HCB Chapter 357 The traitor will never die
Chapter 357 The traitor will never die
"Miss, go back. That Gu Sima is a man who doesn't understand romance. Even if you want to be a concubine, you should choose someone who is more approachable, right?"
"Shut up, what's a man? I'm attracted to his power. Besides, how am I worse than that guy? If he can hook up with Gu Sima, why can't I?"
After saying that, Miss Lu seemed to have thought of something and turned around to scold the maid: "I asked you to get information, is this how you got it? The Song family's young man was said to be a tall and ugly guy, how come this guy is completely different from the one you heard? How do you do things? You can get such a thing wrong, and make me look so embarrassed in front of those two people. If I didn't have no one else around me, I would have sold you out long ago."
The maid was angry but dared not say anything. How could she have known that Young Master Song was so weak and delicate? She heard some gossip from the streets, and combined with her own knowledge and imagination, she thought that a sharpshooter who could hit the target every time on the battlefield must be a rough and vulgar warrior. That's why she gave Miss Lu the wrong information. Not only did Miss Lu believe it, she herself also believed it firmly.
Now that they have met Song Chunlin in person, the master and servant still have some doubts in their hearts, but now after seeing the close interaction between the two with their own eyes, 80% of their doubts have been dispelled.
After seeing the real Young Master Song, Miss Lu still didn't seem to give up seducing Gu Fengyue. The maid could only continue to persuade her young lady with a bitter face: "Miss, this is a marriage bestowed by the emperor. If we interfere like this, the young man will probably take revenge in the future. Look at his foxy face, he must be a person who likes to persuade others."
Miss Lu's face froze when she thought of this, but she quickly returned to normal and even smiled calmly.
"Why should I be afraid of him? Even if it is a marriage granted by the emperor himself, it is useless if I can't win the man's heart. Besides, they haven't gotten married yet. He can't stay in this remote place to accompany Gu Sima forever, right?"
The maid pursed her lips tightly, thinking that the relationship seemed very close just now, and her young lady might not have much chance of winning. However, she had followed Miss Lu since she was a child, so she was naturally familiar with her stubborn personality. Whatever she set her eyes on, no matter how difficult it was, she would get it.
"He will leave sooner or later. Besides, men have seen what gentleness and generosity are. Who would eat those pickled vegetables and bean sprouts?"
When Song Chunlin heard the man surnamed Lu compare himself to pickled vegetables and bean sprouts, he almost couldn't help but spit out the food in his mouth.
“Hahahahaha, Gu Fengyue, your peach blossoms have been quite abundant since you came to the border.”
Gu Fengyue had a serious look on his face and did not intend to respond to Song Chunlin's question about peach blossoms, because he had no way to answer this question and could only pretend that he did not hear it.
"Eat your food and stop spitting it out."
Song Chunlin was unconvinced and turned his head away without looking at him.
After the two of them finished their meal, no one knew when Miss Lu left. She was probably afraid of meeting him, so she left quietly. I don't know if she went back to plan some bad plan.
After they finished their meal and paid the bill, they walked back slowly, discussing what to do for the Lantern Festival tomorrow.
Gu Fengyue suggested going back to the vineyard directly.
"Go back? Don't you have anything else to do in the city?"
Gu Fengyue shook her head: "It's okay. It's just some people who came to give gifts. I'm not familiar with those people, and the gifts are too expensive. If I accept them, I won't be able to help them. I will feel uneasy. It's better to ask the steward to refuse them all. But it will definitely not be peaceful. It's better to go to the vineyard with you. Don't you like the roasted whole lamb here? Let's ask the steward to prepare a lamb in advance and bring it back to the vineyard to roast it with Fang Shumo and his family."
"And Sister Huang, they all live next door, so prepare two more, it's better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone."
"Well, it's all up to you."
When the steward heard that they had to prepare whole lambs, he immediately sent people to buy them without stopping. At sunset, they bought five whole lambs. He brought three back to the vineyard, and two were given by Gu Fengyue to him and the servants in the mansion, so that they could make a pot of lamb soup the next day.
When the manager heard that there was also a share for him, he smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Oh, thank you very much, Sima."
The next morning, Song Chunlin and his companions left home directly. The manager did not prepare a carriage for them, and no one knew how the two men took the three sheep away.
