Chapter 22: Good Words
The front yard of the Yang family gradually became lively, but it seemed that the Jinhua courtyard was deserted.
Zhu'er proposed to go for a walk in the garden, and Yu Mingzhi asked a mother-in-law of the Yang family to lead the way, so that Qi's mother could stay and watch Chuntao Chunxing and other maids clean the room.
The Yangjia garden is not big, go out from the moon cave gate, walk along the winding path paved with colorful stones, pass through the sparse bamboo forest, at the end is a small pond, there is a bamboo pavilion near the water, and it is particularly quiet under the shade of willows.
Zhu'er put the pastries and tea she brought on the bamboo table, and smiled at Yu Mingzhi, who was looking at the water by the railing, and smiled: "Although the Yang family is a businessman, they also know elegance. You see, in two months, the lotus flowers in the pond will bloom, and it will be even more beautiful. ”
Yu Mingzhi will live until July, when it is a good time for hibiscus to bloom and flowers to be fragrant.
She nodded, "Out of the mud without staining, holy and flawless." ”
Zhu'er blinked and handed over a cup of tea, "There is also a lotus pond on the Qin Mansion, and when the young lady marries, there will be endless lotus flowers." There is a big pond, and if the young lady likes it, she can take a small boat into the depths of the flowers. Childe occasionally has nothing to do, so he likes to row to the middle of the water alone, sit and fish, and sit for most of the day. ”
Yu Mingzhi raised his eyes to look at her, Qin Ji even had a useful intention to arrange a maid.
She smiled casually and asked, "Did the people of Qin She catch fish to add food?"
"Yes!" Zhu'er nodded vigorously, her eyes shining with excitement, "It's a basket every time, so that Uncle Zhao has to put some new fish fry into the pond from time to time, for fear that he will be fished out by Gongzi one day." ”
When she spoke, her spirit was bright, as if she was talking about something very amazing, and Yu Mingzhi did not interrupt her.
"The bigger fish were taken away, and Childe picked the small ones that were the length of his middle finger. Miss, guess what he does? Cook it himself, wash the small fish and remove the head, throw it into a big pot and stew it until the fish is crispy, and then find a big soup pot and put it up, and after putting it overnight, the soup is solidified, and eat it with the fish, the delicious taste makes people want to eat three bowls of rice in a row!"
Yu Mingzhi said: "Have you tasted it?"
"Hmm. Zhu'er gestured to the size of the soup pot, "Every time we have to stew such two bowls, Gongzi can't eat them alone, so give us a taste." ”
Yu Mingzhi turned his head to look at the koi playing under the lotus leaves, and Zhu'er looked at her face and secretly touched her chin twice.
"Why don't you eat those big fish?" she asked suddenly.
Zhu'er was obviously prepared, and replied unhurriedly: "The big fish have been sent to the Salesian Bureau in the city." ”
In many counties, the government will set up Salesian Bureaus at the expense of the government to raise abandoned babies and find adoptable families for them.
Although there is a government contribution, but this world is indispensable to corrupt officials, money and food are really sent to the Salesian Bureau, it is good to have food and clothing, and only during the New Year's festival can taste a mouthful of meat. If a batch of fish is brought from time to time, those children should be overjoyed, right?
Zhu'er looked around and suddenly whispered, "In addition to fish and meat, Childe often goes to teach the children to read in person." ”
I can't imagine that this traitor, who kills and tortures without mercy, will go to the Salesian Bureau to do good. Yu Mingzhi's hand on the railing trembled slightly, she missed the elegant Ji Qin.
The more I came into contact with Qin Ji, the more I found that he and Ji Qin overlapped.
It's really weird to say, it's obviously a person, giving her two feelings, and the feelings are gradually becoming one.
Seeing that she was lost in thought, Zhu'er didn't say anything more.
After a while, a small figure appeared at the Moon Cave Gate, happily running on the stone road like a pony, looking at the people in the bamboo pavilion from a distance, waving his hands and shouting, "Sister Baozhi!"
As soon as the mother-in-law who was waiting by the door of the moon cave saw him, she hurriedly followed closely behind and carefully guarded him. When he came to the outside of the bamboo pavilion, he said to Yu Mingzhi's master and servant: "This is the little young master." ”
It turned out to be Guo Long and Yang Weikang's child, I heard that he is nine years old this year, which is a lively and active age.
Yang Mian happily raised his hand, pounced on Yu Mingzhi, and shouted sweetly: "Sister Baozhi!"
The delicate and cute boy, his cheeks were flushed, and he knew that he was sweating on his face, so he only hugged it gently and let go.
Perhaps the atmosphere was joyful and relaxed because of his arrival, and Yu Mingzhi also had the heart to talk to other people, teasing him: "You are really fast." ”
Yang Mian glanced back at the door of the Moon Cave and complained: "Yang Run, that girl pestered me to show off her flute well, I quickly ran away, thinking that Sister Baozhi came to the house as a guest, so I came to play with my sister." As he spoke, he stared at the pastries on the table.
Yu Mingzhi's eyes signaled, and Zhu'er immediately picked up a piece of hibiscus cake and handed it to Yang Mian, "Little master, this is made by Zhu'er herself, you can taste it." ”
"Thank you, Pearl. Yang Mian obediently took the pastry and nibbled it in small bites, "Sister Baozhi, what are you doing here? Do you want to fish? Or catch crickets......
"Yang Mian!" a shrill girlish voice interrupted him.
Yang Mian's face turned pale with fright, the hibiscus cake slipped from his hand, and Zhu'er quickly caught the pastry.
"Sister Baozhi, you just said you didn't see me!" he admonished, and went directly under the bamboo table in a panic.
After a while, Yang Run ran into the bamboo pavilion and deliberately stood in front of the bamboo table and looked around, "Yang Mian, where are you? This sister, have you ever seen a nine-year-old boy come here?"
Yu Mingzhi shook his head with a smile.
Yang Run pursed her lips, "Yang Mian, this stinky boy!" With that, she suddenly turned the flute with her fingers dexterously, and then poked it under the table.
Yang Mian let out an "ouch" and came out with his head covered, "Yang Run, you are so annoying!"
Yang Run smiled and said, "Good cousin, you can play with me." ”
Yang Mian was a little competitive, so he naturally didn't want to finish with his cousin again, so he pulled Yu Mingzhi next to him, "Sister Baozhi is here to play with us." ”
Yang Run looked at the woman in front of him and asked curiously, "This is your long-lost eldest cousin?"
"Hmm!" Yang Mian nodded proudly, "Sister Baozhi is good." ”
Yang Run restrained a little coquettishness and saluted Yu Mingzhi, "Yang Run has seen Sister Baozhi, and my father is Yang Lezheng, the teacher of Taichang Temple. ”
When Yu Mingzhi heard Yang Mian say that when she tried to play the flute, she had already guessed that the girl's father was Yang Weijian. She was interested in befriending Master Yang San's family, so naturally she would not refuse their kindness.
She asked gently, "What do you want to play?"
Yang Run's competitive spirit was hooked again, "What kind of instrumental music does Sister Baozhi know, how about we play a song together?"