"Miao'er laughs? This name is very elegant." Pei Yanzhen looked at me, his voice was neither loud nor low, neither hurried nor slow, and was sent into the wind, and a string of accumulated rain slowly slid down the umbrella surface and submerged into the damp soil of the embankment. , silently.
"Wow!" The buffalo below shook his head, wading out of the water and straddling the shore.
Pei Yanzhen handed the umbrella to the servant, and reached out to hug Shen Xiao. Tang Yuan blinked its clear and wet eyes, and formed a group as obediently and meekly as a cat, letting Pei Yanzhen hug the ox's back, whispering and calling out "Little Uncle."
Pei Yanzhen paused, the tip of his eyebrows slid across a small wave, but he naturally embraced the dumplings in his arms, and wiped off the wet mist on his little face before putting it down.
Tangyuan's two sentences "little uncle" made me tremble. The so-called confidant is Mo Ruomu. Although Tangyuan is a good baby, except for Song Xiyuan, who has a lot of smiles and tricks, he is not very close to people, and he is very close to Pei Yanzhen. . I don't know why he's not afraid of anyone, only Pei Yanzhen, a scholar who never speaks loudly. Whenever I meet Pei Yanzhen, I am like the white cat with its beard trimmed and its claws removed. I don’t speak much. When I first learned how to speak, I heard everyone calling Pei Yanzhen “Master Pei”. "Sir." Later, the little aunt felt that it was not appropriate, and the right way was according to the seniority, so she corrected Tangyuan that it should be called "little uncle".
When Tang Yuan was two years old, Pei Yanzhen gave Tang Yuan a suet jade pendant. I took it and looked at it, and I was shocked. But seeing that jade pendant is as smooth as a beauty's cheeks, Bai Shengsai is snowing, a piece of gentle, high-quality and flawless jade is not embroidered with patterns, only a big "forgiveness" character is drawn with a silver hook, which makes people's eyes go blank. It is Pei Yanzhen's personal thing that never leaves his body.
The origin of this thing is even more clank.
It has to be traced back to the time when the emperor founded the country and conquered the country. It is said that when the emperor expanded the northern border, he was murdered by gangsters and imprisoned. □□The emperor was rescued, and he also let the □□ emperor take down most of the northern Xinjiang by riding a donkey along the slope without bloodshed and without a single soldier. He chose a rare white jade and gave it to the Pei family, and wrote the word "pardon" on the white jade, which means that if anyone in the Pei family commits a crime in the future, even if it is a monstrous crime of destroying the nine clans, the jade pendant can save one's life. . This object is more useful than the sword above, and the Pei family has naturally paid tribute to it from generation to generation in front of the family heirloom.
I didn't want the tangyuan to give such a precious gift to Pei Yanzhen on his second birthday. I shuddered, and I didn't hold one of my hands firmly. I almost smashed the jade into two halves. I hurriedly handed it back to Pei Yanzhen. The relatives could not accept this precious gift, so they firmly refused to accept the dumplings. Pei Yanzhen's face was cold in the autumn wind, and he said with a smile, "Today's Xiao'er is a birthday star, it's up to you to accept or not to accept natural Xiao'er."
After saying this, he squeezed the jade pendant to coax the dumplings and asked if they wanted the dumplings. The dumplings looked at me timidly, then looked at Pei Yanzhen, and stretched out a hand that was more moist than jade to take the jade pendant. Pei Yanzhen laughed for a while, comparable to the first release of Xia Lian, elegant and pleasant.
I was apprehensive.
After a while, I saw Tangyuan holding the jade pendant in both hands and wringing it in their hands for a while, and then handing the jade pendant back to Pei Yanzhen. Pei Yanzhen and I were both stunned for a while, and then we saw that the jade pendant was only left with a bare white jade, and the jade pendant. The ear of the ear was taken off by the glutinous rice ball and held in his hand.
It turned out that Tang Yuan was only interested in the bright red tassels, but was not interested in this family heirloom of the Pei family. For a while, Mr. Pei was swept away, thinking that Mr. Pei had never been so embarrassed in his life, and his face was fluctuating for a while.
At that time, Tang Yuan looked at Pei Yanzhen's pale and cool face, and suddenly timidly said: "Little uncle."
Pei Yanzhen was stunned when he heard the words, and immediately frowned, a layer of grief that was difficult to detect floated up to his eyes, looked at the dumplings for a long time, and then leaned over and hugged the dumplings tightly in his arms. His expression slowly faded, and looking at the sky outside the window, the thin lips pursed into an inexplicable gentle smile, like a silky ribbon, seemingly harmless, but once entangled, it can slowly kill people, I was shocked. , look again, that smile has dissipated.
This is the first time Tang Yuan called Pei Yanzhen "little uncle". After that, I didn't call it that often, but once or twice. As time went on, I found out that Tang Yuan called him like this whenever Pei Yanzhen was in anger, but if Tang Yuan said "little uncle" and splashed it, no matter how much anger Pei Yanzhen was in his belly, he would lose half of it instantly. .
I have been with Pei Yanzhen for two years, and I know that he has a temperament of making dumplings in teapots and jars. No matter how much things are in his heart, he doesn’t like to talk about it, and his face is the same as always in April. Tiny clues. It's like a jar of dumplings that are stuffed in a teapot being boiled, and the insides are fully cooked, and the thin teapot's mouth can't pour out a little bit of dumpling skin. Therefore, I often can't tell whether he is happy or angry, but Tang Yuan, a little baby, can always detect Pei Yanzhen's mood ups and downs like a demigod for some reason. Whenever I hear Tang Yuan call "little uncle", I know Pei Yanzhen Tai. Half unhappy.
