The tender yellow petals of the spring flowers are stained with dew between the lips, and in the kitchen next to the flowers, a small white face is revealed in the lattice window.

Ah Yao stood in front of the window, the sleeves of her aqua green dress were rolled up high, her black and silky hair was also pulled up with a headscarf, and the delicate woman was cleaned up neatly. Pinch the egg with both hands and knock it on the edge of the porcelain basin, beat it out of light yellow, add a little ghee and sugar to it, stir it well with chopsticks, and add water and noodles.

Qingshuang, who had just been transferred to the girl's side to serve closely, stood aside, and was shocked to see it.

Lifting the willow yellow binding sleeves to wipe the beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, she persuaded softly: "Girl, let's let us do the work in the kitchen." ”

A-Yao shook her head, sprinkled a layer of flour on the board, and dragged out the sticky oily yellow dough in the side porcelain basin, bent down and began to knead the dough. Catching a glimpse of the frost as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, she stopped and poked behind her back.

"Is the pot hot? If it's okay, you can run to the back kitchen. When the master is coming, ask the chef to cook a few Central Plains specialties. Braised Yellow River carp, eight-treasure cloth bag chicken and honey three knives, all prepared. ”

With the green frost opened, the small kitchen was finally quiet. Knead the dough evenly and roll it out into a dough that is slightly thicker than the pancake, sprinkle a layer of sesame seeds on top, cut it into thumb-sized diamond-shaped pieces with a knife, and bake it over low heat against the pan.

After adding enough firewood, A-Yao washed her hands, sat on the recliner in front of the door, and looked at the vibrant spring flowers blooming in the courtyard, with a happy smile on the corner of her lips. Although after being reborn, the parents, especially the Hu family, are still rich, but the habits left over from those poor days still cannot be completely eliminated in a while.

Cooking, these things that my father and mother would never think about when they were alive, but now she is very familiar with it. The aroma of ghee mixed with eggs came, and Ah Yao took a deep sip, only to feel relieved. is also washing hands and making soup, but her state of mind is completely different. In the past three years, I was forced to accept and believe that as long as I was down-to-earth, my life would gradually get better, but now I am enjoying it leisurely.

It's just that this leisurely but like a castle in the sky may collapse at any time, so now she has to work hard.

Stretching and yawning, A-Yao withdrew her gaze and picked up the half-read book on the armrest. After the death of her father and mother in her previous life, she lived in a simple house in order to keep her filial piety, and she took books as her companion when she had nothing to do. At first, he was moved by Song Qinwen's help at the critical moment, and wanted to read more points to be a person worthy of him. But she has read a lot of books, and as the pen of a Confucian giant looks at the vast world of Great Xia, her horizons gradually broaden, and she is no longer confined to the children's love of the back house, but sees a broader place.

Just as she said to the young man in Xuanyi in front of the pawnshop in the end, she wanted to go back to Qingcheng and revive the Hu family.

As soon as he thought of the young man in Xuanyi, a dark figure flashed in front of him. When I looked at it again in the blink of an eye, there was still the spring flower blooming in the morning light in front of me, and there were no dark corners.

It must have been too tired from reading for the past two days, and I had hallucinations.

There was a crackling sound on the pot table, and Ah Yao put down the subset of scriptures and histories that she had read for half a page, and walked towards the small kitchen with her whole dress.

What she didn't notice was that the moment she turned around, a little dark color clothes were revealed from behind the leafy Xifu begonia in the corner at the end of the spring flower.

Through the branches of the begonia tree, Lu Jingyuan looked at the slender back who walked into the kitchen, and a few imperceptible traces of jealousy flashed in his deep eyes. In the secret report, the experience of the Hu family girl from childhood to adulthood is clearly written, and there is no mention of the Hu family's girl's love of reading. But in the past few days, she has been tossing and turning into the academy, and she has been working all night without releasing the papers, and she has seen a subset of scriptures and histories related to the imperial examination.

Song Qinwen will take the township test next month! He couldn't think of any other reason for her sudden love of reading.

I received a report from the spy this morning, the candle in the boudoir of the Hu family girl last night was not extinguished until the hour, and she woke up after the fifth watch this morning, and hurried out of the bedroom with a book without combing her hair.

Hearing this, he couldn't sit still anymore, so he picked up the light eaves and walked up the wall to Hu's house. It's just that although the Hu family only has three masters, the mansion covers a wide area, and all kinds of corridors are like nine palaces and eight bends. When he came to him after hitting the wall one after another, he saw her sitting on the chaise longue in front of the room, her eyes were slightly blue, and her delicate hands were holding a book and reading it intently.

Angry with him! I want to tear that book apart!

But as soon as she went around to the back, she suddenly looked up as if she had eyes behind her head. At that time, he was clever, quickly jumped up and slammed onto the beams of the house, and then climbed along the roof to hide behind the begonia tree.

Seeing her shake her head in confusion, her slightly immature face became more and more innocent, he was itching for a while, and he wanted to reach out and pinch her white and tender face like hard-boiled egg whites, and it was best to pinch her face flushed, and begged for mercy aggrievedly.

But seeing that she put down the book unsatisfied, the complicated feelings in his heart were instantly replaced by jealousy. Staring at the book with hatred, he finally couldn't help but roll out from behind the tree when he saw her enter the kitchen. stepped forward quietly, picked up the book, and looked at Song Qinwen's seal on the title page, his eyes seemed to be on fire. He caught a glimpse of a small mossy puddle under the eaves of a nearby roof, and with a flick of his hand, the thin book was open and submerged into the puddle, and it was soon soaked in yellow.

