I got up early in the morning and prepared to go around the back garden to look at the flowers and grasses, but I didn't want to but I saw a man by the goldfish pond. This man had his back to me, dressed in cyan and purple brocade clothes, with a daisy group behind his clothes. Shou, a jade pendant with a clear color hangs down from his waist, but seeing him bow his head slightly, he seems to be concentrating on the fish in the pond.
I paused. I wanted to go back, but after a second thought, I went forward. Seeing him staring at a pond of fish with hunger and thirst, I asked him, "Do you want to eat fish or jump into the lake?"
Song Xiyuan reluctantly retracted his gaze, his eyebrows twitched, his smile was much greener than the water in the pool, "Miaomiao, you finally got up." He was caught off guard by his hands, "Miaomiao, are you caring about me? I'm so touched! Don't worry, although you divorced me, but based on our feelings, I thought that things like fame were nothing but clouds in the sky, and I wouldn't want to kill myself."
"Ah! Dengzizi!"
I was about to tell Song Xiyuan that the divorce was for his own good. I might as well hear an exclamation behind me. When I turned around, it was the green warbler who brought me breakfast, with a look of consternation and panic, and the overturned basket on the ground. I think this rash girl didn't realize it was Song Xiyuan. Of course, ordinary people wouldn't think it was him. Suddenly, when they saw a strange man grabbing the hand of the lady in the family early in the morning, they naturally wanted to shout,
But seeing Song Xiyuan looking at Lu Ying with a dissatisfied face, he said, "Have you ever seen me as a disciple from the beginning to the end?"
I took the opportunity to pull my hand out of his hand, and saw Lu Ying staring at Song Xiyuan with a stunned expression, neither nodding nor nodding. It was pitiful, so I said to her, "Go down, I'll go back to the house for breakfast in a while."
When Lu Ying was far away, I turned around and asked Song Xiyuan, "I wonder why Song Gongzi was standing by the fish pond in my back garden early in the morning?"
Song Xiyuan smiled and raised the hair on his forehead, "Of course, I wait for Miaomiao to meet me on the terrace, and by the way, take advantage of this pool to take care of her appearance."
I suddenly felt that the sun was too hot and I was dizzy. I just remembered that Song Xiyuan had always had this hobby. Whenever there was a little reflection in the way, he would stop and look in the mirror, and he would be intoxicated with self-satisfaction. Appreciation and analysis, narcissism has reached its peak, as if entering the realm of no one. However, this is not the crux of the problem. The problem is that when he came to visit today, why did the underground people not come to report? I might as well hide. Besides, this backyard is the inner courtyard of Shen's family, and the family would not have led him here unless I or my father agreed.
I looked at the Fanbang rose that had been trampled down in the corner of the garden, my heart twitched, and a thought flashed, maybe... So I asked him, "How did you get in?"
Song Xiyuan said as a matter of course: "Climbed over the wall and came in."
really!
I tried my best to take two breaths. The doctor said that raising a baby should not be emotional, otherwise the baby will crawl out early.
Song Xiyuan's lips curled up, but he was aggrieved as if my little brother was being scolded by his father: "I walked through the front door and you didn't see me, so I had to climb the wall from the backyard." Suddenly, his expression changed, and his face became peaceful, "Miaomiao, Could it be that you prefer this kind of private meeting?"
I looked at him seriously and said, "I don't like it at all."
As soon as the words fell, Lu Ying hurriedly walked over from the corridor, "Miss, Master Pei is here. The master asked Miss to go to the front hall to talk."
"Understood." I turned around and was about to leave, might as well see Song Xiyuan's collapsed face, "Miaomiao, why does Pei Yanzhen see you, but I can't?"
Mr. Pei is an official family and I am a commoner, and secondly, I am a younger brother. If he calls me, how dare I not see him
Just as he was about to say it, he suddenly remembered the boss yesterday, so he invited him and said, "Why don't you go to the front hall with Song Gongzi?"
Song Xiyuan's expression turned slightly, and he walked slowly beside me.
