As soon as Han Xiao came back, he saw the young master lying on the windowsill on the second floor: "Soft!"
When the young master heard Han Xiao's voice, his eyes lit up and he leaned out half of his body: "Husband! You're back."
Han Xiao nodded downstairs: "Come down, let's go home."
"Well, then my husband, wait for me. We'll pack up and go home on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month." The young master quickly said to Han Xiao, and started to tidy up with the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.
Han Xiao waited downstairs for a while, and then he saw the young master running down the stairs with his skirt lifted up.
"Slow down, be careful not to fall." Han Xiao stepped forward helplessly to support the young master. He would remind the young master every time but he just wouldn't listen.
"Hehe, I get it. My husband, you are so nagging." The young master rubbed Han Xiao's arm in a flattering manner.
"You still think I'm nagging? Next time you really fall down, you'll cry." Han Xiao said, touching the tip of the young master's upturned nose.
"Okay, I get it. Let's go back quickly. I want to drink the chicken soup my mother made." The young master frowned and slapped Han Xiao's big hand away.
"Little greedy guy." Han Xiao said with a smile.
The two packed up their things and were about to go back, but Xing Yi was already waiting outside with a carriage.
The weather was hot, so a basin of ice and some ice water were placed in the carriage to cool it down.
The young master felt a little overwhelmed after such a short journey.
She tugged at her collar and complained, "It's so hot, husband, come up quickly too."
Han Xiao found it a little funny to see the young master squatting in front of the ice with his hot red face close to it.
"Is it really that hot? I remember Yipinlou seems to have cold drinks. Would you like to try some?"
I heard Lu Qingyun say before that with the hot weather now, cold drinks are very popular. A small bowl of cold drink can be sold for fifty cents, and there is even a shortage of supply.
Now everyone in Qingping Town knows that Yipintang has sufficient ice reserves, so Lu Ming has made a lot of money.
Especially the Yipinlou in the capital city, which really makes a fortune every day.
The young master immediately became interested when he heard about the cold drinks. He didn't mind the heat and hugged Han Xiao's arm: "Husband, let's go to Yipinlou. We haven't been there for a long time."
"Don't you want to drink the chicken soup your mother cooked?" Han Xiao looked at the young master and said with a smile.
The young master's face wrinkled with confusion. He wanted to have a cold drink and chicken soup at the same time. What should he do?
Seeing the young master's hesitation, Han Xiao stopped teasing him: "I'll ask Xing Yi to go back and tell mother later that I can make you some chicken soup. How about we go to Yipinlou first? The chicken soup will be ready when we go back in the evening."
After hearing this, the young master looked at Han Xiao with sparkling eyes and couldn't help but kissed Han Xiao on the lips: "I love you so much, my husband, but am I bothering you too much?"
The young master asked still a little embarrassedly.
Han Xiao took back the fire and lit it, then sat down beside the young master: "Don't worry, mother loves you so much. She knows you like to drink the chicken soup she stews, and she wants to stew it for you every day. Don't get tired of it when the time comes."
The young master quickly shook his head. His mother-in-law's cooking skills were very good. How could he possibly feel tired of it? His husband was just talking nonsense.
"Then let's bring gifts for Mom and Dad when we go back. Dad gave me a lot of good things, I'll give half to Mom."
Looking at the innocent expression of the young master, Han Xiao couldn't help but like him and kissed him fiercely.
When the carriage arrived at the foot of Yipin Building, the young master's mouth was bright red, and it was obvious that he had done something bad.
Chuyi and Shiwu were standing outside the carriage. They couldn't help laughing when they saw the young master looking like he was being bullied.
After being glared at fiercely by the young master, he arrogantly thought in his heart that they were all bad people just like his husband, and he should ignore them now.
The young master left the three of them and walked quickly into the first-class building.
Chuyi and Shiwu hurried to catch up, fearing that something might have happened to the young master.
Han Xiao got off the carriage last. Looking at the young master walking angrily in front of him, he could only smile and shake his head slightly. Oh, he had offended someone badly this time.
The stewards of Yipinlou all knew the young master. When they saw him come in, they quickly put down their account books and came to him: "Master Han, Madam Han, please come upstairs."
There was a private room upstairs reserved for Han Xiao and his friends. The young master followed the steward upstairs.
The steward in the private room specially asked for ice to be brought in, which made the whole room much more comfortable.
"Manager, please serve one portion of the latest dishes, and then bring up four portions of cold drinks." Han Xiao said to the manager.
"Okay, Mr. Han, please wait a moment, the food will be here soon." Then a waiter brought some iced fruits and tea.
"Then I'll trouble you to take care of it."
The steward knew at a glance that the young master was in a bad mood, but seeing that Han Xiao's expression was normal, he quickly retreated and left the space to them.
After the steward left, the young master picked up the fan, fanned himself a few times, and then threw it aside impatiently.
Han Xiao picked up the fan and shook it gently: "Ruanruan, please don't be angry, okay?"
"I'm not angry, husband, please don't talk nonsense." The young master turned his head to the side and refused to accept Han Xiao's flattery at all.
"I went too far. I admit my mistake and I will be gentler next time, okay?"
Chuyi and Shiwu listened to Han Xiao's fierce words with expressionless faces. It was obvious that they were used to the two of them whispering to each other, so they just pretended that the two of them didn't exist.
The young master's face immediately turned red. He glanced at Chuyi and Shiwu with embarrassment. His little hand couldn't help but twist Han Xiao's waist: "Stop talking."
Han Xiao raised an eyebrow, knowing that the young master was shy, and he coughed lightly and sat up straight: "On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, why don't you go and see if the food is ready?"
Chuyi rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "Brother-in-law, why don't you listen to what you are saying? The steward just left and even if the chef had eight hands he couldn't have acted so quickly."
However, Chuyi could understand that Han Xiao was a very evil person. He just wanted to get rid of himself and Shiwu and do bad things to the young master.
But even though he knew it, Chuyi had no choice but to obey, because Han Xiao was his son-in-law.
"Yes, Master, we'll go out first, you guys can chat slowly!"
Hearing the teasing in Chuyi's words, the young master's face turned even redder: "Don't say anything and go quickly."
Seeing that the young master was about to get angry, Chuyi stuck out his tongue and pulled Shiwu away.
Now there were only two of them left in the private room, and the young master was getting restless as Han Xiao stared at him.
He fanned his cheeks with his little hands, but seeing that Han Xiao's eyes were still on him, the young master couldn't stand it anymore. He pounced on Han Xiao fiercely, and covered Han Xiao's eyes with his little hands.
"Sir, please stop looking at me!"
Han Xiao pulled the young master into his arms, picked up a piece of fruit from the table and fed it to him: "If not Ruanruan, who should I look at? Do you want to look at the girl singing downstairs?"
The young master immediately raised his eyebrows and put his hands on his hips: "You dare!"
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