Just after Duanyang, Zhou Mingshan urged Duxiang to pack his luggage.

"A few of you go with you, and leave Mama Li in the house and they just clean up!"

Pile of incense, condensing smoke, red clouds, green clouds, and seven treasures are all used by her.

This time she originally planned to take them all, but Ning Yan offered to stay on the grounds that she wanted to prepare embroidery for Yi Concubine.

"Anyway, no one can watch in the girl's room, and it just so happens that I have something to make up for in the Hou Mansion!"

Ning Yan is a reserved person, and rarely says such a long sentence in one breath.

Zhou Mingshan remembered that there were seven or eight kinds of silk threads in the red color of Ning Yan's needlework basket, and his scalp was also a little numb, and when he arrived at Zhuangzi, there was nowhere to find such a fine thing.

"Okay, I'll work hard for you this time, but don't force yourself too much, there is still a period of time left on Concubine Yi's birthday, don't tire yourself out!"

The girl was sympathetic to herself, and even if Ning Yan didn't talk much, she understood in her heart, so she responded gratefully.

She didn't like to go out either, even if she went to Zhuangzi, she stayed in the house to do needlework, so it was better to stay in the Hou Mansion and just guard the house.

After two days, he got up early in the morning to say goodbye to Mrs. Hou's Yang and other people in the Hou Mansion, and Yuan Wenxin took Yuan's and Zhou Mingshan to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing.

Blue sky and white clouds, good wind and sunny days, green crops, smooth dirt roads.

Since entering the Zhuangzi, the road will pass by the thick trees from time to time, and it seems that this Zhuangzi has been around for some years.

Under the tree sat women in twos and threes, laughing and doing needlework, and some young children were playing beside them.

Seeing a convoy coming, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at it curiously.

Dui Xiang was worried about the dust on the road, so he hurriedly covered the curtain that Zhou Mingshan had lifted in a corner.

The car "clucked" and walked forward for a while before stopping.

Zhou Mingshan heard a steward shouting to the servants to remove the door panel, and then their car began to move forward again.

After a while, it stopped again, probably to the second gate.

Zhou Mingshan estimated the time, which may be a few dozen steps farther than listening to the idle main courtyard to the backyard.

"Girl, get out of the car!"

After a while, the flattering voice of the mother-in-law who followed the car sounded outside.

Zhou Mingshan got out of the carriage with the help of the incense, and stood on the ground and looked around.

Blue bricks and pink tiles, the place where they are standing at the moment should be the backyard, the yard is paved with bluestone, and there are many trumpet flowers planted on the side of the wall, which are colorful and lively.

is not as rich and gorgeous as the Hou Mansion, but Zhou Mingshan likes it very much, and feels that the whole person seems to be relaxed, and even the breath in and out of the mouth and nose has a freshness.

This house is only two entrances in the front and back, although it is not big, it is enough to live in their family of three and add one Yuan Wenxin.

The ladies settled in the backyard.

Yuan took Sister Ning to live in the main room, and Zhou Mingshan lived in the east wing alone.

The small three-room room with a small transept was packed.

Zhuangtou Yuan Laosan is Yuan's companion room, he is a middle-aged man with thick joints, his temples have been dyed with silver frost, and when he saw Yuan's mother and daughter, he honestly knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I haven't been here in years, I don't know how you're doing?"

Yuan Laosan didn't dare to look up when he stood up, touched the back of his head, and replied with a smile, "It's all good, the crops are growing well, thank you grandma for remembering!"

The woman who came with him was probably his wife, surnamed Liu, who looked shrewd, her eyes purred around, she took two steps forward and said with a smile, "We look forward to grandma coming to see it every day, isn't this just looking forward to it, it can be seen that God has opened her eyes!"

The Yuan family grew up pampered, and he didn't know anything about these agricultural things, so he just asked a few words and then rewarded the silver and sent people away.

However, Zhou Mingshan asked Dui Xiang to instruct the Liu family to find two women with good skills on the stove, which also meant to recuperate for the Yuan family.

In the end, it is in Zhuangzi, there are few people and few things, there is no need to follow the morning and dusk, and there is no need to abide by those rules, dare not say a word more, dare not take one more step.

It was only three or four days, and Yuan's face looked much better.

There is nothing in the Zhuangzi that she needs to worry about, and she doesn't have to entertain others, at most, occasionally the Zhuangtou mother-in-law Liu comes to offer a courtesy, and she is also interested in flattering her.

Sister Ning is also more energetic, she is almost a year old now, she learns to walk quickly, and stumbles outside when people are not paying attention.

The threshold here is high, and the little guy is smart, he pouts his little ass and climbs to the threshold and then turns himself over like a little turtle, and then gets up and continues walking, and falls down again without taking two steps, and does not cry, and sits on the ground and babbles and screams when he has no strength to pout.

Most of the girls brought here by Yuan and Zhou Mingshan came to accompany Sister Ning, and they had to be like hens guarding chicks, with their arms open, and they were taken around in circles by Sister Ning.

As the sun sets, half of the sky is red.

Zhou Mingshan asked someone to set up a bamboo chair next to the stone table in the courtyard, and then cook a pot of tea, and she half lay on the chair alone and closed her eyes to recuperate.

"You've had a very leisurely life!"

Hazy, he was flicked on his forehead.

Zhou Mingshan opened her eyes in a daze.

Yuan Wenxin was sitting opposite her with a smile on his face.

I don't know when he also set up a chair like her, and poured himself a cup of tea and tasted it happily.

Zhou Mingshan said slowly, "Uncle Xin can learn from me if he wants to, and it will save my mother from talking to you all day long!"

When he arrived at Zhuangzi, Yuan Wenxin was still very busy, he still went out early and returned late, and he couldn't see each other for three or five days.

Yuan is idle now, and he has to ask him at every turn.

Yuan Wenxin put down the teacup in disdain, and then smiled flatteringly at Zhou Mingshan, "Lao Fu'er helps Uncle Fu to take care of it in front of your mother!"

Zhou Mingshan glanced at him angrily, "You still need to say this, otherwise, you can have this comfortable life now?"

Although Yuan's temperament is mild, he is not ambiguous when he nags people, especially Yuan Wenxin has not yet married, in her opinion, he is a child, and Yuan Wenxin is most afraid of this.

Zhou Mingshan had to help her find a reason to cover in front of the Yuan family from time to time.

"Good Fu'er, Uncle will thank you again when he is free another day!" Yuan Wenxin snorted, and quickly changed the topic without waiting for Zhou Mingshan to speak, "Have you forgotten something?"

Zhou Mingshan was stunned, "What's the matter?"

Yuan Wenxin's expression was straight, he straightened up and stared at her, "Do you really want to pretend that it didn't happen?"

"Buzz ......"

The level in her mind seemed to be unlocked suddenly, and the memories she had deliberately ignored flooded in.

She couldn't help but close her eyes to adjust to the sudden feeling of vertigo.