Song Chunlin came back in a hurry yesterday and did not come to the vineyard, so when Fang Siyi saw Song Chunlin and Gu Fengyue appear in the yard, she screamed in surprise.
"Young Master Song, why are you here?"
"Hello, Uncle Fang. I just missed you guys, so I came here to spend the holiday with you."
Fang Shumo naturally didn't believe his words. When he saw Gu Fengyue standing beside him, he immediately realized that Song Chunlin wanted to see someone else. But Song Chunlin was so sweet-mouthed that even though he knew that he didn't mean it, he still made Fang Siyi feel warm in his heart. He couldn't help but pinch Song Chunlin's little face.
"Hey, whose mouth is so talkative, let me see, um, you've gained some weight, when did you come, why didn't you tell me in advance."
"If I tell you there won't be any surprises, Uncle Fang, hurry up and clean up the stove. We're going to roast a whole lamb today."
Fang Siyi agreed, and then began to look through the ingredients on the ground. In addition to the three whole sheep, Song Chunlin also took a lot of other meats, such as chicken wings, fish, and several slaughtered rabbits. Fang Siyi had all the vegetables, such as onions, peppers, green onions, and potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn. They were all in the cellar, but Song Chunlin did not take these out.
The Fang Chen brothers were also surprised to see Song Chunlin. Fang Lanxin even hugged Song Chunlin's thighs directly, and Fang Siyi couldn't even bear to watch.
"Fang Lanxin, you are so old, but you are still hugging your brother Chunlin's legs and acting like a spoiled child. Aren't you ashamed?"
Fang Lanxin refused to let go: "No, Mom, I haven't seen Brother Chunlin for a long time."
Song Chunlin has never had any resistance to little girls, especially when they are soft and coquettish, his heart melts.
Woohoo, the obedient and soft little girl is the god who saves the world, right?
After touching the other person's soft little hair, Song Chunlin reluctantly let go of his hand.
"Okay, okay, brother has to go do some work. Come on, Lan Xin, let's go prepare today's dinner together."
"Oh, ok, let's have a feast."
Although he said he was helping, in fact Song Chunlin was just passing things around, keeping an eye on Fang Lanxin, and occasionally talking to Fang Siyi. The real work was done by the two Fang brothers.
Looking at the two diligent people, Song Chunlin remembered that the last time he came here, Fang Siyi was worried about her son's marriage, so he quietly asked Fang Lanxin if the brothers had someone in mind.
Fang Lanxin was young and didn't know what the ideal person meant, but after listening to Song Chunlin's description, a figure emerged in her little head.
"Ah, I see. Brother Chunlin must be talking about Brother Wu."
"Brother Wu? Which Brother Wu? Is it the Brother Wu who is as burly as a bear?"
Fang Lanxin nodded, and afraid that Song Chunlin might misunderstand, she stretched out her hand to gesture.
"That's the tall, strong, dark and silly Brother Wu."
After hearing the little girl's description, Song Chunlin's face looked a little strange. It seemed that Wu Ke came here quite often. He didn't know which of the two brothers was the one who had the idea.
Song Chunlin originally planned to ask Fang Chen about the situation when he was free, but when he turned around, he saw Fang Chen looking at him speechlessly.
"Master, instead of asking my sister, a yellow-haired girl, about the situation, you might as well ask me directly."
Song Chunlin was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that the cricket man behind him was heard by the main person. He was feeling embarrassed, but Fang Chen's next sentence directly dispelled his idea of setting up Wu Ke.
"The elder brother Wu that Lan Xin mentioned is indeed Wu Ke, but the person Wu Ke loves is not my two brothers."
"What? Then why does he always come to your place?"
Fang Chen did not say anything, but pointed with his chin towards the opposite side, which was the next yard.
Song Chunlin understood immediately that the real intention was not to drink. He didn't know who Wu Ke liked next door. Moreover, the girls and boys over there had a past that was too embarrassing to look back on. If Wu Ke wanted to win the beauty, he would have to work hard.
The roasted whole lamb needs to be marinated for a while. At noon, Song Chunlin specifically asked for Fang Siyi's hand-rolled noodles. Fang Siyi went to knead the noodles with a smile on her face, and asked Fang Chen and Fang Yi to stew a large pot of beef soup for her.
"This beef was originally intended to be eaten today. We also discussed whether we should go into the city to see the Lantern Festival in the evening."
