"The moonlight tonight is so beautiful..."

Du Bai looked up at the full moon and mentioned it casually. He wanted to learn from those scholars and talents to recite a few lines of poetry, but after thinking about it, he just laughed at himself. He was not a gentleman.

However, Su Wanmiao naturally did not understand the implicit meaning of this sentence. She just nodded without any spirit. Then she realized her abnormality and forced a smile to say a few relaxed jokes, pretending to be a little relaxed and at ease.

"The moon tonight is indeed very beautiful, even better than the previous few days. It may also be because there is the most beautiful fairy Chang'e living on it, so you talented men like to write poems and inscriptions for the moon..."

She didn't want others to worry about her.

Du Bai smiled, and naturally followed her words and said nonsense. "In fact, the moon may not be as beautiful as we see. It's just that it's far away, so it looks refreshing and bright. If it gets closer, it will become big and big, and it's bumpy. Well, maybe even the sesame cakes sold at the street stall are more attractive than it..."

He gestured his fingers and laughed.

= "Shaobian?"

It was probably the first time I heard such a strange association. Su Wan thought about it carefully. It was hard to imagine what would happen if the little moon in front of me became very big, but she also found it very interesting and couldn't help laughing. "My husband said something a bit vulgar, not like a talented man who wrote such poems."

He did not refute, but just turned his eyes and suddenly chanted, "Ten wheels of frost shadows turn into the courtyard, and this evening, the deceased man is alone in the corner. Su E may not be regretful, the jade toad is cold and the osmanthus is lonely."

As he finished speaking, he chuckled and said, "The poem is not difficult, what is difficult is the mood of watching the moon."

As for whether this poem was copied from the earth, it is obviously irrelevant.

When he heard a poem with a very artistic conception suddenly came to him, Su Wanmiao was slightly stunned, and then she seemed to recite it silently in her heart. Her eyes lit up slightly, and she chuckled without covering her mouth and said, "You are following. If you write such a poem in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club, I am afraid that those so-called talents will not dare to write it easily. If you just put it here to talk to Wanmiao, it would be a waste of some..."

"It's just this poem, is my husband missing his hometown?" She was a little curious.

Speaking of which, she realized that she did not have much knowledge of this somewhat mysterious husband, and it seemed that from beginning to end was limited to the public's perception of him.

It was not until she slowly came into contact that she realized that he had not often shown.

The indifferent and casual son, the ability to subdue demons and the good sentences that come casually, seem to have nothing to do with the pedantic and self-righteous scholar in his original cognition.

It seems that whenever she contacts more, she will find a new side of him, which makes her more surprised and curious. But she doesn't hate this feeling of becoming more and more intimate, after all, the two are legitimate couples.

"Do you miss your hometown?"

Du Bai thought about it and shook his head, "Maybe there is one thing, but I always think that maybe it is better for this place to live a life of a guy like me who has no ambitions..."

Su Wanmiao took two steps back, leaned slightly relaxed on the railing, with her hands resting on her head, and there was less seriousness and seriousness as a family member of Baili. At this moment, she couldn't help but be curious when she looked at him.

After all, a person with those abilities keeps saying that he has no ambitions, which makes people a little confused.

The two of them laughed for a while, and the atmosphere became much more harmonious. At the end, Su Wan looked at him with a wonderful smile, "Well... Isn't my husband missing something? Just like Zhirou always does this. If she suffers any grievances or wants to buy something, she will come to me and say something good..."

This is probably just a joke between the couple. After all, she has never deducted the money she gave him. However, Zhirou's side gave her a fixed monthly quota to avoid spending her like a child.

Du Bai looked at the moon and said softly, "I found that they are two sisters, but your sons are different. Zhirou has always been outspoken. If you have any grievances, you will definitely complain to you. But you, your wife, are more willing to bear it alone and don't want to make others worry about you..."

"I think so. Madam, you are now the head of the Su family. If you are in trouble, no one can ask for help. But..."

He turned around and looked at Su Wanmiao who was staring at him in a daze. He patted his shoulder and smiled, "At least please believe that my shoulder can be lent to you."

She looked at him for a moment and slowly let out a breath, as if the disguise in the flat was revealed by a sentence. Her shoulders drooped slightly, and a helpless smile appeared on her face. "So you discovered it, my husband..."

"I didn't want to bring these bad things home..."

After taking off the mask, she was like a little girl who was furious, pouting her little mouth rarely, as if she was upset about her incompetence.

"Even immortals can encounter problems that cannot be solved, let alone us small mortals." Du Bai smiled and couldn't help but take a look at her naturally revealing her little daughter's appearance.

"What a fairy, a fairy, a young daughter, I don't understand every family at all!"

Su Wanmiao was a little reluctant, and couldn't help laughing at her childishness. She buried her little face between her arms and smiled for a while. After a long time, she secretly turned half of her red cheeks and looked at him. There were a few lights in her eyes, and she murmured, "If you have a chance in the future, will your husband tell me?"

"must."

Du Bai nodded and stretched out his little finger to her and said, "Hook it."

"Hook?" Su Wanmiao bit her cherry lips lightly, sat up again, stretched out her little finger and hooked her timidly.

Du Bai smiled and said, "Hey, this is the tradition of our hometown. You can't change it after hanging it for a hundred years! What you change is a puppy!"

"What a strange custom." Su Wanmiao turned her head and said secretly.

When her fingertips separated, she seemed to be inspired. She leaned back on the railing, but this time there was less heavy in the gods, as if she had put down some burden inadvertently.

"I'm not allowed to laugh at me..."

"Hey... the Liu family is so annoying!"

She blinked her big eyes and muttered softly.

It seemed to be telling me, it seemed to be telling Du Bai beside me, and his tone was like a child making a tantrum.

"They rely on their wealth and power, not only secretly sent people to make trouble, but also poached more than half of the kiln factory masters I had hired..."

"Even the rest are mostly apprentices with impure skills..."

"Now there are these people left, but our construction period may be too late..."

"In more than half a month, the caravan of Rongjia Porcelain Village will pass here. We can't get the porcelain, and the things we planned for half a year will be ruined..."

"Our Su family... still can't get out..."
Chapter completed!