Chapter 71:

"Hum" twice, the car window was knocked, and a clear voice came from outside: "Sister-in-law?"
Jiang Shuyao breathed a sigh of relief, got out of the three of them, and raised the curtain.
Xie Xun saw her poking out his head, his eyes warmed.
Jiang Shuyao smiled at him, got out of the carriage, and said to the three people inside: "Sister-in-law and second-in-law Qingshu, I'll go with him first."
Three people inside responded.
Jiang Shuyao pulled Xie Xun's sleeve: "Let's go."
After walking a few steps, there was a sudden shout, which shocked Jiang Shuyao.
"Sister-in-law!" "Sister!"
Jiang Shuyao turned his head and found the group of people in the East Palace standing all behind him.
Lin Cheng looked at the signs hanging on the snack street, with infatuation and expectation in his eyes, as if he had met a lover who had been waiting for years to finally hold his hand.
"It's finally opened." He sighed quietly.
Jiang Shuyao turned to look at Xie Xun.
Xie Xun’s face was paralyzed, and a trace of disgust flashed on his face, and he explained in a low voice,
I was looking for you after I was on duty. Lin Wenrao found out that I had not walked back to the house. Then he yelled, and all my colleagues gave it to me. Follow me."
If they came here to cheer for the Lin family's business, Xie Xun would be very welcome, but when they ran over with such a mighty presence, Xie Xun would feel helpless and feel a little embarrassed if they ran over with such a grandeur and didn't see the dignity and seriousness of the Donggong officials.
Lin Cheng sniffed, and was about to be dizzy. He was familiar with himself: "Why don't you tell my brothers and sisters about the opening of my sister-in-law's house, we must come and cheer."
A thick-skinned reply: "Exactly."
Although the thin-skinned was a little bit ashamed, he nodded.
Jiang Shuyao glanced at Xie Xun again.
Xie Xun twitched his eyebrows and stood silently in front of Jiang Shuyao to prevent the intrusion of foolishness.
"Hey, don't stand here and chat, let's go in to eat and drink, and drink and eat." Lin Cheng clapped his hands and swayed in, just like at home.
The rest followed quickly.
Xie Xun stood still, and Jiang Shuyao asked, "Aren't you with them?"
"No." Xie Xun said without hesitation, then looked down at her, naturally, "I'm naturally with you."
His tone has always been flat, but after getting along for a long time, Jiang Shuyao can always hear some differences.
For example, now, his tone is inadvertently with a familiar flattery.
Jiang Shuyao blushed inexplicably, and pulled Xie Xun's cuffs: "Are you hungry?"
"It's okay." Xie Xun tugged at the neckline, "It's a bit hot, and I don't have a big appetite." Because he thought that Jiang Shuyao was so worried yesterday, he rushed over immediately after getting off duty, trying to be with her, sweating out. .
Jiang Shuyao and him slowly shuttled through the crowd: "Then drink something cold and take a breath."
She led Xie Xun to a restaurant with narrow noodles, and said to the lady boss who was busy in the shop: "Here is a bowl of cold shrimp."
After speaking, he looked back at the tall, thin and handsome Xie Xun, and silently added: "The biggest bowl."
The proprietress covered her mouth and smiled: "Oh, I understand, the sweetest thing is for a young couple to eat the same bowl."
Jiang Shuyao: ...No, you misunderstood, Xie Xun can eat it all by himself.
In order to save Xie Xun's face, she chose to shut up.
The raw material of cold shrimp is rice. After the pulp is cooked, it is filtered with a colander and drained into cold water to set the shape. Short and fat, with a pointed head and a pointed tail, floating in cold water, it is soft and tender, shaped like a shrimp, so it is called a cold shrimp.
The proprietress used a slotted spoon to scoop out a large spoonful of cold prawns from the cold water basin, put it into the mixed brown sugar water, sprinkle with red, green and green candied shreds, sesame and peanuts, and the white prawns were blended into the clear and rich brown sugar water. The black and brown sweet water looks cool and thirst quenching, full of fun.
Xie Xun and Jiang Shuyao took their seats. The lady boss handed over two spoons, and the two took them. Xie Xun pushed the bowl to the center.
