Song Mian turned around and disappeared, Shi Gui didn't even ask his foot inch, naturally he couldn't make boots, so he thought about making him a pair of gloves, his kindness was a great kindness to Shi Gui, knowing that Qiu Niang Xizi was fine, she had hope here.

I couldn't see it from afar, so I picked up the scroll and went back, Danzhu was sitting outside the house with beads on his head, and saw Shi Gui's sleeves bulging, and he thought he was hiding the food and coming back, throwing down the beads and going back to the house to turn over her sleeves, and two books fell out, and blinked: "Where did this come from?"

Shi Gui is good at saving, light bamboo and moonlight, and at the end of the month, he won't get it, so he has to ask her to borrow it, but Shi Gui has no more money, and he can't buy two copies, not to mention that she also gave all the cash around her to Song Mian to bring back to her hometown.

"Young Master Tang lent it to me, you are not allowed to talk about it. "I can't hide this matter, it's better to tell her generously, Danzhu understands the big thing, nods, and stretches out his hand to turn the page back: "Young Master Tang is really good." ”

Shi Gui put down the book, there were hundreds of volumes of Tang poems, Ye Wenxin picked the one he liked and gave her a few volumes, Song Mian gave her a volume in Yuefu, she already had it, but she couldn't brush Song Mian's kindness, opened the box and turned up the leather, the leather was cheap in the summer, she planned to make gloves in the winter, collected two sets of leather, and picked it out to be suitable.

Danzhu was annoyed when he saw the skin: "I knew that you should have followed me when you bought it, but there is no such cheap price at this time." Shi Gui pursed his lips and smiled: "When I asked you to buy it, you didn't have any money left, so you couldn't wait to spend it all on pollen." ”

Danzhu stuck out her tongue, sat down next to Shi Gui, watched her compare her hands on the skin, and said, "Huh": "How do you make it so big." At this time, gloves are not a rare commodity, there are fingers and even fingers, Shi Gui opened his hand, and Song Mian's hand should be two circles larger than hers, and the fingers are wider, and he drew a pen to compare them: "This is my thank you gift to the young master Tang, and I can't think of anyone next to me to thank him." ”

The little girls have to thank each other for a plate of fruit candy, the light bamboo does not mean to care, full of mouth, and she consults together, and there are still birds under the porch outside that Song Yintang Tao in exchange for amusing Ye's happiness, chirping twice from time to time, and the two pots of coarse flowers in the courtyard are full of plain heart golden lotus plum blossoms, and the wind is fragrant.

The courtyard is full of incense, Ye has not rolled up all the curtains for a long time, the glass south window is wide open, next to the Luohan bed basking in the sun, the sun shines on the fine gray floating, the window frame corridor is plated with a layer of golden light, the light bamboo feels leisurely, and sighs comfortably, where is there the appearance of mourning.

After the frost falls, it is colder and colder day by day, to the winter solstice festival, there have been several snows in Jinling City, the winter solstice is to be sacrificed, the first year of the new funeral, according to the rites of nature to do a big job, early to sort out the sacrificial vessels to do the sacrificial ceremony, from the middle of the night to the ancestors to burn paper money at dawn, tired of a yard on the second day are rested.

The main family above is tired, and the girls and mothers-in-law at the bottom have divided their meals early, and the red beans and glutinous rice are steamed in the kitchen, and the osmanthus vegetarian wine is divided into a small pot, and there are wrapped vegetarian stuffed vegetable dumplings, and the smell of meat wafts out of the lower room in the middle hallway.

Shi Gui went back to Zheng's house to eat a meal of meat, every household cooked meat, the Zheng family had already set up a canopy, and the slightest taste was not dispersed, and the grapes and Shi Gui ate a bowl of rabbit meat together, and they all found out the filial piety money, Zheng Pozi knew that Shi Gui's family was fine, and she wondered how she could inquire, but she was more and more attentive, and the people who suffered from the disaster came to redeem her.

