Ye Wenxin was next to Mrs. Song, and he was no longer aware of Song Jingtang's gaze, and smiled sideways: "I don't have anything to taboo, and the tea is also edible or not, just look at the tea leaves." ”

Mrs. Song just knew that the Ye family had sent a few blue and white jars, so she knew that Ye Wenxin was particular about eating tea, and she was polite when she heard her, and stroked her: "You must not be restrained, just open your mouth if you want, if they have something unexpected, they will come to sue me." ”

Shi Gui stood under the corridor and wandered, the voice inside was low and he couldn't hear it clearly, he couldn't hear what was talking inside, the little girl was lazy against the wall, covered her mouth and yawned secretly, and lowered her voice to talk about this Ye family girl.

The door suddenly reported that the eldest young master was here, which was more effective than any elixir, and the people sitting and standing under the corridor all stretched out their heads, and Song Yintang slipped them around, and reached out to untie his purse to give out the reward.

He wore a jade-colored brocade eight-group robe, with a jade crown on his head, he was not dressed like this when he went to school, but obviously came after changing his clothes, Mrs. Song nodded when she saw it, her mouth was full of joy, and she beckoned her grandson over, how do you look like a pair of beautiful people.

Song Yintang saw the ceremony, sat next to the old lady to her right, added water and tea for a while, and saw that there were a few things in Ye Wenxin's saucer that moved, and knew that she loved to eat sweet, Ye's also loved sweet, she was self-denying, some habits could not be changed, Song Yintang smiled when she saw it: "Cousin, this bite is the same as her mother, she also loves sweet." ”

Don't say it, as soon as I said this, I looked at the case in front of the two of them, and sure enough, the few things that moved were similar, Ye Wenxin's heart was not settled, this aunt wanted to say that she was close, she and her father were indeed the same mother's compatriots, and she lived with her mother for four or five years when she was young, but over the years, the family rarely mentioned her aunt, and she sent gifts to Jinling every year, all of which were done according to the thickness, and her mother had to cry every time she said it.

She just came in and quietly glanced at this aunt a few times, and she was also surprised, Mrs. Song is not old and dizzy, talking nonsense, the two are indeed somewhat similar, except for the eyebrows, even the charm is also a little similar, Ye is like an old bamboo, Ye Wenxin is a new sprout, the same is a touch of green, one is verdant and one is smart.

Ye Wenxin still hid the letter that her mother gave her quietly, and asked her to hand it to her aunt in private, what was written on the letter, her mother refused to reveal a word, and only told her that she must never forget it.

It turned out that this aunt was not close, but since there was this matter, it was something that could be approached, Ye Wenxin covered his mouth with his sleeves: "I love sweetness more." As soon as Song Yintang said this, Ye Wenxin felt a little closer to him.

Song Yintang is indeed able to say, speaking of Jinling's terroir, next to the southeast and northwest, everywhere delicious and fun, there are many gatehouse shops, he can say two sentences on everything: "There was a Huaiyang cuisine master at home, and I didn't look for a good one after I resigned, I went to the Huaiyang restaurant in the south gate building today to see if I could borrow one to call." ”

Ye's eating has long followed Mrs. Song, saying that she would invite the master master for Ye Wenxin. It is also a common thing for each family to invite a master to come back to do it, Ye Wenxin pursed his lips and smiled when he heard it: "I also want to taste the flavor of Jinling." ”

The two of you come and go, but there is something to say, the more the old lady looks at it, the more she laughs, and when they speak, Gan wanted to interject several times, but the old lady intercepted it, and the old lady Song just thought that there was a rule in the second room, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Song Jingtang peeking at Ye Wenxin.

Song Jingtang only hated himself for his clumsy tongue, and he couldn't even interject half a sentence, not like his brother Wen's martial arts and vulgar elegance, he came when he opened his mouth, Guanyin's dried silk, and the plum beans of Bao'en Temple, there were classics, jokes were sandwiched between Wenbai, and Ye Wenxin couldn't stop laughing when he heard it.

Song Zhimei saw that both sides were left out in the cold, only the two of them became warm, and smiled and said: "Brother is so partial, you know the sweet and salty new sister, I like to eat it, do you know?"

Gan saw that his son couldn't interject, how could he not be in a hurry, thanks to the fact that he had a daughter who was powerful, he didn't interject, he just looked at it with a smile, just waited for Song Yintang to answer, and then handed him the steps.

