The twilight was heavy, and it gradually enveloped the entire Yongjing City.

In the end, Su Musha and his party did not enjoy the scenery of Xiaoqingshan, and after coming out of Xuanqing Temple, they walked up the mountain for a while and then turned back.

Rao was like this, and it was almost dusk when they returned to the west gate of Yongjing.

On the outskirts of the city, the merchants carrying the flat shoulders and pulling the carts are ready to pack up and go home, while the houses in the city are filled with smoke, and the aroma of food wafts around, calling the strong men who are still working outside and the children playing at the door.

The West City Gate is the closest to where Su Musha lives, and most of the city is away from Liu Ning, so he will definitely take a car back to his home. Therefore, they said goodbye to Simon and prepared to go back to their respective homes.

"Do you have any arrangements for the Mid-Autumn Festival?" When parting, Liu Ning suddenly asked, "This year, I plan to enjoy the lanterns and guess the lantern riddles with a few good friends, I don't know if you are interested?" ”

Su Musha raised his eyebrows, Liu Ning took the initiative to invite, is it to compensate for his previous cold attitude, appreciating the lanterns and guessing the lantern riddles, it sounds quite interesting, but it's a pity......

"I have an appointment that day.

Liu Ning was slightly stunned, and said with a smile: "It's unfortunate that every time I open my mouth, I hope it won't be like this next time." ”

"But on the 18th, the shop opened, and I planned to put a few tables of wine on Hanlian Lane, and invite the neighbors to eat," Su Musha said, "I have two or three friends coming, and if Ping Zhiken is willing to come and drink a glass of water and wine, I will welcome it." ”

Liu Ning got the invitation, and his heart was happy, but then he thought of this date, and he couldn't help but refuse Su Musha's kindness: "That day/I want to accompany my mother to the Recommended Blessing Temple to make incense......" He sighed, "It seems that you and I are not destined for ......"

"Ahem."

Sister-in-law Gu on the side heard this. I couldn't help but cough lightly. Although Liu Ning is a glorious breeze and a moon, he does not have the slightest intention of Meng Lang, and after listening to it, he will inevitably be a little awkward, regretting that he said it too bluntly, and I don't know if there is a Tang Tusu girl.

Su Musha didn't think there was anything wrong, she and Liu Ning had heard storytelling, slipped past the academy, visited the Child's Pavilion, and had cut off their robes and broken their righteousness, so they had such a friendship. What can't be said.

It's just that Liu Ning often incense? Today / He has added sesame oil to Xuanqing Temple. I lit a lot of incense, and on the way back, I talked about going to the Temple of Mercy and Grace to offer incense at the beginning of the month. Why is it that in less than ten days, I will go to the incense again?

Three times in half a month? There is no distinction between monks and monks, and there is no taboo in the temple, obviously there is a block in the chest that cannot be relieved. I rushed to the doctor.

Her thoughts drifted. It was too late to pick up Liu Ning's words in time. made his previous half sentence hang in the air, and Liu Ning saw that she didn't respond, afraid that she still had a mustard in her heart. It was a little embarrassing for a while.

"It's okay, make an appointment again, you can always make an appointment with one place if you have the heart," Su Musha came back to his senses and joked with Liu Ning with a smile, "As long as you don't come because I'm on the street because I'm inviting guests to set up a table, I'm afraid of losing my identity, it's okay." ”

"I'm sure you believe I wouldn't think so," Liu Ning only replied with an indifferent smile at Su Musha's joke, and he turned to say goodbye to Gu's sister-in-law and daughter, and then said to the coachman, "Go to Beicheng." ”

The coachman whipped his horse and drove the carriage north.

"We're going back too," Sister-in-law Gu said with a heart that described her tiredness, "I will definitely come to cheer on the day the girl opens." ”

Su Musha said with a smile: "After the vanilla is cleaned, I will send it to my sister, and it can be filled in the menu before the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

Sister-in-law Gu folded her palms together and said, "Great", and then said with a smile: "I can count on these fresh herbs, I can earn three more melons and two dates," her smile faded a little, "At least I can chew it for the whole family." ”

Su Mu looked at her expression and knew that she thought of the increasingly cold "red and green" in her own courtyard, and hoped that these herbs would become a turning point in her business.

