Father's Farmer's Wife: Farming Makes a Fortune

Chapter 413 Hidden Secrets ([-])

Just when Qingyu and Jing Yibo's calligraphy and paintings were selling like crazy, Wei Yancai wanted to impeach them for selling demon books.

Unexpectedly, it was indeed dismissed by Qi Bai with a single sentence. After that, he could only watch helplessly as the two made a fortune in silence.

Nanmenxue came out from the kitchen, walked to Lang Xinyi's side and sat down next to her, she wanted to sit next to Dongtangyan, but considering the stubborn thoughts of Nanmen Junhou, she could only avoid it a little.

When the application time came, Shui Xinzhi asked Nanmen Fu to light the firecrackers hanging outside the door. The firecrackers remembered that today's birthday banquet had begun.

It was also at this meeting that Nanmen Yun led his servants over.

She had just given birth in less than three months, and her overall body was still very plump, and she was wrapped in a thick cotton jacket, making her look very bulky.

Listening to the greetings between her and Wang Shi and Zhong Shi, she could tell that she had given birth to a big fat man, otherwise she wouldn't be smiling like this.

Nanmen Yun greeted everyone first, then walked to Shui Xin Zhina and took a seat, his eyes first looked at Dongtang Yan who was dressed in white, full of doubts, he thought he was asking, but felt that it was inappropriate, so he could only Waiting for another opportunity.

The banquet started, and everything went smoothly.

Nanmenxue didn't seem to have much appetite, she had a bowl of hot mutton soup left, and she drank most of it but spilled it inexplicably.

The warm soup splashed everywhere, and Lang Xinyi, who was sitting next to her, had no time to dodge, the soup was all stained on the silky jacket and skirt on his body.

"You did it on purpose." Lang Xinyi quickly pulled out the handkerchief and wiped the soup on the dress.

But this cotton material absorbs water, so the hem of the skirt has several watermarks, which is not ugly.

"Miss Xin Yi, I'm really sorry, I just missed it temporarily, I really didn't mean it." Seeing Lang Xinyi in a mess, Nanmenxue could only apologize and then explain.

"Girl, why don't you go inside and change into my daughter's clothes first, I'll dry the clothes for you first, so that you won't catch a cold if you wear them like this."

Lang Xinyi ignored Lou Xiulan who was approaching her, stretched out his hand and tugged on Dong Tangyan's skirt, wanting to leave the table.

"Xin Yi is good, follow this aunt to the house to change clothes." Dong Tangyan coaxed her softly, this banquet has just begun, if it leaves, it will have some impact.

He still has to pretend to be polite in front of Nanmenxue and all of Nanmen's family members.

Lang Xinyi pouted, and could only follow Lou Xiulan down first.

After she left, a seat was vacated in the middle, and Dong Tangyan naturally leaned closer to Nanmen Xue.

Didn't Nanmenxue want Lang Xinyi to leave, so that she could sit closer to him, so how could it make her dreams come to nothing.

"Come to this cup, my son, to wish the old man of the Nanmen a blessing like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan." He raised his arm, which seemed to be graceful.

Nanmen Junhou got up to receive the wine, and he had a good impression of this elegant and fair young man in front of him.

The wine glasses collided several times, but still did not see Nalang Xinyi coming out, Dong Tangyan couldn't let go, so he had to get up first to have a look.

Lou Xiulan took Lang Xinyi to the small house that Nanmenyue and Guo Kefu lived in earlier.

After Nanmenyue moved away, Nanmen Junhou planned to take Nanmenxue back after she got married, so the house was kept for her all the time, and the things inside were also intact.

Even after her 'death', the South Gate Junhou insisted on tidying up the house, so the house was clean.

Following Lou Xiulan's guidance, Dong Tangyan went to the house, knocked on the door a few times, but did not hear Lang Xinyi's answer, so he opened the door and entered the house.

Returning to this hut that belonged to him again, Dong Tangyan expressed his feelings. He walked slowly towards Lang Xinyi. She was holding a book and looking at it fascinated. She was only wearing a thin inner lining. It doesn't feel cold at all.

"What are you looking at, so engrossed."

"Look at what happened when you were a child." Lang Xinyi raised his eyes and smiled at Dong Tangyan, his eyes fell back on the scroll: "I never thought that your adoptive father would be such a loving and righteous person. I have written down everything from the small to the big."

Dong Tangyan didn't respond, he never doubted Nanmen Junhou's feelings for him, but there is always too much helplessness in this world, which prevents you from doing whatever you want.

He sighed softly, and groped casually on the shelf behind the bed, most of the things here belonged to Nanmen Junhou, maybe he moved into this room because he was afraid that Nanmen Fu would break it.

He picked up a picture scroll by hand, pulled out the scroll and opened it, and slowly opened it. The first thing that appeared was a distant mountain. And free and easy handwriting.

It suddenly occurred to him that this was the poem that Qin Tinghan wrote on the scroll for her when he sneaked into Ningyun Pavilion before. In fact, they must have drifted apart at that time.

Dong Tangyan lowered his eyelids, staring at the free and easy handwriting on the scroll, as if staring at Qin Tinghan himself, and silently recited this poem in his heart:
The new tombs in Qilian have been covered with moss, and the green pistils in Chongyang are too difficult to pick.

Before the leakage of the room, the moon is about to go west, and the light breeze rises from the Song Palace in the moonlight.

Now I worship the moon with tears streaming down my face, and watch my head sleep several times with one pillar.

'Qi Qing treats the moon like one'!Ah!Only then did she realize that it turned out to be an acrostic poem.

Dongtangyan's eyes turned red for a while, and he bit his lips tightly with his white teeth to suppress the soreness in his heart. He raised his white fingertips, and gently stroked the screen, and the memory of Qin Tinghan in Zuixian last night appeared in his mind again. The sorrow of singing her name.

Why doesn't she want to respond to him, but how is that possible? If so, how can she face old man Qi who has always regarded her as his own daughter, and keeps calling her mother's Yinger.

No, she will never be able to pass this test, and there is really no going back.

Lang Xinyi looked at Nanmen Junhou's handwriting, but was fascinated by it, and subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Dong Tangyan who was standing motionless in front of him, and quickly dropped a drop of crystal clear teardrop from the corner of her drooping eye.

Tears fell on the yellowed drawing paper with the character '一', and the tears soon melted into the ink and smudged, and the 'one' was instantly blurred into a hazy mass, and its original shape could not be seen for a long time. look like.

Lang Xinyi raised his eyes to stare at Dongtangyan, gently closed the scroll in his hand, stood up and took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to him.

This is his original home, where he has everything he is familiar with, but he can never go back. She can't feel that feeling, but just thinking about it makes her feel sad.

She pursed her lips tightly, walked around behind Dong Tangyan, and slowly hugged him: "Don't be sad, Mr. Xin Yi. From now on, Xin Yi will be Mr. Xiang's family, a family that will never be separated for the rest of his life."

Lang Xinyi's voice was clear and light, but it was full of tenderness from her whole body.

(End of this chapter)