When Pang Zhijing tried to blink and look again, she could no longer see the emotions in his eyes, only calm and undisturbed.
Xiao Hou continued, "My mother likes to drink the wine made by Ren Po since she was a child, and Po Ren is mainly for the sake of making wine for my mother and concubine to send to the palace."
"At that time, your mother suffered so much. You will be happy to be able to reunite with your wet nurse." Pang Zhijing said softly.
"Yeah," Xiao Hou's voice suddenly became a little low, "it's a pity that my mother's status was too low back then, and drinks were rarely delivered to her. At that time, fruit wine became the only pastime of my mother-in-law, and she usually saved her life. I drink it, and sometimes I just take it out and smell the wine.”
Pang Zhijing was stunned, if Luo Guiren's life was so hard back then, one can imagine what his childhood was like, and it was a blessing to be able to grow up.
She could suddenly understand why he became what he is now, because of the circumstances of the past.
After Xiao Hou finished speaking, he was shocked to realize that he had unknowingly said what he had buried in his heart. In all these years, it was the first time he told others about his mother's past.
Since the death of his mother, things about her have become taboos in his memory and are no longer easily mentioned.
Maybe it was because he was here today, smelling the familiar aroma of wine in the air, he was a little carried away.
He raised his head, just in time to meet her pair of unspeakable heartache, his heart skipped a beat, as if a little surprised.
However, he suddenly smiled, "What kind of eyes are you looking at? Are you sympathizing with me?"
"I don't." Pang Zhijing immediately shook her head, wondering if her performance had hurt his self-esteem too obviously. Generally, children who grew up in such an environment are very sensitive.
At this moment, there was a creaking sound from the door, as if someone was advancing from outside, Pang Zhijing was startled, and immediately moved towards him, "Someone came in?"
Xiao Hou was very calm, "Maybe Uncle Wang is back."
"I sold several candy figurines today, and the business is much better than a few days ago..." An old voice came from far and near, and heavy footsteps could be heard. It seemed to be carrying a heavy load, and it was a little difficult, but it couldn't hide the gladness. The tone, and the tune of that humming song.
Something was dropped heavily, and footsteps approached.
"Old lady, tonight..." Before he finished speaking, the old man was overjoyed when he saw Xiao Hou when he entered the door, "Your Highness, you are here!"
Xiao Hou's face suddenly turned cold, "Uncle Wang, are you back so late again? Didn't I tell you, I will give you two silver coins for your life, so you don't have to go out and suffer."
It was the first time that Pang Zhijing saw Xiao Hou caring about others, but he didn't violate the harmony at all, but made people feel cute and real.
Uncle Wang smiled, rubbed his shoulders and said, "How much money do we need to live? We can also exercise and exercise with a small business. You didn't see, my old man's body and bones have become much stronger."
Xiao Hou had no choice but to give up.
Uncle Wang glanced at the table, then turned around and entered another house, "Wait, this old man will bring you some wine, it's a rare visit today, we won't return if we don't get drunk!"
Wang Po heard the voice and said to everyone, "You wait a while, the dishes will be served soon, and the old man will accompany you for a drink later."
After Wang Po finished speaking, she went in immediately.
Uncle Wang took out the jug and put it on the table. Just as he was about to say something, he looked up and saw Pang Zhijing sitting quietly beside Xiao Hou. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes and looked closer, "Where is the girl from?"
Pang Zhijing immediately shrank to Xiao Hou's side, where is this grandfather from
Xiao Hou patted the back of her hand and reassured, "Don't be afraid, this is Wang Po's husband, and he used to be in charge of my mother's house."
After speaking, he said to Uncle Wang, "This is Pang Zhijing, you can just call her Zhijing."
"Hello, Uncle Wang." Here are the few people he has left who are not relatives more than relatives, Pang Zhijing swept away the fear just now, and said hello sweetly.
"Okay, this girl looks really handsome, Your Highness is very lucky, come and taste the red daughter made by the old lady." Uncle Wang poured wine for the two of them.
Xiao Hou took her cup and said, "Uncle Wang, bring her a fruit bar!"
Uncle Wang patted his forehead, "Yes, forget it, fruit wine is more suitable for their women to drink, the old man will take it for you."
At this time, Madam Wang came out with the dishes.
Pang Zhijing looked at the simple dishes on the table, whether it was stir-fried vegetables or stewed tofu, and there was no oil or water at all.
However, it turns out that she thinks too much.
Xiao Hou naturally picked it up and ate it, without any hesitation.
During the conversation, the house was very lively, with the smell of fireworks.
At the dinner table, Uncle Wang and Granny Wang have been serving him dishes. He, a person who is completely obsessed with cleanliness, does not dislike it at all, and he will not refuse anyone who comes.
Pang Zhijing felt very strange, but at this time she had to put these questions in her stomach, and when she had a chance, she would ask him to clarify.
But the fruit wine was really delicious, and her attention was drawn to it.
"This fruit wine is bitter and sour. I didn't expect Miss Zhijing to like the taste." Maybe she became familiar with it, and Po Wang was not as restrained at the beginning, but a little more cordial.
After Pang Zhijing drank a few glasses of wine, she let go. She smiled and said, "I like to eat sweet and sour things when I was a child, so this wine is very appealing to me."
"His Royal Highness Fang Cai also said that he will bring you to get wine. When you are about to leave, the old lady will pick out a few cans for you to take away." Wang Po said with a smile.
"Then I'll trouble you." Pang Zhijing quickly thanked.
Wang Po waved her hand, and said without mind at all, "You're welcome, the old lady is drinking this wine by herself, and His Highness doesn't like it either."
"Really?" Pang Zhijing subconsciously looked at the person who was drinking with Uncle Wang, who obviously saw that he drank a lot in front of the grave.
At this time, Madam Wang just explained to her, "His Royal Highness doesn't like the taste, but every year on the anniversary of the young lady's death, he will accompany her to drink a few drinks, and he basically doesn't touch it during the rest of the time."
Pang Zhijing suddenly realized that this was the case.
At this moment, the wind was blowing violently outside, as if it was going to rain again.
"Old man, don't drink for now. I went out with me to collect those pickles. I forgot to bring them in today." Wang Po immediately greeted Uncle Wang to go out.
Uncle Wang immediately put down the glass and went out with her.
There were only two people left in the room.
Pang Zhijing was holding the fruit wine and drinking contentedly, Xiao Hou's faint voice sounded in her ears.
"Do you know who Nan Cang sent to congratulate you this time?"
Pang Zhijing blinked, how could she know
Xiao Hou didn't want to wait for her to answer, and said directly, "You Qingxi."
The name seems a little familiar.
Xiao Hou has already explained incidentally, "You used to love the only son of the prime minister who failed."