassingly: "When you're out in the army, it's always, always useful."

The main reason is that the general has a heavy mouth. Sometimes he is trapped in the wild without food and grass, and the roasted game is tasteless. The general can't eat much, so he habitually prepares a bottle of salt.

"It's true, just like today, isn't it also used?" Shuang Jiang smirked, "This is called being prepared."

Bu Tian turned his head in embarrassment: "Shuang, what Aunt Shuang said~"

Gu Qingyou lit the fire, and when she heard the conversation between the two, she couldn't help but turn her head: "When did Bu Tian stutter?"

Usually it's very slippery.

Song Hengye was still tied to the brace, and didn't pay attention to the two people beside Tan: "Is there any?"

"If you don't believe me, listen~"

Shuang Jiang was picking at his fingers, apologizing for what happened just now: "Brother Bu Tian, ​​I'm really sorry just now, my mind went crazy for a while, and I thought I met a Deng Tuzi."

Bu Tian washed his hands in the pool and didn't speak. He grew up with Song Hengye in the army. He was surrounded by rough men. Today was the first time he had such close contact with a woman.

Thinking of the touch of the warm and fragrant nephrite just now, the bases of the ears felt hot after a while, especially the side face stared at by Shuang Jiang, which was even more burning, almost pierced through a hole.

Seeing that he was silent, Shuang Jiang thought he was still angry, lowered his voice and said: "I really didn't mean it, if you are angry, I will let you call back."

When he said it, he closed his eyes and brought his little face closer.

Although she spoke Mandarin, her accent was soft and waxy, which is unique to southern women, and she dragged her accents more like a little girl acting like a baby. Bu Tian didn't dare to look at her at all, and when she saw her approaching, she hurriedly moved away.

He also felt that the movements were too obvious, so he took out the bottle of salt from his bosom again, and rubbed it on the fish indiscriminately: "What Aunt Shuang said is that the villain is too anxious and offended, please don't mind It is."

Gu Qingyou was beside the fire, resting his chin to watch him wipe the salt over and over again, the fish was almost bald by his rubbing: "Oh, it looks like I'm going to get up late tonight."

Song Hengye was puzzled: "Why did Young Madam say that?"

Gu Qingyou pursed her lips, motioning him to look at the big fish who was still being tortured by Budun, and couldn't help but sigh: "Drink more water during the day, and run away at night~~"

Tsk, the so-called sunshine is just right, the breeze is not dry, it means spring is coming~
Realizing what she meant, Song Chengye instinctively excused Bu Tian: "Young Madam, don't think too much, Bu Tian has followed me for many years, and has always been very measured in doing things..."

But thinking that the fish is probably already capable of killing people, it is a bit hard to talk about smoothing things over.

If Shuangjiang is just a girl, even if she is in front of Xue Lan, he can make up for it, but she is the son's concubine.

Even if he is not favored again, his identity is still there, and Bu Tian's thoughts are doomed to fail.

For some reason, Song Hengye suddenly shut up and sighed slightly: "Young Madam, don't worry, I will remind him."

Gu Qingyou looked at the interaction between the two with relish, and said, "What's the matter? Bu Tian has also reached the age of marriage, and Shuang'er is lively and cute, so it's normal to be attracted to her."

Shuang Jiang was a little shy at first, but after a while, he started chattering on his own accord, chattering non-stop, praising him for killing pheasants well, and praising him for cleanly scraping fish scales.

Bu Tian looked as if his head was blue, and he didn't know where to put his hands, and he responded with a hum from time to time, so as not to make her cold.

One is straightforward and the other is innocent. If they can really be together, it's not bad to be heartless.

Especially for such a good little girl as Shuang Jiang, following Song Chengye is really a waste.

"If Shuang'er also has a good impression of Bu Tian, ​​I'd be happy to see it come true."

Thinking of his status as a regular wife, he was afraid that Song Chengye would misunderstand that he would take the opportunity to eliminate the object of favor, so he explained: "I don't think the son is interested in Shuang Jiang, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to write a divorce letter. , if they fall in love with each other, I will help facilitate this matter."

Having said that, even if you can't follow the steps, you can find another good husband after you regain your freedom. Anyway, it's much better than hanging on Song Chengye's crooked neck tree.

After all, she had little contact and didn't know much about Bu Tian, ​​so Gu Qingyou was careful not to mention that Shuang Jiang hadn't consummated her marriage on purpose.

Marriage must not be sloppy, and she doesn't have to match the two of them, she has to show her sincerity.

Song Hengye was obviously surprised. Based on his understanding of Song Chengye, it would be easy to divorce a concubine, but if he betrothed to Bu Tian, ​​he might experience some twists and turns.

Anyway, for a woman who was once the son of the world, it would be a bit unreasonable to turn around and marry another.

However, Gu Qingyou seemed to be sure: "You go and ask Bu Tian what he means, as long as the two of them are willing, you don't have to worry about Song Chengye."

Given her situation in the Duke's Mansion, it was unavoidable that she would be suspected of boasting, so she simply pulled Xue Lan over and brought her close to her ear, and briefly explained the situation.

Xue Lan looked at Shuang Jiang, who was squatting by the pool and staring at Bu Tian Sha Le, and she also thought it was reliable.

Knowing that Shuangjiang was short of money, he said: "You see that the arrangement has been made, but if it doesn't work, let Shuangjiang come to my room to be a maid, and the monthly money should be paid according to the aunt's share."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are more domineering than the other, Song Hengye hesitated and said: "It's about the son, you have to tell him?"

Xue Lan exclaimed, "Take the big deal! Since I'm the one to make the decision, I'll just let him know later."

With that, things are settled.

"Hengye first thanked Mrs. Budu."

Xue Lan said righteously: "They are all from my own family, let alone Bu Duan, even if it is you, I will find a way to get you any girl you like!"

Song Hengye: "..."

Gu Qingyou heard that her mother was acting like a bandit, afraid of scaring others, she hurriedly stopped her and said, "Okay mother, it's late, let's go back early and have a rest after dinner."

My whole body was sticky and uncomfortable, looking at the emerald green pool water, I really wanted to plunge into it and wash it.

After dinner, Gu Qingyou sent Fang'er home first, and brought him two big fish along the way, and Fang'er's mother gave her a bag of wild vegetables steamed by herself as a gift in return.

Song Hengye connected with his subordinates and brought back some supplies, all of which were carried into the mountains by the soldiers, enough for everyone to last for two days.

As the saying goes, if you have enough food at home, you don’t panic, and you can solve your stomach problems, and the anxiety of being trapped for many days will be relieved a lot.

Even Song Chengye had a pleasant face and could talk to Gu Qingyou calmly.

When he heard that Shuangjiang was going to go to Xue Lan's room, he didn't care too much: "It's just a yellow-haired girl, I'm not interested in her, you can figure it out."

Gu Qingyou said: "Then it's settled, remember to write a divorce letter to me later."

Song Chengye's heart skipped a beat: "The divorce letter? Whose divorce letter?"

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