The biggest wish was completed, and Zhu Ling suddenly felt a little weak, but Fang had already promised to make another cake for Qiu Ling to satisfy her hunger, Zhu Zhen thought, make two more out, and one for everyone to eat, after all, she has been busy all day, and she always has to express her gratitude; The other one was kept back to the house to enjoy with Wutong and Qiuling, and it was a birthday.

Zhu Zhen first made a raisin honey cake, plus the more successful cake made during the experiment, and gave it to Master Lu and the handyman in the kitchen, as well as the maid who helped carry the food box, and Zhu Zhen let them share the food by themselves, and no longer have to pay attention to themselves. Zhu Zheng instructed Wutong to take the red bean cake back to his room, and by the way, he bought the evening meal. Wutong took the order and left, and in the pastry room, only Zhu Zhen and Qiu Ling were left.

I don't like sweet, so I plan to make a fruit cake, and I mostly eat this flavor when I celebrate my birthday in previous years. The cake has been put into the ice jian, and the bamboo basket is cutting the fruit one by one, planning to mix some cheese to make a fruit salad, and add vegetables in the evening.

For a long time, Qiu Ling had no words, which was strange, Zhu Ling turned around and wanted to call Qiu Ling, but saw Ba Beile standing at the door. Only then did Zhu Zhen realize that something was wrong, the big kitchen next door was very noisy, but it was silent for a while, thinking that it was because of the arrival of Babel.

Coming back to his senses, Zhu Ji hurriedly put down the knife in his hand and took two steps forward to greet Babel.

Seeing that the bamboo basket had moved, Babel walked into the kitchen and said, "Don't move." ”

"Huh?" The bamboo basket had already put his hands at his side, and when he heard Babel's words, he froze in place and didn't dare to move for half a minute.

I saw Babeile take a handkerchief, gently rub it on the bamboo basket's cheeks and sideburns a few times, and said, "Stained with flour." ”

I thought it was rubbed when Fang Cai was making the cake, and the bamboo basket blessed himself to thank him, which can be regarded as making up for Fang Cai's gift.

"Listen to the next person, you are making dim sum?" Babel glanced at the board and said.

"Yes, the slave maid has seen the New Year, and when she is happy, she forgets about it." Zhu Zhen lowered his head and said softly.

"Do you have my share?" Babel laughed.

"If the master doesn't dislike it, the slave will send the master to the study in a while." Zhu Zhen raised his head slightly and said with a light smile.

"Okay." With that, Babel turned and walked out of the kitchen. Zhu Zhen looked at it and felt that his figure was very light, and the whole person became more and more light.

After Babel left, Qiu Ling came in. Not long after, the last cake was baked, and the bamboo basket transferred it to the plate, and the salad was made again. Then, he cut a piece and put it in a small plate, and put some salad in a low cup, poured another pot of hot milk, and put it in a small porcelain cup. I wanted to add a pair of chopsticks, but I didn't want to have a Western fork in the kitchen of Babeile Mansion, so Zhu Zhen was overjoyed, and chose a pattern to match these porcelain utensils and put them in the food box.

For the rest of the cakes and salads, the bamboo basket packed another food box and handed it to Qiu Ling to carry. Qiu Ling went to the door and instructed the handyman to clean up, and returned to the house with a food box and a bamboo basket.

In the house, Wutong was putting dishes on the table with a maidservant, and the bamboo basket took a look, and the dishes were very good. Seeing that Wutong placed two pairs of dishes and chopsticks, although the bamboo basket was strange, he didn't think much about it, and only ordered to add one more pair. They have been tossing with themselves for a day, to express their gratitude, and besides, it is too lonely for only one person to celebrate his birthday.

The maidservant who was waiting to be served stepped back, and the bamboo basket said to Wutong: "Lord Belle can be in the study?" ”

"Back to the girl, Lord Belle is in the study." Sycamore replied.

Zhu Zhen nodded and said, "Then you wait in the house first, and I'll go back when I go." So saying, he took the food box and went to Babel's study.

Outside the door, Ming Quan saw that the bamboo basket was coming, and said respectfully: "Lord Belle has ordered, the girl is here, just go in." After speaking, he helped the bamboo basket open the curtain.

Zhu Zhen thanked him, thinking that he still had to keep some of the fruit cake for Ming Quan.

It was warm in the study, and Babel sat by the brazier with his eyes closed, his knuckles tapping on the tea table for a while.

Zhu Zhen stepped forward to ask for peace: "The slave and maid give the master a greeting." ”

Hearing the sound of the bamboo basket, Babeile suddenly opened his eyes, the joy shining in his eyes was somehow missing for a moment, and the thick smile faded, faded, although it was still there.

Babel glanced at the food box carried by the bamboo basket and said, "But it's done?" ”

"Hmm." Zhu Ji put the food box on the table, took out the cake, salad, and milk one by one and placed them on the tea table next to Babel, poured a glass of milk, handed over the silver fork, and said, "Eighth Master, try it." ”

Babel looked at the cake for a while, then took the fork and put a piece in his mouth, saying, "Not bad." ”

I don't know if it's really delicious, or if Babel said a polite word to her, he blessed himself and said: "The eighth master praises it." ”

Babel said "um", said nothing more, and quietly finished the cake, but the salad and milk did not move him. Although the bamboo basket was strange, he didn't dare to ask anything. After serving Babel to rinse his mouth, Zhu Ji took everything back into the food box, and was about to retire, when he heard Babel say, "The thirteenth brother gave it to you." ”

Thirteen elder brothers? How could he ask Babel to deliver something to himself? What to send? A series of question marks popped up on the bamboo basket, but he saw Babeile hand over a palm-sized square brocade box, and the bamboo basket thanked him and took it, but did not open it.

