Chapter 193: Which tendon is wrong
"Childe, it's getting late, the weather has changed, and it seems to be raining. If you don't leave now, I'm afraid you'll have to stay overnight tonight. β
Shumo lowered his head and whispered, this was the third time he had reminded Jin Xiaoguang. I went out before dawn this morning, and now it's afternoon, and the weather is gloomy and dark clouds. If it rains, the road back to the capital is not far, but there are several low mountains, and if the mountains slip, the road will be muddy and blocked. The two were not on horseback, and it was difficult to walk through.
Jin Xiaoguang didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, but just said to Shumo: "Don't worry, if you can't go back, you won't go back." β
For some reason, he just didn't want to go back today.
Jin Xiaoguang said lightly, but Shumo was anxious. Today, the saint is becoming more and more suspicious of the four high-ranking princes, and is particularly concerned about the whereabouts of the four princes who stayed in the capital as protons. Especially for the most powerful Dingyuan Hou Shizi, his whereabouts must be reported every day.
Some time ago, Hui Dingyuan was a little longer than the time reported, and he returned to the capital to accept a long time of investigation.
I came out all day and didn't go home at night, so I don't know what kind of trouble I will cause.
Jin Xiaoguang was not in a hurry, and he didn't dare to rush too much, just walked around the yard. Walking and walking, I came to the pigsty and chicken coop at the other end of the courtyard wall.
At a glance, I saw Lin Zhu holding a wooden scoop in his hand and deleting the swill in the swill bucket through the wooden bar, and slowly pouring it into the pig trough. Pour very carefully, four pigs, two big and two smaller four pig heads are crowded in the trough, let's eat late.
Lin Zhu was very casual and half-lying on the mountain. The swill in the wooden scoop avoided the pig's head as much as possible, and muttered: "Second senior brother, don't squeeze a few of you." I can tell you, the more you eat, the fatter you get. The sooner you take the knife. You, just say you, you eat less. β
After saying that, he poured the swill in the wooden scoop down the wooden trough, and struck it on the head of the most fierce pig.
"Second Senior Brother?" Shumo laughed lightly, leaned over, poked his head over and looked at the four pigs and said, "Zhu'er." So laid-back. Feed the pigs too. β
"Yes, it's good to be fat, it's good for the New Year." Lin Zhu smiled back.
"You're going to kill four pigs?" Shumo saw that there were four pigs in the pigsty, all of them fat and strong. He said, "Do you eat with the three of you, or do you eat with your grandmother?" β
It's naΓ―ve to ask. They are just employees of the vegetable garden. There's something of its own.
said angrily: "The three of us are all subordinates." As long as there is food and shelter, it is good. Where is there a mouthful of happiness to kill pigs and eat meat. As long as the house is killed, some should be burned, and high incense will be burned. Unlike Jin Gongzi Yun, he is tired of eating large pieces of meat and bowls of wine, and wants to eat pickles. β
The word pickles is very important.
Shumo smiled softly. said: "If you eat too much wine and meat, you naturally want pickles." Who made your mother's pickled pickles so delicious? Give me some when you want. β
When Childe talked about pickles just now, he saw the white eyes of Lin Zhu. She looked reluctant.
"What are you making a fuss about?" Lin Zhu carefully poured the swill into the trough little by little, so as not to let them stick to the pig's head, and washed it with the water in the small wooden bucket next to him after pouring.
Shumo was speechless and said, "Zhu'er, how can I join in the fun." Your mother's pickled pickles are really delicious, especially the radish, which is the best to drink. β
"What's good?" Lin Zhu cleaned the bucket of swill, and said, "Eat too much stomach acid." I would like to eat big fish, big meat, and white noodles, but no. β
After speaking, he walked back with a bucket of swill. Light footsteps.
Rouman's waist twisted slightly, and her long black hair fluttered in the autumn breeze. Shumo suddenly felt sour in his heart, this little girl was really a girl's body. If she is still the county lord now, with gold silk and jewelry, I really don't know what kind of fairy posture it will be.
And now she has to take the swill bucket to feed the pigs and clean up the pig manure.
Childe already knew her identity, and now it seems that he came to the vegetable garden to talk about the wooden house with Caiji, but it was actually for her. , I don't know what will happen to her in the future? Ling Chi was executed? Imprisoned, lonely and old for life, or exiled to a deserted place to fend for themselves.
These seem to be cruel to the beautiful little girl in front of her.
