Chapter 172 Huai Xu "Did I kiss her that day?"...
As May approaches and the Dragon Boat Festival is around the corner, Song Jin's shop on Yuquan Street becomes extremely busy, but she, the boss behind the scenes, is quite relaxed.
Ji Shubai sat in the hall, listening to A Rong reporting to him which families had ordered and how many rice dumplings this year.
Neighbors who place orders for a few kilograms are considered small businesses, while those from the government office and wealthy families like the Chai family are the big orders, often hundreds of kilograms. Just a few orders are enough to keep the shop busy.
"Are there enough people in the shop?"
Ah Rong said, "We have already hired quite a few people for the mosquito coil business, but now we have stopped all the work. Let's finish the rice dumpling business first. We can still handle it for now."
Ji Shubai nodded, and mentioned a few more families, saying that if they had placed an order, it would be fine, but if not, he would send ten kilograms of goods to them a few days in advance, just as a token of his good intentions.
A Rong agreed to do it, Ji Shubai stopped him and asked Qingshan to give him a box of things.
"Madam T prepared it for you to take back. She said Du Juan might need it."
A Rong thanked him repeatedly, took the things, and then went out.
Song Jin sat in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, legs crossed, swaying back and forth with a pair of moon-white embroidered slippers hooked on his toes.
Chunyun stood at the railing, half of her body leaning out, and a drop of rain fell on her head.
"It's raining."
Song Jin stopped eating cherries and said, "No wonder the weather has become cooler."
Then Chunyun exclaimed, "There are frogs."
A hand pointed to the lake. Song Jin stood up and looked into the lake. Sure enough, he saw a small green frog lying on a green lotus leaf.
"Come over here and play for a while."
Song Jin was in a playful mood and was about to look for the net bag when she saw Ji Shubai coming out of the octagonal door on the opposite corridor. She waved for him to come over.
Ji Shubai walked around the corridor before finally reaching the pavilion in the middle of the lake, where he saw her wearing strange clothes.
If he knew the vocabulary of later generations, he would describe these clothes as a plain white satin sleeveless shirt with a ruffled collar and black cotton wide-leg pants. However, he was very familiar with the pair of moon-white embroidered slippers because he also had a pair on his feet.
That's Hong Xing's craftsmanship.
Her skills are now more and more advanced and are no longer the same as before.
A few days ago, he specially selected a painting of Venerable Lu Lengjia from the Chai family storehouse and copied it so that Hong Xing could embroider it into a folding screen. At present, this kind of embroidery is very popular among female venerables, and they are also quite generous when purchasing it.
As she said, she really had a skill that could support herself, and she moved from the embroidery workshop to A Rong's house on Yuquan Street. She felt free without anyone to restrain her, and just buried her head in embroidery.
When Song Jin mentioned this, he smiled and said that he might accept more disciples in the future.
But at the moment, she didn't care about Hong Xing recruiting disciples or how many people ordered rice dumplings. She just asked Ji Shubai to go and see the green frog on the lotus leaf.
“Does it look good?”
Ji Shubai frowned. What’s so good about frogs?
Song Jin pushed him and said, "You don't know how to appreciate it."
After saying that, he sat down on the beauty's backrest, tilted his head back, and let the cold raindrops fall on his face.
The rain gradually got heavier, and the lotus flowers in the pond jumped in the rain, making crackling sounds.
Ji Shubai reached out and held the back of her head, calling her back.
"You are quite comfortable as a hands-off manager."
Song Jin smiled and said, "I am very satisfied with you as the acting shopkeeper."
Ji Shubai sat down beside her and let her lean on his shoulder: "How is the mental arithmetic technique that Master Zhang asked you to write?"
Song Jin stopped smiling for a moment: "I'm writing, I'm writing."
Ji Shubai smiled indifferently and looked at the table. He vaguely saw a book on it with the words "Ci Lin Zhai Yan" clearly written on it. How could it be written about mental arithmetic techniques?
All bullshit.
