The little fairy who is about to wear a baby is pregnant again

Rong Zheng was sulking in his heart but didn't know how to vent it, so he suddenly choked Wu Chengling again,

"It doesn't matter if you only eat one. Besides, ginger juice is spicy and hard to taste. Why not try the new dessert."

"What kind of desserts are there?" Ruan Ruan became interested.

Although she also likes the snacks in the city, she has already seen most of them.

Basically, all snacks are inseparable from the word "gan". After eating one piece, you have to drink tea to squeeze it down.

"It's a cream cake from Shanghai. The restaurant has a new one today. It needs to be refrigerated. It should be delivered soon."

"bang bang bang"

The waiter outside the door just brought the cake over and placed it next to Ruan Ruan with a wink.

"Guest, this is your cake. It happens to be the last piece in our store. Please use it slowly!"

Looking at her sparkling eyes, Rong Zheng was a little glad that he ordered in advance and just happened to grab the last piece.

"Thank you, Marshal. You're welcome!" She held the fork and moved her index finger.

A small rectangular piece of cake, decorated with light yellow cream, is hard in the mouth and has the sweetness of eggs and butter. Although it is not as delicious as in modern society, it still has a unique flavor.

The palm-sized cake, she savored it carefully and finished it quickly.

"It's delicious. I don't know when there will be new ones?" Ruan Ruan still didn't have enough.

"If Ruan Ruan likes it, I'll just let people keep an eye on it, and I'll send it to the Su Mansion when it's ready." Wu Chengling said considerately. He remembered that Ruan Ruan didn't like sweets much when he was young.

"Don't be so troublesome. I'm going to Shanghai in two days. There are many Western desserts there.

If you just bring it back, I'm afraid it won't be as delicious as freshly made. "

Ruan Ruan raised his eyebrows slightly as he looked at the man with a calm expression. He had made some progress. He had learned how to hook her.

"The commander-in-chief has many things to do, so I don't want to bother you. I'll just send someone to the Shanghai market to buy it."

Wu Chengling also noticed that the commander-in-chief had been deliberately intercepting his words tonight. No matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't help it now.

Seeing the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two, in order to avoid harming himself, Ruan Ruan changed the subject and suggested going downstairs to watch lantern riddles.

While they were eating, Zhu Qing had already won two lotus lanterns. Ruan Ruan glanced at the one in Cui Yu's hand and gave him a playful look.

Seeing this, Zhu Qing scratched his head in embarrassment and looked away.

"Is there anything you want from Ruanruan?" Wu Chengling lowered his head and asked her.

"Brother Ling, do you want to participate? I don't particularly like it. I just want to be happy and do my best."

She really didn't want it. Since it looked good, she just had to look at it twice.

However, Wu Chengling regarded her as a courtesy from his daughter's family. When he came on stage, perhaps out of anger and comparison, he made up his mind to win the lamp king.

Cui Yu on the side wanted to stick to the young lady's side, but the handsome man looked fierce, so she didn't dare to get close.

"Miss Su, why don't you go for a walk by the river." The people around her were too noisy, and the physical contact between them made Rong Zheng very uncomfortable. He forced himself to stand there and separate the crowd for her.

"Okay, let's go." Ruan Ruan noticed his movements and expressions and nodded.

When they left, Wu Chengling was concentrating on solving the puzzle.

The two of them walked slowly along the river. There were a few lotus lanterns floating on the gurgling river, which were placed by lovers standing on the bank.

Rong Zheng bought two flowers from the old lady's stall, and handed one of them to Ruan Ruan.

Looking at her slightly surprised look, he explained stiffly: "It's rare to come out, the important thing is to participate."

Ruan Ruan: Is this how the word is used? ?

She took it and just played with it.

She squatted by the river, a small one, her pearl pendant rustled slightly in the night wind, and the light reflected on the water surface reflected on her face, as agile as a floating light.

