Happy Marriage

An Sheng raised his face in surprise: "You mean this is hedgehog meat?"

Chang Jing couldn't help laughing loudly: "That's not it, Miss Er, don't you know that the hedgehog mixed the yellow mud with salt water, put it on top, and threw it directly into the stove. After the yellow mud was dried and peeled off, Even the thorns and skins all fell off. There was a strong fragrance, and even the slaves couldn't help drooling."

She stared at An Sheng, but An Sheng held his face in surprise and regret: "I didn't know that hedgehog meat was so delicious. If I knew that day, I would have brought it all in one nest, including the big one, one Do not stay."

Chang Jing was a little disappointed: "Second Miss has kept it for so long, don't you feel very sad and angry? Are you really willing to eat it? How can you be so cruel?"

An Sheng said nonchalantly: "Buddha is merciful and sympathetic to the heavens and people, and yet allows me to eat three pure meats, is this cruel? It's your master and servant who really created the killing karma. When you go back, don't forget to tell your master that this hedgehog is a psychic white. Immortals, those who cannot be killed, if they gain popularity and gain good fortune, they will definitely come back to the devil. You have created a career."

There is a folk saying that snakes, rats, weasels, hedgehogs and foxes are called "five immortals", and they protect the family and protect the safety of the family. No matter who sees it, you can't kill it, especially the hedgehog, which is the most annoying. An Sheng's remarks are not groundless.

Chang Jing was somewhat superstitious in her heart, and after adding fuel to it, seeing that An Sheng was not angry at all, knowing that Xia Ziwu's move was unsuccessful, she snorted and turned back.

An Sheng and Duanwu stayed in the yard, both silent.

An Sheng wanted to keep pretending, and didn't want to be laughed at by Xia Ziwu's people, but after all, he was powerless, and clenched his knees sadly, feeling as if all his strength was being pulled away.

The Dragon Boat Festival suddenly knelt down straight to An Sheng, and wept: "Miss, forgive me, it's the servant girl, **** it, the servant girl caught the rice ball and handed it over to Chang Jing. But the servant girl really didn't know that they had such an idea. "

An Sheng took a long sigh: "Seeing that you can't bear it just now, you know that you are different from that Chang Jing, and your heart is good."

"Miss, this servant knows it's wrong."

How could An Sheng not know Xia Ziwu's intentions? She did this not simply to block herself, but to make herself angry, and act recklessly and impulsive as before to give Xue Shi an excuse to punish herself.

And if he is difficult for the Dragon Boat Festival because of this, he also happens to be caught in their plan of alienation. Seeing that they get along well with the Dragon Boat Festival, they wish that the two of them would turn against each other because of their grudges. How can you be caught in their trap so easily?

An Sheng just smiled slightly: "Dragon Boat Festival, do you believe it? Good and evil are rewarded, and there is cause and effect. If this person does too many bad things, they will always be settled on her head. Even if it is not a present life, there is an afterlife. You must be worthy of your conscience. I believe that although you were sent to me by Miss Third, you are not someone who is in the same boat as them. It is embarrassing for you to be caught between the two of us."

An Sheng's words made the Dragon Boat Festival even more embarrassed: "The slave girl really just wants to keep herself safe. It's good to serve the young lady, slave girl"

An Sheng waved his hand and interrupted her: "You don't have to feel too guilty and blame yourself, it's because my master is incompetent and can't protect you."

The nature of the Dragon Boat Festival is good, honest and simple, but it is not a matter of day and night just to make a person who is opposed to his position loyal to himself. Unless she, Xia Ansheng, has the ability to cover her own minions, how can anyone die for herself?

After today's incident, I believe that in the future, Xia Ziwu will instruct her to do anything to hurt her, and she will think twice before doing anything.

She stood up, still smiling lonely, and went back to her room sadly: "This matter has passed like this, and I don't need to mention it in the future."

The Dragon Boat Festival behind him made a low "um" sound.

It seemed that the matter was so easily overturned, An Sheng pretended not to be held accountable, but he couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart, and planned to try a knife.

Xia Ziwu likes to eat hanging pot, and almost everyone in the house knows it. Even in summer, when the sweltering heat of the day is gone at night, she likes to sit on the stone table in the courtyard, set up a hanging pot, sweat profusely and eat with relish.

