Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 30 Jinsi

Yan Cheng was stunned for a moment before he understood what Song Jinshu was talking about. He endured and endured and finally lowered his head and kissed him hard on the cheek, making a crisp sound.

Song Jinshu's face turned even redder, and he turned his head to avoid Yan Cheng's gaze.

"Take it! It must be worn close to your body!"

Yan Cheng called his maid and poured clear water in, and Song Jinshu bent down and stood in front of the bronze mirror to get dressed, and in a short while, he was neatly dressed and stood in front of Yan Cheng.

Because he was carrying Song Jinshu, Yan Cheng simply asked his servants to take out a jujube red horse from the stable, turned over and jumped on the horse's back.

Yan Cheng stretched out his hand towards Song Jinshu and smiled condescendingly. The sunlight from the sky in the early morning shone on Yan Cheng's shoulders, like a golden armor for him.

Song Jinshu was a little worried. Looking at the high horseback, he didn't dare to extend his hand, but when he looked up and saw the tenderness in Yan Cheng's eyes, Song Jinshu felt that there was nothing to be afraid of, so he put his hand in Yan Cheng's palm.

Yan Cheng grabbed his wrist with a slight force, and brought Song Jinshu onto the horse's back.

The sudden sense of weightlessness made Song Jinshu exclaim, and after a while, he landed firmly on the horse's back, with Yan Cheng's solid chest behind him.

The horse kicked its front hooves and stepped forward, Song Jinshu stiffened and didn't dare to move, clutching the reins tightly.

Yan Cheng deliberately teased him, the calf kicked the horse's belly, the horse raised its front hoofs and let out a neigh, Song Jinshu closed his eyes and leaned into Yan Cheng's arms, his back and front chest were tightly fitted, as if he was born It's just sticking together.

"Afraid?"

Yan Cheng leaned against Song Jinshu's ear and spoke, his lips lightly brushed against Song Jinshu's auricle, and he could clearly see the tiny fluff on it was gilded by sunlight.

It was only at this moment that Song Jinshu realized that Yan Cheng was playing tricks on him just now. He was afraid of falling off his horse and felt shy at the same time. Hearing Yan Cheng's question, he didn't answer and handed the reins to Yan Cheng's hand with a blushing face.

"Want to learn to ride a horse?"

Yan Cheng pulled the reins, the horse walked forward, and the two people on the horse's back jolted gently.

Song Jinshu felt a little strange when he rode a horse for the first time. He touched the smooth mane on the horse's back and nodded hesitantly.

"When the shop is not busy, Xianggong will teach you personally."

Yan Cheng noticed that the relationship between the two was much closer than before, so he always used names like Xianggong's wife to tease Song Jinshu, and saw him blushing She didn't dare to refute, her heart was itchy and swollen, and her lower body was also itchy and swollen.

"...Well." Song Jinshu bowed his head in response, the broken hair between his temples slipped and covered his profile.

Yan Cheng picked up the strand of hair with his fingers, pulled it behind his ear, and gently kneaded Song Jinshu's red earlobe with the pulp of his fingers.

He looked down and saw Song Jinshu's white to glowing neck in the sunlight, his thoughts drifted into the carriage of the previous life involuntarily, Song Jinshu's gradually cold body in his arms has always been a knot in Yancheng's heart.

Before he knew it, Song Jinshu's body was being eroded by the disease step by step, and this result was almost caused by him.

He couldn't even find the source.

Is it the root of the disease caused by his punches and kicks after getting married, or the root of the disease that has not recovered since the child was born?

The sun gradually rose to the horizon, Yan Cheng narrowed his eyes that were stinged by the light, and planned to wait until after the Spring Equinox to invite a famous doctor to come to the house to show his eldest brother and Song Jinshu a look.

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When the two arrived in the west of the city, the shopkeeper had already taken care of everything, and when he saw Yan Cheng leading Song Jinshu over, he was busy serving tea and pouring water.

In fact, Song Jinshu didn't have anything to do when he came to the store. The ledger was clearly organized, and he couldn't get involved in other things in the store. He could only sit in the hall and watch Yan Cheng discuss something with the shopkeeper.

Song Jinshu didn't feel bored either. He saw a bright yellow cloth in a woven bamboo basket by his hand. He pinched it with his fingers and looked at it, and found that something had cut a hole underneath.

The fabric was smooth to the touch, like gurgling water, and at a glance, he knew that it was a good material.

Song Jinshu felt it a pity, and stroked the crack with his fingertips.

The needle and thread box was placed at the bottom of the bamboo basket. Song Jinshu took out the needle and silver thread from it, and embroidered a pear flower on the crack under the bright sun outside the window.

When Yan Cheng came back from chatting with the shopkeeper, he saw Song Jinshu hurriedly putting needles, thread and cloth in the basket.

In a hurry, the needle stuck into his fingertips, and Song Jinshu groaned like a child who made a mistake, and put his hands behind him like he was afraid of being beaten.

Yan Cheng hurriedly stepped forward, ignoring that the shopkeeper was still standing behind him, and put Song Jinshu's fingertips into his mouth.

Song Jinshu was on his back, blushing and tried to grab his fingers back from Yan Cheng's mouth, but Yan Cheng bit his teeth gently, and his rough tongue ran across his fingertips, Song Jinshu only felt his waist A soft.

The shopkeeper pretended not to see anything, walked to the table and picked up the piece of bright yellow cloth. When he saw the pear flowers embroidered on it, he whispered "Huh".

"Is this pear flower sewn by the young master?"

Song Jinshu nodded after hearing this.

This cloth is brought back from the border area, and it is called Shaosi, and people in the border area often regard it as the most precious thing. It is made into clothes, and every New Year and festival has the opportunity to be willing to take it out and wear it on the body. The texture of Shao silk is silky and smooth, and the fabrics are all solid colors without any patterns on them.

The residents of the borderlands believe in the rewards of God, and never want to embroider superfluous decorations on Shao silk. After Shao silk was introduced to Youdu, the people in the capital also followed the tradition of the border areas, and there was never any embroidery on Shao silk.

Song Jinshu's pear flowers are very beautifully embroidered. The pear flowers on the branches in early spring are budding, and the silver threads are matched with bright yellow fabrics, shining in the sun.

The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed about holding the piece of fabric. He looked at Yan Cheng and Song Jinshu. It was a pity that this piece of fabric could only be sold as ordinary fine silk.

Yan Cheng gave up, grabbed the piece of fabric from his hand, stroked the piece of embroidery with his fingers, and smiled for a moment.

"I think the embroidery of this flower is very good, and the fabric is sold at the original price."

"But..." The shopkeeper hesitated, "The price of Shaosi is expensive because the fabric is of good quality and is pure and has no pigment. Decorated, embroidered with flowers..."

Song Jinshu understood what they were saying, and his face turned pale for a while, thinking that he had caused trouble.

Yan Cheng squeezed the palm of his hand and comforted him silently.

"Since this silk has been passed into Youdu, it's up to me how to sell it. The flowers on it were embroidered by my young master of Yan's house, and the price can only be high but not low."

Yan Cheng squeezed the piece of fabric in his palm, Take it to heart.

"Instruct the guys to send the remaining Shao silk to Yan's house tomorrow. In the future, we will embroider pear flowers on our Shao silk. Since it is embroidered by Jinshu, the silk will be renamed Jinsi. Only 30 pieces of silk are sold per month. , the price is two taels higher than the original Shaosi."