Chapter 881

Cloud thought about it and successfully sealed everyone's mouth.

Even those who have not personally experienced gamblers, as long as they have some common sense, it is very difficult to quit gambling.

And Yun thought that he was right. Su Cheng is a person who makes mistakes, and those who make mistakes should be punished.

If someone can help mend the hole, he can get away with it. That's unforgivable.

Since 20 million can do so many meaningful things, why should we help an irresponsible gambler?

Yunxiang's charity has always done very well. She has not been on the road for a long time, but the amount of donations has exceeded 90% of the people in the entertainment industry, and the remaining 10% are predecessors whose acting career is twice that of her.

Even excluding the fund-raising donations on her birthday, her personal name alone is far more than 20 million.

Although the storm subsided, there were still professional gangs, shouting that if relatives didn't help, they would spend money on charity, even if they spent money to buy their own reputation.

However, such remarks can't stir waves, and cloud doesn't bother to pay attention to them.

When she came to Gusu and saw the ancestral house of the Song family, she knew that the song house in the imperial capital was really nothing.

The house cloud wants to walk. It takes more than half a day to walk. It has an excellent memory. If you only walk once, you may still get lost in the courtyard.

The house is built near the lake, brick by brick, step by step.

Pavilions, elegant and natural; The Champs Elysees are beautiful.

It's really more realistic and atmospheric than the scenery of ancient costume dramas.

"It's so beautiful here!" Yun wants to live here. When he wakes up every day to see such a pleasant courtyard, he will be in a great mood all day.

"There is a hot spring in the backyard. Go to a bubble bar." Song Mian personally took Yun Xiang to the backyard.

The hot spring is behind the house, hidden in the woods, surrounded by blooming flowers, which surrounds the whole hot spring pool.

The green spring water, in the dense mist, looks like a gorgeous Jasper.

Yun thought about taking a comfortable bath in the hot spring. He was tired. When he entered the house, he could fall on the Babu bed, covered with a beautifully embroidered brocade quilt, looked at the sachet hanging from the green gauze tent, and unknowingly fell asleep.

When I woke up, the sun was setting, the light of dusk was scattered and shrouded, and dyed the courtyard into other colors.

Yun thought about sitting in the attic with a fragrant ball in his hand, holding his chin with one hand and looking at the fading glow in the sky.

Even song Mian didn't notice that she was behind her.

"What are you thinking?" Song Mian gathered the whole man into his arms from behind.

"In such a good place, no one lives on weekdays. It's a waste." Yun thought about the truth. She felt a little pity.

"Only when the legitimate branches of the Song family wither will this be the case." Song Mian actually doesn't like the ancestral home.

This is an ancient tradition. In the past, a large family lived together. Although it is inevitable to stumble, it is lively in the end.

Now living here is too cold. After living for a long time, my heart will become empty like an empty house.

"If it's a pity for you, we can have more children." Song Mian's lips bent, "at that time, each place will send one to let them work hard in different industries and favorite undertakings. I will educate them well and definitely let them be brothers and sisters and love each other."

"Think beautiful, it's not that you're pregnant and giving birth. It's easy for you to say." This time the cloud thought about it.

In fact, she also likes children very much and doesn't like loneliness. Let's go with it and see how many God is willing to give her.

Song Mian whispered a short smile, kissed her pretty face and grabbed her wrist: "go and have dinner."

When song Mian said this, Yun thought he was really hungry.

The ancestral house welcomed its new hostess for the first time. Of course, song Mian entertained her with delicious food.

However, two people can't eat much. One Rouge goose breast, one chicken pith bamboo shoot, one gold and silver clip, two vegetable dishes and one soup.

The quantity of each dish is not much. Yun thinks his favorite is the flat cut dish of gold and silver flowers.

It is said to be an ancient formula, which originated from the Tang Dynasty. It is made of crab roe and crab paste and crab meat. This kind of fried cake is cut and fried in yellow and white.

A total of four small ones were made, and all three were eaten by the cloud.

Looking at the unfinished cloud, song Mian smiled and shook his head: "I'll do it for you another day. Too much is not enough. Don't be greedy."

Cloud can only smack his mouth when he thinks about it.

After dinner, song Mian accompanied Yun to think about walking around in the courtyard like Qionglou Yuyu. When they came to a four corner pavilion with flying gauze standing on the lake, song Mian took her in and soon someone sent her a small stove.

Yun thought song Mian was going to cook tea for her, but finally made her a dessert called "Tang zhanmei".

It is to pick the plum blossom bud after October, dip it in honey, put it in a honey pot, seal it and keep it until summer and autumn.

Pour a bowl of boiling water and put the flower bud in the bowl. The plum blossom blooms in the water in an instant. It is extremely beautiful and fragrant at the same time.

It tastes delicious and sweet. Yun thinks most girls will like it.

In such a place with carved beams and painted buildings, it's an illusion to enjoy such classical food.

Having had enough to eat and drink, Yun thought about it and asked song Mian about the process of ancestor worship in detail.

There are not many steps, but we need to pay attention to the details. Song Mian said it very carefully, and Yun remembered it very carefully.

Song Mian didn't send Yun back to his house until it was late.

The day of ancestor worship is not in these two days. Yun thought about it and ran to song Mian the next day and asked, "let's take a set of antique wedding photos here."

The scenery here is really beautiful. It must have more charm when you enter the mirror.

Yunxiang likes it very much. Even if you go to a place where you can take pictures abroad, Yunxiang is doomed to be impossible to take pictures outside China.

Unless you're looking for a deserted place, you'll have to go to the semi closed village like the last lotus appreciation.

Once you meet someone, don't think about it. Take wedding photos in a beautiful mood.

"OK, I'll have someone bring the dress." Song Mian naturally followed Yun's advice.

Yun wanted to ask if he could take photos here. He was afraid of the rules of the ancestral house.

"You don't have to be formal. There's no taboo here for you, because here also belongs to you." Song Mian could see the clouds. He couldn't let go and wasn't comfortable enough, so he said to her in a soft voice.

Yun thought and nodded with a smile.

Song Mian went to prepare for shooting wedding photos. Yun thought about it and received a call from He Wei: "I've selected a new script for you and joined the crew years later. This film is simple, no accident can be made, it doesn't take 100 days, and it won't delay your wedding."

He Wei's speed can only be admired when he thinks about it.