Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 311 Can’t think of a title

In the middle of the night, Song Chunlin and Gu Fengyue sneaked back to the Song family. After running around for several days, Song Chunlin relaxed as soon as he got home. He lay down completely on his bed and didn't want to move at all.

Gu Fengyue couldn't bear it anymore, so she went to the kitchen, lit a fire, boiled some hot water and brought it over so that he could take a shower before going to bed.

Song Chunlin was too lazy to get up, so he simply stretched out his arms towards Gu Fengyue and instructed her to pick him up.

Gu Fengyue originally wanted to refuse, but when she saw Song Chunlin's innocent look, she couldn't help but walk to the bed, leaned over and hugged him in her arms.

Song Chunlin was slightly shorter than Gu Fengyue. When Gu Fengyue held him in his arms, his head could be buried in his shoulder.

This posture made Song Chunlin feel instinctively comfortable, but he ignored the person who was holding him, whose face was now red as if blood was about to drip out.

Song Chunlin rubbed Gu Fengyue's shoulder unconsciously, which made Gu Fengyue's heart flutter and her steps a little unsteady. Fortunately, Song Chunlin didn't notice.

Only after he put the person safely on the chair did Gu Fengyue flee from Song Chunlin's room, ran all the way to the well, drew a bucket of water and poured it over his head. The cold well water poured down on his head. After three buckets of well water, Gu Fengyue felt that the heat in his body had finally been suppressed a little.

When Song Chunlin came out, he saw Gu Fengyue pouring well water on himself. He felt somewhat puzzled but also lamented that young people were full of energy.

He walked behind Gu Fengyue, produced a large towel, and covered Gu Fengyue's head directly with it.

"Wipe it off. Even though it's summer now, there's no need for you to take a cold shower. What if you catch a cold? Don't you want to attend your brother's engagement ceremony?"

Gu Fengyue took the towel and smiled at Song Chunlin.

"I just took a cold shower because I felt too hot. What's wrong? Didn't you say you were sleepy a long time ago? Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Song Chunlin had just finished taking a shower, his hair was still a little wet, and his body exuded a pleasant faint floral scent. When he approached, the scent was particularly obvious. Gu Fengyue felt that the anger that had just been suppressed was now showing signs of resurfacing, so she quickly changed the subject.

After hearing his words, Song Chunlin smiled and took out a skewer and a cold beer from the space.

"Beer and barbecued crayfish, are you sure you don't want to try some?"

Looking at Song Chunlin with a greedy look on his face, Gu Fengyue rubbed his head lovingly, asked him to wait a moment, and she would go back to change clothes and come over.

When Gu Fengyue changed her clothes and came to the main room, Song Chunlin had already filled the table with all kinds of delicious food and beer. In addition to the necessary grilled skewers, there were also crayfish, stir-fried clams, and even a large pot of grilled oysters.

Gu Fengyue often followed Song Chunlin to eat and drink. Looking at the full pot of grilled oysters, Gu Fengyue's face was a little stiff. Song Chunlin invited him to eat several times, but he hardly moved his chopsticks.

However, Song Chunlin himself was eating happily. Seeing that Gu Fengyue didn't eat much, he assumed that he was not hungry.

Seeing that Song Chunlin was eating so happily, Gu Fengyue simply put on gloves and started peeling lobster shells for Song Chunlin. He peeled one and fed it to Song Chunlin. Song Chunlin was so happy that he didn't have to do it himself. He just opened his mouth and caught the lobster tail. His eyes were narrowed with joy.

Neither of them had enough fighting power. After drinking a can of beer, Song Chunlin felt a little full, so he quickly asked Gu Fengyue to stop.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to hold on."

When Gu Fengyue heard Song Chunlin say that he couldn't eat anymore, he stopped peeling the lobster, took off his gloves, and started cleaning up the mess.

Song Chunlin put the unfinished food into the space, waiting to eat it next time. Gu Fengyue helped to collect the garbage together. The degradable ones were thrown directly into the compost pit in the backyard. The non-degradable ones were all put into a plastic bag. Song Chunlin put them all into the space and would take them out and burn them next time he had the chance.

Most of these are plastic waste, which smells very bad when burned, so Song Chunlin has to burn them in the wild every time.

