"The eldest young master is back. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info: "The little maid ran into the house with joy."

"Where?" Mrs. and Mrs. Qi asked anxiously, and Mrs. Qi Qi was even more anxious to stand up and look anxiously at the door.

She hadn't seen her eldest son in days. Although she is also proud in her heart, Ke'er Xingqian's mother is worried, and she is the first and only son, and she can't help but feel distressed and missed.

"I've just passed the Weeping Flower Gate, and I'm coming here." The little girl grinned.

As soon as the words fell, another voice sounded in the courtyard, and then the curtain of the door was raised, and a pair of black boots stepped in.

"Grandmother, mother." Cheng Zihang lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt down on the high hall, and bowed deeply.

"Good boy, get up, get up." Mrs. Tai couldn't sit still, and half-got up and stretched out her hand to help, but Xu's mother hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Cheng Zi sailed and saluted before getting up.

"Is the road going well? Is everything okay at the academy? The eldest lady had a lot to say in her heart, but at this moment, she only had to care about a few words, but her eyes were slightly moist.

"Everything went well on the road, everything was fine at the academy." Cheng Zihang lowered his head slightly and said respectfully.

The eldest lady choked, and the motherly feelings that were still full of motherly feelings just now were suddenly speechless to Cheng Zihang, who abided by the etiquette and law.

Zi Mo raised his eyes and saw that Cheng Zihang was dressed in a lake blue straight dress, with a face like jade, and starry eyebrows, he was a very handsome young man. Only the expression on his face, his eyes drooped slightly, his lips closed lightly, and he looked at it very seriously.

Looking at the eldest lady again, the wetness that had just been blurred was forced back now, and I couldn't help but want to laugh.

Unexpectedly, her big brother is still an old-fashioned little teenager.

While laughing, someone walked up to him.

"The fifth sister has lost weight."

It's an affirmative, not a question.

Zi Mo was stunned for a moment, looked up, Cheng Zihang walked in front of him at some point, looked at himself with a wrinkled brow, and said something abruptly.

"Uh, it's okay, it's okay." Zi Mo replied in a daze.

"Don't be a picky eater on weekdays." Cheng Zihang said solemnly.

"Got it." Zi Mo was sweating profusely, why did he suddenly talk about himself? Still picky eater? She doesn't even have a chance to be a picky eater, right? It's all about what to eat!

Looking at Cheng Zihang again, she looked serious and didn't fake at all, and she was even more dumbfounded.

She is an unfavored little sister-in-law, how did she arouse the concern of the eldest and young master?

Hearing it again, there was a snickering next to him, Zimo turned his head, and saw Cheng Ziyun covering his mouth and smiling at himself.

"Big brother still likes to find fault with people so much! I'm used to it. If you let him know that Fifth Sister, you were hungry and fainted last time, he would have to say that you would faint again. Cheng Ziyun leaned over to Zi Mo and whispered.

Zi Mo: "......"

Is it my own sister?

Is there such a cheat?

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The eldest man Cheng Rui finally rushed back before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

When Zi Mo followed everyone to see him, he stood behind the people and quietly looked at him, because his first impression of him before was that he was lustful, and it was a little awkward to look at him again. Although, she has to admit that her cheap dad is indeed a middle-aged beautiful uncle, and Cheng Zihang seems to look quite similar to him.

Cheng Rui came back with a large cart of gifts and distributed them to Zimo, and also got a lot of clothing and jewelry and soil instruments in the Jiangnan region.

Zi Mo directly handed over the green and red sleeves, and the clothes and jewelry were put into the box and makeup respectively.

It's the Mid-Autumn Festival in the blink of an eye, and it's the first Mid-Autumn Festival that Zimo has spent here.

The Mid-Autumn Festival means reunion, and the house has been prepared early, but there is nothing wrong with Zimo.

There was also a maid in her yard to clean up, and when it was evening, she left directly to the flower hall.

The second room is not there, only the big room is one, Mrs. Tai spoke, no screen, the family is full of people sitting together, and even a few aunts have a table next to them, so they don't have to wait.

