The font on the envelope reads: "Xue Yi is personally opened." ”

Without a seal, Xue Yi opened the barrier on one side, tilted the envelope, and poured out a few pieces of letter paper folded together.

"Meaning:

If you read this letter, I should have already gone to the imperial capital with Shengrong, don't read it.

There is no need to entangle the dry food that has been collected, you have not been learning to cook here for a short time, and it is easy to be gossiped by people.

You're young and don't understand the stakes of gossip. You must not do such a thing in the future, lest you be framed.

There were some things I wanted to explain to you in person, but I didn't know how to say it myself, so I had to leave a letter to explain it to me.

When Mingyuan left, I went to invite your mother to attend the funeral, but you stopped me at the door. At that time I wanted to explain that your mother begged me not to say these things.

If you have a strong temperament, you won't ask these words, and she won't say them.

At this time, I don't know when to see you again, I'll say these words for her.

In fact, Mingyuan, he has never forgotten your mother. Even when you're with me, all you think about is your mother's name.

After your grandfather left, he paid fifty gold bars to find your mother in Manlinzhou.

In fact, I already knew that your mother was in Chashan at that time, and I had met her privately.

It's just that she resolutely doesn't want to return to Pei's house.

She was disappointed in Mingyuan and resented me.

Blame your father for breaking the agreement, blame me for being between the two of them.

It's just that she has never done farm work, and she has had a particularly hard time in those years, and every time she has to use soot to smear her clothes and hands and feet before she dares to go out.

Later, when you were older, I told him about your future work.

Your mother wants you to study and become a teacher in the future.

It's just that she refused to accept my funding, and later listened to my suggestion to let you learn to cook with Uncle Nine. Now it seems that there is a craft that at least you can't go hungry.

I thought I was doing all of these things seamlessly.

It's just that I never thought that Mingyuan, your father, knew everything I did from the beginning.

He personally saw all the household subsidies I sent, and even for a while, he thought that I would poison your mother and son, and personally verify the rice and noodles I sent.

Maybe you don't even know that when you were learning to cook in Pei's house, he read it all in one day.

Whether Uncle Nine asks you to wash vegetables, cut vegetables, or stir-fry vegetables, a window leading to the inner courtyard will be opened.

Your father's house is facing this window.

He will watch you in the room every day, from the time you start learning to cook until you grow up.

From the first day you entered the Pei family to the last day of his death.

His gaze is always on you.

He told me that your eyebrows and eyes resembled your mother's, so he didn't dare to look at you, and that feeling would make him panic.

He knows he's sorry for your mother, and he's willing to pay it back for the rest of his life.

He even offered to marry your mother after he divorced me.

I asked him, wouldn't that make him feel like he was losing me?

But he said, "I am alone, but only one, and your mother is the two of you."

He found the best embroidery girl in Linzhou City to sew the phoenix crown and xia curtain, three books and six ceremonies, and personally learned your mother's favorite red bean and plum blossom soup.

It's a pity that before he could finish preparing these things, he fell on top of the smoke.

And your mother, who always thought that he didn't care about herself, also hated him and moved away completely.

I don't say this to ask for your forgiveness.

Because the grievances of the previous generation are no longer unspeakable. This is a conflict between your father, your mother, and me.

It should not affect you and your ascension.

I remember when I was a child, you were fishing for shrimp by the stream, and he used to call you brother.

You answered at that time.

Hopefully, no matter what, you'll remember that you have a younger brother.

Maybe all the mothers in the world are selfish.

All the tea-related skills and skills I have learned in the Pei family over the years will be passed on to Shengrong, and in the future, he will be the shopkeeper of the new generation of Pei family tea shop.

However, other than that, we don't take anything from the Pei family.

Enclosed is a table of assets, part of the dowry that your father left for you and your mother.

It is also the last asset of the Pei family.

I hope you and your mother can forgive Mingyuan and go to see him when we have time.

You tell your mother that he was buried in the tea plantation they loved the most, and there was a stream next to it, and there were shrimp in the stream. ”

Soon, the letter was finished.

Xue Yi let out a long sigh of relief and put the letter back into the envelope and looked at the other sheets of paper.

A few lines of paper with the name of a house and a bank, as well as the name of a tea plantation, are thought to be the dowry left by Pei Mingyuan.

Another piece of paper depicts a person.

Xue Yi saw at a glance that this person was Xue Ruoli, with affection in his eyebrows, and his veins were in the water!

A drop of blood on his chest turned into a piece of cinnabar.

Su Zifang suddenly thought of Zhang Ailing's words.

A man meets at least two women in his life, one with a white rose and the other with a red rose. If you marry a red rose, the red one will become a smear of mosquito blood, and the white one will still be the bright moonlight in front of the bed; if you marry a white rose, the white one will become the rice residue at the corner of the mouth, and the red one will still be the cinnabar mole on the chest.

In Pei Mingyuan, it seems to have been perfectly confirmed.

Because I can't get Xue Ruoli, I always feel guilty, because I get ...... Su Zifang suddenly found that Xue Yi's mother's name had not been mentioned anywhere, and he was speechless for a while.

Forget it, that's what it means.

Su Zifang shook his head and looked at the third and fourth pieces of paper in Xue Yi's hand.

It's actually a recipe.

The top line clearly reads: "Red bean and plum soup." ”

Here's how to make this dish and how to get it down.

For example, the first time you blanch the rice cake, you can start to make shapes, and the red beans must be boiled until the sand comes out, so that the taste will be delicious.

After boiling, add honey or sugar to taste, so that the taste is more delicious and sweet.

This dish can also be eaten with ice cold to cool off even more.

What Su Zifang cares about most is the annotation below.

"The rice cake should not be too big, if you like smaller plum blossoms, and you should sprinkle real plum blossoms in. ”

"You can't add sugar, you can only use honey so that it's not too sweet. ”

"Ruoli said, after eating this bowl, follow me home!"

There was a string of scribbles below, and I couldn't tell what was written.

Su Zifang took a closer look at it, and finally recognized the handwriting on it with difficulty.

Folding flowers and making a messenger,

Send it to the Longtou people.

Jiangnan has nothing,

Let's talk about giving a spring.

Su Zifang finished reading this sentence gently, and suddenly found that Xue Yi had a few tears in his eyes, and he smudged the letter paper.

"Why are you crying?" Mei Yuanbai happened to walk out, and when he saw Xue Yi sitting at the table, he asked suspiciously, "Is there anything wrong?"

"It's fine, it's just that all of a sudden sand got into my eyes. ”

Su Zifang laughed out loud when he heard this.

There is no wind in this big house, where does the sand come from.

I really didn't expect Xue Yi to be such an emotional shy boy when he was young, completely different from the current domineering grandfather.

Su Zi smiled and wanted to open it again, but found that the picture gradually faded.

His eyes turned, and he had reappeared in the utility room.

Nothing has changed!