Even though the evening breeze was slightly cool, Rong Zheng still felt his mouth was dry.

At this moment, they seemed to be a couple among many young men and women. This thought made Rong Zheng's heart beat wildly, as if he wanted to vent something.

He was anxious to get rid of these emotions and took the initiative to go back. When he turned to leave, he didn't see their two lotus lanterns gradually touching each other, and the petals were entangled with each other and flowed away with the flowing water.

When she went back, Wu Chengling was coming off the stage with the exquisite side-mounted lotus lantern, and rushed to her in high spirits,

"Here Ruanruan, do you like it?" This sentence contained expectation, as if the question was not just about the lanterns.

The looks from the surrounding audience prevented her from saying anything embarrassing, so she had to turn around and say,

"Thank you, Brother Ling. Could you please hold it for me first?"

Naturally, Wu Chengling would not refuse.

"It's getting late, Marshal, let's get out of here first." After that, she said to Wu Chengling, "Brother Ling, I have something to tell you. Let's talk while we walk."

Wu Chengling nodded slightly, observing her expression, feeling a little nervous.

Zhu Qing behind him received the signal from his young master and dragged Cui Yu away.

The two walked on the other side of the street, and the crowd gradually dispersed and was no longer crowded.

Ruan Ruan spoke slowly,

"Brother Ling, we haven't seen each other for three years."

"Three years and five months." He clearly remembered the date she left the country.

"In the past three years, did Brother Ling miss me after receiving my letter?"

"It's natural. You and I...I wrote to you every month as promised, but I've become soft and don't like to reply." His tone was a little sad.

how come? If I remember correctly, I only received three letters from him the year before I returned to China?

Realizing something was wrong, she quickly asked 66 to check it.

"Host, you are so right!

Wu Chengling and the original owner wrote to each other every month. It was normal for the first two years. Since a year ago, the letters exchanged between the two were blocked by Wu's father. Only a few letters had to be sent with his permission. out.

Because Wu Chengling had devoted too much emotion to his original self, and Su Ruanruan had not returned home for a long time. Seeing his son getting older, he also coveted other children's children.

He once proposed that Wu Chengling meet women from other families but was rejected.

Because Wu's father couldn't directly propose to Su Ming'en to break off the engagement, he interfered and wanted the two of them to break off slowly. "

Looking at Wu Chengling's expression, he probably didn't know the twists and turns involved. Ruan Ruan thought about it and made a surprised expression and said: "What did Brother Ling say? I will send you a letter every month." I still have the ticket stub.”

"How come, you write me a letter every month?" Wu Chengling looked surprised, obviously disbelieving what she said.

"Yes, even if I changed my address, I would still go to the original post office to ask, but I haven't found your reply for a long time..." Ruan Ruan fell silent after finishing speaking. This is indeed the case for the original person.

Wu Chengling looked stunned, obviously he had figured out what was fishy about the letter, but he hesitated, not knowing how to explain to Xiang Ruanruan,

Is it my father's fault? Or was it his own negligence?

In the end, the only option is silence.

The relative silence made him feel flustered, as if the two of them had drifted apart to the point where they had nothing to say.

"Ruan Ruan, look, we all still remember the agreement we made to write a letter every month. We..." He wanted to reach out and hold Ruan Ruan's wrist, but she turned and avoided it.

"Brother Ling, it's not the unread letters or the three years apart. We have all grown up."

Her tone was gentle, but every word was like a heavy weight, and it made his heart hurt. He understood what she meant. He grew up, his preferences changed, everything changed...

"Ruanruan, do you have someone you like?" he asked in a slightly trembling voice,

"Have."

"I see,"

"It must be the commander-in-chief. I should have noticed it earlier." He smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.

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small theater

Wu Chengling: Hum hum hum chi answer the questions, and you will win lanterns for Ruan Ruan.

Father Wu: Wow, I received two more letters this month, just enough to collect a rice bag.