As soon as he stepped into the flower hall, he saw that Pei Yanzhen was standing by the window in a white robe with a crescent moon embroidered in Su embroidery. There was no wind and no moon, and it was elegant. It seemed like he had an air of autumn succulent. He just stood there casually, but he had no ink. When I entered the painting, I was told that ordinary people like me sighed at themselves.
My front foot was about to cross the threshold, and Pei Yanzhen immediately noticed that he turned around like many eyes behind him, and smiled lightly, "Miao'er."
Before I could answer, Song San grabbed the first place and folded his hands in front of me, "Master Pei."
Pei Yanzhen's smile faded, his eyebrows raised, "I don't want the third son to be there?" The tone was steady, and the sound of the ending seemed to be inexplicable.
Song Xiyuan lowered his head and smiled, "Master Pei can come, why can't I, Song San, come?"
I sniffed the unusual breath that pervaded the two of them, and when I saw them in the clouds and fog, you came and I pushed Tai Chi, and I sighed, "That's all, a gentleman has the beauty of an adult, so I found a huanghuali rose chair and sat down. , As soon as I touched the surface of the stool, Pei Yanzhen took two steps to support me, "Miao'er, this rose chair is too hard, it's better to sit on this round chair." The tone was soft, but the movements of his hands were unambiguous, and he could not help but say it. He helped me to sit on the rattan seat next to me.
Song Xiyuan raised his eyebrows, I secretly thought that it was not good, and wanted to break free from Pei Yanzhen's support. But I entrusted a lot of people to buy it from Fujian, and spent a lot of money to buy it. Yanzhen, you are lucky..."
Daddy slammed into the hall with a bucket of tea jugs. He might as well see Song Xiyuan. After a pause, he said, "Xiyuan, you're here too? Come and come, let's taste my new tea together."
Song Xiyuan's expression changed, and he immediately took a few steps to his daddy happily, his eyes gleaming, "Da Hongpao?! Daddy Shen is a good way! Xi Yuan has also admired this tea for a long time, but he still can't get it. I deeply regret it. Good luck!"
Ever since Pei Yanzhen and Song Xiyuan became my ex-husbands, my father has been nicknamed "Dad Shen" in a strange and nondescript form, and my father didn't care, let them be like that.
But seeing Dad carefully scooping out a spoonful of tea leaves with a teaspoon, putting it into the purple clay pot to start brewing, pouring it into the cup and pouring it into the cup, every move and every move was carefully prepared, and the preciousness of the tea was revealed everywhere. Dad's attitude towards tea is completely opposite to that of our three brothers and sisters. Our three brothers and sisters are like chickens and ducks raised in farmers' homes. When we touch it, Dad never takes it to heart. A can of tea was not quite lost, but it could make Dad feel so distressed that he could not sleep at night for a few days.
On this point, Song Xiyuan and Daddy hit it off. He also likes to spend a lot of money to find all kinds of famous teas, so he introduced Daddy as a bosom friend.
I also thought that it would be a pity if the two of them did not become bosom friends. Which tea dealer in Yangzhou City does not know that Master Shen and the third son spend money on tea without blinking an eye, and they are both "tea idiots", not only obsessed but also obsessed. Before and after the rain, it is best to fool. When it comes to tea, the two people's shrewdness in doing business on weekdays does not know where to escape.
Therefore, every once in a while, a tea seller would ask someone to talk to my father or Song Xiyuan to sell tea, and every push was accurate. It is said that when I married Pei Yanzhen, there were ten jars of Junshan Silver Needle, which is said to be my father's collection, in the dowry. One day I accidentally pulled out a jar and gave it to Pei Yanzhen to drink. Pei Yanzhen didn't know it was my dowry, so he frowned. Immediately, he asked me if the tea at home was about to run out.
Song Xiyuan's tea identification ability is even more advanced than my father's. I don't know who tricked him into buying a can of Qimen black tea that is said to be top-notch. Song Xiyuan brewed it for me like a treasure. I tasted it now. I felt that the taste was very familiar, and after tasting it carefully, I remembered that it tasted exactly the same as the tea eggs boiled by my nanny when I was a child, which is sad and pathetic.
