On the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, King Wen sealed the pen, followed by the various divisions and took vacations one after another. There was no need to go to the mansion, the seventh girl easily seized the opportunity, and for several days in a row, she slept comfortably and satisfied.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, a banquet is held in the palace. A group of important ministers need to enter the palace to pay homage to King Wen, and this time the seven girls said that they were not happy to go with them, and their heads shook like rattles. He wasn't too reluctant. In addition, Chinese New Year's Eve needs to be observed, and most of them rest in her place under the guise of resting the mansion. In fact, how could the government not find out, he is just a rare girl, and he is sloppy with his family. Now that it is the New Year's Festival, it is reasonable to go back to the house this night and have a reunion dinner. After returning home, there is no reason to keep the New Year with his family, and he will leave after guarding.

I think she is uncomfortable entering the palace, and if she goes alone after the banquet, she will look lonely. It's better to leave her at home, accompanied by Jiang Yu, and have a comfortable and happy New Year's Day.

So this year's New Year's Day, the seventh girl spent it with Jiang Erye. This is a family, and I ordered the small kitchen to clean up a table of meals, and there is less attention to those who are not useful, and the banquet is especially warm and appetizing.

The seventh girl gave Jiang Yu a chopstick to the rice cake she pounded with her own hands, and learned to make it for the first time, afraid that it would not be done well, and she was worried. Holding his chin, his eyes unblinking, he stared at him directly.

Jiang Yu sat in the front hall with colorful lights and five blessing window flowers, looking at the yellow, orange, and warm hall in the room, next to her clear and expectant attention, he raised the spoon to his mouth, tasted it, and nodded at her, "The first time it can be made like this, the taste is pure, soft and sticky, it's good." ”

She laughed, her eyebrows crooked, and two sweet dimples tugging at the corners of her mouth. As when I was a child, every time I was praised by him, it never changed.

Jiang Yu showed a touch of softness, and stretched out her chopsticks to pick up a piece of fried rice cake for her, which was crispy and crispy, and the noodles were covered with layers of sesame sugar. Even at this time, I didn't forget to remind, "Use a piece, the night is too sweet and greasy, and the teeth are bad." ”

She put it in her mouth, concentrating on tasting her own handiwork, and vaguely acknowledging him. This situation can't help but remind him that at that time, every time he went back to school, he brought her all kinds of snacks on the way, and she was also like this, pouting with bulging cheeks, busy trying new things, and busy taking care of him. How many years have passed, and it is still the same. In front of acquaintances, he was impatient to deal with the rules left by his ancestors, and before he changed people, he was very well-behaved and obedient.

Jiang Yu smiled silently, she served him vegetables from time to time, raised her chin to urge him to use it quickly, and he complied with her.

After dinner, she took him to the courtyard to light the lanterns for blessings. The lantern was only half a man high, and the frame was made of bamboo strips, and the surface of the lamp was made of the roughest bark paper. The weight is light, and it will float up lightly when heated, and the wind is not strong at night, and it will be smoothly vacated after a few bumps.

She craned her neck, followed the blessing lamp, and silently made a wish. Jiang Yu looked at her little face, because of the warmth, she lined her neck with a circle of fluffy, snow-white neck, beautiful and beautiful. He asked, "What is your wish?" ”

She held her little hands to her lips and took a breath of hot air. "It's not the same as in previous years, I pray that everyone in the family is well, free from illness and disaster." In the end, she added in her heart that the man should also be well.

The old people who followed the seven girls all knew that the custom of keeping the New Year was something that their own girls couldn't count on. Sure enough, after the hour passed, the girl was already yawning, unable to sit still, burying her head and glaring at herself.

"Second master, look at this ......" Chunying was faintly protecting the girl on the side, afraid that she would not be able to sit steadily, and she would fall to the ground coldly. Not to mention that now only in front of the second master, that is, when I was at home, the adults and his wife saw the girl's unbearable appearance, and they also smiled and waved their hands, and ordered someone to help her back to the room.

Jiang Yu got up with her robe early, and with the help of Lu Fu, she humped her to the backyard.

She was disturbed by the movement, and leaned on his back, rubbing her cheek as she had done when she was a child. "It's good to carry it back like this every time you keep the New Year." Thinking that I would have to do the etiquette in September, and get married, I can't be so willful, and go back to the house early if I don't follow the rules, the seventh girl muttered sullenly, her voice was soft, and she was close, word by word, and it was good to get into Jiang Yu's ears.

Chunying Lufu followed closely behind, supporting people. Listening to their own girl like a child, coquettish to the second master, the two secretly touched each other and smiled. The girl has a good relationship with the second master, and they are also happy for the girl when they are servants. In the entire second room, the girl can show such a state of affection, and she relies on her wholeheartedly, except for the second master, there are only adults and wives left.

Jiang Yu carried her steadily, looked at the corridor with festive lanterns hanging along the road, and said meaningfully, "Impatient to follow the rules, if you really have that ability, you will find such a person again, and then get used to you." ”

When she heard this, she understood that he was still worried about her. It's not that he can't trust that person, it's just that because of care, he can't stop worrying.

She kicked on his calf in the crook of his arm, put her arms around his neck from behind, and pouted in a muffled voice. "Don't worry you, people have already found it." If she is not embarrassed, she can prove it: the man had already put down the shelf on the mountain road two years earlier, and he was very accommodating to her. carried her up and down the mountain, back and forth, used to it more than once.

But when she thought about it, that person treated her well, she had to hide it in her heart and cover it by herself to taste it slowly. The dignified son Yushu, how considerate he treats her in private, in front of people, she has to leave some dignity for him.

After that, Jiang Yu sent her back to the room, when he left, she slept in a daze, and she couldn't remember clearly.

The next day, the seven girls curled up in the warm quilt, squinting sweetly, vaguely feeling that they were being picked up, and the tip of their noses smelled a faint smell of incense.

"Huh?" She couldn't open her eyes, twisted her body, found a comfortable position for herself, and arched into his arms. "The smell of the temple is still incense." She murmured, causing the man to chuckle, pulling her little face out of the quilt and pressing it under her pretty chin.

"Dog's nose, very smart." He deceived her, teasing her with the straight bridge of his nose, making people unbearable to the itch that seemed to be light and heavy, and finally opened his eyes with a smile.

"So you've already returned from the temple?" She looked out the window at the gray sky and the oil lamp was lit in the room. Some can't comprehend, a pillar of incense, is it worth him to toss like this? If she knew that she had arrived at this place early in front of him, she would not have mentioned it at all in front of him.

He went to his coat and took off his soap boots. Lie down on the outside kimono. hugged her gently, and his eyes did not hide his tiredness.

"After keeping the New Year, he took Zhou Zhun straight into the mountain and went a little earlier than usual. I didn't go back to the house after finishing my errands, I thought about coming over, and I just hugged you and lay down for a while. As he spoke, his eyes closed, and his palms, which had been warmed before entering the house, stroked her waistcoat and coaxed her back to sleep.

Her eyes, which were not yet fully awake, turned around, and she understood that this man had come over in the morning, and it turned out that she was only separated for a night, and she was not the only one who was secretly worried.

She mumbled twice dreamily, and put her little hand on his waist and leaned against his chest. No, there were only two long and short exhalations in the room, one long and one short, of different shades. Distinctly out of tune, between breaths, his long and steady, her light and smooth, staggered and lingering, harmonious and quiet.