Zi Mo sat next to Zi Sheng, and Zi Nuo, who happened to be sitting on the other side, made eye contact, and pursed their lips and laughed tacitly.

Needless to say, the dishes during the banquet were sumptuous, but in line with the rule that the elders don't use chopsticks and the juniors don't use chopsticks, after a meal, Zimo didn't usually eat much in the house, let alone Zinuo.

After the meal, Mrs. Tai was very interested, and led everyone directly to the flower hall to admire the moon, and some servants had already set up tables, chairs, melons and fruits outside.

This dynasty also has moon cakes, Zi Mo looked, the shape is small, one bite is exactly one, and the moon cakes are also carved with flowers and engraved words, which is very cute. Pick one up and taste it, the taste is sweet, it is sesame oil and red bean flavor, and I took another one to Zinuo. He was at the age of his body, and he couldn't go hungry.

There was also fruit wine on the table, Zi Mo picked up a glass and tasted it, the taste was sweet and sour, a bit like pomegranate wine, and a bit like wine, very delicious. She lit up her eyes happily, drank one glass, picked up another glass, and went down a few glasses in a row, and wanted to pick it up again, but Lu Ning reminded her: "Miss, you can't drink too much of this wine, you will get drunk." ”

Zi Mo smiled, his eyes were as bright as starlight, looked at her and said, "It's okay, I'll have another drink, just one cup, it's so green, you just let me have another drink." ”

Lu Ning was helpless, so she had to let her drink another glass.

Cheng Ziyun also came over, quietly looked at Cheng Rui's side, and said, "I also like to drink fruit wine, but my mother always doesn't let me drink more." Fifth sister, you can get me a cup too. ”

Zi Mo handed her a cup: "You can't be greedy." ”

Cheng Ziyun drank it all, looked at Zimo's already slightly reddened face, and pouted, "It's you, Fifth Sister, who can't be greedy." Fifth sister, don't drink it, you'll get drunk if you drink it again. ”

Zi Mo waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't drink it, I won't get drunk." It's just fruit wine, how can the alcohol content be so high, I'm not drunk with a thousand glasses! ”

Cheng Ziyun didn't believe it, pursed his lips, and said, "I also said that you weren't drunk, but I can't see that you're too drunk." ”

Back at the Diancang Courtyard, Zi Mo was interested, moved a chair and sat in the courtyard, looking at the dark night sky, the big moon as round as a cake smiled and said to the people around him: "Rushi, you say, are you under the same sky, the moon seen by others is the same as the moon we see?" ”

Rushi put the cloak on Zi Mo, stood beside Zi Mo, looked up at the sky, and said uncertainly: "It should be ...... It's the same, right? ”

"That'...... If it were the people of the future, would the moon they see still the same as the moon we see now? Zi Mo muttered.

"It should ...... It's the same, right? Rushi replied.

Zi Mo suddenly smiled, sniffed, and said, "Rushi, I'll sing you a song." ”

"Okay, do you want to sing? and the slave and the maid shall hear. Ruhua moved a small stool and ran over, sat down next to Zi Mo, and looked at her expectantly with her head up.

At the door of the house, Lu Ning and Red Sleeves did not come over tacitly, but stood there looking at the three masters and servants in the courtyard.

"Just sing "When Will the Bright Moon Be" be." Zi Mo tilted his head, glanced at the picturesque smile with a smile, and then said softly, "When is the bright moon, ask Qingtian about the wine, I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace?" I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, the height is unbearable, dance to figure out the shadow, how to ...... in the world"

The gentle female voice was like a Sanskrit singing, with a faint hoarseness, as if sighing softly in the ear, and spread leisurely in this silent autumn night.

Picturesque listened to it stupidly, and looked at Zi Mo blankly.

Behind him, the green and red sleeves also stood still, unable to bear to disturb the peace and tranquility of this moment.

The female voice continued.

“…… People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to ......"

“…… I hope that people will be together for a long time......"

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.