What? You said this thing pollutes the air?

Can such a small amount of plastic waste be compared with the chimneys of chemical plants in later generations?

The amount of black smoke coming out of that big chimney in one day is equivalent to the amount Song Chunlin burns in a year. It can't damage the environment at all.

After the two of them cleaned up the main room, Song Chunlin considerately sprayed air freshener and pretended that nothing had happened.

Of course they couldn't fall asleep right after eating, so the two of them were free and started sitting in the yard, drinking beer and looking at the stars.

The two were chatting, and soon Song Chunlin's head began to nod. He felt sleepy when he drank too much, and that was the case right now.

Seeing that he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, Gu Fengyue simply picked him up and carried him back to his room.

Song Chunlin fell into a deep sleep almost the moment his head touched the pillow. Gu Fengyue covered him with a quilt and left quietly.

Gu Fengyun's engagement was not as grand as his brother Gu Fengyue's. Even the matchmaker was just his colleague. Many people were not optimistic about this marriage, especially when they saw the Su family's slightly shabby courtyard, they all showed expressions of confusion.

"How come the Marquis of Yongyi's family is such a noble one, but the wife they are seeking to marry is just a commoner?"

"They are not commoners, right? Isn't the Su family the owner of Shengji? Oh, no, this is a marquisate family, and it's paired with merchants. This, this, this... If the old marquis knew about this, he would be so angry that he would come back to life."

"The Su family is not as good as the Song family. At least the young man of the Song family is the sharpshooter appointed by His Majesty to protect the country. His elders also have titles. The Su family can't even compare to them. No wonder Lord Gu is unwilling to ask Princess Baohua to be the matchmaker again."

The discussions outside were getting louder and louder, and Su's mother and young man inside looked unhappy. Fortunately, among the colleagues invited, there were a few who knew how to deal with things, so the situation was not too awkward.

After the routine exchange of engagement letters, the marriage between the two families was settled. Seeing that her son's marriage was settled, Su's mother felt more at ease, especially as the brothers Gu Fengyun and Gu Fengyue treated her and her son very well. Gu Fengyue did not seem to dislike Su Xiaoge'er's sister-in-law and called her "Auntie" all the time, which made Su's mother feel very comfortable.

The Su family did not have many relatives and friends, and Young Master Su only planned to invite some shop assistants and managers, as well as neighbors he had been on good terms with, so he only set up three tables in his own yard.

The Gu family was more lively. When Gu Fengyue got engaged, Gu Fengyun only invited a few close colleagues, but this time, he made a big fanfare and invited all the elders in the family who were older than him. He also invited all those who had a say in the court. The Marquis' Mansion became lively after a long time, and the yard almost couldn't accommodate so many tables.

The Song family was also invited to join in the fun, and were packed up by Gu Fengyun and taken to Gu Fengyue's yard.

On the other side, although the Su family did not invite many people to the banquet, the three tables were prepared very decently because of the ingredients sent by Gu Fengyun in advance.

Moreover, the chef who cooked the dishes was someone Gu Fengyun borrowed specially from Song Chunlin. He was the master chef in the military camp canteen, so his cooking skills were naturally impeccable.

The table was filled with meat dishes, and the vegetarian dishes were just embellishments. In the alley where the Su family lived, other residents had just a well-off life. They had never seen so many meat dishes at an engagement banquet.

In addition to the usual chicken, duck, fish and meat, there were even two game dishes, namely braised rabbit meat and cold rabbit. Both were delicious tastes they had never tasted before. Everyone said that the dishes tasted so good that it made Su's mother proud.

Later, after seeing off the guests, Su's mother gave the chef a big red envelope.

Brother Su returned to his room and changed into new clothes. He had specially changed into a brand new light red dress for the engagement party today. He didn't know if Gu Fengyun noticed it. When thinking of Gu Fengyun today, Brother Su's face turned red.

Today is a wedding, and Gu Fengyun was woken up early by the housekeeper to take a bath and change clothes. He was wearing a brand new brocade dress. Although Gu Fengyun was a little older, he was still very handsome. After getting dressed up, he looked a little younger.

When Gu Fengyun and his men walked in just now, Brother Su felt his heart skip a beat.

Su's mother seemed to be calling him outside. Young Master Su quickly patted his cheeks, calmed himself down, put on his coat and went out.

