MTL - Rebirth of the High Gate Mistress-Chapter 22 We complement each other

Chapter 22 We complement each other

Li Ling sat on the edge of the boat, threw the fishing line into the lake, and really concentrated on catching the fish.

Jingshu moved a pier and sat down next to him. She looked at the sparkling lake and asked, "Does your husband often fish?"

Li Ling shook his head and said: "When I was a child, I often went to the river to catch fish. Now that I have received an errand, how can I have such leisure time?"

Jingshu looked at the man beside her.

 Compared to his peers, he has taken on more and heavier responsibilities.

Parents are not getting along, my father is sick all year round, my mother is uninterested in worldly affairs, my grandmother is old, and my siblings are young.

　He has the responsibility of shining a bright future on the Marquis family, and he has the responsibility of caring for and educating the younger brothers and sisters.

He is only in his early twenties, but he has been hardened into a composure and strength that far exceeds his age.

 It was the first time in her two lives that Jing Shu had seen him look so relaxed and happy in front of her.

 She should treat him well.

 Share it with him.

“When I have free time in the future, I will often accompany you to fish.” Jingshu leaned her head on his shoulder and murmured.

Li Ling put his arms around her shoulders and said with a smile, "It's a deal."

While the two were talking, they saw the fishing rod sinking. Li Ling quickly reeled in the line and shouted: "Look, I'm hooked. Ha, it's a big fish."

As he spoke, a big and lively fish was dragged up. Li Ling quickly grabbed the gills and took it off the hook. Unexpectedly, the fish struggled to get away from the fish by swinging its tail, but it fell to the deck. superior.

This fish was particularly unwilling to be caught without mercy. Even though it was out of the water, its huge body was twisting and turning on the deck, frightening Jing Shu so much that she screamed and kept hiding behind Li Ling.

Li Ling leaned down, subdued it in two or two strokes, picked up the big fish, and said to the panicked little wife: "Don't be afraid, I will take care of her right away. Madam, just wait for a taste."

With that said, Li Ling put the fish on the side of the boat, took off the dagger from his waist, and killed the fish in two or two strokes.

Jing Shu saw his quick movements and joked, "I never thought that my husband could fish."

As Li Ling killed the fish, he replied: "When there is a shortage of food when marching and fighting, the soldiers will look for food on their own in the wilderness. Killing fish and beasts like this is naturally not unfamiliar."

 While he was talking, Li Ling had already sliced ​​the fish into slices as thin as wings. He said to Jing Shu, "Go and get a pot from the kitchen."

Jingshu agreed and entered the cabin.

 The cabin is fully equipped with bedrooms, study rooms and bathrooms, with a total of seven or eight rooms. Jingshu found the kitchen, found a pot, and took it to the deck.

It happened that Li Ling had already filleted all the fish. He washed the fish fillets with water, put the meat into the pot, went to the kitchen to get dry firewood, and set up the pot on the deck to cook the fish.

"Just wait, it will be fine in a while." Li Ling looked up at Jing Shu while busy.

Jingshu said it as if she was greedy, and said embarrassedly: "I'll go get the bowl first, I'll need it for the fish later."

Jingshu returned to the kitchen, and Li Ling followed her in and said, "Let me see if there is any wine here."

 “Do you still want to drink?”

Li Ling said: "If you have good fish, of course you need wine to go with it."

Jingshu joked: "I wonder if the fish you cooked can be eaten."

Li Ling smiled and said, "Madam will know in a moment whether you can get it into your mouth." After saying that, he rummaged in the cupboard for a while and found a jar of wine. He took off the wine seal and smelled it, and said : "This wine is not bad."

 “Bring me two more wine glasses.”

Jingshu agreed, took the bowl, chopsticks and cup and followed Li Ling out of the cabin.

At this moment, white gas was floating out of the pot, and the delicious flavor gradually filled the air.

Li Ling opened the pot, looked at the white meat slices boiling in the soup, and said, "You can't cook this fish for too long, otherwise the meat will become old." Jing Shu came over, looked at the pot, and said, "That's all. Will it be cooked in a while?"

 “Get a spoon and have a taste.” Li Ling said.

Jingshu took a spoon and handed it to Li Ling. Li Ling took a spoonful, put it to his mouth, took a sip, and praised: "Well, it's so fresh."

As he spoke, he scooped out another piece of meat, blew on it, brought it to Jingshu's mouth, and said, "Try it."

Jingshu took a bite, and it was really delicious.

 She nodded and smiled brightly at him.

"Let's get it back into Madam's mouth." Li Ling looked at her with a proud look on his face and said with a half-smile.

Jingshu didn't want this man to be too proud, so she stopped smiling and deliberately flattened her mouth and said, "It's okay."

Li Ling picked up the bowl, filled the fish, handed it to Jing Shu, and said, "If I can get it into my wife's mouth, then my work for you will not be in vain."

Jingshu set the small table and the two of them sat across from each other, tasting fish and drinking wine.

As the boat drifted along the clear blue lake, Li Ling pointed to the front and said, "If I remember correctly, there should be a large lotus in front of it."

Sure enough, after walking for a while, we saw lotus flowers with lotus leaves touching the sky coming towards us. The boat passed through the lotus bushes, startling the resident water birds to fly high in twos and threes.

Jingshu picked a lotus and played with it casually. After drinking wine and being in such a paradise-like scenery, she suddenly felt something and recited:

“I often remember that at dusk in the creek pavilion, I was so drunk that I didn’t know the way back. I returned to the boat late after my excitement, and strayed into the depths of the lotus flowers. I struggled to cross the river and was startled by a group of gulls and herons.” ①

Because of drinking wine, the little woman's face turned reddish. She was lying on the ground with lotus flowers in her hands. Her exquisite figure was wrapped in a blue gauze skirt. Her pair of almond-shaped eyes were drunk and hazy, and she was indescribably charming.

Li Ling did not expect that this little wife was not only beautiful, but also had such talent. He couldn't help but praise: "I have heard that my wife is famous for her talents in her boudoir, but today my husband has seen it."

Jingshu was embarrassed by his praise and said with a smile: "I just did it randomly to make my husband laugh."

 “It’s so wonderful that Madam’s words come out of her mouth.” As he said that, Li Ling went back to the cabin to get pen and ink, sat on the floor and wrote down the words Jing Shu had just written.

 Li Ling's calligraphy is powerful and powerful, capturing the essence of Yan's calligraphy.

Jingshu looked at what Li Ling had written, smiled, and said, "My concubine's writing style is weak, but it is not worthy of my husband's writing style."

"Why don't we deserve it? We are trying to make up for each other's weaknesses and complement each other." With that said, Li Ling picked her up and headed towards the cabin.

Li Ling put his little wife on the bed and was about to press him down when Jingshu pushed him and said angrily: "She still smells like fish, go and wash her off first."

Li Ling took out his sleeve and smelled it, and said, "It must be the smell from when he killed the fish just now."

Jingshu urged: "Take it off quickly."

Li Ling smiled and replied: "My wife enjoyed the fish so much just now, but now she dislikes me."

“Oh, please take off your clothes. I don’t like strange smells.”

Li Ling knew that she always liked to be clean, so he had to stand up and take off his robe first, then turned and went to the bathroom.

After washing up, he went back to bed, got into the quilt and hugged Jingshu, saying, "It will be okay this time."

 Jingshu kissed him gently on the forehead as a reward.

This kiss completely ignited Li Ling's raging fire.

① Borrowed from "Ru Meng Ling" by Li Qingzhao, a poet from the Song Dynasty

 (End of this chapter)