"When I missed a meal in the palace, I saw that there was a table in your room, so you don't mind if I go for a meal, right?" Babel stood up and said.

The bamboo basket was stunned, and then remembered that probably the extra pair of dishes and chopsticks was prepared for Babel, and he said: "The master does not dislike it, the slave is honored." ”

The two went to the house of the bamboo basket together, Wutong and Qiuling could no longer eat at the same table, so they only stood aside and waited for the meal, because Babel was here, and there were a few more servant girls to serve, and the third pair of chopsticks ordered by the bamboo basket before leaving the house had been removed at some point.

Babeile sat down, saw that the bamboo basket was still standing aside, motioned for the bamboo basket to sit down beside him, and said: "The New Year will start today, there is no size in the New Year's Festival, and besides, it is not in the palace, don't worry so much, sit down." ”

Zhu Zhen pursed his lips and said, "Thank you for your grace." Then he sat down.

The meal was eaten very slowly, and the bamboo basket was served by a bunch of people standing behind him because of Babel's presence in front of him, and he was very unhappy, and he thought he could eat it happily, but the dish seemed to be cold in his mouth.

"Pack up tomorrow and follow me to the Ninth Master's Mansion." After eating, Babel sat down in a chair, took a sip of tea, and casually said to the bamboo basket.

Nine Masters' Mansion? What did Babel go there and take himself for? Zhu Zhen asked, "The master brought the slave and maid over, but what do you need the slave and maid to prepare?" ”

"You don't have to prepare anything, you just have to take people with you." Babel smiled faintly.

"Yes." Zhu Zhen answered, took a sip of tea, lowered his eyes, and didn't ask anything.

After a casual conversation, Babel got up and went back to his room to rest.

Sending Babel away, Zhu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, something is very wrong today, these days after getting along, his relationship with Babel has improved a lot, but today's atmosphere is very strange and a little depressing. Zhu Zhen didn't know what the problem was, so he simply didn't think about it anymore, cut the cake with Wutong and Qiuling, and said that he would make trouble for a while, so he washed and changed his clothes, and was ready to lie down.

The orange light was soft, and the bamboo hoop sat in front of the makeup mirror, and opened the brocade box sent by the thirteenth elder brother, which was embedded with a small white jade, but the size of a small thumb, hollowed out and carved into a ruyi shape, and the white jade had been tied with a red rope. What did Thirteen do when he sent such a jade pendant? And Barbato Babel sent it, could it be that he knows his birthday today?

Putting the question aside for the time being, the bamboo basket picked up the small purse on the side again. There is a note under the purse, curiosity is heavy, the bamboo basket did not have time to read the note, first pulled out the belt, a smell of camphor was in the nose, choking the bamboo basket hurriedly turned the beginning, this thirteen, but what strange things were sent? When the bamboo basket slowly got used to the taste, Fang Jue was not as heavy as camphor, and there was a faint fragrance, and his brain was already clear. Pour out the point in the palm of the hand, crystal bright, look at it is very good-looking, but it can't see anything famous, the bamboo basket has to pour it back into the purse.

Unfolding the note, although Zhu Zheng's own words are written casually, he can also distinguish one or two from the quality of the words. The words on this note are neat and neat, but they are like wild horses that are forcibly pulled, revealing a bit of the writer's arrogance and uninhibitedness.

I saw the book: "I occasionally got a white jade sachet and two plum slices." Choose one or two plum slices, hide them, hang them around the neck, sniff them, and relieve sleepiness. "Dare to love this is actually a small sachet, no wonder it is hollow out, the inventor is really thoughtful, and the plum petal-like ice crystal-like little thing is actually a refreshing spice? It is worthy of the palace, and I have really grown my knowledge.

Thinking that he had complained about waking up too early while chatting with him, he felt that he was not sleeping enough, so he wrote it down. Besides, I have never told anyone about my birthday, I don't know where he inquired, and he gave a special gift. Grateful for the carefulness and thoughtfulness of the thirteen, the bamboo basket read down, but he couldn't cry or laugh, only to see the thirteenth elder brother change his line of writing and said: "The sleepy people in the world, there is no one out of the right, every time I think of this, I often sigh again and again for the good concubine, and it is a gift." ”

This thirteen, just send it, but he just added this sentence to make fun of himself, he really refused to give up a point on the cheapness of his mouth. Thinking so, the bamboo basket felt more intimate, and put away the brocade box properly, this was the first birthday gift he received in ancient times, thirteen, how fortunate I am, you are so concerned, no matter how cold the palace is, you are my warm sun, there is always a way to bring me strength when I need it. She was so greedy, but so afraid, if the gentleness of Babel intoxicated her, then the warmth of Thirteen was enough to make her dependent. Those gentleness, if they disappear, they are just lost for a while. It's like living an ordinary life all the time, and suddenly one day, let you live the life of Li Ka-shing, and when you go back to ordinary life, although you are still reluctant to live the life of the richest man, you can't survive. But thirteen, if I let your warmth encroach on my life little by little, and watch it slowly become the air I breathe, and one day, you will take it away, what will my life become?

"Yu'er!" Zhu Zheng seemed to hear Thirteen calling her, and the loose spirit instantly returned, yes, in this world, only Thirteen will call her like this, will call her Yu'er, Thirteen to her, is irreplaceable relatives, she thinks so, then let her gamble, bet for a year, three years, ten years, a lifetime, if she can have a lifetime, Thirteen will always be there.

Outside the window, the snowflakes fell splendidly, and after a while, it was already silver. Finally, on the day of the new year, the first snow of winter arrived as scheduled.