The eyebrows that were originally calm as usual were slightly frowned.

Li Guoer looked at Ouyang Rong, the cook.

The hand that was about to pick up the food stopped, put down the chopsticks, picked up the small glass of rice wine made by my grandmother and took a sip.

"What's wrong with Bao'er? I'm drinking alone. Is the food not delicious? That plate is not salty. Could it be that I put too much salt in it?"

Wei Mei, who was looking at her future daughter-in-law with a smile, saw her from the corner of her eye, turned around and asked with concern.

"No, I just have a bad appetite. I don't have much appetite."

Li Bao'er shook his head.

"That's good, come on, come on, Tanlang, Dalang, you can eat as much as you like."

Wei Mei picked up a few chopsticks for Ouyang Rong and Li Dalang, who were looking intently at the side and focused on cooking, and looked at them with a smile.

An hour later, the family dinner ended.

Everyone said goodbye with some reluctance.

During the second half of the family banquet, because Ouyang Rong was famous for being able to drink a thousand cups, he was taken away by Li Xian and Li Dalang drank some wine.

Seems a little dizzy.

On the corridor, Xie Lingjiang held Ouyang Rong's arm, and the two of them, together with Li Dalang and Miss Qin, walked for a while on the garden path next to them.

After a while, Li Dalang said goodbye and left.

Because Miss Qin and Xie Lingjiang were traveling together.

So we happened to take the Ouyang Rong carriage together and return to Jingyiting.

The three of them walked towards the back door.

Xie Lingjiang always paid attention to the wine-red face of the senior brother. Seeing that he had not completely sobered up, he turned around and asked Qin Ying to take care of him. She walked to the stable not far away by herself and boarded the car to get something to sober up. Before

Always ready.

Qin Ying asked with concern:

"Is Mr. Ouyang okay?"

"Thousands...how can anything happen if you don't pour a thousand cups?"

"Mr. Ouyang, you are going the wrong way." She pointed.

"..."

After a while, Qin Ying glanced at the sachet tied around Ouyang Rong's waist:

"Thank you sister for the embroidery?"

Ouyang Rong was noncommittal and asked drunkenly:

"The sachet that Mr. Qin is wearing today was probably made by Mrs. Qin. It's very beautiful."

"Young Master Ouyang also likes it?"

She asked suddenly, putting her hands into her sleeves.

Ouyang Rong was just about to praise him when suddenly, Xie Lingjiang came down from the carriage.

She held up something in her hand and asked calmly:

"Excuse me, Tanlang, whose sister's sachet is this? Why is it hidden so deep?"

Ouyang Rong suddenly sobered up.

Taking a closer look, it was Rong Zhen's orange-red sachet.

I saw that a certain sword box seemed to be opened in the carriage behind the junior sister.

"This sachet smells quite good, the cinnamon is subtle and elegant, and the pattern on it is quite thoughtful. Which sister embroidered it?"

Xie Lingjiang's tone was obviously ordinary, even a little curious.

But after Ouyang Rong heard this, he froze in place.

My forehead was sweating and I didn't dare to move even half a step.

Qin Ying next to him couldn't help but turn his head and look at him.

"Little, little junior sister, what is this."

Ouyang Rong scratched his head curiously and asked drunkenly.

"Sir, have you sobered up? If you haven't, let's drink the sobering soup first. If you look closer, you might be able to recognize it."

Under Xie Lingjiang's calm gaze.

The sound of wooden fish was ringing in Ouyang Rong's ears.

Merit minus one, merit minus one, merit minus one...

He swallowed, as if he sensed something, and looked sideways at the car behind Xie Lingjiang.

There's a little mole!

betrayed him.

When the junior sister entered the carriage, the box body shook to attract her attention.

Ouyang Rong was just drunk and didn't notice this subtle sensation in a short period of time.

"This...this is..."

Xie Ling Jiang lowered his eyes and shook his head: "Okay, senior brother, please get in the car first and send Sister Qin back..."

Qin Ying suddenly said:

"Thank you sister, do you like it? Then sister, I will give you one another day."

"What's the meaning?"

Xie Lingjiang frowned and turned to look with the stunned Ouyang Rong.

Qin Ying did not look at the wide-eyed Ouyang Rong.

She whispered:

"This sachet... I gave it to Mr. Ouyang. I asked Dalang to give it to me as a gift."

The air in front of the carriage was silent.

Xie Lingjiang glanced at her more.

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but turn his head.

Qin Ying did not look at Ouyang Rong, smiled slightly, explained a few words to Xie Lingjiang, and then said to Ouyang Rong:

"Mr. Ouyang, let me tell you why you hid it. I thought you would tell Sister Xie. And if you don't tell me, I will tell you."

Ouyang Rong hurriedly cooperated and explained.

After a while, Xie Lingjiang's expression softened slightly.

On the carriage back, the atmosphere was somewhat silent. The two of them saw Qin Ying off first.

Xie Lingjiang did not follow Qin Ying back to Jingyiting. The latter did not say much and apologized, but Xie Lingjiang hurriedly stopped him.

Xie Lingjiang continued to stare at the carriage and sat with Ouyang Rong for a while.

In the carriage, Ouyang Rong sat in an honest posture.

"Let's go ahead and explain the matter."

"Hand, tell me what, isn't the thing in the hands of my junior sister?"

"Do you have any others?"

"No more! Really no more."

"This is a gift from the Qin family's sister. Why are you hiding it?"

Ouyang Rong looked serious and scratched his head: "Mainly because I'm afraid..."

Xie Lingjiang asked again: "When did you send it?"

"Didn't Da Lang send two sachets over this morning? He sent them together at the time. I hid them as soon as I thought."

"First reaction? It's not the first time. It's already instinctive. Have you had anything similar before?"

"That's wrong." Ouyang Rong corrected him sternly: "It was precisely because of this first time that I had this first reaction..."

Xie Lingjiang interrupted: "Elder brother, do you think everyone likes you?"

"Little junior sister, I'm overthinking it, mainly because it's better to do less than to do more." Ouyang Rong apologized a little.

Xie Lingjiang paused and nodded: "Not necessarily."

"ah?"

Xie Lingjiang fell silent.
To be continued...