Today, I don’t know how much money Daddy’s Dahongpao has smashed to make a lotus-tongued tea seller cheaper. That’s all, a thousand pieces of gold are hard to buy. I’m in a good mood, as long as Daddy drinks and is happy.
Originally, when I drank tea before leaving the pavilion, I couldn't tell the difference between three, six, nine, and so on. It was only after two years with Pei Yanzhen that I became clear about the tea leaves. I took a cup of tea poured by my father and tasted it. As expected, it was just ordinary Wuyi rock tea. Fortunately, this time is not too outrageous. I thought that the tea seller would fool my father with another tea called Tieguanyin from Fujian, so it seems that the tea seller still has a good conscience.
Song Xiyuan praised again and again: "Sweet and fragrant, Dahongpao really deserves its reputation!"
Dad stroked his beard and was obviously very happy, and looked at Pei Yanzhen who had just sipped with expectation, but when he saw Pei Yanzhen put down the teacup, he smiled happily and said, "It's not bad."
So, under the connivance of ignorant tea friends like Song Xiyuan and implicit and unspeakable tea drinkers like Pei Yanzhen, Daddy went all the way to the dark on the road of tea idiots.
While drinking tea, someone came to report that it was the servant from Fuchun Tower who brought food to Miss Shen. However, Song Xiyuan immediately got up and answered for me on his own: "Send it in." He turned to me and said, "Miaomiao, it's what I call Shiquan Dabucai, you have a body now, you can't be so thin, you have to make up for it. ."
Said to be "Shiquan Dabucai", I thought it was only ten dishes, but I didn't think about it but set up a table, but it seemed like a full banquet in Manchu and Han. Deer antler, Codonopsis, turtle, turtle and black-bone chicken... There are also some dishes that I can't tell what it is. I eat this early in the morning, I'm afraid I won't die from the blood. Fortunately, everyone hadn't had breakfast yet, so they called their father Pei Yanzhen and Song Xiyuan to sit and eat together.
As soon as he sat down, Song Xiyuan took a chopstick and put something so black that he couldn't tell what it was, and said, "Miaomiao, eat some dried bee pupae."
I stopped there for a while, and Mrs. Song Xiyuan saw that my expression was different, so she picked up another pile of things for me, "Don't you like it? Then eat some silk bee pupae." Seeing that I still didn't move the chopsticks, he changed the chopsticks again. After ordering a dish, "Miaomiao still wants to eat this fried bee pupae?"
I looked at the plump worm carcasses in the bowl and said calmly, "The key is not to wire or dry, I don't like to eat bee pupae."
Song Xiyuan frowned, "Miaomiao, but this bee pupae is said to be good to eat, it can calm the mind and raise the fetus."
I thought that I was very determined not to be startled, let alone "soothe the nerves"...
Pei Yanzhen calmly took the shredded radish from the deer antler with chopsticks and put it into my bowl. I thought it was still more appetizing. Song Xiyuan looked a little resentful when he saw me chewing the shredded radish.
Dad, who was eating, suddenly stopped and said, "Miao'er, I heard that you went on a blind date a few days ago?"
"Hmm." I replied bluntly. Pei Yanzhen chewed the rice silently, while Song Xiyuan was eating the pupa pupae. The two of them didn't look up, but I felt a little depressed for a while, thinking that it was summer, and the morning would inevitably be a little boring.
Daddy patted his thigh and blurted out: "What kind of kiss! Husband is like money, it's something outside the body, and it's optional. Why can't you think about it like this child!"
Uh... I paused for a while, feeling suddenly enlightened, and immediately responded, "Yes!"
Pei Yanzhen stopped his chopsticks and looked out the window, then stretched out his hand to support his temples. Song Xiyuan poked at the bee pupae in the bowl, his eyes slightly dull and slack.
Sure enough, my father knows a lot. It's really nothing if the child doesn't have a father, I don't have a mother, and I can live to the age of nine out of ten! A woman from a small family must have a husband in order to have a support to support the family. Our Shen family is not short of money. It is still easy to raise a baby when you think about it. I was really narrow-minded before.