The corners of his good-looking lips pursed the smile that wiped the child's success after prank, and Lu Jingyuan only felt that the sullen breath that had been held in his heart early in the morning had disappeared most of it, and he was refreshed.

In the room, when the girl in the green robe heard the noise and came out to investigate, he jumped upwards and grabbed the edge of the window and climbed into the house. Seeing the still steaming chess pieces on the curtain next to the pot, he took out the brocade in his arms, grabbed it and wrapped it in it, and then jumped out of the window when she entered the door, jumped on the beam of the house and escaped.

Ah Yao didn't suspect anything else, only let the book fall when she was unstable. Pinching the water-soaked book into the kitchen, she unfolded it and dried it on the hot stove.

This book is A-Niang's special trip back to the Song family to come, although the content of the subset of classics and histories is the same, but different Confucians have very different understandings of it. The Donglin study is printed by the current Confucian Mo Daoxuan's version, which is accompanied by Mo Daru's handwritten annotations, and Song Qinwen's book is marked with a lot of his experience when listening to the class.

It's true that she hates Song Qinwen as a person, but she has to admit that he is very good at reading, otherwise he would not have stood out among many Jiangnan students in the township examination in his previous life and won Xie Yuan.

Shen Moci has been studying in Donglin Academy all these years, and if she wants to win her in terms of learning and win the favor of Master Kukai or Mo Daru, Song Qinwen's lecture notes are a shortcut.

And she was looking forward to what kind of reaction Shen Moci would have when she knew that the source of so much trouble for her was the handouts of the ministers under her skirt. I believe that by then, her face will be as wonderful as she can imagine.

While drying the books, A-Yao spread the baked pieces of chess pieces on the curtain. When the last piece was picked up, she always felt that it was the same big piece, and this time the chess pieces seemed to be a little less.

"Maybe it's because the dough is too firm?"

Take a fine porcelain plate with a painted hibiscus brocade chicken pattern and put it on a flat plate and bring it back to the boudoir, put on a wide-sleeved skirt, pull up a delicate bun, and seeing the sun rising outside, she ordered Qin Shuang to take the porcelain plate and go through the corridor to the front yard to greet her father and mother.

When Ah Yao arrived, Hu Jiuling and the Song family were already fully dressed. The former was carrying a blue flower to water a few pots of precious orchids in the hall, while the latter was checking the cards with the most trusted mother Wang. Since the nurse was found to have embezzled public property in the house two days ago, the Song family has launched a strict investigation of the back house. All the account books that have accumulated dust over the years have been taken out and compared with the decorations of each courtyard one by one.

After crossing the threshold, Ah Yao saluted the two of them, "My daughter asks Daddy and Auntie to say goodbye." ”

"A-Yao is here."

The two of them, who were busy with their own work, immediately stopped what they were doing, Hu Jiuling watered the flowers and put them back in their place, and Song motioned to Wang's mother to retreat, raised her head and ordered the maid at the door to pass the meal.

Sitting at the table, A-Yao gave Qingshuang a look, and the latter brought the chess pieces to the table.

After cleaning her hands, A-Yao grabbed a piece and handed it to the person on the main seat.

"Over the years, Daddy has traveled from south to north, sleeping in the open air, and often stopped halfway and did not eat three meals a day, and fell into stomach problems. My daughter asked the master yesterday and learned that pasta nourishes her stomach, so she got up early and made some simple chess pieces. ”

There is no parent in the world who does not want a child to be good, unless the child is not his own. Although only a few days have passed, Hu Jiuling and the Song family still quickly accepted the now sensible and filial A-Yao. Taking the chess pieces from her hand, Hu Jiuling took a bite with a more solemn attitude than when he tasted the prefect's banquet. It only takes one bite for him to be sure that this is the most delicious food he has ever tasted in his life.

"Crispy and sweet, sweet but not greasy, A-Yao is really a blue heart."

Ah Yao smiled sweetly, "Of course, I'm Daddy's daughter." ”

Song expressed her helplessness to the father and daughter who were touting each other, pinched a piece and tasted it, and after she entered it, she only felt that her eyes lit up, and then her face was surprised.

"Is this really A-Yao's own doing? Although the shape is not very good, the taste is no worse than that of a chef who has been cooking for years. ”

Qingshuang, who had been upgraded to a diehard fan of her own girl because of her "life-saving grace", hurriedly came out to testify, "The girl was worried about the lord and the lady, and just after the fifth watch, she got up and went into the kitchen to make noodles, and the slave and maid didn't let the girl if she wanted to help." But the girl is smart, although it is the first time to cook, but everything is done in an orderly manner, wrapping her hair, rolling up her sleeves, beating eggs and noodles, and the sharp energy seems to have been done countless times. ”

Ah Yao's heart tightened, and Hu Jiuling next to her was already smiling red, praising her beloved daughter as if there was nothing in the sky or in the earth.

"Daddy~", after being nervous, A-Yao was a little embarrassed, "My daughter is going to enter the academy tomorrow, thinking that I won't have the time to get up early in the future, so I will do more at a time." In addition to these on the plate, some of them are still in the small kitchen in the courtyard. I will find a snack box for Daddy to put up, and you will be hungry around noon. ”

Before he could be moved, Hu Jiuling was already immersed in the grievances that his daughter was going to enter the academy tomorrow and would not be seen all day.

"Tomorrow...... Aren't there two more days? How did it pass in the blink of an eyelid. ”

Ah Yao also felt that time passed so fast, so fast that she had not done much preparation before she had to face Shen Moci.