Old Man Feng was originally taking a chess game and setting up a chess game, occasionally looking out from the half-open window, and still sighing why the mountains and forests that loved to be wrapped in silver makeup in the past have also lost their charm. He may be really old, and he is more and more afraid of being lonely, especially on such a day when families are reunited and lively.

Seeing the disciple and the young couple rushing to this way, the old man was very surprised and asked, "Chinese New Year's Eve, not at home to worship the ancestors, what are you doing here with me?" Although the words were harsh, anyone with eyes could see the joy on the old man's face.

Murong Huaide smiled and saluted the old man, and finally got up and responded, "I heard that Mr. has delicious dishes here, so we rushed to serve Mr. for dinner, and we just happened to ask for a vegetable soup to drink." ”

Old Man Feng was coaxed by his disciples and laughed, and said proudly, "The group of boys in Group A sent a dried bear paw yesterday, and I let the breeze stew it in the morning, and it was just right to drink after a while." ”

Murong Huaide said with a smile, "It just so happens that I haven't eaten enough, and Mr.'s bear paw will divide half of my paws." ”

Old Man Feng asked casually while slowly putting away the chess pieces, "Didn't your daughter-in-law send food back to Cao's house, or did Mrs. Cao be stingy and refuse to cook a few good dishes during the New Year?" ”

Murong Huaide shook his head, and after thinking about it, he briefly said a few words about Fang Cai, which made Old Man Feng sigh, "She is also a poor person, your mother didn't have such a clever method at the beginning, and she came up with such a clumsy method in a moment of panic." Fortunately, clumsiness also has the benefit of clumsy, in the end, you have been free of illness and disaster for so many years. When you return to Kyoto in the future, you must not forget that the Cao family has protected you for many years, and you can help as much as possible. ”

"Sir, don't worry, disciple can save it." Murong Huaide didn't want to talk more about the man in Kyoto, so he changed his words, "Is there a letter from the south, and how many people are in the garden?" Can it be used? ”

Mr. Feng sighed secretly in his heart, and in the end, he still followed the disciple's wishes and got down to business.

In the stove room, Dong Rong is picking cabbage leaves and blanching them until they are soft, and after they are cool, they put on the stirred meat filling, and then wrap them into finger-length vegetable buns, steam them in the upper drawer and pour the broth with good taste, and a soft and refreshing cabbage box with sauce is completed.

Qingfeng stood aside, sniffed the aroma twice and praised, "Madame's craftsmanship is good, Mr. doesn't like to eat cabbage on weekdays, but this time he even has to eat the plate." ”

Dong Rong knocked him on the face, and said in a low voice, "You kid, you dare to arrange the master, and when Mr. heard it, he punished you for copying the pharmacopoeia." ”

Qingfeng grinned and stuck out his tongue, stared at the plate and clicked his mouth twice. Dong Rong also feels sorry for this little medicine boy, as a slave of others, he always has to wait for the master to finish eating before using chopsticks, and it is rare to be able to eat a hot meal that has just come out of the pot. She looked at the vegetable bags that had been arranged, and finally picked up two of them and handed them to him, "Hurry up and eat them, it will taste bad when it gets cold for a while." ”

The breeze was overjoyed, and he ate it in three or two bites in his hand, and at the end, he stared at the big plate and kept licking his lips. Dong Rong was angry and funny, and said angrily, "There are still a lot of dishes, so don't just stare at a sheep and whisk the wool." ”

"Wool?" Qingfeng hasn't seen that classic sketch, so naturally he doesn't know what this metaphor means. Dong Rong was also idle and had nothing to do, so she simply changed the paragraph and said it again. As a result, Qingfeng couldn't straighten up with a smile, pestering her to talk about one more.

Dong Rong usually has to hold the owner's shelf in front of Sister-in-law Liu and others, and she is a sister-in-law in front of Second Sister Cao, and it is really rare to be lively and comfortable, and there happens to be no one around at this time, so she laughs happily with Qingfeng while busy.

What kind of snake wearing armor, riding a monkey on a tree, just laughing so much that the wind almost rolls on the ground.

Old Man Feng and Murong Huaide are both martial arts practitioners, and their ear power is naturally better than ordinary people, and they have already forgotten who should play chess when they laugh at this time. Old Man Feng nodded the pale blue armor on his body, and said with a smile while coughing, "In the future, this armor will not be able to wear." ”

Murong Huaide also smiled so hard that his cheeks were sour, and the doting in his eyes was about to overflow, and he replied in a low voice, "I really don't know where she heard so many weird stories?" ”

Soon, Dong Rong and Qingfeng brought the meal with a smile, and the bear's paw casserole, which had been stewed for most of the day, was placed in the middle of the table, surrounded by four cold dishes and four hot dishes, a total of eight dishes and one soup, which was extremely rich.

Old Man Feng is not that mean person, he shouted the breeze to retreat, and the four of them sat together to eat and drink to celebrate the New Year.

Dong Rong has a sweet mouth and can coax people, Murong Huaide also sincerely respects Mr., Qingfeng is even more funny and clever, and the three of them coaxed Old Man Feng's laughter without stopping. If he hadn't been robbed of the wine bowl in the end, this old man would have drunk a whole jar of lotus white.

Dong Rong was afraid that the old man would hurt his spleen and stomach, so he hurriedly shouted Qingfeng to go to the kitchen to rummage through the honey jar, planning to make a cup of bee water. Murong Huaide helped the old man back to the house, and just took off his coat for him, but he didn't wait to cover the quilt. The old man fell asleep, muttering something unconsciously.

Murong Huaide thought that Mr. wanted water to drink, but he heard it clearly when he turned his ear, "Lan'er... Lan'er, are you satisfied now? When I first saw you, the plum blossoms were really gorgeous, but you were more beautiful than the plum blossoms... Deep-rooted... No regrets..."

