Shen Jue pushed open the courtyard door, and saw his father sitting under the window, and Ji Jiu across the window.
The two are separated by a window, basking in the sun and dealing with affairs separately. Shen Jue raised his eyes and looked at the sky first, the sky was blue, April had already returned to the earth, the afternoon sun was quiet and gentle, the wind blowing across the courtyard caressed his face, without the harshness of winter. Everything looks fine.
Shen Jue didn't want to disturb them, so he closed the courtyard door softly and walked towards his hut. But he was stopped by Yi Mo who kept his eyes closed.
Yi Mo said, "Come here."
The tone is full of calling his own son, and there is no alienation that was thrown on the chair more than a hundred years ago because he hated the coquettish wolf cub. The most unpopular demon has also been honed by time to become a qualified father.
Ji Jiu tilted his head and looked at the father and son under the window without interfering. It's just that I don't know what Yi Mo asked him to do. If he was asking about what happened last night, Ji Jiu felt a little uncomfortable. Anyway, this is Shen Jue's private matter, no matter whether that person is the emperor or not.
Standing in front of Yi Mo, Shen Jue was very respectful, and called out: "Father." Then he looked at Ji Jiu and said, "Father."
When Ji Jiu asked him to call out like this twice, he really felt as if the couple were scolding their children. He was suddenly embarrassed, so he had no choice but to answer, lowered his head and continued to write the unfinished letter, pretending to be busy.
Yi Mo opened his eyes, looked at Shen Jue, and after looking at it for a moment, asked: "Okay?" He was so lazy that he only uttered a single word when he asked.
Shen Jue knew what he was asking, her face became hot, and she lowered her head and replied two words: "Very good."
This question and answer contains too many things that are not humane, and the meaning is far-reaching, even Ji Jiu in the window is red-faced. The matter of wind and moon has always been a secret matter, the secrets in the small world on the side of the bed and curtain, you can just know it yourself, how can you talk about it in broad daylight? Although they were subtle enough, they were still somewhat explicit. On the contrary, because of their intentional subtlety, the explicitness became more obvious.
However, Yi Mo didn't have a trace of self-consciousness, and was still inquiring, asking Xiaobao: "Is he willing?"
Xiao Bao's face turned red again, and he waited a while before saying: "He wants one time per person, but I didn't agree."
Yi Mo snorted, looking as expected, Shen Jue's face was completely reddened by his "chuck", she didn't have the calmness and composure she had when tossing the emperor last night, she was just standing in front of her parents and being questioned child.
Just like that year's Lantern Festival night, when Shen Qingxuan made fun of him by pointing at the chubby clay puppy, Yi Mo said beside him: You are this in front of your elders.
A prophecy.
Inside the house, Ji Jiu suddenly interjected to save him, saying, "Enough."
Yi Mo looked into the window, looked at Ji Jiu, and clearly saw four words in his eyes: I am old and disrespectful. Is this something you should ask about
The old snake had no choice but to put away his teasing thoughts, waved his hand dignifiedly, and said to Shen Jue, "Go and rest."
One sentence made Shen Jue embarrassed again, why should you rest, you are resting.
After so many things, Shen Jue finally understood that it was pure delirium to ask his father to change his bad intentions. The closer people are, the more evil-minded this old monster will become. Fortunately, his father seldom colludes with him.
Just as she was rejoicing, she heard Ji Jiu say, "Go and rest, you don't need to do housework today."
"Rarely" does not mean "never", Shen Jue blushed and went back to her room.
Ji Jiu was really concerned, but when he finished speaking, he realized that he was also narrow-minded and annoyed, but when he received Yi Mo's hidden smile, Ji Jiu coughed quickly, turned his head again, and continued to write .
At night, I don't know what Yi Mo is doing, the air is full of fragrance, Ji Jiu puts down his pen, and follows the smell until he finds the stove in the kitchen, Yi Mo is propping his forehead with one hand, sitting on a small stool and tinkering with the flames in the stove .
Ji Jiu asked: "What is this?" While asking, he simply lifted the lid of the pot.
I thought the demon was going to cook dinner, but Ji Jiu was a little surprised. Can the demon cook? As soon as the cover was lifted, Ji Jiu's face turned dark.
Although he was not at home when his wife gave birth, Ji Jiu knew what kind of porridge it was just by looking at it.
This old snake! The intention was to make Shen Jue feel uncomfortable.
Ji Jiu said, "Calm down."
Yi Mo raised his eyes and said, "It's not for him."
"Huh?" Ji Jiu was stunned, and it took him a while to react, and his mind suddenly became confused, "You want to give..." The emperor
Yi Mo raised his eyebrows, smiled and said, "Can't you?"
Ji Jiu never thought that this "confinement porridge" was prepared for the emperor. This snake—Ji Jiu has nothing to say.