In the past few days, the beginning of autumn, when crabs are plump and plump, she ate crabs for several days in a row, and the cold in her stomach made her feel uncomfortable.

Chang Jing lit the charcoal fire under the hanging pot, and the flames licked the bottom of the pot, exhaling an unpleasant smell.

Xia Ziwu sat over and immediately covered his mouth and nose: "Why does this hanging pot taste so strange today? It smells fishy."

Chang Jing also sniffed and said doubtfully, "It doesn't seem to smell like a hanging pot, right? It feels like the charcoal fire is damp? Or is there something on the bottom of the hanging pot?"

Xia Ziwu lowered his head and glanced at it: "It burns so well, how does it seem to be damp? But it seems that the smell of this charcoal fire is unpleasant."

Chang Jing nodded: "Do you need to replace the stove with a slave?"

Xia Ziwu shook his head: "Forget it, just cover the lid so that it doesn't affect the taste of the hanging pot, and just take the charcoal stove away after it's rolled away."

The hanging pot was originally boiled in the kitchen, but after a while, it was already boiled, and the milky white soup tumbled with green leaves, which was mouth-watering.

Chang Jing stepped forward, put on a handkerchief, removed the charcoal stove below, threw it aside and put it out, then ignored it.

Xia Ziwu concentrates on picking out the ingredients she likes in the pot and eats it, which is very comfortable.

It was getting late, Chang Jing lit lanterns in the yard, and the cool breeze came, it was indeed much more comfortable than the boudoir.

Suddenly, Xia Ziwu felt something on the top of his feet that seemed to be slowly wriggling. She lifted her foot, and a black shadow jumped down from her feet with a "swoosh", jumping far.

Xia Ziwu stood up from his seat with a bang, and asked in horror, "What?"

Chang Jing looked around with a lantern, and screamed uncontrollably: "Rats! A lot of mice!"

This exclamation does not matter, there are "squeaks" in the yard, there are black shadows running around, all large and small mice, about a dozen or so.

This time, the two of them were all in a flash, exclaiming again and again, and Xia Ziwu jumped directly onto the stone table. Then she accidentally knocked over the hanging pot on the table, and the still hot soup was spilled directly on her feet.

For a time, the yard was like a ghost crying and wolf howling, which naturally alarmed the other people in the house, flocked to it, and was shocked to see this situation.

If there are households, there will naturally be mice, and the Xia Mansion is no exception. Although it is a mansion of green bricks, there are also groups of mice in the kitchen and warehouse. But it was the first time everyone saw so many mice together.

Moreover, as the saying goes, "cowardly as a mouse", the mice will be scared and run away when they see people, but although these mice are panicked, they have been running away in the yard like headless flies, as if they are reluctant to leave.

After everyone was stunned, they grabbed the things at hand and beat them, and the mice just fled.

Standing on the stone table, Xia Ziwu, who was in shock for a while, felt a burning pain on his feet, crying and screaming to find the doctor, and found that his feet were red with heat.

The crowd dispersed, inevitably talking behind their backs. Naturally, there are those who are superstitious. From this strangeness, I think of the incident that Xia Ziwu burned the rice balls, and carefully raised it, and it was immediately recognized by everyone.

The matter was quickly publicized in the mansion, and the witnesses exaggerated, making the mansion unanimous, saying that Xia Ziwu had offended the spirit, so this strange vision was born.

Naturally, Dragon Boat Festival also quickly heard about this incident, and remembered that he also had his own guilt in it, and he was somewhat apprehensive.

When she was serving Xia Ziwu, she was not as ruthless as Chang Jing, and she was full of ruthless ideas. She was often able to please Xia Ziwu. She was excluded everywhere and was beaten and scolded.

When Xia Ziwu sent her to An Sheng, she had the idea of ​​putting her hand in An Sheng's side, and warned her in advance that if there was any trouble here, she should immediately report it to her.

She thought that she would definitely not be seen by An Sheng, but she didn't expect An Sheng to be kind to her, even a little concerned, which made the steel scale in her heart start to swing up and down.

And because he did something wrong, he began to panic and think about it. He was also slightly convinced by An Sheng's saying that "good and evil are rewarded", and he served them more carefully.