I figured it out for a while, and my heart was unavoidably clear and comfortable, so I picked up a chopstick of sea cucumber and just chewed two bites, I suddenly remembered what Lao Chen said about this sea cucumber aphrodisiac. Said: "I'm full, let's eat."
Hearing Song Xiyuan say: "How can you eat so little, eat more."
Pei Yanzhen brought me a glass of water, "But Miao'er doesn't like this greasy?" Seeing me nodding, he leaned over and asked gently, "Does Miao'er have anything to eat?"
I thought about it and felt that it was a little uncomfortable to eat anything but one thing, so I said to him bluntly: "Vinegar slips cabbage."
Song Xiyuan immediately vetoed, "What's the use of cabbage's help."
But Pei Yanzhen rolled up his sleeves, "Miao'er, you have some porridge first, and I'll make it for you." Then he let the servants lead him to the kitchen.
Although Pei Yanzhen is not good at dancing with knives and swords, but I think he is good at dancing with shovels. He is a chef who is hidden in the folk. In the past two years, if he has time, he will cook one or two small dishes himself, and the taste is determined not to lose to the chef of Fuchun Lou. When I saw it for the first time, I couldn't help but be surprised. Don't you all say that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen? Pei Yanzhen is not only a quiet and refined scholar, but also an official of one of the prefect's parents. I don't know why I can't think of a meeting to go to the kitchen, so I asked him, he just smiled lightly: "There is a skill that is close to me, if I don't become an official one day, it's good to be called. The lady follows me so that I won't go hungry."
"I think back then, when your mother was pregnant with you, she also liked to be jealous and slipping cabbage." Dad sighed and interrupted my distraction, but when Song Xiyuan was scooping chicken soup into my bowl, he didn't give up: "Miaomiao, this is The chicken soup is not greasy, it is stewed in oil."
I lowered my head and took a sip of water. I might as well see that my cuff was ripped open. I thought it had just been torn by a flower branch in the yard, so I said, "I'm going to change clothes in the room, Daddy and Song Gongzi eat slowly."
Behind me, I heard Song Xiyuan murmur, "Why do you want to change before you drink the soup?" I felt Doctor Qu passing by in my mind.
After changing my clothes, I suddenly felt greedy in my stomach, and when I thought about Pei Yanzhen's cooking skills, I felt itchy for a while, so I turned to the kitchen to see that the vinegar-slicked cabbage was ready.
Pushing the door and entering, but seeing the fire on the stove burning hot, Pei Yanzhen wielded his shovel neatly, his sleeves were rolled up to above his elbows, and his robe was pinned to his waist. Like the autumn rain crossing the border, this kitchen is not so noisy and hot.
He turned around and smiled at me, "Miao'er, don't worry, this dish will be ready soon."
He clearly turned his back to me, and I don't know how he knew I was coming in. I looked at him in confusion, but I saw a layer of fine sweat on his forehead. I thought it was smoked by fire. He stepped forward with a handkerchief, reached out and wiped the sweat off his forehead for him.
After wiping it down and putting down my hands, I realized that I was looking around except for the piles of cabbage in the pot. toad
With a move in my heart, I lowered my head and blurted out, "I'm afraid it's too salty to drip into the dish."
I was surprised by my first reaction. Afterwards, I always worried that I had been infected by Song Xiyuan's strangeness.
Hearing this, Pei Yanzhen smiled lightly, turned his head, and put the cooked cabbage into the porcelain plate. I couldn't wait to take a sip. I couldn't help squinting my eyes in intoxication and contentment. I opened my eyes and looked up again, but I almost hit the bridge of Pei Yanzhen's nose, which was so close to me. I don't know when he got so close. unaware...
Looking at those two thin lips that were so close that they could no longer move, two words swept across my lips like a morning breeze, "Miao'er."
My mind was blank for a while, and I was stunned by the snake and couldn't move.
"Miaomiao, Miaomiao." I heard Song Xiyuan calling me outside the corridor, like a cat looking for a cat, and I immediately came to my senses.