After standing for a while, Ji Jiu took the spoon, and while stirring the porridge in the pot, said calmly: "Although there is someone he likes, Shen Jue will not give up his father for him, and he is not afraid of doing such a childish thing for nothing." It's a joke." After a short pause, he added: "What kind of anger are you?"
His mind was pierced, the old snake didn't show any shame on his face, but he said frankly, "I'm happy." He was willing to do such a childish thing, what's the matter
In fact, Ji Jiu can also imagine that the child who has been raised for so many years is getting better with others. As a father, he must have some emotions in his heart. It's just that he didn't know before that this unrelated family relationship could bind this old monster so deeply, so deep that he could even do such childish and ridiculous things.
After thinking about it, Ji Jiu knelt down to face him, narrowed his eyes and said, "You want to embarrass the emperor? I know him well, but this bowl of porridge can't do it."
Yi Mo became interested and asked, "What else?"
"Let me deliver it in person, and ask him to call me daddy." Ji Jiu's eyes were completely narrowed into arcs, and he asked, "How?"
Yi Mo was interrupted by him like this, and the depression in his heart dissipated a lot. Hearing this, he shook his head: "I don't want you and me to go together."
Ji Jiu took an iron spoon and tapped him on the head, "Shoot your nose on your face!" He kindly laughed with him, and even made an inch of it.
The last pot of porridge was poured out by them. When pouring out the porridge, Shen Jue came out and stood beside the two of them, looking at the red pot of porridge, warming his cheeks in the night, he said: "If you want to throw it away, you will leave me behind."
It is very sincere and wronged.
Ji Jiu thought of the short-lived Shen Qingxuan, glanced at him, and stopped talking. The longer they spend together, the harder it is to say those hard words. The two people in front of them are monsters, but they are more affectionate than the people he has ever seen.
Every time he thinks of this, Ji Jiu can't help feeling that Shen Qingxuan has committed a crime. I also feel that although that person has been lingering and sick for half his life, he is so lucky.
Yi Mo poured out the porridge, but said while holding the pot, "You will be left behind sooner or later."
Xiaobao was easily hurt by his words, and bowed his head without saying a word.
Ji Jiu couldn't see it, and said sharply: "You have to be cheap and good-looking now. I don't know who the person who was going to offend the emperor by cooking porridge just now is. It looks like this before the son is taken away. If you were really snatched away, you still have to go to Shen Qingxuan's tomb and cry with your bones in your arms?"
In a word, the father and son who are talking about have different faces, each with its own splendor.
Like everyone else, Ji Jiu turned around and went back to the room.
Leaving Yi Mo looking at his back, she said to Shen Jue, "Why is he so unforgiving?"
Xiaobao remembered what he had just hurt himself, and said: "I was used to you in the previous life, but I am not used to it in this life." He walked away as he spoke, as if he wanted to leave his father behind.
After walking less than ten steps, he turned around again, grabbed Yi Mo's long sleeve, and was dragged back.
Once again deflated in front of Ji Jiu, this night Yi Mo began to seriously consider whether Shen Qingxuan in the previous life was really spoiled, always doing whatever he wanted, but Shen Qingxuan never said anything, not even a single complaint, All that is given is tolerance and patience.
It's a pity that this kind of introspection didn't last long at all. After Ji Jiu got on the bed, he lay down again regardless of other people's wishes, imprisoned the person, and hugged him into his arms.
The days passed so smoothly, Ji Jiu's promises were being fulfilled, as long as Yi Mo didn't overdo it, he would let him. To Shen Jue, it was like treating her own child, always protecting her more often.
Sometimes Shen Jue was bullied so hard by Yi Mo that he really couldn't bear it, so he also went up to help.
The day passed without incident.
In this way, he calmly accepted that he was Shen Qingxuan's reincarnation, and calmly accepted the attachment of these two monsters to him, although this attachment was for Shen Qingxuan rather than Ji Jiu.
Knowing this, he calmly gave his treasure. Even willing to give up the previous hatred.
It is not only repayment for Shen Qingxuan, but also the bottom line of his life.
Although he is a ruthless person, he is not ungrateful.
The blooming season of Sophora japonica is coming soon. In the mountains, forests and fields, dozens of hundreds of Sophora japonica trees bear strings of white Sophora japonica flowers, hanging all over the branches. It is particularly strong and tall, soaring straight into the sky, and you can see the trees full of white jade from a distance.
Ji Jiu took Shen Jue out early this morning, told him to take a piece of cloth and spread it under the tree, tucked the hem of the robe around his waist, rolled up his sleeves, hugged the tree trunk "噗噗—" and then disappeared into the flowers in the canopy.
Shen Jue stretched his neck to watch from below, and after watching for a while, he shouted, "Father, what are you doing?"
