Winter goes to spring, and it is another year in a blink of an eye.
With the help of the magic of the black iron kitchen knife, apart from Tian Yuan, the freak, Rou Wen planned to go back to the desert alone again, but didn't want to look back at the familiar house in the suburbs of Beijing before leaving, and suddenly felt a sense of reluctance in his heart.
This is his yard, here is his breath...
The pomegranates in the capital were red and red, and the amber-like sweets rolled to the ground.
In the small courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing, the knotted bamboos are still green and the stone benches are still cool.
The wind blows over the crabapple trees, swaying and falling down several times.
It seems to be talking to itself, and it seems to be singing to itself.
Moss lay faintly on the platform marks, and the fresh breath made this small courtyard blend seamlessly with the surrounding flowers, plants, trees, distant mountains and near water.
The black color of the wooden door has long faded away, and under the slight shadow, a Yili figure with a faint back, seems to be busy in the kitchen.
But obviously, apart from that soft and beautiful figure, there is no other shadow here.
It was unpredictable for a while, she was busy so earnestly, who and what was the reason...
Wen Shouzheng of the imperial dining room resigned many years ago. As early as when the new emperor came to the throne, Wen Shouzheng of the imperial dining room had already been promoted to Shang Shanzheng that every chef dreams of.
However, in the courtyard wall next to the imperial dining room, the wing room where Wen Wen lived is still reserved for her, and everything and scene inside are exactly the same as when she was there.
The new emperor Liu Xian bestowed Wen Rou the title of "The Great Zhou's First Immortal Chef". This title seems to be even better than Cai Mi's "God of Cooking". What's more, she was allowed to enter and leave the palace freely, and she was allowed to come and go freely, and it was even more allowed that she didn't need to spend a penny no matter where she dined in Da Zhou.
However, she left the palace. They never went back.
Wen Ting became a son-in-law, and now he is living happily with Princess Yunluo and the little princess.
Wen Shouzheng did Shangshanzheng. To be appointed as an official and a nobleman is to have the gentle mansion bestowed by the Supreme Emperor before. Naturally, no matter whether it's taking Mrs. Zhou to live in the palace, or relaxing outside the palace, it's all according to one's wish.
The Zhou family was sometimes at Wen Shouzheng's place, and sometimes at Wen Ting's place, going back and forth, but he was at ease.
After Cai Mi tenderly left the palace, she bid farewell to her gracefully. The chef came from the people. Naturally, it is also going to return to the folk.
Cooked a meal for Liu Heng once, and tears filled Liu Heng's eyes, so he sent a letter to bid farewell to Liu Heng, and disappeared quietly in the city alone.
No one knows where he went, but the legend of the God of Cooking is constantly circulating in the market.
Wen Rou was alone, packed her bags, and lived alone in that small courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing.
He said he had been busy for a long time and wanted to rest alone.
So, only occasionally Wen Shouzheng and Zhou would come to visit; only occasionally. Wen Ting and Princess Yunluo would send letters and money.
As for Shengyao Mountain, every sunrise and sunset, he would walk alone in the suburbs of Beijing. Wandering outside that small courtyard, just watching from a distance, looking at the gentle figure who is still busy in an orderly manner, thinking about the bits and pieces of these years.
"Hey, let me tell you, General Sheng is not young anymore, and he is the unmatched leader of the Great Zhou Dynasty. When the old Prime Minister Sheng was in power, he was even more powerful and unruly. Why is he still alone today? No one Come to propose marriage?" Mrs. Zhou chatted with Wen Shouzheng at home.
"Oh... It's not like you haven't seen it. Let's go to see my daughter occasionally. Don't we always meet General Sheng outside the courtyard? He just helps carry water and deliver rice and noodle ingredients. He always puts it outside the door, but he never goes in once. Alas... General Sheng's heart... If Rou'er has figured it out, she should give him a chance. After all, he and Mr. Ren are just married in name only..." Wen Shouzheng sighed and shook his head feebly.
"How about, let's go and persuade Rou'er, and don't let General Sheng suffer alone. He has been fighting outside all year round, and even after returning, he still wanders outside like this. It makes people sad to see it!" Zhou Shi said, Eye circles are red.
