Madam, let's steam buns together

After thinking about it, Zhang Huaruo still felt that it was unbelievable that a steamed stuffed bun shop was worth 500 taels of silver. If the relationship between the two families was good and Yang Dabao's uncle wanted to help, then it would be reasonable.

He asked Yang Dabao: "Your aunt's family can be considered wealthy, are you close to your family?"

Yang Dabao told the truth: "I met you a few times when Dad was here, but we seldom interacted with him after that. About five or six years ago, my cousin and his family moved to Chang'an from outside. That’s how I found out about it.”

Zhang Huaruo felt something was wrong, and after thinking for a while: "Didn't your father hand it over to you personally?"

"Father and Auntie went so unexpectedly, how could it be handed over to me by my father? These IOUs are all placed in a wooden box, and I found it by accident. There were a lot of IOUs in the wooden box at that time. , I am not very literate, so I didn’t read them one by one. It was my cousin who mentioned this matter, so I went to look it up, and then I realized that there is such a huge amount of mortgage paper in it.”

If this is the case, Zhang Huaruo is relieved, the evidence should not be fake, it is because he is worrying too much.

only……

"When I was tidying up the clothes in the closet just now, I accidentally found the wooden box you mentioned, and there was only a piece of paper left in it, which is your uncle's paper."

Yang Dabao looked at him and smiled: "Well, I have already paid off those small debts, you don't have to worry, we will get better and better in the future."

Originally, they were still seriously discussing things, but Yang Dabao was always able to turn the topic to the future of the two of them, which showed how much he looked forward to the future of the two of them.

Yang Dabao was stunned for a moment, and foolishly said what was in his mind: "You look so pretty when you smile."

Zhang Huaruo turned his head away, raised his hands to cover up the smile on his lips, "You're talking nonsense."

"It's really good-looking. I've grown up so much, and I haven't seen anyone more beautiful than you."

What Yang Dabao said was sincere, and he was indeed telling the truth.

Zhang Huaruo raised his eyes and looked at him, and tried hard to bring the topic back: "...Why did that document become like this? I see a lot of damage on it, and some words are unclear or invisible."

Speaking of this, Yang Dabao is also very helpless: "It was still good at the beginning, and I don't remember when it became like this, but luckily the one at my uncle's house is still intact."

Zhang Huaruo frowned again, for some reason, he just felt that this document was not right.

"Uncle?" Wolfberry poked his head in from outside the house, making sure that the two people in the house were not doing anything shameful, he could come in, and rushed in, "A guy from the rice shop came to the door and said he was here for you." Delivery."

Yang Dabao remembered that there was another incident. He got up and went to receive the goods first, so he didn’t continue to chat with Zhang Huaruo. Zhang Huaruo looked at his leaving back, called to stop the wolfberry who turned around and wanted to leave, and called him to his side in a low voice. I ordered a few words.

Wolfberry was puzzled: "Young Master, why do you want me to inquire about this?"

"I tell you to go and you go, when did you talk so much nonsense." Zhang Huaruo raised his hand and tapped the wolfberry between his eyebrows, smiling dotingly.

Lycium barbarum rubbed the eyebrows that didn't hurt at all, pouted and acted like a baby: "Isn't it strange, young master, you care so much about what this relative of his family does, why don't you ask more about Yang Dabao and see if he is right?" Secretly hiding what shameful things you have done outside."

"What are you talking about, your mouth is itching again, isn't it?" Zhang Huaruo put on a serious face, scaring the wolfberry.

Wolfberry hurriedly covered his mouth and shook his head like a rattle: "No more nonsense, no more nonsense, it's just a joke, and I don't believe my uncle is that kind of person. I'll go to work now!"

Slip away, the guard's young master looks really scary.

Wolfberry laughed and ran away, leaving Zhang Huaruo alone in the house.

The book in his hand couldn't be read, so Zhang Hua put the book down, looked up at the sky outside, got up and walked to the wardrobe, took out the paper in the wooden box and looked carefully.

The wear and tear on the paper looks like insect bites, and with the age, the whole paper looks tattered after such a toss.

Gently stroking the damaged area, Zhang Huaruo read the contents of the entire receipt from beginning to end this time, and the more he looked at it, the more obvious the feeling of something wrong in his heart became.

This damaged place is really a coincidence. Except for one unimportant place, the other three places happen to be very important words in the receipt. If the words here are different, the contents of the entire receipt will be quite different.

Could it be such a coincidence that these words were bitten off by bugs?

Moreover, would a distant relative who was not in close contact and had hardly helped the Yang family after the death of Yang Dabao's father really be willing to mortgage five times the value of a shop to leave this shop?

People who are so generous and willing to help the Yang family shouldn't have had that much difference in their reactions before and after.

I hope I'm just thinking too much.Zhang Huaruo put the paper back into the wooden box, picked up the wooden box and looked at it.

One side of this wooden box has an exquisite hollow pattern, but there are some insect bite marks on it, as if some kind of bookworm that eats wood and paper crawled through here, got in and bit the writing inside.

Zhang Huaruo searched in other places, but he couldn't find the second place where he was bitten by insects.

... This bug really knows where to bite.

After Yang Dabao collected the goods from the rice and grain store, he saw that the time was about the same, and it was almost noon, so he hurried out to buy some fresh ingredients, and started making lunch as soon as he came back.

I have to say that Yang Dabao is very good at cooking. Not only can he make delicious buns and other breakfasts, but he can also cook a meal that is not a lot of variety, but it looks like a hearty meal. The goji berries he eats Zi praised again and again.

Zhang Huaruo, who was eating quietly, couldn't help but tap the wolfberry on the head with the other end of the chopsticks: "You don't talk when you eat, you don't talk when you sleep, you talk so much during a meal."

