For a few days, Shuheng was a little depressed in his heart. Dong Yin came to comfort her for the first time, but unfortunately it had little effect, and listening to her criticize the bad intentions could not relieve her hatred. It's not that I'm not really scared, but it's the first time I've lived two lives and encountered this kind of thing, and suddenly I have a little indigestion. Mrs. Yuan soon learned the news, and she used all her strength to investigate. Once Shuheng was almost injured by a bamboo stick, she acted decisively and ordered someone to inspect and replace all the curtains in the entire Guogong Mansion. Not to mention this time when the risk factor is so high.

Unfortunately, the outcome of this matter was not so satisfactory. The person who released the poisonous flies was soon found, it was Uncle Ma's side, a slave who loved to drink and take a big "unwilling". He said that he just couldn't get used to reading Shuheng, you little girl doll just relied on Lao Tzu to have a little ability, and she looked better, so everyone in the world should hold you? This hatred of the rich is really disgusting. When I asked again, I learned that he had gone to Yizhuang to pay money for wine and was beaten out.

So if you don't get angry, you take the opportunity to murder?

Although it makes sense on the surface, the question of book balance's intuition is not so simple. This matter is not only because of her, but also may implicate Mrs. Yuan and Grandpa Guo. Now that the Dingguo Mansion is prosperous in business and has a wide range of financial resources, it has a faint tendency to dominate, and if it is a commercial opponent to exert pressure, it is also very likely. Not to mention Yuan Guogong, he has done several major things in a row, and there are really a lot of people who have offended, warnings or retaliation from political enemies? Or is it actually going to be against Uncle Guo?

This Diao slave soon committed suicide. Although he died with a very backbone, "Lao Tzu is a dignified man, how can he be at the mercy of you hypocrites?" But Shuheng still couldn't let go—but the thread of the matter was cut off. Whether there is anyone behind the scenes, and if so, who it will be, it is unknown.

Seeing that she couldn't laugh anymore, she was so busy all day long, it was useless for Mrs. Yuan to find more tricks to come over, and she was finally a little anxious. At the end, Grandpa Guo sighed: "Heng'er might as well go out for a walk, change places and change moods." Granny Song has said many times, please come to Zhuangzi, this is an opportunity. Summer arrived. It's cool there. ”

So, in early summer, Shuheng came to Niuweizhuang on the outskirts of Beijing with a cart of salutes, a cart of advice from Mrs. Yuan, and two maids with honey and honey oranges.

Farmers are less idle in the month, and people are busier in May. No one looks at the pomegranate flowers, and the yellow bird sings lonely. The courtyard is deeply closed, and every household is anxious for silkworms.

Shuheng lifted the curtain and looked out, only to see a hand of wheat waves shining in the sun, green and silky, satin-like, wave after wave. There is also a pair of white butterflies fluttering on the green waves, and suddenly the wings seem to be very intimate, and they are far apart, but they are like a small couple quarreling. The unknown birds are calling again and again, and the very delicate and gentle ones must be the chicks that have just been born this year. The rape flowers are golden and the wheat flowers are faint and delicate yellow. The color of the turnip flower is white, but the edges of the petals are very ghostly purple. It turns out that such a simple vegetable also has such a charm.

Occasionally, there are very docile cattle on the ridge slowly swaying slowly, with tame eyes and thick bodies, and there is an indescribable cuteness. When the crisp and loud willow flute sound floated from afar, Shuheng closed his eyes slightly, and his heart finally calmed down-

When he saw the smoke curling up and smelled the fragrant farmhouse food, Shuheng's excitement was already overflowing. Granny Song's grandson was a sturdy young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he was assigned by his grandmother to pick up people, and he rode a donkey and waited at the entrance of Zhuangzi early on. The curtain was opened, and the probe was a tangerine, and the girl smiled sweetly: "Little brother, then I have you to thank you!" Then the latter blushed and lowered his head and did not speak, but directly turned the donkey's head and began to lead the way.

