Two big bags of corn on the cob, Wang Gou'er was very difficult to carry, Jingcheng carried the heaviest bag, but he was carrying a brisk walk, Wang Gou'er was taken by him, ran a little faster, walked outside the fence of the old house, and finally was too tired to walk, sitting on the flat shoulder panting. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Young Master Jingcheng, just put it in the house, on the ground in the house......"

Jingcheng put the corn cob into the house and turned to pick up Liu Ban'er.

Ban'er carried a small load of corn cobs, because she was small and pulled her younger sister, Qing'er's little short legs were not strong, and she walked falteringly, and was pulled far behind.

Jingcheng met his brother and sister halfway down, took the burden of the board, poured the two halves of corn cobs into a frame, and then slipped Qing'er into the empty frame and sat down, easily carrying it on his shoulders.

This young man is not only handsome and handsome, but also so caring, Qing'er feels that she has found a treasure.

After taking the corn back into the house, several people went back to their new home together, Ban'er pulled his sister, and Jingcheng followed behind them, rubbing the back of his hands and arms on his body from time to time, as if he was allergic to something, and he was itching uncomfortably.

When I was about to arrive at the door, I heard the sound of water under the slope, and finally I couldn't bear it anymore, saying that I was itching all over my body and wanted to go to the river to wash.

Wang Ban'er took her sister home, took the opportunity to ask about school again, and learned the ins and outs of the matter, she was excited and worried, afraid to wake up, her sister said that she was teasing him, and at the same time she was worried about what unexpected things she would encounter in school.

Qing'er said that most of the young masters of Jiafu and their relatives in the school were mostly gentlemen, and the old lady hoped that Ban'er would set an example, and the elder brother should study hard to fight for the old Wang family.

Jingcheng took off his gown and robe, pulled up his trouser legs high, walked into the river, and cleared it from head to toe, and washed his beard, so that he felt a little more comfortable.

Wang Gou'er sat on the grass on the side of the road, waiting for him to go home together, in the hall of the main house, the banquet had been set up, Jingcheng was let to sit on the upper seat, Wang Gou'er and his wife sat opposite, and Grandma Liu, Ban'er, and Qing'er played sideways to accompany them.

The main dish is a sub-rooster that has just grown to a pound of weight, stir-fried with small mushrooms and green peppers, fried bacon with green peppers, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, garlic cucumbers, fried eggplant, hot and sour shredded potatoes, and killed an old hen, stewed soup with gourd and potatoes, the japonica rice sent by Jiafu has only been cooked twice porridge, and then is not willing to use, at this time a pot of rice is stuffy, the lid is uncovered, and the fragrance is overflowing.

Home-brewed honey persimmon wine, sweet and mellow to drink, the family took turns to persuade the wine, Qing'er was worried that Jingcheng would not be able to resist, who knew that Wang Gou'er was drunk, and Jingcheng was slightly drunk.

Wang Liu saw that her husband had a big tongue, and he was still trying to fight with the young master of Jingcheng, so he put away the wine jug embarrassedly, got up and went to scoop chicken soup in the hanging jar, picked up chicken and gourds, scooped a large bowl of rice, put it in front of Jingcheng, and scooped a big bowl of rice for Jingcheng.

Grandma Liu and Wang Gou'er thought that he liked to eat chicken, so they stir-fried chicken nuggets on a plate and sandwiched half a bowl for him.

The countrymen are really hospitable, and it is difficult to resist the hospitality, and Jingcheng is reluctant to eat it.

Wang Liu was going to add chicken soup, but was stopped by Qing'er, saying that Brother Jingcheng would live here for a while, and there would be time to enjoy your delicious food slowly in the future, don't get tired of eating it once, and you will want to vomit when you see it in the future.

Qing'er's thoughtfulness made Jingcheng feel very warm, this little girl is not very old, but she can really guess people's minds.

Indeed, he was already vomiting from his stomach by this time.

After eating, it was getting dark, Qing'er went out to pick some mint leaves on the side of the road, and came to Jingcheng's room with his shirt in his pocket.

Qing'er poured the mint leaves on the bed, and then, with her hands and feet, climbed onto the bed, squeezed out the juice with the leaves, and rubbed vigorously where Jingcheng scratched the traces.

