MTL - The Female Supporting Role is Super Strong But Took the Love Brain Script-Chapter 133

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, Shen Yiling and Rong Qi's life has become quite busy at once. Although there are only two of them at home, steps that shouldn't be avoided can't be avoided. On the twenty-ninth day of the new year, Shen Yiling took Rong Qi to the supermarket again. , buy some beverages, snacks, couplets and other things needed for the New Year.

There were a lot of people in the supermarket on this day. The ceilings in the supermarket were all hung with bright red lanterns, and couplets and some blessings like the booming business were pasted on the shelves.

Rong Xi didn't like places that were too noisy, probably because the beaming smiles on everyone's faces were too exaggerated, but he didn't feel too uncomfortable here, except that sometimes Shen Yiling spoke in a low voice and he couldn't hear it very clearly.

Shen Yiling was standing in the couplet area divided by the supermarket to pick couplets. She recalled the scene of the Chinese New Year in the palace that she saw on the TV series. She waved to Rong Xi beside her, and asked him curiously, "During the New Year in your palace, is it possible to See a lot of things you don't usually see?"

"What do you mean by something that you can't see normally?" Rong Xi didn't react at once, he thought for half a second before replying, "Are you talking about Spring Festival couplets? We celebrated New Year's Eve at that time, and sticking Spring Festival couplets was common. Some ordinary people will also hang peach wood signs on their doorsteps, which means that new peach will replace the old one."

The Chinese New Year was originally passed down from generation to generation. Of course Shen Yiling knew that they had these traditions, but she was curious about something else. With a sly smile in her eyes, she asked, "What about other activities? Wouldn't other countries bring their own messengers and specialties to celebrate the New Year, such as generous and open dancers who can sing and dance..."

Rong Xi: "…"

He recalled it carefully, and found that there was indeed such a banquet during the Chinese New Year.

The most important thing in the palace is this kind of banquet. Countries that are behind Birong will come with tribute from time to time, and it is a family property to bring some beautiful women with cool clothes. He still remembered that his father had accepted two exotic women as concubines before his death, but the two had different hearts and did not live in the palace for two years.

Rong Xi was not interested in this kind of banquet, and he was somewhat lacking in the mention of it.

But since Shen Yiling asked, he answered patiently: "Leaders of weak countries always think that women can lower the guards of emperors and courtiers, and it is common to send women to our Rong country. There are usually more banquets like this. There are dancing girls who are favored in the palace, some who are accepted as concubines by ministers, and those who are not favored and become palace maids in the palace, let’s not mention these.”

Seeing how he was not used to this kind of thing, Shen Yiling felt a little uncomfortable for some reason.

She looked away and asked inadvertently, "Where's your palace, also?"

Rong Xi: "..." His hand trembled, and the couplet he was holding fell to the ground with a slap. The sound of the plastic paper was a bit jarring, which shocked Shen Yiling herself, who had spoken astonishingly.

She blinked, "You don't need to be so excited even if I say it right?"

Rong Xi, who was about to bend over to pick up something: "..."

His pale cheeks were a little red, and he didn't know if he was too anxious or too innocent to hear such words. Those usually deep peach blossom eyes were shimmering in the supermarket lights, which seemed to be dyed a bit. An illusion of grievance.

"I haven't accepted anyone." He didn't care about picking up the things on the ground, and there was a bit of urgency in his tone that he couldn't hide, for fear that Shen Yiling would misunderstand: "I didn't lack palace maids in my palace. , I don't even attend banquets very often."

The Empress of the Rong Kingdom is a very sensible woman. Although there are many Yingying and Yanyan around the Emperor, no one can surpass the Empress in status. The Queen had only two children, Rong Qi and Rong Cheng. One was the crown prince of the Rong country, and the other was the most favored little princess. The Queen naturally disciplined them strictly.

Especially Rong Xi, she hopes her son can do things that the emperor can't do. Even if she knows that the three palaces and six courtyards are unavoidable, she also hopes that her son will be in that position before touching these things. . Therefore, Rong Qi has not been bothered too much in matters such as marriage and sending beauties. Before he did it himself, the queen had already helped him deal with most of the things.

There were people coming and going, Shen Yiling looked down at the Spring Festival couplets on the ground, and when she bent over to pick them up, there was already a smile on her face that she didn't even notice.

After taking the couplet and taking off the dust on it, she looked at Rong Qi and smiled again: "Don't be nervous, I misunderstood you this time."

Rong Qi's thin lips pursed slightly. He took a deep look at her and said in a low voice, "What is count? This is a misunderstanding."

The way he tried to correct with a straight face made Shen Yiling smile even more in her eyes.

She shrugged and apologized sincerely.

Only then did Rong Xi's frowning brows loosen, and he forgave her somewhat reluctantly.

Seeing that she didn't choose the couplet, he turned and walked away. Rong Xi was stunned, and quickly raised his legs to catch up with her: "Don't you buy the couplet?"

Shen Yiling shook her head: "Those words are all printed, I don't like it."

When she was in Wanshui Town, Shen Yiling still liked Chinese New Year. When the Chinese New Year arrived, the quiet alleys were quite lively. At that time, although she could not see her grandparents, the neighbors around her were like relatives. Grandma Wang's son, Xiaobao's father, will remember to bring her gifts when she comes back.