The boy was so shy that Shuheng in the car couldn't help laughing.

Honey and honey orange chanted the same Buddha name: Amitabha. Miss is finally normal!

Granny Song was wearing a sauce-colored cloth jacket, sleeves rolled up to her wrists, a rust-red bikini on the outside, brown coarse cloth leggings, and her gray hair was wrapped in a blue handkerchief, but she was still in good spirits as always. Looking at the frame of the book scale from afar, the wrinkles on the corners of the eyes and face bloomed with a smile.

"I just stewed the hen and burned the bacon, just waiting for the young lady to come."

Honey laughed, "We don't love this. The beans, melons, bamboo shoots, and dried radishes sent by my mother-in-law are all delicious. Tangerine quietly twisted her: "You are a fool, you know how to eat, what did the prince and his wife tell us?" ”

Granny Song said: "Yes, yes, all ready." The freshly picked up Huaihua elm money, wrapped in stick noodles and steamed nests, made stuffing boxes, I guarantee that you all like it. My radish is also pickled, and I will wait for you. ”

"Thank you, mother-in-law."

The carriage was too big to get into the trail. The curtain of the car opened, Granny Song lifted her clothes and wiped her hands again, personally hugged Shuheng down, and gently touched her face with her rough big hand: "Handsome again, and taller." Eat two more bowls of rice today. ”

Shuheng hugged Granny Song's neck and kissed her face: "I miss my mother-in-law!" ”

"I can be kissed by the county lord, and my old face is also beautiful." Granny Song smiled happily and walked forward with Shuheng in her arms. Honey Molasses packed her luggage and put it on the back of Song Yuzhu's donkey in turn. Song Yuzhu silently placed things, not to mention taking a look, he didn't even dare to raise his head, which made Honey Honey Orange cover his mouth and giggle. Shuheng had to give them a look: People are shy children, don't go too far!

"Mother-in-law, I'd better go by myself. Don't get tired. Shuheng visually measured that there was still some distance from Granny Song's house.

Granny Song smiled and hugged her tighter: "It's okay." There is dirt and mud on this road, and your little shoes, which are brocade and satin, are embroidered with gold thread, and it is a pity that they are dirty. Besides, what is the weight of your idea, I can still resist a bundle of firewood now, and I don't lose to young people at all. ”

Shuheng smiled: "Mother-in-law is mighty! Now my dad can't hold me. ”

Granny Song's smile became more and more energetic: "Grandpa Guo's hand is not a working hand. Is he better now? Every spring and summer, I always have to get sick, which is really worrying. ”

"It's much better. The days of illness are shorter, and even the cough is not as abrasive as before. It's just that it's easy to get sleepy, and sometimes you can only sleep one or two times. ”

"Hey, this kid, that's too ruthless. I always advised him to relax, but he was just worried about his life. Granny Song was full of distress when she said this, and she patted Shuheng's little flesh shoulder and smiled: "Miss is blessed." The heavenly court is beautiful and the nose line is straight, which is the life of happiness. ”

Shuheng smiled: "Borrow the mother-in-law's auspicious words." I'm going to give some blessings to my father so that he can be in good health. ”

"Miss is filial."

Granny Song is a solid family in Zhuangzi. Five large tiled houses with large courtyards. In front of the door, peach and plum trees are planted, and there is also a chicken coop cowshed, and a large stone grinding disc is placed on the water cement with some corn kernels on the grinding plate, and a gray donkey lies next to it. There are also two rows of mulberry trees planted in the land in front of the cement. The cowsheds and chicken coops were empty. The cow naturally went to the ground, but what about the chicken? Shu Heng was flattered, she pointed to the empty bamboo cage: "Mother-in-law, didn't you kill all the chickens for me to eat?" ”