He silently reached out and took the swill bucket and wooden scoop and said, "I'll come." β
The two walked on the path on the edge of the vegetable field one after the other, looking very tacit. Lin Yun, who was breaking some thin dry branches next to the firewood pile next to the kennel and preparing to take them to the kitchen, hurriedly squeezed his eyes at Lin Duo beside him, and whispered, "Duo'er, look." β
Lin Duo, who was always paying attention to following Shumo, noticed that his face was already gloomy, and he was reminded by Lin Yunyi. He straightened up and gritted his teeth and scolded: "Damn money losers." Everybody wants to get it. One iron treasure is not enough, and Young Master Jin Zhen is not enough, and now he is going to provoke Lord Yun. Phew, shameless. β
"Phew." Lin Yun also snorted and said, "Young Master Jin Zhen didn't pay attention to her, what is she." β
"But I think Young Master Jin Zhen is also good to her, we all left yesterday, and we left her. Master Yun just spoke to her. After Lin Duo finished speaking angrily, he walked around the back of the house with Chai He in his arms and went to the kitchen.
She hated Lin Yun for pressing her everywhere. Lin Yun was choked, and there was no way to repair Lin Duo in the vegetable garden, so he scolded in a low voice: "It's against you." See how I'm going to clean you up when I go back today. β
also picked up a bag of firewood and went to the kitchen.
Lin Zhu became more and more angry, pretending to be heartless. But I don't know why Jin Xiaoguangyan and Young Master Jin Zhen seem to be good to her, even Dabao Shumo and that dull Dashanzi treat her differently.
This is too enviable, jealous and hateful. Especially her, every time she saw Young Master Jin Zhen's eyes looking at Lin Zhu, she wanted to strangle her to death immediately, although Young Master Jin Zhen's eyes were very gentle to everyone.
This is all because Lin Zhu is in the vegetable garden, if she hadn't appeared, this position would have been hers.
In fact, these men, including Dabao, are all people like her who dare not ask for extravagance, if she is the one who makes the daughter of the second uncle and second aunt, then she is the one who is the maid for Yan Wuwu. She is the one who can often contact Young Master Jin Zhen.
Then she has a great chance, even if she sees Young Master Jin Zhen every day and listens to him. I don't dare to think about what will happen in the future, as long as I can be accepted. Even if it's a concubine.
It's not like now, you can't see it, you can't touch it, you can only dream about it.
Lin Zhu followed Shumo back to the front of the house and placed the swill bucket outside the door. Squinting his eyes, Jin Xiaoguang was already helping Cai Er build a wooden house, holding an axe and hammer in his hand, and the light was knocking very loudly. She also saw him pick up a saw, and sawed a stick into two pieces, looking rather like a little carpenter.
It's really an idle egg pain. Run here for fun.
If you are angry, you don't dare to say anything if you don't leave. She really wanted to go to Yanfu to find Carefree Son, so that he could take him away quickly. He was always disturbing her here. It's not about those inexplicable dangers, or about people who have been in unrequited love for ten years in their previous lives.
Cai Er Niangzi already knew that Cai Er had taken medicine. My heart is full of good hope. Cut the beans picked from the last wave of bean seedlings in a large basket in the vegetable cellar into strips. It was stirred with coarse salt and dried on a wooden board. The last batch of black eggplant was cut into strips and mixed with coarse salt, and dried.
It is said that the vegetables that will bear fruit on the last straw are easy for seasoning to seep into. It also tastes tough. No sun exposure. It's better just to dry.
She is in a very good mood today, and the man has taken the medicine, and he will hope to have his own children in the future. Sons and daughters are fine. Just now, the noble and decent Jin Gongzi said that her pickled dishes were good.
She has never seen much of the world, but she honestly grows vegetables and pickles vegetables in the vegetable garden to ensure that there are vegetables to eat in the house in all seasons.
Pickling winter vegetables is her duty. was affirmed by Lao Taijun before, and now she is affirmed by Jin Gongzi, she feels that she should behave better.
This mother can't stand the praise, and she is full of enthusiasm for praise.
Lin Zhu didn't want to go to Caier's side to help, so as not to face Jin Xiaoguang. She didn't want to go to the kitchen to cook, she was not a fool, and she clearly saw the hatred in Lin Yunlinduo's eyes that couldn't be hidden.