There is no need to buy couplets. There is a grandfather in his 70s at the end of the alley. He used to be the principal of Wanshui Primary School. Regardless of how old he is, the writing in big characters is really beautiful. When the Spring Festival arrives, the couplets of the entire alley are contracted by him.

After reading those words, Shen Yiling felt more and more that the ones sold in the supermarket were too rigid, and when she reached out and touched it, she could feel the black ink stains falling off.

Shen Yiling was already far away, and Rong Qi didn't follow immediately. He stood in front of the shelf and looked for it, and finally took two packs of blank couplets before chasing after him.

"Why did you still buy it?" Shen Yiling, who was holding the yogurt, asked casually when she saw a touch of red in the corner of the corner.

Rong Xi raised his hand to show her what she was holding, and said warmly, "Blank, don't you like those ready-made ones? I'll write them when I get home."

Shen Yiling was overjoyed: "I forgot that all of you used to write with a brush. Are the two copies you took enough? If you want to take a few more, in case the writing is useless—"

"No need." Rong Qi said to himself, "Buying too much is a waste."

Shen Yiling nodded, and didn't say anything more. She still had a little confidence in Rong Qi's calligraphy. Although what she saw before was only the simple handwriting written by him with a water pen, but his calligraphy was sharp and clear, and it was conceivable that he practiced it often.

After putting the couplets in the cart, the two bought some prepared vegetables and some useful New Year's goods, and left the supermarket half an hour later with two full bags.

Each person carried one of the shopping bags, and Rong Qi wanted to carry both, but Shen Yiling disagreed, so he could only retreat and choose the heavier one.

In winter, Yunzhou City is often cloudy. Occasionally, the weather will clear up and the sun will dissipate a little cold.

Shen Yiling had read the weather forecast before she came out. It said that she brought Rong Qi with her when it was not raining. Who knew that when she walked out of the supermarket, she would see dark clouds outside, and the weather was so gloomy that she could barely see the road more than ten meters away. .

There was a cloudy cloud above her head that looked like it was about to fall. Shen Yiling didn't dare to take the risk, so she bought two umbrellas at the entrance of the supermarket.

Supermarkets are very good at doing business. Every time it is about to rain, the umbrellas in the supermarket are brought to the door, so that people who pass by the supermarket without umbrellas will come here to buy them. Not to mention, the sales are really much better than in the supermarket.

After handing the umbrella to Rong Xi, Shen Yiling hurriedly urged, "Let's go, it will be bad if you catch a cold in the rain."

Rong Xi took the umbrella and put it into the shopping bag, raising his legs to follow her footsteps.

The sky was heavy and the wind was much stronger than when they came out, but no raindrops fell until the two of them were about to reach the door of the villa.

A dull thunder suddenly exploded in midair, and then a pea-sized raindrop fell. Shen Yiling quickly opened the umbrella and raised it above her head, she raised her eyebrows a little smugly when she met Shang Rongxi's gaze, obviously very satisfied with her decision to buy an umbrella.

Rong Xi didn't speak, and there was a clear smile in his eyes blocked by the edge of the umbrella.

In half a minute, the ground was more than half wet. The rain came suddenly, and many people rushed to the road without escaping the end of being drenched in soup.

Among the embarrassed people who were running wildly, Shen Yiling and the two seemed to be much more relaxed.

The two walked to the gate of Jinning Garden unhurriedly, and when they were about to swipe their cards to enter, Shen Yiling noticed out of the corner of the eye that there were two people, one old and one young, in the very narrow aisle next to the gate.

The clothes on the two of them were very clean, but not very thick, especially the cotton jacket on the old man had a little lint running out from the edge. The wind and rain were also heavy, and the narrow eaves could not block the wind and rain at all. The old man could only use his body to help block it, so that the little girl who was protected inside would not get wet. The little girl was very quiet, her little hands tightly tugging at the corner of Grandpa's clothes. She was already completely against the wall, but she kept trying to make more space for Grandpa.

Shen Yiling suddenly couldn't move her feet, and her nose became sore for a moment.

In her eyes, the old man and the young man in front of her seemed to have changed their faces. The little girl's face became the innocent, fair but thin face of Shen Yiling when she was a child, and the old man became another kind old man with a slightly hunched waist...

She remembered that many, many years ago, her grandfather also protected her like this, but in the end, she often coughed because she was not treated in time for the cold.

Before she could turn her head around, she had already raised her legs and walked over.

When he felt a shadow blocking his head, the old man turned his head in disbelief, and it took a while to realize that he took the umbrella in Shen Yiling's hand.

"Thank you, thank you, little girl." He couldn't stop thanking him, and after a long time he left with the little girl. As she rounded the corner, the little girl turned back and waved at her.

The corner of Shen Yiling's heart that had never been able to be filled suddenly seemed to be touched softly by something. Even the debt she owed to her grandfather seemed to be compensated a little by the unfamiliar grandfather and grandson.

It's really cold in the wind, especially when the rain hits my neck.

Shen Yiling trembled involuntarily, and the next second, a warm body leaned over, and a higher and larger umbrella was supported on top of her head.

She was slightly startled.

The author says:

Still writing another chapter later