This time, Tang Yuan called his uncle twice in a row. It seems that Mr. Pei is not a little unhappy at the moment, but a lot of points. But I looked at him with a happy and elegant expression, and I couldn't see the slightest sign of unhappiness. As I was thinking about it, I might as well hear Song Xiyuan stepping ashore and smiling softly: "Master Pei came just in time, I was preparing to send Miaomiao mother and son back home, and then I would write a paper and report to the police officer. I don't think Master Yamen would come to the door in person. ."
"Oh? What grievances does Young Master Song have?" Pei Yanzhen glanced at Song Xiyuan absent-mindedly, turned his head and raised his eyebrows and looked at me slowly: "Would Miao'er still want to ride this bull to Yangzhou City all the way home?" He stretched out his hand to help me, "This buffalo has a lot of moisture on its back, don't let the cold air penetrate your bones, come down."
I didn't want to put another slender hand under my eyelids almost at the same time, "Miaomiao, hold my hand down." But Song Xiyuan also reached out to help me.
I looked at the two hands, one was holding a pen and the other was counting money, but neither was satisfactory, so I resolutely jumped down on the slippery buffalo's back.
Pei Yanzhen retracted his hand gracefully and gracefully, Song Xiyuan bent the corner of his mouth aggrievedly and retracted his hand to twist the hem of his clothes soaked in the river water, after unscrewing a handful of water, he lifted his robe and raised his eyebrows and said to Pei Yanzhen, "Say When it comes to grievances, this small grievance can be regarded as comparable to Dou E’s snowfall in June. Yesterday, on the birthday of the Shen family, the grass-minders were drunk in the back garden, but they were beaten by a court-ordered official for no apparent reason. Beating Caomin to the point of unconsciousness is truly a tragedy in the human world. Everyone in the Shen family was saddened and weeping when they heard it. The perpetrator not only did not think about surrendering himself, but he still roams the market with impunity. How long can you be detained for committing crimes?"
Although there was a vague guess that Song Xiyuan was hurt by Pei Yanzhen, however, I was still shocked when I heard him say that, a feeling of disbelief. Pei Yanzhen's writing is weak and weak, and he has to be bedridden for a few days even when changing seasons. In addition to the pen, I am worried that Tian Huang Guanyin, who is slightly larger, will not be able to hold his slender and white hands, not to mention hitting people. Looking at Song Xiyuan's half-faced blue and purple-colored mouth, the corners of his mouth were swollen, and it was as serious as being smashed by an iron sand mallet.
He was confused when he saw Pei Yanzhen caressing the bamboo leaf brocade pattern on his sleeve and said casually, "Oh~? The case must be clearly described one by one. Why don't I tell the third son about this rich son who jumped over the wall in the middle of the night? In a private house, a frivolous woman who borrows alcohol, confronts the court-ordered officials, abducts children, and slanders and slanders the important officials of the government.
"Master Pei, please don't talk to me about the official tone." Song Xiyuan said with a white tooth: "If people don't offend me, I won't offend them. If someone offends me, I will trample them to death. Whoever moves first this time, Master Pei knows. Belly."
Pei Yanzhen turned indifferently and took the bamboo-handled umbrella in the servant's hand to cover me and Xiaoxiao, and said, "Don't look at the soft mist, but it's dense like a plum rain. Miao'er should support her clothes without getting wet."
Song Xiyuan snorted disdainfully, but Tang Yuan turned around and gently grasped the hem of Song Xiyuan's clothes with her small hands.
Song Xiyuan's expression softened, and he half-squatted down to the height of a dumpling stool. His eyebrows and nose were wrinkled, and he squeezed a grieved and sad expression: "It still hurts, what should I do?"
The dumplings went up to them without saying a word, and a pair of small hands carefully held Song Xiyuan's face and began to blow attentively, "Xiao'er blowing for you won't hurt anymore."
Pei Yanzhen looked down at the old man and the young man, and then squatted down, reached out and took the white handkerchief in his sleeve to gently wipe off the water vapor he had just got on the dumplings. Between the movements, his cheeks were slightly tilted. Inadvertently, the side hole was sideways, and the chin and forehead were slightly purple and the affected area was exposed for a while.
Seeing the dumplings, he stopped blowing, obediently stretched out a finger and poked the wound on Pei Yanzhen's forehead, "Does my uncle hurt too?"
Pei Yanzhen gave a soft "um", as if there was none.
Tang Yuan is worthy of being a good child of our Shen family, so he filially held Pei Yanzhen's face and began to blow his breath.
Seeing this, Song Xiyuan, who was only willing to show half of his flawless face just now, simply and neatly turned half of his injured face to Tang Yuan without any leakage, wishing he could put the blue and purple under Tang Yuan's eyelids.
Tang Yuan is a good baby with a soft heart. After comparing the color depth of the two and the size of the lump, they turned to blow at Song Xiyuan.
Pei Yanzhen frowned lightly, a shallow spit spilled out of his mouth inadvertently, and Tang Yuan immediately turned around to face him.
Looking at his two big dignified seven-foot boys today, like urchins fighting for candy, with a face that will let go of the fairy energy that leaves the dumplings, until a small dumpling blows so hard that his face is red and his neck is thick. Can't even breathe.
How does this make it? When I was about to hold the dumplings and tell them to die and return to dust, I saw a man dressed as a servant galloping over from a distance, and the clothes were Pei's family.
The family member jumped off the horse in a hurry, and went straight to Pei Yanzhen before he could catch his breath, "Young master, someone has arrived from the palace! It is said that he is here to declare the decree of the Empress Dowager, so let the young master return quickly to obey the decree!"
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