How do you know that Song Yintang laughed, opened the folding fan and fanned the wind: "Big sister said and laughed, why don't I know, the eldest sister and the second aunt are the same eater, love to eat salty and heavy dishes, this year's autumn, drunk crabs are not less." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and added a cup of tea to Ye Wenxin, he had never seen the Ye family all year round, but his uncle had gone to Beijing to take up his post, and the Ye family had already delivered the letter to the Ye family, and the Ye family only regarded it as not seeing.

It was still my uncle's house that came to the door to meet Mrs. Song, and my uncle and nephew met each other, Song Yintang grew up to be so big, and I always heard some of those bits and pieces, and the more I grew up, the more I understood what his mother was treating him coldly.

Uncle how good he is when he is a child I didn t listen to it less, the old lady song showed his grandson his son's article notes, and song siyuan's box of words and articles

It was all collected by the old lady Song, and it was taken out at this time to see it, and it was also a literary style, Song Yintang looked at it since he was a child, and he worked harder and harder, just looking forward to seeing his mother's smile.

Song Zhimei originally wanted to ask Song Yintang to show his ugliness in front of Ye Wenxin, but he knew that he would be asked to say it, and he also knew how many crabs he wanted in the second room, he was displeased, but he smiled on his face, and said very affectionately: "Then I will spare the eldest brother." ”

Song Jingtang first looked at Ye Wenxin blankly, waiting for her eyes to wander, and was afraid that she would look at her, her ears were hot and her face was red, she lowered her head and looked at her own hands, first thinking about the article to solve the topic, and now she can't even remember what the topic is.

Ye Wenlan walked around Zhile Zhai, and barely felt that it was liveable, the house was still too shallow, and was led back by the girl, and only then did he enter the door Song Yintang said: "This is my cousin, you will live with me in the future, and you often come to my house to play." ”

Ye Wenlan is a big event in Ye Wen's heart, this time where did he enter the Beijing to come to the draft, he sent his younger brother to study, and his father made it clear to her: "I can rest assured that your brother is a prince, and he can study under his door, and your brother will not be able to travel thousands of miles in the future." ”

Ye Wenxin originally had the intention of going out to take a walk, and as soon as his father said that he would respond immediately, the family also promised her to report the illness at that time, but it was just a pretense, and the family would come to Beijing next year, and she would only come first.

Ye Wenlan is still a child, and he has been bored on the boat for so long, when he heard that he was playing, he looked at Song Yintang with a pair of big eyes, Song Yintang smiled, raised his hand to touch the top of his head, and told him to dodge: "At this time, there are many places in Beijing that quit the green and the snow and appreciate the chrysanthemums, and if you are free, I will take you out." ”

Ye Wenxin pulled his younger brother over, stretched out his hand and patted him: "You have to listen to your cousin when you go out." He was allowed to go out to play, and Mrs. Song laughed: "It's very, yes, their cousins should be more close." ”

Ye Wenxin was weak in the end, although she had rested on the boat, she still showed some lack of intention when she said this, and Song Zhimei couldn't help but tease her to talk, and she wanted to hand the conversation to her brother again and again.

Mrs. Song was a passerby, and she knew what he was thinking with a sweep of her eyes, and when the two of them could talk, she patted Song Yintang's hand: "Since you are a brother, she can't go out of these things, so you can buy them and give your sister a taste of freshness." He said and said, "Your sister is tired of boating, hurry up and rest, let's catch her in the Eight Immortals Water Pavilion at night." ”

The mother-in-law who sent Ye Wenxin to the secluded fence, Gan saw that the old lady held Ye Wenxin like a live baby, and her heart was depressed, and she went back with her son, and snorted: "What kind of immortal, born not as good as your sister." ”

Song Jingtang's feet were still fluttering, and he didn't listen to his mother's words, Gan's chatter, or Song Zhimei pulled her: "Mother is softer, and I know how many pairs of ears I have behind." ”

Song Jingtang hadn't come back to his senses yet, and asked him to trace it at this time, that face seemed to be imprinted in his heart, and it seemed that he had never done so, stuffed his head full of poems, those things that he originally regarded as pastimes, and now he knows the deep meaning of this, but it is not the hazy moon and the hazy birds.

Song Jingtang has always been a lump of wood, Gan knows his son's temperament, the mother and daughter are planning in front, and the latter one is not out of the way, and he doesn't feel weird, and when he waits, he sees that his son is still a Mu Zhimu Jue who doesn't open his mind at all, and sighs with hatred.

This pair of children, if it weren't for the Song family, where would she be a woman who would plan like this, thinking about what her husband said, she really asked the daughter of the Ye family, and the son would not have to worry about the rest of his life.