The dining table had been cleared by everyone, and Su's mother finally had time to sit down and began to carefully look at the betrothal gifts sent by Gu Fengyun.

"I was so nervous just now that I didn't listen carefully to the list of betrothal gifts that the matchmaker read out. Son, come and read it to me again so that we can check the accounts."

So Brother Su took the list of betrothal gifts and began to read them one by one.

When he mentioned the word "ginseng", Su's mother opened a box, and inside was a ginseng as thick as an adult man's thumb.

Looking at the thick ginseng, the mother and son gasped.

Su's mother was so shocked that she couldn't even speak, and it took her a long time before she finally found her voice.

"This, this, this is ginseng. Oh my God, it's such a thick ginseng, it must be quite old." Su's mother had seen good things in her early years. After all, both her family and her husband's family were very rich. But even if they were rich, this was the first time she had seen ginseng of such good quality. Moreover, she could tell that this was a wild ginseng. Judging from the thickness of the ginseng, it must be at least a hundred years old.

Young Master Su was also so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. He knew that the Marquis' Mansion was wealthy and powerful, but he just used this hundred-year-old ginseng as a betrothal gift?

If this ginseng were placed in a medicine store, it would be the store's treasure.

However, what shocked the mother and son even more was that there was actually a purple ganoderma next to it.

Su's mother almost screamed. She had seen Ganoderma lucidum, but had never seen Purple Ganoderma. Looking at the appearance of the Purple Ganoderma, it was much more spiritual than ordinary Ganoderma lucidum, and its value might be even higher than ginseng.

"This Marquis's Mansion is indeed rich and powerful. I thought I had lived a rich and prosperous life, but I didn't expect that compared with the real rich and powerful families, our little family property is really dwarfed by them."

Brother Su looked at the ginseng and purple fungus, but he had another idea in his mind.

"Mom, doesn't the health-preserving soup you usually take contain ginseng? The ones we use now are just ordinary wild ginseng, which is less than ten years old and is far less effective than what we used to drink at home. Now that we have something so good, why don't we just switch to this one? The effect will definitely be ten times better than before."

When Su's mother heard that her son wanted to use such a good thing on herself, she quickly refused.

"This is your betrothal gift. Why did you spend it carelessly? I know my own health. You are getting married, so your dowry cannot be too shabby. I will take these things to the Marquis' Mansion for you. After all, you are the future Marquis' wife. If your dowry is too shabby, I am afraid people will gossip about you. The servants in the rich family will know that you have such a small dowry, and they will look down on you."

Young Master Su knew that his mother was thinking about him, but he saw that his mother's health was getting worse day by day. When he was at home, his father naturally took good care of his first wife, his mother, and had never treated her badly in this regard.

However, ever since they came to the capital, the quality of Su's mother's medicine has plummeted. The ten-year-old wild ginseng in it has become less than five years old, so the efficacy is naturally greatly reduced.

The ginseng sent by Gu Fengyun was a timely help. He even felt that perhaps by using this ginseng to make a nourishing decoction, Su's mother's illness might be cured soon.

So even though Su's mother refused sternly, Su Xiaoge still wanted to give the ginseng to her.

"Mother, these are my betrothal gifts. Since they are given to me, I am free to use them however I want and give them to whomever I want. Besides, Lord Gu is from a wealthy family. If he is willing to give them to me, he must value me very much. Otherwise, how could he be willing to give such good things as betrothal gifts?"

After hearing what her son said, Su's mother hesitated a little, but little brother Su continued to try.

"And mother, this ginseng is so big, maybe you only need a piece to cure your illness. If you eat too much, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it."

Su's mother looked at the plump ginseng. Well, it was indeed a big plant. Her body was weak to begin with. Her son was right. Ginseng was a tonic. Eating too much would make the body weak and not be nourished. So Su's mother thought about it for a long time and finally agreed to her son's suggestion.

"Then you can cut off a small piece of the ginseng root. I think this ginseng is about a hundred years old. I think the medicinal effect of the ginseng root will be enough."

Seeing that his mother finally gave in, Brother Su happily went to find a pair of scissors. The two of them carefully cut a ginseng beard from the ginseng, preparing to make medicine for his mother later.