Granny Song couldn't stop laughing: "Where, stocking during the day, at this time there are many grass insects and fruits, saving food, and taking the initiative to return to the cage at night." Kill them all? Those dozen chickens, Miss is a big-bellied Maitreya Buddha can't eat it. Like a cow, hanging on the south slope, Brother Bolt is watching there. ”――

In fact, Maitreya Buddha is a monk who does not eat chicken at all. Shu Heng silently spit out a groove in his heart, and asked his doubts: "The cow needs to be brought by someone, can't it go home by itself?" ”

Chickens can go back to cows. Although there is an idiom called stupid and stupid as a cow, the IQ of a cow is actually quite good among animals. Could it be that the cow is too big, and it hurts to lose this precious property? In fact, no, there are statistics on how many cows there are in each Zhuangzi and who has cattle, and it is unlikely that there will be thefts.

"Our cow is smart and can come back by itself. It didn't matter before, but now there are wolves. Granny Song's tone was relaxed and her tone was brisk: "It doesn't dare to come when there are too many people, throw the cow on the mountain and leave it alone, and it will take risks." Under normal circumstances, this beast does not provoke the livestock, but at this time, the she-wolf has her cubs, and she is bold if she can't catch something to eat. It will be fine after a while. ”

In the courtyard entered, the huge courtyard was cleaned, with a broom at the door, and ladders, hoes, shovels, and other things were placed at the root of the wall. There are also a few strings of red peppers and a few large hanging garlic hanging under the eaves. When the yellow dog saw someone coming, he made a symbolic bark twice, and then wagged his tail and approached him affectionately. A young daughter-in-law stood in the hall, wearing a silk skirt, her hands in front of her abdomen and rubbing them slightly, as if she was a little nervous. Shuheng guessed that she was the daughter-in-law of Granny Song, so he called her sister-in-law. She tightened her shoulders and seemed to be more nervous. Granny Song asked her to prepare water, and she agreed to go.

"My daughter-in-law has never seen the world, which makes people laugh."

Having said that, Shu Heng could tell from her tone that she was quite satisfied with this daughter-in-law, and she should belong to the category that was not good at words but was very diligent and could do. Shuheng said: "Mother-in-law said that she laughed, and the eldest sister-in-law is loyal and experienced at first glance." ”

Granny Song put down Shuheng, went around to the rear, and led it into a room on the east side: "This is where your father used to live. ”

Shuheng looked carefully and found that the furnishings here were simple, a table and a chair, a bed and a stool, an hourglass, two large shelves, and the materials and colors were also ordinary.

"Our grandfather is quiet, he doesn't talk much on weekdays, he is weak and doesn't move much, and he looks too good, so he doesn't go out much. If it weren't for the full books and pens, it would make people feel like they had raised a girl. He read a room full of books and sorted out baskets of articles. Your grandfather and grandfather not only sent some supplements for daily use, but also sent books. Granny Song seemed to fall into memory: "Your father sometimes sits all day long and doesn't know what he's thinking. I think he went to bed early, so I secretly cut off his lamp oil. If he doesn't read a book or play a chess piece, he can write. I told him to rest, and he said that writing is resting. How can writing be a rest, you say? ”

"Maybe my heart is too messy, I can calm down by writing." Shuheng guessed.

"Well, too. At that time, the old lady was thinking of becoming a monk, the old man was sick again, and the uncle and sister-in-law were like tigers and wolves. Granny Song touched Shuheng's head lovingly: "Niuniu is blessed, the good days have caught up with you." ”

Shuheng's heart was slightly sour, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"Your father sometimes goes out into the fields. He said that when he looked at the crops, the joints, the flowers, and the ears, his heart was steady. Hey, yes, peaceful. Enjoy the peace. Granny Song was talking, and suddenly clapped her hands: "Oh, look at my chatter!" The old woman's mouth is broken, I forgot to tell you to rest first, go for a walk, the daughter-in-law has hot water, you wash your hands and face, let's eat first. ”

A warmth suddenly rose in Shu Heng's heart, as if he had drunk a cup of hot honey tea.