Wolfberry said while eating rice, "My uncle's cooking skills are really good!"

"Then eat an extra bowl of rice, what does it look like to be bluffing at the dinner table."

Yang Dabao smiled: "It's okay, it's just the three of us, there's a lot of atmosphere in a noisy family, you don't have to follow so many rules, you can be as comfortable as you want."

Zhang Huaruo hesitated to speak, since Yang Dabao said it himself, he couldn't refute it, so he just whispered to Yang Dabao: "Don't get used to him too much."

Yang Dabao flinched, as if he had done something wrong, and looked at Zhang Huaruo innocently: "He's just a child."

"It's not a three-year-old kid who doesn't understand anything." Zhang Huaruo sighed, and told Yang Dabao, "Leave him alone for small things and I won't say anything. Don't let him continue to indulge him when there are big things in the future."

Yang Dabao nodded seriously, and put some dishes for Zhang Huaruo on the small plate in front of Zhang Huaruo, while Goji Zi complained in a low voice: "Master, you are becoming more and more like the master of this family."

I got Zhang Huaruo's blank expression.

Yang Dabao was amused by the interesting exchange between the master and the servant, and he ate with his head down, trying not to let the two of them see him laughing.

At night, Zhang Huaruo took a hot bath in the house, and when he opened the door to let Yang Dabao in, Yang Dabao was wearing a pair of thin trousers, obviously he had just taken a shower outside.

Zhang Huaruo was dumbfounded all of a sudden, he was guarded in the mansion since he was a child, who dared not wear a shirt in front of him, was shocked by Yang Dabao's unrestrained style for a moment, and was stunned.

Yang Dabao is used to it, he has never gone out dressed like this before, and now he is at home, so it is convenient to take a shower, if not for Zhang Huaruo, he would have even taken off his outer pants.

Reluctantly feeling Zhang Huaruo's sluggishness and surprise, Yang Dabao looked down, and then he looked a little shy, and silently raised his hand across his chest.

Zhang Huaruo came back to his senses and took a small step back, not knowing how to raise his face to face Yang Dabao at this moment. He picked up a dry towel and handed it to Yang Dabao, but he didn't dare to look up at Yang Dabao: "Don't catch a cold, quickly put the Rinse off with cold water on top."

Yang Dabao took the towel and wiped it quickly. After hesitating for a while, he still wanted to explain: "...I take a bath like this on weekdays. If you don't like it, I will put on my clothes before I come in next time."

"You don't need to change your habits for me, I just haven't gotten used to it yet, so I don't need to change it."

Zhang Huaruo raised his head for a quick glance, then quickly turned his back to stop looking, but the tips of his ears turned red silently, glowing pink against the light.

It was only after Yang Dabao had close contact with Zhang Huaruo that he realized that there really is skin that can be broken by blows and bullets, so tender that even light can penetrate it.

After Yang Dabao dried his body, he quickly took out a clean underwear from the closet and put it on. After putting it on, he couldn't help reminding Zhang Huaruo: "I'm fine."

After all, the two of them are still newly married, so they are inevitably still a little cautious, and there is always a process of getting used to living together.

The wine from last night was still intact, the two of them collided with each other, looked at the wine glass on the table at the same time, glanced at each other at the same time, and looked away at the same time.

"Then what... do you want to drink?" Yang Dabao asked a little embarrassed.

Zhang Huaruo walked to the table and began to pour two glasses of wine from the jug. Yang Dabao knew that he agreed when he saw his action, and walked a few steps forward to Zhang Huaruo.

When Zhang Huaruo picked up two glasses of wine and looked up, the tall and big Yang Dabao was already standing in front of him, protecting him like a steady mountain in the shadow of the light on the other side.

He raised one of the glasses of wine to Yang Dabao, and Yang Dabao took it.

The two first drank a little of the wine in their respective glasses, then intertwined their hands holding the wine glasses, clasped their wrists, drank the wine in each other's hands, and finally drank the wine in their glasses in one gulp.

You have me I have you.

The light was dim, and this little bit of alcohol seemed to set off the atmosphere just right. Zhang Huaruo slightly raised his head to look at Yang Dabao, and at this moment, he had the idea of ​​not wanting to refuse.

If Yang Dabao still wanted to kiss him like yesterday, he would really not refuse, but he would definitely not take the initiative to ask for a kiss.

Yang Dabao gradually approached, Zhang Huaruo's heart was beating violently, as if beating gongs and drums intensively, thump thump thump, and his thoughts were confused.

Can't help but close your eyes.

The imagined touch did not appear.

Yang Dabao took the wine glass from Zhang Huaruo's hand, put the two wine glasses on the table together, turned around and walked towards the bed.

Zhang Huaruo opened his eyes, looked at the empty hand holding the wine glass, blinked, and then realized that Yang Dabao didn't mean that at all, he just leaned over him and put the wine glass back on the table.

He quietly raised his hand to hold down his still beating heart, not understanding why he had a mixed feeling of having escaped a catastrophe and feeling lost, so he stood still in embarrassment.

Yang Dabao was making the bed with his back to Zhang Huaruo, making the bedding on the bed, so he didn't notice anything unusual about Zhang Huaruo. After the bed was made, he asked Zhang Huaruo to go to bed first, and he stayed under the bed until the lights were turned off before going up.

Zhang Huaruo let out a "huh", trying not to let Yang Dabao notice his abnormality, took off his shoes and fell asleep inside, facing the inside of the bed as if he just woke up this morning.

The light in the room was dimmed, and the entire field of vision became dark.

The rustling beside the bed was the sound of Yang Dabao going to bed, and it soon became quiet.

Zhang Huaruo closed his eyes and began to sleep, while Yang Dabao behind him was watching Zhang Huaruo's back with his eyes open, and closed his eyes contentedly after seeing enough.