The early summer rain, brought with it a slightly cool breeze, caused Song Jin to shiver as he sat on the lake.
"Cold?"
Song Jin hugged his bare arms and hummed.
"Go get a cloak."
Chunyun ran away immediately.
"What were you reading?"
Song Jin squeezed into his arms and muttered: "I read a few poems. Last time, I played cards with Madam Lu and the others, and we started to play poetry. I thought I couldn't embarrass you, so I made up my mind to learn it well. Next time, I will make them look at me with new eyes."
Ji Shubai stroked her back gently and asked softly, "So what have you learned now?"
Song Jin remained silent. After a while, he sat up straight and said, "Give me some time, I will definitely write it for you."
"Write?"
She still wants to write when her back is stumbling?
Ji Shubai pursed his lips and smiled: "Do you want me to teach you?"
Song Jin shook his head: "I am a new person... No, no need, I can learn it myself."
Song Jin said that she wanted to learn on her own, so Ji Shubai didn't go to teach her. Anyway, he didn't expect her to make any achievements in poetry. Instead of wasting time, he might as well let her have fun.
As the two were talking, Chunyun brought out a cloak made of bright red satin. The plain satin had peach blossoms embroidered on it from the shoulders down, from dense to sparse, covering half of the body.
A pair of white jade beauty stripes were added to her wrists, which made crisp sounds when accidentally touched, making Song Jin look gentle.
Just pants...
Ji Shubai pulled her back to the yard and ordered her to change her pants.
Song Jin chuckled and changed into a new one. When he came out, Ji Shubai had already ordered someone to move a chair to the corridor for him to sit and drink tea. There was also a stool with teacups and an empty chair next to it.
The sky is dimming, and a cool breeze is blowing. A cup of hot tea seems comfortable and cozy at this moment.
Song Jin sat on the empty chair, picked up his teacup and started drinking.
"A few days ago, Chai Heng told me that a ship that was sailing out to sea arrived at Yuegang two days ago. The cargo on board is expected to be shipped to Suzhou in half a month. There should be a lot of new things by then. Do you want to go and choose some first?"
Song Jin nodded: "Okay, you go with me."
I couldn't help thinking: It would be nice if I could give her a small mirror.
"I asked Qingshan to prepare a batch of goods earlier. We will go out to sea with this ship and will be back in a few months. You can have some free time then."
"Where am I not free?"
Song Jin loves to make money and would be worried if she didn't make money, but Ji Shubai is not very happy to be supported by her.
Since he was dismissed from office, he has no salary and has only used the remaining money in his family to buy a lot of land. Song Jin bluntly said that his title of Jinshi was enough to support his family just by tax exemption. He also knew in his heart that Song Jin was comforting him.
She could earn much more than he did, so he gradually developed a mentality of being supported by his wife. His self-esteem was at work, and he needed to be able to make money so that he could buy something for Song Jin without hesitation when she saw it, so he prepared the goods for the trip.
Fortunately, I have a wide social circle and a good reputation, so it is not difficult to get a small seat on the ship.
Song Jin knew what he was thinking. Since he wanted to earn money, let him do it. She was happy to have the extra income.
Ji Shubai started chatting with her again.
There will be a dragon boat race on Lake Tai in a few days, and the Chai family's pleasure boat is just the right place to watch the race, but there will be too many people that day, so I'm afraid the male and female guests will have to take their own boats, so they won't be able to accompany her.
Song Jin didn't mind and said frankly that he could play mahjong.
Ji Shubai laughed when he heard this: "You should win less, otherwise Madam Lu will be angry with her own bad luck in this hot weather."
Song Jin burst into laughter.
The summer rain comes quickly and goes away quickly. Before I could drink two cups of tea, the rain stopped temporarily, the sky was bright, the dark clouds were rimmed with gold, and two huge rainbows appeared on the opposite side.
Song Jin was delighted when he saw the golden light: "I will mix drinks for them on the boat that day, and I will definitely win over these ladies in one fell swoop."
Ji Shubai got scared when he heard that she wanted to drink: "When you are drunk, you will do whatever you want."