"Who says it's not! All these years, General Sheng treated our Rou'er well, that's obvious to all! The only man who can persevere to this extent is the late Mr. Ren." Wen Shouzheng sighed again.
"Then talk to Rou'er." Zhou mentioned again.
"Don't! You didn't see Rou'er's eyes... Sigh... Although Mr. Ren is gone, her daily life and diet are the same as when he was here. If you really say it, I'm afraid that Rou'er I won't be able to bear it... Alas... just wait... I have been waiting for these years, so I might as well wait a little longer, maybe as time goes by, Rou'er will forget; maybe as time goes by, Rou'er will naturally focus on it On General Sheng's body. Just this time, don't let Rou'er go..." Wen Shouzheng sighed for the third time.
Another morning, the birdsong in the mountains will wake you up gently.
It was daylight again.
Every time I close my eyes, the figure in white clothes will clearly appear in front of my eyes.
In every dream, there is his gentle voice like jade, and his calm and breezy smile.
The jade flute that has long been cold and temperatureless, stays with the gentle pillow every night.
Therefore, every dream is full of the distant flute sound, leisurely falling into the dream.
I really hope that with the projection of the first ray of sunlight, that kamikaze face will be clearly by my side with my opened eyes.
Just like in his life, when he appeared in front of him for the first time, he stood there so brightly and beautifully surrounded by the sunlight that filled the room, so, in an instant, the whole room was lit up, it was his heart, and Follow it up.
It's day, it's bright again... It's another new day.
Wenrou got up a little disappointed and a little accustomed, washed and changed, then turned and walked into the kitchen.
Red beans, lotus seeds.
Grab it naturally and gently put it into the bowl.
He turned around and walked towards the water tank, only to find that it was empty.
There is no water...
Gentle took a breath, and then walked out of the yard.
"Squeak."
After the sound of the distant wooden door.
"General Sheng! Why are you here?" Xu Shi hadn't seen Sheng Yaoshan for a long time, although he knew him so well, Wen Rou was still shocked.
Outside the courtyard gate, there were two buckets of water neatly placed, which was crystal clear.
It looks like they just came back from the mountain stream.
In fact, knowing that there is a well behind the courtyard, but knowing that she pities the pomegranates floating on it, she couldn't bear to throw the wooden barrel into it, ruining the tranquility of the pool.
So, guessing that she had run out of clean water, she often tapped the clear spring by the stream and put it here quietly.
But at this moment, Wenrou clearly saw Sheng Yaoshan holding a pole in his hand.
She thought it was because her parents loved her and always came here with water; or because Wen Ting and the princess cared about her, they always sent people to bring water.
But I never thought that it was him... who persisted, and the years flew by.
"General Sheng, please come in and sit down." There was warmth in Wenrou's eyes, like dry springs. Since Ren Yue left, she has not shed a single tear, but at this moment, she actually has a feeling of wanting to cry.
"No, Yaoshan helped Miss Wen carry the water in, and it's time to leave. I'm going to lead an army to go out today, so I can't worry about Miss Wen, so let's take a look." Sheng Yaoshan's heroic face naturally showed a trace of relief laugh.
This was the first time he had spoken to her so closely since she moved in.
It's great to see her well-being and her familiar and beautiful face.
Sheng Yaoshan felt comfortable for a while, and couldn't help but smiled again.
It was this smile that brought out a few shallow wrinkles under the corners of his eyes.
Wen Rou raised a pair of moist eyes, looked at it, and couldn't help feeling sour in her heart.
Yaoshan... The years have left traces on his face after all.
"General Sheng is going to fight again?" He asked gently and concernedly.
"En." Sheng Yaoshan responded.
"I came back to find someone this time, and settled a lifelong event. You have been traveling all year round, and when you come back to Beijing, you should have a good wife at home." The gentle eyes are still moist, and the voice is full of warmth.
"Hehe, I'm at ease by guarding you." Sheng Yaoshan smiled brightly.
"Rou'er appreciates the general's kindness to Rou'er, but she really doesn't want to delay the general." Rou'er said softly again.
He raised his eyes, then lowered them, but he didn't know that there were already sour tears overflowing in his heart.
"If you don't marry, I will never marry for the rest of my life." After a long time, Sheng Yaoshan's heroic voice echoed in the clear mountain wind.