Jiang Shuyao said, "I don't eat it."
Xie Xun thought about the boss's wife's teasing just now, and realized that Jiang Shuyao didn't say anything because the boss's wife broke his mind, but saved him face.
Well……
Xie Xun poked the plump rice shrimp with a spoon, sighed inwardly, and became ashamed.
Jiang Shuyao said: "Aren't you hot? Drink it quickly. The chilled shrimp is sweet and relieves heat, just to dissipate heat."
Her ordinary care made Xie Xun happy again, nodded quickly, and scooped up a spoonful of brown sugar water.
The brown sugar water is mixed with the cold water that has been in the well. It is sweet and cool, with a rich cane fragrance, and the sweetness is sufficient but not greasy. The fine taste is bitter, bitter and sweet, and has a long aftertaste.
Because the brown sugar water is not too thick or too sweet, the taste is a lightly sweet taste, so the proprietress is not stingy, the soup is filled with a large bowl, and it is enough to drink the brown sugar water. .
Scoop a spoonful of cold prawns. The short and white cold prawns are rippling in the black and red clear sugar water. The mouth is cool and the taste is delicate and sweet.
As the name suggests, the cold shrimp leaps on the tip of the tongue like a small shrimp. It is soft and smooth, sweet and tender. It sways in the sweet and slightly bitter sugar water.
The cold prawns are made of rice, with the scent of rice. Although the outer skin is slippery, the inside bites soft and waxy, the muscles are flexible, and the tongue seems to be unable to catch the wandering and slippery cold prawns. Let it be in the mouth. It is quite interesting to collide with the brown sugar water.
I caught the creamy cold shrimp with a few bites. The glutinous and cool rice scent spreads in my mouth. There is no need to chew. The cold shrimp slides down the throat along the sweet brown sugar water. The coolness is swayed all the way, irritable. The summer heat disappeared immediately, refreshed, and the heat and exhaustion of the whole body melted in this simple sweet and cool taste.
When Xie Xie ate these soups and waters, he still gave a stern look. The elegant appearance and sweet water were really against it, but the more Jiang Shuyao looked at it, the more he felt that this pleasing to the eye seemed to be a little strange and lovely.
Xie Xun drank several mouthfuls before speaking: "Very good." He naturally received, "It's the recipe you came up with."
Jiang Shuyao quickly turned his head to look at the people around him, and he was relieved to see that no one heard him, and said to Xie Xun, "How embarrassed there is such a boasting."
Xie Xun looked innocent, and once again buried his head and quietly drank the cold shrimp. Seeing that he was drinking fragrantly and he was a little thirsty, Jiang Shuyao used a spoon to scoop a small spoonful of brown sugar water.
Xie Xun was still drinking cold shrimp quietly, but when she saw her put the spoon into the bowl and put it in the mouth, her ears became red.
For him, it is too ambiguous to eat the same bowl, and it is still the case that he ate almost half a bowl.
Although he used to clean Jiang Shuyao's leftovers, but... but this is different, this time she drank the soup he had drunk.
"Why don't you drink it?" Jiang Shuyao asked.
Xie Xun’s throat was itchy, unable to scratch, and turned his head to cover it up:
It’s okay.
After a few seconds, he felt unwilling again,
I’ve eaten this. Don’t you dislike it?

Jiang Shuyao laughed when he heard the words: "What to do, you often eat the dishes I have used, do you dislike it?"
"of course not."
"Then I certainly don't."
This is different. Xie Xun thought, but it seems that this is not a good time to talk.
He was thinking about turning Jiang Shuyao to the lakeside location of the pavilion that often appeared in the script at night, when a loud horn rushed from behind him: "Bo Yuan, so you are here."
Holding the unfinished fried skewers in his hand, he saw the cold prawns in front of Xie Xun, and his eyes lit up: "What is this, eh, madam, if you come for a bowl, it needs such a big bowl, I want to take it away. Let the servants come to pick it up later, and they will return the bowl at night."
