During dinner in the evening, Li Mingqian came. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With such a huge wealth as the Li family, the meals must be extremely elaborate and exquisite, and no matter how expensive the ingredients are, they are just commonplace.

However, the dinner prepared by Mrs. Li San for Li Mingqian today is a little incomprehensible.

In front of Li Mingqian was a bowl of green vegetable porridge and a plate of oil-soaked dried radish. There is also a plate of stir-fried leeks, a plate of green pepper fried eggs, a white flour steamed bun and a few flower rolls on the table.

"Today is not the fifteenth, and my mother also has to fast?" Li Mingqian looked at this minimalist dinner and couldn't help asking.

"Every day, chicken, duck and fish are tired, and these rough and light foods are also very nourishing." Mrs. Li San smiled, "Those beautiful and watery country girls don't all eat these, no worse than bird's nest or something!" ”

Li Mingqian only listened to some words when he was a mother, and made such a show on a whim. Anyway, he didn't care what he ate, so he followed Mrs. Li San and said, "What my mother said is that clear porridge and side dishes also have a different taste." ”

"The taste is good, but if you eat it every day, I guess I will think about big fish and big meat again!" Mrs. Li San seemed to mean something, "I'm just afraid that I will eat it two or three times, and I won't like it anymore!" ”

Li Mingqian raised his eyebrows, his mother seemed to have something to say?

"I don't like it after it's a pleasure, it can only mean that I didn't like it much before, but it's just curiosity." Li Mingqian smiled and said, "Why is my mother so excited about this meal today?" ”

Do you really like that girl or are you curious? Mrs. Li San was eager to ask for clarification.

"I went to see your aunt today, she has been sick for so long, and her appetite is very poor, so she can only drink some porridge to raise, which is a little embarrassing." Mrs. Li San sighed.

"Auntie's illness still hasn't improved?" Li Mingqian frowned and said.

"It's still the same, no strength and no energy. No matter how expensive the ingredients are, you can't swallow them, so you can eat some rice porridge side dishes. Mrs. Li San shook her head, looked at Li Mingqian, and said in a deep tone, "It can be seen that this fish and meat are just things that satisfy the appetite, and only this simple rice porridge is the foundation of physical health." ”

Li Mingqian was even more puzzled when he heard this, but he didn't ask.

He picked up the chopsticks and picked up the bowl: "That son needs to use more." ”

The green vegetable porridge is boiled densely and softly, exuding a fragrance, the radish is slightly sweet and refreshing, the steamed bun is soft and elastic, this simple meal Li Mingqian and Mrs. Li San are very full, but the stomach is not uncomfortable, but there is a special sense of satisfaction.

The mother and son finished eating, rinsed their hands and mouths, and Li Mingqian accompanied Mrs. Li San to the courtyard for a walk to eat.

"Mother is right, this simple bowl of porridge is more evocative than the abalone and sea cucumber feast." Li Mingqian paced slowly, feeling the fragrance of rice left between his lips and teeth, and praised.

"If you like it." Mrs. Li San said.

She tilted her head to look at her son, who was a head taller than herself, and couldn't help but sigh that time had flown by. The little baby who used to be only the size of a palm, obediently snuggled in his arms, seemed to grow up in the blink of an eye, became smart and capable, and then became disobedient.

"I heard that Miss Wang had a conflict with Mingxiu Minglan today?" She asked suddenly.

"Well, it's Mingxiu Minglan who is not sensible, I have already punished the two of them, so my mother doesn't have to worry about it." Li Mingqian said.

It's really a defender, and you don't even want me to ask directly. Mrs. Li San couldn't help but scold.

"And took a few of them for horseback riding? Why are you so excited today? She continued.

"It's rare for my cousin to be so happy, and I happen to be free, so I always have to do my landlord's friendship." Li Mingqian smiled faintly.

Using Cher as a shield? How cunning! Mrs. Li San pouted slightly.

"Qian'er, where's your piece of black jade? Why didn't you wear it today? Mrs. Li San slowed down and said with a puzzled face.

"In the afternoon, I made a lottery and was won." Li Mingqian didn't care much.

"That's what your uncle gave you, you haven't always liked this piece of jade the most, how can you be willing to give it to others?" Mrs. Li San was surprised and puzzled, "To whom?" ”

"Hibiscus." Li Mingqian stopped and looked at his mother, and smiled slightly, "That beautiful and smart country girl." ”

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Wang Hibiscus, a country girl who returned home, went to the cotton warehouse with the silver early the next morning.

After handing out the wages and cotton of each household, Wang Jin began to sort and grade all the lint.

Today, the long-term workers still bring all the people in their families to help. Especially Uncle Yang is followed by five sturdy and strong sons, and there are quite a few people who are powerful. Uncle Jiang not only came over with his son and daughter, but also brought someone who surprised Wang Jin.