After thinking about it, he looked at his daughter again, and pulled her more and more: "Miss Chen, can you send things there?" Song Zhimei nodded, once every three or five days, sometimes it was a letter and sometimes it was a gadget, and it slowly warmed up.

Gan nodded, the Chen family has many children and grandchildren, although Chen Ge is old, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, first get acquainted with the little lady of the Chen family, and the elder brother is also across the house, and the daughter's appearance is not bad for marrying anyone.

In Yongshan Hall, Mrs. Song took Ye's hand: "What kind of charter is your mother's family, if you don't say anything, I think it's better to marry with Yintang." ”

The Ye family naturally had a plan, but the letter was not sent to the Ye family, but was directly entrusted to the old lady Song, with the Song family, if it can enter the palace of the prince, it is naturally the best, if not, King Rui is also good, the daughter of the Ye family has two plans when she comes, if she doesn't choose, she still wants to marry the Song family.

The Ye family has not been close to her mother's family for many years, and when she saw this niece, she was sad again, and she responded: "Wait for my brother to come to the letter, and then make a decision." ”

At night, the Eight Immortals Pavilion was opened, and twelve large screens were set up for the Ye family sisters and brothers, separated by two tables, with the male seat on the female side and the old lady Song sitting on the top, Ye on one side and Ye Wenxin on the other.

Eating a banquet inside, Shi Gui and these girls stayed outside the pavilion, handing a towel and pouring some tea from time to time, look at it again, Ye Wenlan sat in a regular manner, and when the elders spoke, he would listen to it on the side, because after the age of seven, he was still given wine in the men's table, or Mrs. Song said: "He is still young, don't let him get drunk." ”

Song Jingtang can't wait to listen to the old lady Song say a few more words at such a family banquet on weekdays, and he also teaches in the clan studies, but it was only the turn of the day that ten days, and he leaked out a sentence and a half, all of which were like Lunyin, but at this time, he couldn't wait to stretch his ears a little longer and listen to what the lady on the next seat was saying.

I only heard Mrs. Song say: "Since you are here, you can stay in peace and be close to your cousins and cousins." I knew in my heart that I wasn't the cousin that the old lady said, but I had a sweet heart for no reason.

Such a banquet, the master is eating, the girl is watching, Shi Gui is better, can stay outside, the big girls don't stop at all, the two of them can't help but admire when they see Ye Wenxin, sit down on the railing outside the Eight Immortals Pavilion, pass the vegetables and pour wine, and they share a piece of quiche to eat.

Ye's courtyard does not eat meat, and the women's relatives are all vegetarian on the table, a dried silk and an arhat vegetarian, all of which are the craftsmanship of Mrs. Zheng, Ye's also rewarded the dishes to Aunt Qian in front of people, several girls have been hungry for a long time, smelling the roast chicken and duck on the men's table, they can't help but gurgle in their stomachs, and one dish after another is passed up, Song Yintang came out of it and ordered: "The bird's nest duck, ask the kitchen to make it and send it to the grate." ”

He turned around to enter the door, swept his eyes, and saw that the Ye family and the second- and third-class little girls were all under the corridor, knowing that they were not allowed to touch meat, he smiled and said: "Call the kitchen to take a look, there are meatloaf buns, bring them a few hot ones first." ”

Thanks to Song Yintang, Shi Gui only ate a few hot mouthfuls, the buns wrapped in duck meat were full of meat filling, the skin was thin and the meat was thick, the soup was rich, and one was always as big as a fist.

Shi Gui had something in his heart, and asked while eating: "Can the waiter at the cousin's place be decided?" In the past few days, she has always felt uneasy, when will the person be settled, and when will she be able to relax her heart.

Light bamboo and stone chrysanthemum are not as good as Shi Gui, there is always some meat oil to Zheng Pozi, it is late at this time, the head of the pavilion is lit, the wind blows on the body or cold, and it is not time to change thick clothes, next to each other, fragrant and fragrant to eat all the buns, then wiped his mouth and said: "It was set, and I don't know why it was repeated, I heard that I wanted to send the niece of the Gao Sheng family over as an errand." ”

As she was talking about this incident, the old lady heard that she had brought four girls and two mothers-in-law, and she felt that there were too few people, so she glanced at Ye's: "Pick someone from your yard to go, and you must be clever and able to do things, lest she feel that she is a guest when she is young, and she will be treated badly." ”

Ye glanced at Chunyan, Chunyan immediately nodded, and said with a smile: "Leave this matter to me, old lady, don't worry, keep it and pick a good one." As soon as he slipped out, he saw a few people standing outside the window, and came out and ordered: "Go and see if you have sent the food to the young master Tang." ”