Ling Ju looked at Song Wei's constipated face, and realized that his mouth was ahead of his brain.
"Brother, what's wrong? You look so pale. Did you not sleep well?"
"Yes, I didn't sleep well. There were a lot of explosions."
Ling Ju thought about it and it seemed like it was true. He did hear a lot of people setting off fireworks last night, but there had been winds for the past two days, so the air quality was still okay.
Then Song Qi pasted some hanging money and blessing characters on the windows and fences, and the process of pasting couplets and hanging lanterns was completed.
When he entered the living room again, Song Zhiguo, Song Zhiqing and Song Wei were not there. Only the Ling couple were left in the living room.
Ling Ju felt it was boring to just sit there, so she suggested going out and walking around the compound.
The Ling couple followed Song Xin, Ling Yong, Ling Ju and Song Qi out. The compound where the Song family lived was very large. From the compound, you could see Gulou Street, and there were alleys everywhere. You could even see the Di'anmen Tower a little further away.
Maybe because it was New Year's Eve, there were quite a lot of people on the streets. She heard that there was a temple fair in Beijing during the Spring Festival.
But she suddenly remembered something: when would her wedding with Song Qi be held?
"Song Qi, when are we going to have our wedding? What should we do? Should we go out for dinner?"
Song Qi squeezed her little hand and held her to prevent passers-by from touching her. "Wife, I didn't expect you to ask me this question only now."
"...I forgot. You know I'm pregnant now, and my brain isn't working very well."
"Little liar! We're doing it on the third day of the Lunar New Year. The two mothers have discussed it and it's an auspicious day."
Well, "I didn't expect the two mothers to believe this, but I quite like the feeling of being a hands-off boss, quietly waiting for everything to be arranged. This feeling is so refreshing."
"Second sister-in-law, it feels so good, hahaha, you used this adjective very well!"
Song Xin looked at Ling Ju, who seemed to be in a good mood. She always said some words that he could not think of.
What her second sister-in-law said last time about "The Great Ode to the Joy of the Intercourse of Yin and Yang in Heaven and Earth" was enough to shock her. Out of curiosity, she looked for this article in the school library after returning to Beijing, and she actually found it.
She didn't even dare to read it in the library. She borrowed the book and went home to read it in bed in the middle of the night. The article seemed relatively normal at the beginning, with a few empty and pretentious philosophical remarks. The more she read, the more she blushed. Ancient people were so unrestrained.
When returning the book, I even chose a time when the library was less crowded.
Actually, she didn't need to be so nervous, because there was more than just this one article in the book, but she was just very embarrassed.
Song Xin was immersed in his own thoughts and didn't notice what Ling Ju said at all. He only saw her mouth moving.
"What did you say, sister-in-law?"
"What are you thinking about when your face is so red? It's not that cold today, and it's almost the beginning of spring."
"Nothing... Hey, maybe it's from the sun."
After Ling Ju arrived in Kyoto, she felt that she might be influenced by the accents around her. She felt that Song Qi's Kyoto accent was heavier than when he was in Liao Province. Before, he didn't speak with a strong Beijing accent, and she couldn't even hear it when she was not familiar with him. Occasionally, he would adapt to the local customs and speak a few words of Northeastern dialect.
She is affected, and sometimes her speech is affected as well.
After all, she has lived in Kyoto for ten years!
In addition to cars, bicycles, and even human-powered tricycles, the streets are moving in a mighty manner. The sense of impact of the times is still very shocking.
If Song Qi knew that more than 20 years later, Kyoto had slowly become an international metropolis, what would he think? Would he be very happy?
If he knew that Kyoto would host the Olympics and the Winter Olympics, would he be shocked?
And should I tell him about her as soon as possible?
Ling Ju was thinking about something as she followed a few people around the compound.
Ling Dawei and Tian Mei were still very happy as this was their first time in Kyoto.
The alleys that are unique to Kyoto are very charming. In the future, the North and South Luoguxiang will be full of coffee shops and milk tea shops with unique flavor.
And now, these things don't exist.
Ling Ju suddenly felt like drinking milk tea.
"Song Qi, have you ever had milk tea?"
Song Qi thought for a moment, "Is it the kind that ethnic minorities drink? Brick tea and milk, with oil and fried rice in it?"
"That kind too, but I came up with a recipe in my mind. When I get back I'm going to try making it myself to see if it tastes good."
"Sister-in-law, can we use black tea or green tea? Or does it have to be brick tea? I can't seem to buy brick tea."
“Green tea or black tea is best and more common!”
A bold idea suddenly popped up in Ling Ju's mind: what if she opened a milk tea shop in Kyoto?
Inject some energy into your milk tea?
Isn’t this just like adding yingsu to spicy hot pot?
It’s just that the former is illegal, while hers is legal!
“I really want to find a way to make a lot of money!”
When she talked about making money, her whole face became sunny and bright. She even shook off Song Qi's hand that was caught by him and hugged Song Xin tightly.
Ling Yong in front also heard the noise and stopped to look at her, "Why are you so excited all of a sudden?
"I don't know what to say! I'll tell you when we get home!"
Ling Ju pulled Song Xin back quickly. The others were all stunned. Ling Yong looked at Song Qi in confusion, and Song Qi quickly followed, "My wife seems to be a little money-grubber."
Coincidentally, there was a stall selling fresh milk in the alley on the way home, so Ling Ju bought a kilogram directly.
Anyway, Song Qi's family has a refrigerator, so there is no need to worry about it breaking down.
It was already past ten o'clock when they got home. Song Wei and Song Zhiguo were helping to make lunch, Song Zhiqing was talking to Grandpa Song, and Ling Ju greeted them before asking Song Xin to go find green tea and black tea.
Then she went to the kitchen. Chen Chun saw her come in and was about to chase her out, but Ling Ju spoke first, "Mom, I want to make a drink for you to try!"
"Drinks?" Chen Chun asked.
"Yes, black tea, green tea, milk and sugar."
Chen Chun made room for him, "Okay, I'll make room for you first. Do you need me to prepare anything?"
"No, and Mom, can I make lunch today?"
Chen Chun refused directly, "No, you are pregnant and can't stand the smell of cooking fumes."
"It's okay, I don't cook it often. There are a lot of us here now, so you should take a break." Chen Chun must be very tired after cooking for a lot of people these days.
Song Wei heard Ling Ju was going to cook, "The food cooked by my sister-in-law is really delicious."
Song Zhiguo agreed, "Let the child do it, and let the second and third children help her."
Chen Chun thought that Tian Mei was still sitting outside. It was inappropriate to let a pregnant girl cook for her guests.
Unexpectedly, Tian Mei came over after hearing them talking, “Sister Chen, let the child do it. It’s time for us to enjoy the child’s efforts.”
Chen Chun was relieved and took off his apron and gave it to Ling Ju.
Most of the dishes are already prepared, you just need to stir-fry, fry or steam them.
While everyone was out of the kitchen, she quietly injected some energy into all the ingredients.
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