The head of the courtyard is filial piety, and most of the girls come out to steal their mouths, and Mrs. Zheng took the meat and vegetables and handed them to the two daughters with a smile and squinted: "You come out when you are hungry inside, I don't have anything here, the meat manager is enough." ”

There is no meat, there is always oil and sugar, Zheng Pozi fried some brown sugar and black sesame balls, stuffed a box for Shi Gui, and sent them to the door, the box of grapes was more, Zheng Pozi also rubbed her hands and instructed the grapes: "When the snack is delivered in the kitchen, you pick up two pieces and mix them together for the eldest young master." ”

Aunt Qian raised a little young master in front of her, just turned one year old, Song Wanghai died, this child can't be relied on, both sides of the east and west are not close to him, what is the future with Aunt Qian, Mrs. Zheng also knows that the top can't go, Song Yintang's small kitchen can't wait to go to the nine locks, she can't go this way, so she wants to take the road of grapes, eat well first, and then talk about the side.

Grape smiled in response, and said: "Which of the young master's dim sum is not finely made, and the fried cake of the godmother is also too big." Mrs. Zheng said a round of good words, and the grapes responded, and her face was embarrassed: "If you call the first few sisters to talk, I won't follow it." ”

Grape is not stupid, knowing that Mrs. Zheng wants to start with her, she frowned when she went out: "Aunt Qian's share has a lot of work to do, and the godmother still has these ideas." ”

"People always look at a mountain high, and the godmother has to live her own life, and she has to think about her daughter and son-in-law. "You don't need Shi Gui to say, Grape also knows that this thing can't be done, Song Yintang's courtyard looks like an iron bucket, the old lady and the lady have given it to the girl, if she really does this, she won't ask the top ones to peel off a layer of skin.

The grapes simply gave Shi Gui all the boxes of fried cakes, Shi Gui was full of yards, Fanxing loved to eat glutinous rice fried sweets, a bite and a mouth were sesame, and half of it was pinched in his hand to tease the raccoon slave, with her, the little girls dared to make trouble, and the laughter spread all the way to the outside of the corridor, or Chunyan came in, stretched out his hand and nodded at them: "You are too much, in the end, there is filial piety." ”

Even she didn't straighten her face, she only bit her lip and laughed once, and just restrained herself from making a fuss, arched the brazier and smashed the walnuts, and poured the whole walnut kernels with sugar juice to eat.

As soon as the winter solstice is over, the word blessing is posted on the door, the saint gives the word blessing, the old lady Song has personally pasted it on the study every year, and this year he also gave a spring plate, the prince has reduced his head and waited, the little eunuch will not say the words of peony peony again this time, and pinch the red seal and laugh: "The prince remembers the boss, and it is serious for the boss to take care of his body." ”

Song Yintang politely sent him to the door, and added another one, saying that he would not forget the prince's kindness, and then close the door, and do whatever he should do.

Although there is filial piety, the Song family has been more happy than in previous years, a table of people gathered around the meal, Mrs. Song also sent someone to send New Year's goods to the old house, Ye showed the list to the Gan family, and even the Gan family was prepared.

Shi Gui sent the list, and reported a long list to Gan's to listen, Gan's head was inserted with a thin leaf flower made of silver, a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, the beads were polished, and he didn't know how many scriptures he recited in a day, and the things he gave to his mother's family were concerned, and he listened carefully, and put on the winter clothes for his son, nodded to Yinfeng, and Yinfeng took a wishful silver coin and rewarded Shi Gui.

"Sue your wife, I thank her so much. I don't know if it's because I've chanted too much, or if I've taken things lightly, there is more and more peace on Gan's face, and there is little purpose to lift it, let alone move the liver, Shi Gui took the reward and withdrew with his winter clothes, and met Song Zhimei in the courtyard when he passed the courtyard gate.

She wore a big sweater, which should be plain, with two silver flowers pinned to her hair, and her face was so thin that she was so weak that she looked at the foggy sky, and she didn't say a word for a long time.

Linglong Qiuyue opened an umbrella for her to block the scattered fine snow, Shi Gui was surprised in his heart, and when he came to the door, he looked back again, not only Gan's, but even Song Zhimei's face was no longer the same.

This year, the Song family can not set off fireworks to light firecrackers, but the outside is "crackling" can't stop ringing, the fireworks explode on the head, reflecting the courtyard is red and purple, the vigil lights can not touch the cards, take a dice gambling points, boiled red dates, lotus seeds, water chestnuts on the stove, take a Hongfu Qitian's will, one person eats a bowl, and the mouth is full of sweetness and honey.

