Entering the inner city gate, it is the core clan land of the Song family, and the family emblems engraved at the door of the house are all flying birds.

Tu Shan Lingdong looked at the west, looking for what the clan land looked like back then, and he was never tired of it.

She came to the Song family in the early days, at that time, the buildings in the inner city were not so dense, and there were many old buildings, which looked inconspicuous, but revealed a heavy taste, and now they have been expanded and repaired, and some of the old buildings have been demolished, and the appearance has changed greatly, and the solemn and sacred feeling is less, and the feeling of prosperity is more.

She tapped her fingers lightly on the white wall three times, remembering that she turned right at the house of the person with the hollow print carved on the wall.

The buildings in front suddenly thinned, and through several tall archways, an imposing mansion was clearly visible.

At the door are two stone sculptures of flying birds, which have never been in front of any of the houses she has passed by before, and the plaque on the door is written with the word "He Ugly".

This is it.

Sure enough, Song Qian walked in.

After entering the door, Tu Shanling found that He Burrow's house not only had its face changed, but even the pattern had changed a lot, and there were several more criss-crossing passages on the side of the wall, running through various courtyards.

There is an opening in the middle of the north-south road, extending to the east a dusty road, at the end of the road is a newly repaired courtyard, which hangs alone outside the He Burrow, and echoes with He Burrow, forming a whole.

Saying that this courtyard is new is only relative to He Burrow's residence, in fact, this courtyard has been around for a few years, and the cornices, bucket arches, and low walls are all traces left by the years.

Tu Shanling raised his head and looked at the plaque, "Little Mountain House?"

Small hill dwelling.

She read it again in her mind, and it always felt like the name was familiar.

Song Qian stopped and turned his head and glanced at Tu Shanling lightly.

When the two guards saw Song Qian, they immediately bowed and saluted and opened the courtyard door.

This mansion is built next to the Shuangqin Bridge, it is quiet and elegant, and the scenery is also a good scene, but the house is very difficult and simple compared to He Burrow.

However, as soon as the door is closed, the small mountain residence becomes a small world of its own, and it is really a good place to live in seclusion and cultivate.

A maid with a basin walked in front of her, eleven or twelve years old, and when she saw Song Qian, she immediately bowed down and stepped aside, not daring to raise her head.

It looks like it should have just been wiped with dust, and it was too late to pour out the water.

Song Qian walked over, and the little girl dared to raise her head and looked at Tu Shanling curiously.

Tu Shanling squeezed her eyes playfully at her.

The little girl chuckled twice and ran away.

As soon as Tu Shanling turned around, she saw Song Qian looking at her, she crossed her waist and learned Song Qian's tone, "Ah Ling, don't be naughty." ”

Song Qian's eyes were a little helpless.

He said in a calm tone and in a clear voice, "Wait here." ”

Tu Shanling, a person who can catch her brother and bite her brother when she is bored, where can she be idle, she followed behind Song Qian.

The place where Song Qian was going was not too far from the flower hall, she walked down, looked around, and arrived.

Walking to the door, Song Qian stretched out his hand and took a pair of shirts to tie his sleeves, and his movements were skillful and natural.

Tu Shanling walked a few steps to the door, only to find that this elegant room full of orchids was actually a kitchen!

In the kitchen, the kitchenware, spices, and side dishes are neatly placed, and the various ingredients placed on the cabinet are also neat and clean.

Concise, crisp and methodical.

It's Song Qian's style.

Song Zimu is actually a cooking enthusiast!

Tu Shanling was also shocked by his discovery, Song Qian had already taken out the basin and put the flour and started to mix the noodles, adding water, eggs, and old noodles in one go.

Tu Shanling rubbed his face, and some doubted that he had not been an ancient man for eighteen years, but for one thousand and eight hundred years, and only after the vicissitudes of life could people change so much.

She shook her head, still unable to accept Song Zimu in this scene, so she trotted all the way back to the flower hall, she saw just now, there was food in the flower hall.

The little girl was looking around with a cup of tea, and when she saw Tu Shanling, she asked with a smile, "Sister, where did you put the tea?"