"I've been almost busy working in the fields these days, so I'll come over to help, and I'm idle anyway." Second Uncle Jiang rubbed his hands and said with a smile.

"Then it's going to be troublesome for the second uncle." Wang Jin smiled.

"It's not troublesome, it's all the villagers, and it should be." Second Uncle Jiang hurriedly waved his hand.

It seems that he still doesn't know about the Zhang family the day before yesterday. Wang Jin thought to herself.

"Big niece, let's get to work, with so many people helping, maybe it will be done in five or six days!" Uncle Yang rolled up his sleeves and said.

"Okay, listen to the uncle, this is the beginning!" Wang Jin said with a smile.

The people are divided into two groups, one group will be separated by the grade of lint with Wang Hibiscus, and the other group will bag and weigh the cotton with a fixed grade.

The cotton color is white and flawless, the cotton lint is slender for the first grade cotton, the cotton down is slightly shorter for the second grade cotton, and the one with obvious flaws is the second grade cotton.

Because the defective cotton has been placed separately when the seeds are removed, the main work is to distinguish between primary and secondary cotton.

Although they had never heard of cotton grading, the long-term workers naturally had no doubts about Wang Hibiscus's arrangement, and after watching Wang Hibiscus's demonstration, they sat down directly around the high cotton pile and kept busy.

After lighting a stove and boiling water in the hut next door, Wang Jin took out the letter from Jiang Qingliu that Wang Mu handed over to him yesterday from his arms.

"So much?" There were ten pages of letter paper in his hand, and Wang Jian couldn't help but be surprised and a little curious.

Turning page by page, Wang Jian was still a little frowning at first, but then gradually attracted by the excellent content of the letter Chinese pen, reading it with relish, chuckling from time to time, and occasionally pondering. When I saw something on the last page, I was shocked.

It turned out that Jiang Qingliu met Chen Huilan's mother and daughter who also went to Jinling to visit relatives on the way back to Jinling. Because the axle of their carriage was broken for some reason, out of courtesy, Jiang Qingliu had to take them all the way. Later, when he rested on the official road in the mountains, Jiang Qingliu suddenly wanted to go into the mountains to take a walk, but he didn't expect Chen Huilan to follow quietly, and accidentally broke his foot. Because there were likely to be snakes around, she couldn't be left alone to wait for rescue, so Jiang Qingliu had no choice but to carry her back. A few days after arriving in Jinling, Chen Huilan and her mother found Jiangfu somehow, and wanted to meet the old lady with a thank you gift. As a result, the old lady rejected him in two or two, and Jiang Qingliu even broke Chen Huilan's thoughts personally.

Wang Jin thought thoughtfully: "It seems that Xue'er had a lot of complaints about Chen Huilan that day, mostly because of this incident." Miss Chan is really... Courageous! ”

Although forced marriage is not a glorious thing, this courage is not something that ordinary people have. It seems that Chen Huilan really likes Jiang Qingliu. Thinking like this, Wang Jin couldn't help but admire Chen Huilan's courage to pursue love.

She flipped through the letters, pulled out two of the recipes on them, and stuffed the others back into the envelope, wondering when to try them.

The two missing envelopes were still a little thick, and Wang Jian couldn't help but wonder again.

How could he write such a long letter to himself? And write it in such detail, like a daily life report?

Now Wang Jin knew that he was a good drinker, but he did not like to drink; Likes to eat fish but hates the taste of ginger; Every day, you must practice a set of boxing and read a book; has a close friend named Han Shizhe, who will hide in his house when he gets into trouble; I also know that he will go to the capital after this trip to Dengzhou Mansion, and when he returns to Yangzhou, it is estimated that it will be around the Spring Festival...

He consciously or unconsciously explained a lot of things about himself, interpersonal interactions, personal preferences, living habits, etc. Wang Jin's understanding of this elegant young man suddenly became much fuller.

Her heart was slightly touched, and a thought flashed, and she could barely grasp it.

Putting the letter in his bosom, Wang Hibiscus picked up the boiling water on the stove and brewed a large pot of tea, and sent it to the warehouse. Then go home and help Chen prepare the lunch meal.

Walking on the quiet road in the countryside, that fleeting thought wandered in Wang Jin's mind again.

Is it possible? Possibly. After all, I was only fourteen years old at the moment, not twenty-four.

But, is that possible? She didn't know how to respond to this question, to Jiang Qingliu.

Identity and status can not be considered, after all, she does not have such a deep-rooted concept.

But now, she still has very important things to do, and she has no time to take care of emotional things.

Never mind. She thought, it's just a homely letter from Lala, maybe it's her own passion!

Putting this question behind her, she thought about another thing in her mind, and returned home briskly.

If all goes well, the cotton will be sold in ten days, which is quite a lot of money!