"Don't worry, I know who's good-looking even when I'm drunk."
After saying this, he felt really great and started laughing.
Ji Shubai narrowed his eyes and asked her, "Were you really drunk that time, or were you just pretending to be drunk?"
"What?"
On that day, Ji Shubai took Song Jin with him on an inspection tour. Song Jin drank too much because she didn't know her own limits. When Ji Shubai took her back, she almost molested him, but he didn't care because she was drunk.
Now it seems...
"You're not drunk, are you? That's just your personality."
Very rogue.
Song Jin was concerned about another point: "Did I kiss her that day?"
She wanted to confirm the time of their first kiss.
Ji Shubai shook his head after hearing this: "I never thought you were such a person before."
"What kind of person?"
"You're such a lustful person. I don't know how many men have been flirted with by you." Ji Shubai actually had a hint of jealousy in his voice.
Song Jin chuckled: "No, I only like pretty ones. You are the most beautiful man I have ever seen, so I have only flirted with you. I am not interested in others."
This reputation for chastity was actually maintained by being picky.
The two of them were chatting and laughing, and the aroma of honey wafted over from the corridor.
"Who is making honey?"
Luzhu replied, "It was Caitang. She said she wanted to make incense pills. We didn't have enough incense at home, so she came to make some."
Song Jin said "oh" and said nothing more. Lu Zhu asked again: "Madam, do you want to make some different incense? Every time I make it, it's the same strong plum fragrance as your husband's, but a little cooler."
However, Song Jin liked the cool scent of tea there.
"No, I want to be like my husband."
Ji Shubai smiled when he heard this: "Let her be, I like it too."
I don't know where Chunyun went to play, but now she was running into the yard. Her feet made a clattering sound on the wet stone slabs, and she seemed to be in a very good mood.
"Sister, look what I caught."
After saying that, he stretched out one hand and handed over something like offering a treasure, but it frightened Song Jin so much that he jumped up from the chair and squatted on the chair.
My goodness, she asked Chunyun to catch a green frog but failed, and now she caught a fat gray frog in her hand, which almost hit her face.
"You! Throw! It! Away! To! Me!"
Song Jin's soul almost flew away, but Chunyun asked: "It's fat and soft, almost like a frog, isn't it fun?" Then she pinched it twice.
"Where's the fun?"
Song Jin’s eyes almost popped out. How could a frog and □□ have the same appearance?
She is not blind.
"Hurry up and throw it away, Chunyun. You're scaring your sister."
Ji Shubai grabbed Chunyun's shoulder and asked her to go out, then turned around to help Song Jin.
Chunyun looked at □□ with a puzzled look on his face.
It's really soft and comfortable to pinch, but the skin is not very flat.
Song Jin was still in shock and gasped for breath while leaning on Ji Shubai's shoulder.
"Your sister really knows how to have fun."
Song Jin cried out in pain, her heart pounding. If she continued playing like this, she would shorten her life.
"By the way, she's not young anymore. Do you want me to help her choose a marriage?"
Song Jin stood up straight: "Don't even think about letting Chunyun leave me before she's twenty."
"Why is that?"
Normally, one could get married at the age of fourteen, but her spring clouds would have been full long ago.
Song Jin thought hard for a while and explained it to him seriously.
"Children's bones haven't grown yet. If they get married and pregnant, giving birth will be very dangerous, so it's best to get married when they are older."
"Like Dujuan?"
"That's about right."
Ji Shubai frowned: "Have you ever been pregnant? How do you know all this?"
Du Juan was pregnant, and Song Jin specifically told her to go back and live there and not worry about it, but she couldn't lie down all the time. He asked her to walk for an hour or two every day, saying that it would make the delivery easier in the future.
Dujuan gave birth half a month ago, and it went smoothly. Even the old woman who held her waist said that among all the women she had delivered, this was the smoothest one.
But Song Jin is not pregnant yet.
Song Jin looked up at the sky and pointed his finger at the sky:
"That world taught me."
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