"Now that I'm back, don't watch the lantern festival. I'll hang a few strings of small light bulbs for you later. I promise it will be more beautiful than the lantern festival."
Song Chunlin patted his chest and made a promise. After finishing his hand-rolled noodles with beef soup, he immediately went into his yard. He took out a large box of small LED bulbs from somewhere. All of them could be lit by batteries. Song Chunlin and Gu Fengyue strung the bulbs together in the yard. All the bulbs were strung together. When the switches were turned on, they flashed, shocking the four members of the Fang family. Even the people in the next yard were amazed after seeing this scene.
Huang Cuizhu in the next yard heard the noise in Fang Siyi's yard and guessed that it might be Song Chunlin who came back. Now seeing the bright lights in the yard, she was even more certain that it was definitely Song Chunlin who came back, otherwise there wouldn't be so many strange things.
Sure enough, not long after the sheep here were pickled, Fang Siyi went to the next yard to call for help.
"Sister Cuizhu, please clean up the restricted oven in the yard. Young Master Song is coming. He wants to treat everyone to a whole roasted lamb. The lamb is ready and waiting to be roasted."
A burst of cheers came from the yard next door, startling Wu Ke and Lu Jiming who had rushed over to celebrate the festival together.
Song Chunlin had already used his mental power to sense the approach of the two people, and before they reached the door, he went out to greet them.
"Young Master Song!"
When they saw Song Chunlin, Wu Ke and Lu Jiming were very excited. They dismounted from their horses and ran to Song Chunlin.
"Isn't today the Lantern Festival? Why is the young master here?"
Lu Jiming slapped the idiot on the back of his head: "Idiot, I came here to accompany Gu Sima, not for you?"
Wu Ke was slapped by Lu Jiming, but instead of getting angry, he started to giggle. Song Chunlin thought his laughter was very strange, so he turned his head and looked behind him. Oh, as expected, people from the next yard came out in a large group.
A group of people came over to greet Song Chunlin. Song Chunlin's face was almost frozen from smiling, and in the end he had to rely on Gu Fengyue for help.
With the addition of two strong laborers, the job of roasting the whole lamb next door was entirely handed over to them. Wu Ke patted his chest loudly.
"Leave it all to me. I'll make sure the lamb is roasted well."
While others were working next door, Song Chunlin concentrated on guarding his own vineyard and looking after his sheep with Gu Fengyue.
As the bonfire grew brighter and the sun set, the air was filled with the aroma of roasted whole lamb. Fang Siyi also made a lot of pancakes. The fragrant pancakes, coupled with the golden roasted lamb, made your mouth drool with one bite.
Song Chunlin ate the roast lamb with pancakes and squinted his eyes with satisfaction.
"Not bad, not bad, it's really delicious. Xiao Gu, if you lose your job in the future, you can consider opening a barbecue stall to ensure a prosperous business."
Gu Fengyue pinched a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth: "Eating can't stop your mouth, and you also want a barbecue stall. I think you want to eat barbecue for three meals a day, right?"
Song Chunlin swallowed the meat in his mouth, did not refute, and looked at Gu Fengyue and laughed.
They were having a great time here, and it was even more lively next door. It was a rare festival, so soon they started singing and dancing. Song Chunlin and Gu Fengyue snuggled up to each other, listening to the singing coming from over there. The singer had an ethereal and melodious voice, and the lyrics were in the local dialect, which neither of them could understand, but the melody was beautiful and cheerful, and they enjoyed it even though they didn't understand it.
The sky was getting darker, but the lights in the yard were getting brighter. Fang Siyi took out the lanterns she had bought in Baita City and asked her sons to hang them up and light them up. The yard suddenly became as bright as day. Song Chunlin seemed to have returned to the modern era, enjoying a rare vacation with his lover in a farm house.
But since it is a vacation, it will always end. Gu Fengyue asked Song Chunlin when he planned to go back. Song Chunlin thought about it and felt that he might only stay for a month or so. If he stayed longer, he might have a hard time explaining to Song Dazhuang when he returned.
"A month..." Gu Fengyue chewed on these three words carefully. A month sounded like a long time, but compared with the long separation, a month was too short. It was so short that he was afraid that he would not be able to remember these short thirty days.
Song Chunlin gently patted Gu Fengyue's head and comforted him: "It's okay, you're just stationed here for a few years. How about I kill all the barbarian emperors once and for all? Well, that should buy us a long period of peace."