*****

"Today, Miss Lin sent someone to deliver a post to you."

Chuncao shook the splash on his hand and said to Su Musha, who was cultivating soil on the side.

Through the corridor lamp, Su Musha and the little cucumber sitting on the small horse were vaguely visible, the former was holding a few herbs she had brought back from Xiaoqingshan, and told the latter how to cultivate soil and how to pot.

After listening to Chuncao's words, Su Musha raised his head and smiled: "What post?" ”

"Someone said that Miss Lin held a moon viewing party and wanted to invite you to Le Yile together, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival." Chuncao replied.

Su Musha laughed when he heard this: "Why did you push it on that day?" I had something to do that day, and you know it, did you help me turn her down? ”

"I originally thought that the moon viewing party must be in the evening, and by then your business will probably be done," Chuncao said as she leaned over to Su Musha to look at the herbs, "but for the sake of safety, I still told the people who came that you had something to do that day, and you couldn't go." ”

"Alas, I have failed her invitation."

Chuncao sighed, and Su Musha continued: "What's more, the person who sent the post said that Miss Lin was determined to invite you, and specially instructed him to tell you that if you are not free in the Mid-Autumn Festival, she will postpone the moon viewing meeting by one day, anyway, 'the moon is sixteen rounds in the fifteenth'." ”

"Huh?" Su Musha was a little dumbfounded, and said with a smile, "That's what a success." ”

"It's not," Chuncao shook her head, "The posts have been posted, if they are changed temporarily, Miss Lin's moon viewing party will be smashed, so I ......" She glanced at Su Musha and hesitated, "I took the idea for you, let the person who sent the post go back and tell me, you don't need to change the time, you must try to arrive." ”

When Haruka said this, she lowered her head, as if she was very uneasy.

"You're doing the right thing, and I'm sure you're on the right track." Su Musha didn't notice her expression, so he didn't notice anything wrong.

Chuncao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "There is another person who sent you a letter, and I put it in your room." ”

"Letter?" Su Mu didn't raise his head, but he wondered in his heart, "Did anyone say who it was?" ”

"Nope."

“…… Then I'll take a look later," Su Mu replied and then held up the pot of vanilla and looked at it for a while, "Okay." ”

"Will you be able to live like this?" The little cucumber asked curiously.

"Of course," Su Musha said confidently, "Holy Lingzhi is so difficult to raise, I can raise it well, let alone these herbs. As she spoke, she sorted the pots of herbs, which ones needed more sunlight, and put them on the edge of the well, and those that could not bask in the sun, under the shade wall.

"By the way, have you done what I entrusted you two to do?"

After finishing the herbs, Su Musha asked himself again.

"It's done," replied Chuncao, "I went to see a few stake sellers, and as you said, I chose some species that are resistant to pruning and easy to germinate, and they are all planted for a year and then repotted." ”

"I also came back with several pots, and put them in Miss, ah no, your house, Miss, ah no, you will pick and choose later." The little cucumber smacked twice, revealing an annoyed expression.

Su Musha glanced at the little cucumber, and said with a warm smile: "You can call it whatever is smooth, don't be deliberate." ”

"The main thing is that Miss, your name is too awkward, and it's not good to keep the title of 'you'." The little cucumber pouted.

"My name is awkward?" Su Mushu laughed and lightly bumped her with his elbow, "Your name is just a mouthful, do you know how many times I called you 'gherkin' in the first two months you came?" ”

"Huh?"

The little cucumber was a little dumbfounded.

Chuncao smiled and said: "I still remember, you didn't have to go into the house to serve at that time, she only had a limited time to see you, but she could mention 'gherkins, gherkins'." ”

"'Little Cucumber' is the name they gave me after I was sold, I didn't call it that," Little Cucumber muttered, "I was originally called Guo Cucumber." ”

“…… Isn't that still a 'cucumber'? ”

(The heroine's diary 157, the last supplement on the first day of August, is my name very awkward?) It seems to be. Do you want to make a word? Or a nickname or something...... Think about it...... (To be continued.) )