Tu Shanling beckoned to her, picked up the tea and took a sip, it was fruit tea!

Song Zimu's fright to her today was one after another, and each was higher than the other.

She always thought that the people who were just like him would only drink the green tea of the banzheng, but she didn't expect to drink the sweet and sour fruit tea, tsk.

Tu Shanling took the tea and asked, "You are the one who cleans, and you are the one who brings the tea and water, what about the others?"

The little girl was not afraid of people, and when she heard Tu Shanling ask, she also replied with a smile: "There is no one else, this is me." ”

Yes?

Tu Shanling looked around, this mansion should not be smaller than the ancestral mansion, there must be a lot of such and such things, but it was surrounded by a little girl who was still growing her body...... She was a little distressed, so much work, every day from morning to night, she couldn't finish the work, if she entered such a master's house, she would run away on the day of keeping, and she wouldn't take it overnight.

Make the best use of people, Song Zimu!

Her tone softened a little and asked, "Aren't you tired, do you usually hide in the quilt and cry?"

The little girl was surprised, "No." My brothers treat me well, I only need to water the flowers, the guests come to serve the tea, and I don't need to do anything else, even Chongguangjun's tea, I don't need to serve it, the brothers go. The little girl approached Tu Shanling's side, bent down, covered her mouth with one hand, and said playfully, "Don't look at me just wiped the dust, it was for my brothers." ”

Tu Shanling understood, Song Qian didn't need a maid, but no one had a precedent of using a small maid to serve tea to guests, so he only kept a ...... A half-grown little girl, waiting for a guest to hold up the scene.

She held the tea, laughing so hard that she almost spilled it on the floor.

When she was a child, she probably harassed Song Zimu too much, so that Song Zimu had a shadow on the girl.

"Silent. ”

Song Qian came slowly with a tray.

The little girl lowered her voice and said, "Chongguangjun calls 'no sound' every now and then, we are all used to it, Quan Dang didn't hear it, and my sister didn't hear it." ”

After she finished speaking, she took the wooden tray and stepped back.

She also remembered the rule that Chongguang-kun didn't need her to serve.

Tu Shanling looked Song Qian up and down.

What's wrong with this person, he calls "Wuyin" every now and then, is this the name of the cat and dog "Wuyin", or the name of the flowers and grass "Wuyin"?

As long as Tu Shanling thought of Song Qian's call, a dog wagged its tail and came to his feet, and the desire to tease him in her body, which had been silent for many years, was ready to move.

Hey, at this time, he suddenly rushed over and slapped him under the tray, would he be startled?

She rushed to Song Qian, and before she could make a palm, she saw clearly the things on the tray, the white porcelain plate, one large, four small, and five fox cakes.

She withdrew her hand and looked up at Song Qian, "For me?"

Song Qian nodded.

Tu Shanling's face became strange, "You let me ...... Eat yourself, eat Daddy, eat your brother?"

Song Qian was slightly stunned, and then laughed lowly.

He smiled and asked in a light tone, "Do you want to eat?"

Tu Shanling picked up the fox cake Daddy, "Eat." ”

Song Qian: "Is it delicious?"

Tu Shanling swallowed the head of "Daddy", "It's not delicious." ”

Song Qian froze.

Tu Shanling said disgustedly: "What you did is not right at all, you come, I will do it for you." ”

Entering the kitchen, tying her shirt, and cleaning her hands, she took out a large bowl and poured in half a bowl of flour.

She straightened up and looked at Song Qian, "It's right to add eggs, but don't add water, add a little salt, add honey, milk and oil, stir well, pour into the mold, then point two sesame seeds on the eyes, put them on the fire and roast for a quarter and a half hours, and it's over." ”

She did as she spoke, and when she was done, she was almost done.

A small servant poked his head in with a bowl, "Chongguang-kun, it's time to take medicine." ”

Song Qian took one last look at Tu Shanling, took the medicine bowl and left.

The little guy looked at Tu Shanling vigilantly, "Who are you?"

Tu Shanling smiled silently and bitterly.

Song Zimu, I am embarrassed that you left like this.