Autumn is high and cool, and the autumn leaves fall to the ground one by one along the way, which seems to add a lot of soft atmosphere to the trip. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The soil that has just been moistened by the autumn rain exudes a cool breath, the soft autumn breeze is light and cool, and the fallen leaves are still rippling with crystal water droplets, affectionate and graceful.

Meng Qingzhi always couldn't help but take a look at Xin Yao, the green silk was like ink, the willow eyebrows were lightly raised, and the eyes were smart, if you could get along like this every day, then even if the rest of your life was really only a year and a half, she would be content.

"Aoyuki, what are you laughing at?" Xin Yao saw Meng Qingzhi smirking alone in a daze, could it be that the injury and poisoning affected the brain?

"There is a lesbian car, Yan is like Shunhua, will soar, Peiyu Qiongju." Meng Qingzhi shook his head and recited the words for no reason.

"Thanks for the compliment." Xin Yao smiled shyly when she heard this, and was deeply relieved that Meng Qing's poisonous invasion could still maintain such an optimistic attitude.

"The direction of our journey doesn't seem to be north, is it that the coachman doesn't know the way?" Looking at the scenery outside the carriage, she observed the direction of the sun and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Xin Yao lifted the curtain, leaned out and looked towards the road, as if she understood something.

"That's right, that's the direction."

This is the direction to Loess Village, and the detour may be delayed for two days, but once you go to the north, the next time you go back to Loess Village, I don't know what year and month it is.

Meng Qingzhi looked at Xin Yao and smiled, like a willow on her face, it turned out that she understood her thoughts.

The world is big, it is rare to get together several times in life, and the wonder of fate is always to gather less and leave more.

Before entering the Meng Mansion, I saw Aunt Rong's busy figure, it seems that during this time, Aunt Rong's body is recuperating well.

Seeing this, Meng Qingzhi hurriedly took the lead in walking over to help: "Aunt Rong, Aunt Rong, you are a guest, how can I let you come to work." ”

"Qingzhi, why is this kid not sensible." Mr. Meng's medical clinic was very close to Meng's house, and when he heard the movement, he rushed over.

When I walked into the Meng Mansion, the mansion had been decorated by Aunt Rong, and it was finally like a warm home.

Meng Qingzhi smirked twice, and just said that Aunt Rong was a guest, it seems that Aunt Rong has become the hostess of Meng's Mansion, no wonder Mr. Meng blames himself for being ignorant.

"Miss Xin Yao, how is the princess?" Rong Gu asked with concern, she didn't even say hello when she saw Xin Yao, so she asked about Nan Di's situation anxiously.

"Princess Nandi is very good now, Xuan Wei has rescued her back to the palace safely, uninjured, safe and sound." Xin Yao replied truthfully.

"Princess Jinrou and Princess Nandi have grown up, and I am satisfied to see that they have found their own good homes." Rong Gu smiled comfortably, and the hanging heart finally fell steadily.

"Yes, Aunt Rong, your princesses are happy, and you should enjoy yourself well." Xin Yao meant to say that Aunt Rong had served by Nandi's side for more than ten years, until she burned out her youth, and now she can be regarded as having completed her merits, and she should enjoy her happiness.

Aunt Rong was so embarrassed that she didn't know how to answer, she kneaded the corners of her sleeves, and glanced at Mr. Meng a little overwhelmed, just as she met Mr. Meng's warm eyes, Aunt Rong immediately lowered her head, thinking about changing the topic.

"I'm going to buy some ornaments for Aozhi's room, what do the children like." Rong Gu was about to go out to store things.

"Aunt Rong, don't bother, we'll stay soon, and we'll leave tomorrow." Meng Qingzhi hurriedly politely rejected Aunt Rong's kindness, he didn't expect that Aunt Rong, who he had no intention of rescuing, was so virtuous, and he had done a good thing by hitting the ground.

"You're still in a hurry?" Xiao Zhao'er also came over, and her words were full of reluctance.

"Mr. Meng, I left this time, and I don't know when it will be my return." Meng Qing's heart is also very reluctant, and the long parting between relatives is always very sad.

Mr. Meng was silent for a moment, thinking that Meng Qingzhi's trip back to Loess Village was to say goodbye, and he deliberately said goodbye, indicating that this parting would really be very long.

After thinking for a moment, Mr. Meng suddenly spoke: "Xiaozhao'er, bring the big hoe and shovel in the backyard, let's dig something." ”

Xiao Zhao'er didn't know why, but he still obediently took the farm tools, and everyone followed Mr. Meng and walked towards a mountain together.

After a while, everyone came to a osmanthus tree in the mountains, it was late autumn, the north wind had begun to howl, and the fragrance was still lingering under the tree.

Mr. Meng instructed Xiao Zhao'er to dig deep and plane, and slowly, a glossy and dull wine jar appeared in front of him.

"The year I accepted Qingzhi, I made some soft glutinous wine on a whim, and buried an altar of flower carvings here, and now we dig it out and drink it well, which is considered to be the practice of Qingzhi." Mr. Meng gently brushed away the mud and dust outside the wine jar, and then carefully held the wine jar into his arms, like a baby.

"Mr. Meng, you are too good to Brother Qingzhi, you are partial." Xiao Zhao'er said with a smile.

"Don't worry, there is a big jar buried behind this, which was buried in the year when Qingzhi left Loess Village, and now I will give it to you, and when you get married, we will dig it again." It seems that Mr. Meng really regarded Qingzhi as his own child, and personally hid wine for him.

"Wow, that's great, I didn't expect you to do such a meaningful thing in a muffled voice, Mr. Meng, we passed here many times when we were collecting medicine, and we never heard you mention it." Xiao Zhao'er sincerely envied Meng Qingzhi at this time, and at the same time, he was also very happy in his heart, because Mr. Meng kept another jar of wine for himself, which showed that Mr. Meng also regarded himself as a relative.

"Anything meaningful, once flaunted, buries all the meaning of the thing itself." Mr. Meng laughed, a hint of pride on his lips.

"But why should I wait until I get married to dig out my Huadiao wine, isn't it my daughter's wine?" Xiao Zhao'er suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and the Huadiao wine she drank when she got married was clearly called daughter red, and she only drank it when she married her daughter.

Xiao Zhao'er thought of the group of sissy strong men in Mengfu, and couldn't help but shudder, he was obviously a Zheng Zheng man, and he was married to a daughter-in-law, so what was marrying a daughter.

When everyone saw Xiao Zhao'er's trembling appearance, they couldn't help laughing.

"The Huadiao wine made by Mr. Meng is definitely different from the ordinary daughter wine, this is simply ten miles of fragrance." Meng Qingzhi smelled the fragrance wafting out of the wine jar, the aroma of the wine was overflowing, even the soil that had just been buried in the wine jar was fragrant, and the fragrance of the wine was mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and it was not an exaggeration to call it ten miles of fragrance.

At this time, Xin Yao looked at the deep hole in the ground, after the wine jar was moved out, the cave was empty, she took out the bamboo flute, packed it in a brocade box, and then put it into the hole.

The bamboo flute was given by the emperor, and Xin Yao has always carried it with him, so let it be buried in the soil, along with the good memories, and it will be sealed together.

After burying the bamboo flute, Xin Yao was shocked to realize that the mental method given to her by Master Si Ling was gone!