Chapter 193: Drinking Tea and Listening to Books Around the Fire
In fact, Hongyan Teahouse did not disappoint its guests.
The script adapted from Qingtianji, through the storyteller's mouth, not only caught the ears and eyes of the guests present, but even Cui Qingyi, the original author, was fascinated by it.
Of course, it could also be because she drank several cups of rice wine in a row. When Konjac walked in, there was still a trace of worry between her brows. Because there were many people in the private room, she didn't want to talk to Cui Qingyi. At this moment, she was attracted by the old man on the stage who was speaking with great emotion, and temporarily put her worries behind her.
As for Qiao's mother and Chen's mother, they sat next to each other, staring at the storyteller without blinking, as if they were afraid of missing any details if they blinked.
After the performance on stage came to an end, the storyteller went backstage to drink tea and rest his voice, and only then did the people in the private room dare to breathe freely.
Konjac patted his chest and said, "Ouch, I'm suffocating. I didn't dare to breathe when I heard the key point just now."
At this moment, the scene unfolding in Cui Qingyi's private room was being played out almost simultaneously throughout the teahouse. Someone sighed, "The owner of this Hongyan Teahouse is truly remarkable. Every detail of this teahouse is so novel. I've traveled extensively throughout the country for so many years, and even in the capital, there aren't so many new and exciting things here."
The person sitting at the same table echoed, "That's true, but it's not surprising when you think about it. As far as I know, the owner of the Hongyan Teahouse opened a girls' school here, and it even gained the respect of the royal family. This is not something an ordinary woman can achieve."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone at the table nodded in agreement.
It seemed that all of Cui Qingyi's extraordinary qualities became natural as soon as she was linked to the royal family.
Cui Qingyi didn't know that many people in the teahouse were talking about her at this moment. The private room was a bit stuffy. After reminding everyone to put on their cloaks, Chen Ma pushed open the window of the private room.
The cold air mixed with snowflakes blew in her face, which was particularly refreshing. Cui Qingyi was afraid of the cold but loved snowy days the most. She often thought that if there was no death caused by cold and hunger in this world, then snowy days would undoubtedly be romantic.
She stuck her head out to look outside the street. Although there were no foreign caravans coming and going now, warehouses and post stations were already there, and merchants from the surrounding counties had already formed the habit of trading here.
But the heavy snow hindered the people's progress, so they had to close the warehouse door and gather in groups of three or five to chat about business.
Don't underestimate these small talk. Most businessmen have traveled to many places. You talk about your experience going north, I talk about the thrill of going to the island at sea, and some have been to the capital city under the feet of the emperor. Their words are full of yearning for the rich and prosperous places.
Everyone can get some clues from these descriptions and know what they should pay attention to if they go north in the future.
Cui Qingyi spent the whole day in the teahouse. During that time, she fell into a deep sleep because she drank too much rice wine. After waking up, she caught Konjac to play cards with her.
The group did not return home until the evening.
The owner, Cui Qingyi, also has a special room in the backyard of the teahouse, but she is still used to going back to Huaihua Lane. Konjac did not go back with Qiao's mother today. He stuck to Cui Qingyi and said that he wanted to sleep with her at night.
Knowing that Konjac had something to say, Cui Qingyi said, "That's great! It's been a while since we two sisters had a good chat together."
Mother Qiao was happy today, but she was a little reluctant when she heard Konjac said she wanted to live at Cui's house. However, for Cui Qingyi's sake, she could only tell her: "Go to bed early at night and don't play too late."
The first thing Man Yue did when she returned home was to go to the doghouse to look for Xiao Bai. The man and the dog squatted in the snow and cuddled for a long time until Wangcai yelled at them. They looked so reluctant to leave, as if Wangcai was the evil person who separated them.
Cui Qingyi sometimes felt strange. Her own Wangcai was sometimes very impatient with Shufeng and Heiya, her two cubs, but he liked Xiaobai and Manyue very much.
You can see that it never stops Xiaobai from burrowing under its belly to keep warm. This is a treatment that even Black Fang doesn't have.
In the evening, Cui Qingyi and Konjac lay on the kang in the back room, feeling the endless warmth coming from beneath them, and Konjac sighed comfortably.
Cui Qingyi: "Didn't I ask you to ask Uncle Fan to build a kang for our house earlier? Why didn't you do it?"
Cui Qingyi rarely took the initiative to ask about the Qiao family's affairs. Occasionally, she would just sit there and leave. But seeing that Konjac was living a good life and getting along well with her mother-in-law, Qiao's mother, she really couldn't understand why Konjac was unhappy today. Even Aunt Qiao looked a little strange.
"Qiao Yishi has a bad temper and the hot kang made him sleep uncomfortably, so he didn't do it."
Hearing this, Cui Qingyi was silent for a moment before nodding. After the lights were turned off and she lay down, she said, "The Qiao family's house is not small. If you build a kang in any room, you won't be too miserable in winter."
Cui Qingyi didn't want to say this at first, but maybe it was because she had drunk a lot of wine today, and after all, she was the girl she had raised since she was a child. Building a kang was obviously just a small matter for the Qiao family. When Cui Qingyi heard her say this, she felt a nameless anger rising in her heart.
This time he was unhappy, so he spoke more harshly, "I sent you to marry, bought you a dowry, and gave you the silver and land at the bottom of the box, not to make you live a life of compromise.
The Qiao family is certainly nice, but when people get along with each other, it's like the east wind prevailing over the west wind. If you only know how to give in, and only think about swallowing your grievances to keep the family harmonious, then I advise you to break up with Qiao Yishi as soon as possible, so that you don't have to come to me and cry in front of me when you've been wronged in the future, and then I have to bear the pain with you."
After saying that, Cui Qingyi turned around and fell asleep with her back to Konjac.
Cui Qingyi said that she fell asleep quickly after a good time, but Konjac kept his eyes open for half the night and still had no desire to sleep.
In fact, she came here today to tell Cui Qingyi that she was pregnant. She felt nauseous and uncomfortable when she woke up in the morning. She felt better only after she vomited in the spittoon.
Having a new baby in the family is a happy occasion, but Qiao's mother said that the roads were slippery in the heavy snow and she couldn't let her go out. However, she remembered that she had already made an agreement with the girl, so she insisted on going. The mother-in-law was worried about the baby in her belly and showed some unhappiness on her face.
Perhaps pregnant women are always melancholy, and after Qiao's mother got in the carriage and drove a distance, the incident was over. However, the more Konjac thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and Cui Qingyi noticed it.
Now that Cui Qingyi had retorted to her about the kang, Konjac felt so aggrieved that her tears almost wet her pillow.
Fortunately, she finally thought that if she showed up with red and swollen eyes tomorrow, it would make her mother-in-law think too much, so she stopped crying in time.
Cui Qingyi fell into a deep sleep. When she opened her eyes, the room was still dark and the only sound beside her was Konjac's light breathing.
"well......"
Thinking of what he said last night, Cui Qingyi sighed deeply.
Everyone in the Qiao family has a very good temper. If Cui Qingyi were to ask, they would be the kindest people.
Take Qiao's mother for example. If the young wives in Huaihua Lane get together and ask which mother-in-law is the best, Qiao's mother will definitely be the first choice.
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