I was afraid that Shumo would continue to talk behind him, and Lin Duo's eyes swept over.
went to squat beside Cai Er Niangzi, looked at her rough hands soaked in salt water, and said, "Mother, can you finish pickling so many vegetables." Add salt to the dish and stir it with a stick, so why rub it by hand. Look at the handles, oak carrots. β
Cai Er Niangzi glanced at her lovingly, continued to knead and said, "Zhu'er, this salt must be kneaded, and the pickled vegetables are delicious." The mother's hand is not the hand of the eldest lady and the little lady. It's rough, it's rough, and no one looks at it anyway. β
"Mother, your point of view is wrong." Lin Zhu helped to open the kneaded eggplant strips and said, "The hand is a woman's second face, and it must be taken care of." Ming'er sewed a pair of gloves with coarse cloth. β
"What kind of gloves to sew, if you have those cloths, you might as well make shoe soles for your uncle's house." Cai Er Niangzi continued to rub the dishes and said, "Zhu'er, that's it." Your hand can't come in. Mother doesn't want your hands to become the same as your mother, mother wants your hands to look as good as Miss Mingzhu's third lady. In the future, we will marry a big family. β
Cai Erniang saw that Lin Zhu also stretched out a pair of white and slender hands to help, and hurriedly pushed them away.
Lin Zhu's heart was hot, he flipped his little hand up and down, and looked at the second lady again. Mine is as white as an onion, with even bones, and her nails are covered with flesh powder, which is very beautiful. The second lady of the vegetable has thick joints, red and swollen fingers, and spots on the back of the hands.
It's like a princess and a mother-in-law who works as a coolie.
But there are many things that can be done by her, and there is no need to raise her like a princess.
She lowered her head and whispered, "Mother, in fact, you don't have to work so hard, I can do these things." β
Cai Er Niangzi glanced at her reproachfully and said, "That's not good." Zhu'er, although you were adopted by your mother, your mother really treats you as her own daughter. No, it's closer than your own daughter. You don't know that when your mother first looks at you, you are like a little princess. At that time, my mother thought that no matter how hard my mother was in the future, she would have to raise you as a princess. It's a pity that my mother has no ability and makes Zhu'er suffer. β
After saying that, Cai Er Niangzi buried her head in shame and continued to fiddle with the vegetables, as if she should have given Lin Shu a good life, but she didn't. οΌ
Lin Zhu only felt tears rolling in his eyes. This is already very good, and she is so moved that she doesn't know how many times she shed tears.
Mother raised herself like a princess, and she was not allowed to do any heavy work from childhood to adulthood, she was already so old that she had never been touched by cold water. That's why these hands are so beautiful.
And the price of beauty is the carrot-like thickness of my mother's hands, and I still have frostbite in winter.
All the gratitude is turned into strength, and when you earn money in the future, you must invite a few maids to serve this venerable mother.
The heart is moving Wanfeng and turning it into motivation. I heard Caier's very confident and excited voice in my ears: "Zhu'er Niang, go cook, Jin Gongzi will have dinner at home today, and make your best rolling noodles." Grab a few more pickles. β
After Cai Er finished speaking, he immediately changed his flattering face and said to Jin Xiaoguang: "Jin Gongzi, please come to the house." β
Then he turned his face to Lin Zhu and said, "Zhu'er, go and bring a basin of water to Jin Gongzi to wash your hands." β
He spoke to her in a much softer tone.
Whoever said that this dish is honest, he will also watch people put down the menu. One tone for his wife, another tone for his daughter, and another tone for Jin Xiaoguang.
Especially for Jin Xiaoguang, he is simply a servile face. Every gesture is accompanied by flattery. It's really a natural servility.
Lin Zhu scolded in his heart, got up listlessly and went to the kitchen slowly. Even if you are not satisfied, you don't dare to show it too obviously.
This touch was caught by Jin Xiaoguang again, he pulled the corners of his mouth, and walked slowly past Lin Zhu. Turned his head and whispered, "Don't you want the master to eat at your house?" I'm sorry, but I can't help you. β
Said very proudly, the corners of the eyes and eyebrows are full of reason, what can you do.
The high-minded, deep and steady Dingyuan Hou Shizi will also have such a naughty expression? A bit of a surprise.
Lin Zhu pouted and said, "Just eat it." Isn't it just a meal? But Jin Gongzi. You are so honorable, I have no one to accompany my family. The slave maid should go and invite my son-in-law over to accompany her. β
If you want to have dinner, it's better to invite the carefree son, and go back together after eating.
Jin Xiaoguang smiled silently, and said a little evilly: "No need to go, don't worry." He went to see his uncle today, and stayed in the capital at night. β
After speaking, the corners of his mouth tugged, and he walked slowly to the house.
Leaving Lin Zhu with a stunned face: Carefree Boy is not here, so it's already so late, and he still has to eat at home. Dinner hasn't been cooked yet, and it's even later after eating, where to stay at night?
What's wrong with him? Yan Wuwu is not there, but he also wants to come to the vegetable garden. Didn't you deliberately trouble her?
This has to be guarded.
But it's okay to eat, but don't live in the vegetable garden. There are only two houses that live in people's houses, if he occupies them with Shumo, where will his family live?
She didn't want to go to Xiezhuang Keng Lin Zhang's house to live. (To be continued......)