What answered him was a lot of pagoda trees that had been pulled down.
It danced all over the sky and fell, with a quiet and delicate fragrance, swaying leisurely, falling on his shoulders and hair.
Shen Jue understood, and immediately became happy. She also tucked in the hem of her robe, hugged the tree pole twice, and rushed up.
Ji Jiu was busy, and felt the branches sinking again, turned around and saw Shen Jue's enlarged smiling face, and said in a daze, "The locust tree branches are very brittle, they will fall."
Before he could finish speaking, the branch carrying the weight of the two people "clicked", Ji Jiu knew it was not good, but it was too late, subconsciously pushed Shen Jue away, and fell down by himself.
"father!"
Shen Jue never expected this kind of thing to happen. After all, this locust tree is thick and its branches don't look weak, but it will be broken as soon as it is said. He was pushed suddenly by Ji Jiu again, and the great force of that push pushed him to another branch, and there was no room for him to respond. Just watched Ji Jiu fall extremely fast, almost hitting the ground.
Ji Jiu also thought that if he didn't fall to his death this time, he would be half disabled, but Yi Mo, who was nestled in the room reading a book, appeared out of nowhere and caught him.
Ji Jiu opened his eyes, facing a face with lingering fear. Because of this face, Ji Jiu was not frightened, but first thought that he frightened this person.
He instinctively said, "I'm fine."
Yi Mo said, "Yes."
Ji Jiu looked around, but she was still being hugged, and hurriedly said, "Put me down."
Yi Mo ignored him, hugged him in her arms, and locked him tightly, as if she wanted to lock him into her body. That's safe. With me here, you will no longer be in danger.
Ji Jiu came back to his senses, ignoring the pain in the bones being hugged, and reached out to pat his back, coaxing him as if coaxing a child: "It's okay, it's okay."
At this time, Shen Jue came down from the tree, and Yi Mo yelled at him, "Who told you to come down? Go up and pick all the flowers!"
Without saying a word, Shen Jue climbed up the tree again, honestly picking flowers.
Only then did Yimo let him go.
Two hours later, the sun was in the middle of the day, and Shen Jue walked home with a huge package in her arms.
The package is full of Sophora japonica. Spread in the courtyard, it seems to have a layer of jade color.
Ji Jiu originally wanted to make Sophora japonica rice to satisfy his cravings, but now seeing so many flowers, he began to worry about making Sophora japonica wine.
It took three days to deal with a field of Sophora japonica flowers. At noon that day, the three of them ate the fragrant Sophora japonica flower rice after the twists and turns.
It was the first time for Shen Jue to eat this kind of delicious local food, and he ate three bowls in one go, but it was still not enough.
While eating, he asked Ji Jiu: "How can dad do this? I remember you can't cook."
In fact, no matter Shen Qingxuan in the previous life or Ji Jiu in this life, they are not good at such things. The family of the nobles of the first generation, and the family of officials and eunuchs of the second generation, there are people waiting around for daily life and food, so he can do whatever is needed.
They are all masters who are served.
While eating, Ji Jiu replied, "My mother taught me." Similarly, it was the only meal my mother could cook.
When she was still alive, at certain times of the year, she would order her servants to go up the tree, pick a lot of Sophora japonica flowers, pick them clean, wash them, and then make rice or snacks. It is rare for the whole family to get together and enjoy sweet delicacies.
Putting down the bowl, Ji Jiu smiled, "Mother said that I was a ruthless person since I was a child, I argued with her, although she didn't say anything, she insisted that no matter what I said, she would not change it, I just said this every year. In the season, I went to the tree to pick Sophora japonica, learned from her to make it for me, and I also made it for her. But after eating for two years, she went."
Shen Jue felt that he did not ask a good question, so he kept quiet and did not speak again. Got full soon and left first.
Only Yi Mo and Ji Jiu were left, eating quietly.
Seeing that Ji Jiu didn't eat anymore, Yi Mo also put down the bowl, and then asked him: "Why do you say that about you?"
Ji Jiu paused, and then said: "Look at the babies in other people's homes, they cling to their mothers when they are full, but I turn my face to sleep when I am full, and leave her behind." So, yes Fickleness, fickleness in the bones.
After hearing this, Yi Mo agreed after thinking about it, and said, "It's indeed fickle."
Ji Jiu agreed with this result a long time ago, so he didn't care about Yi Mo's rhetoric, got up and packed the dishes, and took them to the kitchen.
Yi Mo watched his back disappear, thinking about human nature, the clues can be seen from birth, and Ji Jiuniang is also a wise person, so she said it right.
But I don't know that everything happens for a reason. If Shen's mother hadn't had such a disposition in the previous life, how could there be Ji Jiu who was ruthless towards her mother.