After finishing talking, he took care of business and said to Xie Xun: "We have an appointment to swim the lake at night, and the painting is set, are you coming? I have bought all the food on this street, and I will eat it later on the boat." To Jiang Shuyao, "Come on too, sister-in-law, cool on the lake."
It was a bit presumptuous when I said this. After all, when a group of men gathered together, it seemed inappropriate to call her a woman. They were about to apologize when they heard Xie Xun's decision: "Okay."
Xie Boyuan, on the boating lake, this time you can't miss a good time again.
Jiang Shuyao hadn't been on the boat before, and was very excited. He urged Xie Xun to finish the cold shrimp and drove to the lake in a carriage.
At this time, the setting sun had sunk for most of the time, the light was dim and gloomy, the painted boats lit lanterns, and the tulle was hanging on the dark lake. The stars were dotted and the halo was hazy. You can imagine how beautiful the night is.
Xie Xun got on the boat first and handed his arm to Jiang Shuyao.
Jiang Shuya held his arm and strode onto the boat board.
Inside the East Palace, everyone was enjoying snacks, laughing and making a noise.
Jiang Shuyao didn't want to go in, because he could blow the cool breeze with moisture outside, which was much more comfortable than inside.
She hadn't spoken yet, but Xie Xun seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, let her cool down here for a while, and went to the bow of the boat to find the boatman.
Jiang Shuyao watched him talking with the boatman, not knowing what he was going to do, turned his head back bored, and happened to look at the people on the boats swimming nearby.
The man was a little excited when he saw her and waved to her.
With the lantern on the painted boat, Jiang Shuya barely recognized her as his little cousin.
He has always been doing business with Lin's side. It is not uncommon to appear here today. He must have just finished his work, so he will come to paint the boat for a while.
Thinking of the excitement of today's snack street and the success of the business, Jiang Shuyao's face was filled with an excited smile, and he waved to him as well.
A little far away, the little cousin put his hand to her mouth and shouted to her: "I will go to my second cousin in a while. See you on the shore."
Jiang Shuyao roared back, "Okay, see you on the shore."
When Xie Xun came back, he heard the two shouting "See you on the shore".
His eyesight was much better than that of Jiang Shuyao, and he saw the appearance of the painter on the opposite side at a glance.
Handsome and romantic, with a little femininity, it was the person who had a very happy conversation with Jiang Shuya on the Dragon Boat Festival.
At that time, he wanted to give the golden hairpin to Jiang Shuyao, because he encountered the conversation between the two and felt uncomfortable, so he took the hairpin back and did not transfer it to Jiang Shuyao on the spot.
At that time, I only felt sad and bitter, and I didn't understand why, but now I know it all.
When Jiang Shuyao turned her head, she saw Xie Xun standing silently behind her, half of his face sinking into the dark, looking a bit cold and terrible.
She was about to open her mouth to break the atmosphere, Xie Xun strode over suddenly, causing the planks to creak.
He frowned tightly with a solemn expression, and his already cold appearance became even colder, making Jiang Shuyao subconsciously cringe.
He bluntly said: "Jiang Shuyao, I ask you, why did you marry me that day?"
This question was raised on an impulse, but after asking it, Xie Xun did not regret it.
The accumulated throbbing, entanglement, and sorrowful emotions were mixed together, making his heart flustered, and the more procrastinated some words, the more he couldn't say them.
What's more, he can wait, can Jiang Shuya wait? Although she married him, they are not a couple at all.
Sure enough, Jiang Shuyao was dull when he heard this question, stammering not knowing how to answer.
Xie Xun had expected her to react like this a long time ago. There was no shyness, no attachment to being rescued by him when he fell into the water, no obsession and madness when he was forced to death, only at a loss and panic.
Thinking of her rejection and estrangement when she just got married, she thought that she was obsessed with herself, and it was a joke in the end.
He felt hot on his face, recalling all kinds of past events, and his heart was stuffy, very embarrassed, but this embarrassment was more bitter, sad, not ashamed.
Xie Xun regretted it, regretted his impulse, regretted not continuing to boil the frog in warm water.
Now that the facts are in front of him, he is willing to face it and must face it, she has never liked him before.
He thought so, and asked the same.
"Have you ever pleased me?"