"Brother Jingcheng, if you remember who you are, will you leave my house?" Qing'er asked very seriously, her chubby little hands massaged gently, and the coolness of mint spread, feeling very comfortable.

"Does Miss Qing'er regret taking me home? Want to drive me away?" Jingcheng pinched her little bun face and deliberately teased.

"I'm afraid that you will think my family is poor and run away secretly. "This is from the bottom of my heart, no matter how Qing'er looks at it, he doesn't feel like the son of a small family.

Wang Gou'er felt sleepy after a day's work, and went to bed early, Ban'er also wanted to talk to Qing'er about things in the Jiafu School, and went back and forth a few times outside the Jingcheng Gate, embarrassed to call her, so he also went to his room to lie on the bed to rest.

Wang Liu was doing needlework in Grandma Liu's room, and the mother and son quietly speculated about the origin of Jingcheng, Wang Liu smiled and said, shouldn't we be in love with our Qing'er?

"Are you dreaming, how old is Qing'er? I see that the young master of Jingcheng seems to be fighting with his father and mother, and came here quietly, otherwise, he said that he wanted to stay for a few more days, and he should bring some things for daily wear. ”

Wang Liu was robbed of a sentence by Grandma Liu, and said with a smile: "I didn't say anything else, I said that I took a fancy to Qing'er's cleverness and wanted to accept it as a maid." ”

After thinking about it, he said: "It doesn't matter how he came, he is not as tall as Young Master Huan and Sister Qiao'er, seeing that he is taller than Ban'er's father, he must be sixteen or seventeen years old, right? ”

"It is this reason, if you go to tell your aunt, if her family agrees to let the child come out and walk around, you will mistakenly think that we dislike him and have the intention of driving him away. ”

Grandma Liu pondered for a while, got up and went to beat some dates, picked a few pomegranates, washed them and put them on a plate, and sent them to Jingcheng.

When I walked to the door, I heard Qing'er smile and said: "I guess you are not a person who does rough work, the countrymen are rolling in the fields all day long, and the skin is rough and rough early, not to mention the grain beard sweeping, and the tip of the needle can't be pierced." ”

"I'm not afraid of the tip of a knife, I'm afraid of the mosquitoes you have here. Jingcheng said it seriously.

"Hehe, I know, you're the prince who turned frogs. Qing'er smiled innocently.

Jingcheng was stunned, and quickly reacted, this little girl's imagination was really rich enough, and she couldn't help but tease her: "Oh, this can be seen? I guess, you should be a princess living in the people, right?"

"Well, you know that?" Qing'er responded in his tone, lying on his chest, and said with a smile: "Once upon a time, there was a prince who wanted to marry a real princess as his wife, so he used various methods to investigate the girls who claimed to be princesses. They could not find the real princess for many days, and one night, when it was raining heavily, a girl came to the palace wet, and the maid put a pea on the bed, and then spread eight quilts on it, and let the girl rest on it. ”

Grandma Liu heard it in a fog, thinking that she heard it in Jiafu again, and she didn't care, so she went in and put down the fruit plate, and forced Qing'er to go back to the West Wing, so as not to disturb the rest of the young master of Jingcheng here.

"I haven't finished the story yet, there is a beginning and no end, Brother Jingcheng will always guess the ending of the story, and that will affect the rest. ”

Jingcheng listened to Qing'er's interesting words, so he smiled at Grandma Liu: "Don't get in the way, I just want to listen to Miss Qing'er's story." ”

Grandma Liu couldn't, so she had to say goodnight, quit the house and stayed for a while, and went back to the east wing to rest.

Qing'er continued: "Early the next morning, the maid came to greet her and asked the princess how she had rested last night. ”

"She reprimanded the maid?" said Jing Cheng with a wry smile.

"Wow, even you know this?" Qing'er exaggerated surprise, nodded and replied: "She stretched her waist and frowned, she slept very uncomfortably yesterday, and always felt that there was something on the bed, and her waist hurt." ”

Suddenly with a sharp headache, Jingcheng frowned, and smiled at Qing'er quietly: "Rest early, I'm sleepy too." Did Qing'er put peas under the mattress? I have to feel it seriously to see if I am a real prince. ”

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