This year, Ye's reward is the thickest, everyone has money in their hands, but unfortunately they can't be tailored, all the desserts are changed, the main family in front of the New Year's dinner, the little girl at the bottom also bought a lantern, Shi Gui and light bamboo Shi Ju two in the doorside stall to see a once, pick a lotus lantern back to hang.

Wait for the yard to sift the fine powder wrapped in balls, the New Year is over, fifteen families hang lanterns, although the Song family has filial piety, there are also old ladies and old ladies in the courtyard, and the yard is also hung some, take a festive idea.

The reunion dinner on the fifteenth night, Song Mian also followed, Shi Gui made a pair of gloves for a long time, but he couldn't send them to him, Song Mian was still afraid that Shi Gui would ask, thinking that those two poems could always be read for a year and a half, how did he know that Shi Gui was blocked on the way back.

Song Mian felt ashamed, hung his head and didn't dare to look at her, but Shi Gui didn't have so many scruples, and stuffed the leather gloves into Song Mian's hand: "I've been looking for Young Master Tang for a long time, but I have to be empty, Young Master Tang will see if it's suitable." ”

Song Mian laughed dryly, but his heart breathed a sigh of relief, his face was red, pinching the soft skin, stumbling and thanking, from time to time he took the corner of his eye to look at Shi Gui, there was snow on both sides of the road, except for Ye's courtyard or white lanterns, the rest were lit with red lights, and the lights on the corridor shook a circle of red halo as soon as the wind blew, Shi Gui was close to him, and he could smell the fragrance of osmanthus on her head.

The fine snow was swept up by the snow and pounced on his head and face, his eyebrows were stained with pink and white, and when he exhaled a breath of hot air, the snow on the tip of his nose melted, and Song Mian was still embarrassed, and it was not hot to hold the soft bag in his arms, and before he put it on his hands, his body was already warm.

The corners of the forehead under the lamp scene were broken and fluffy, and some fine snow was stained when the wind blew, Song Mian didn't know how to think of the kitten, with a thin tail rolled, and the top was also so fine and fluffy.

Shi Gui pierced a pair of silver cloves in his ears and eyes, because of the Chinese New Year, in addition to Ye's still wearing plain clothes, the girls in the main courtyard were allowed to wear flowers, and they had just run in a hurry, and the velvet flowers on both sides were crooked, Song Mian's fingers moved, and he hurriedly pressed it again, and took a step back: "If you finish reading the book, I will change it for you." ”

Shi Gui smiled: "That's good, or Li Taibai, or Wang Shaobo, or Gao Dafu, it's okay to stick to any of them." "Shi Gui has returned to his hometown since Ye Wenxin, and he hasn't talked about poetry and writing with people for a long time, the new book is still the New Year's Constitutional Book, Chunyan wants to pick a day to open needles to make shoes, and Fanxing wants to see the direction of the gods, such a book, most of them have been turned over.

Song Mian didn't realize that she could really say something, only when she could read those two books for half a year, then she realized that she underestimated her, and saw that she was becoming more and more different, and nodded in response: "I'll look for it for you and take a few rolls." ”

There are a total of more than 100 volumes of Tang poetry, one or two volumes less, and they can't be checked for a while, Shi Gui came back, and he returned it again, even the little guy in the study didn't know.

"Hey. Shi Gui replied, turned around to leave, and turned back: "I haven't wished the young master a good fortune and longevity in the New Year." When Song Mian heard this, he panicked, and quickly touched the wishful money that the old lady had rewarded, and wanted to stuff it on Shi Gui, but she pushed it back, and there were thin calluses on her fingertips, which were taken out with a pen.

Song Mian's fingers curled, afraid of touching her, in the end, there was something new, her ears burned red, her heart was pounding, and she didn't dare to look at her eyes.

I went back at night and tried the gloves, they were wider, but the length was just right, the palms were hot, and they burned until the heart, so I quickly took them off and rubbed my hands, but the more I rubbed them, the hotter they became.

This pair of gloves is just right to wear in the cold night, Song Mian has chilblains every year, or come to the Song family house to burn charcoal is better, this year I wore leather gloves, the red spots on the back of my hands did not rise, it was warm for a whole winter, and when the spring opened, the willow dragged the gold thread, and the flowers were dyed new red, he carefully dried and wiped this pair of gloves and received them in the box.