Murong Huaide's hand holding the quilt clenched tighter and tighter, raised his head to look at the wrinkles on the corners of his eyebrows, and his heart hurt more and more. I'm afraid there is no one in the world who is as affectionate as Mr., right? Just for a heartbeat, he was willing to hand over his life, and the woman who made him miss his heart, will he still remember the plum blossoms in winter? I'm afraid there is only power and hatred in her heart...

Dong Rong came in with honey water and saw that Silly Zhu's face was extremely bad, so he hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong, do you also have a headache?" After speaking, he handed over the honey water, "Hurry up and feed Mr., you have to have a drink, you can't drink more next time." ”

Silly Zhu smiled reluctantly, helped Mr. up and slowly fed a few sips, and finally drank a large cup with his neck tilted. Dong Rong touched a handful of kang, and felt that it was still hot, so she instructed the breeze that came in later, "Don't let the kang be cold, burn some firewood later." And don't be lazy and fall asleep, when the gentleman wakes up, hurry up and give him a glass of warm water. ”

Qingfeng smiled and responded one by one, and Dong Rong went out with Silly Zhu to go back to Cao's house. Along the way, Silly Zhu ignored the jokes of the villagers he occasionally encountered, and kept holding Dong Rong's hand hard, Dong Rong tried to pump a few times without success, so he let him hold it.

As soon as the little couple stepped into the courtyard, they heard Mrs. Cao shouting in the house for a headache, Dong Rong hurriedly ran to pour tea and serve her mother-in-law, and the old man Cao's son pointed to the old woman and counted a few words, and finally asked the daughter-in-law to go to see the little daughter.

Second Sister Cao slept very sweetly, her little face was flushed, and the corners of her mouth were smiling, and she didn't know if she had met her favorite lover in a dream.

Dong Rong tucked the quilt for the little girl and went to cook Zhang Luo's dinner, and when the sun set, the Cao family gathered another table, and after eating, the family kept a vigil while eating fruit snacks while laughing. I had to boil dumplings until the end of the day, and I made offerings to my ancestors, and I barely ate a few bites before resting.

Dong Rong hugged the stupid pillar and fell asleep, as if she had just squinted her eyes and heard Mrs. Cao shouting in the yard, "Sister Rong is up, it's time for the neighbors to come to pay New Year's greetings in a while, what are you still lying down like at this time?" ”

Dong Rong frowned and stretched her waist, and finally climbed out of the hot quilt, quickly dressed and rushed to the stove to get busy.

Old man Cao originally had some prestige in the village, but now there is a capable daughter-in-law in the family, everyone wants to come to the door to pull two gossip tricks, and maybe they can find a good job for their children in the future. So, almost just after breakfast, before the table was removed, the courtyard door of the Cao family could not be closed.

Dong Rong and Second Sister Cao quickly removed the leftovers, and then made tea and fruit snacks, busy with their feet not touching the ground. Finally, it was noon after sending off the guests, and the stupid pillar was afraid that his daughter-in-law would be tired, so he shouted to go back to the mountain.

Dong Rong was so happy that she almost hugged him and kissed him twice, but in front of her in-laws and sister-in-law, she still pretended to persuade him to stay for two more days. Silly Zhu insisted on going back to the mountain, and the old man Cao really spoke, "There is no work at home, so you can go back to the mountain." Although someone looks at the house, it is also an outsider in the end, so don't lose anything. ”

Mrs. Cao originally had the intention to keep her daughter-in-law for a few more days, and she also played the prestige of her mother-in-law, but the old man spoke, and she was not easy to refute, so she reluctantly watched her son and daughter-in-law disappear.

As soon as Dong Rong left the village, he hugged the stupid pillar and laughed and jumped, and praised him loudly, "Zhuzi, you are really good." If I stay for another two days, I'll suffocate to death..."

Silly Zhu just hugged her and smiled, which made Dong Rong blush a little, and then explained in a low voice, "I'm not trying to be lazy, nor do I dislike your father, it's just... Well, I'm used to being at ease, and I can't stand it. Don't be angry, okay? ”

Silly Zhu smiled even more happily and nodded in response, "I'm not angry." ”

"Really?" Dong Rong jumped up and kissed him on the face, and said with a smile, "Okay, let someone send some rice noodles to my father and mother in a few days, so that our mother will count the rice grains in the pot again." ”

The little couple talked and laughed and returned to the orchard, Wen Niang had already taken Fuzi to burn the house extremely hot, and Dong Rong didn't want to get up when she was lying on the hot kang. Silly Zhu didn't feel sleepy, took the exercise book written by Dong Rong to him and counted it slowly, Dong Rong yawned twice and fell asleep next to him.

This sleep was enough until the sun set in the west, Dong Rong woke up, turned her head to see that the stupid pillar was not around, she frowned, and then listened to someone in the hall talking faintly, even mixed with sneezing. She got up and pushed the door out in confusion, and saw Dong Ping, who had gone home for the New Year, curled up on a chair, holding a bowl of hot tea in his hand and drinking wildly.

"Hey, Brother Ping, why did you come back? What's the matter with this garment, the new cotton robe and cloak I sewed for you? Dong Rong stretched out her hand and pulled the torn cotton jacket on her younger brother's body, and her face was so black that she could wring out the ink.

(Worry-free sword, I briefly explained in the previous article that Dong Rong's mother was an orphan girl who died in childbirth.) I'll order a little more today. I suddenly think of a teacher in high school, for the sake of his girlfriend who died of illness, he really didn't remarry and fall in love again in his life, so every time I write about Mr. Feng, I feel sad. Love is a word...... ）