Aunt Qin was quite surprised when she knew that I was going to move to my mother's yard, and she was very reluctant in her heart, but she always saw each other in the same garden every day.

After packing up my things, I asked the little maid Cuijing, who had just gone to help her, to send me back.

Cuijing is a little mute, who has been serving in Li's mother's yard, timid and cautious, and doesn't like to talk much. The things were delivered to the people and left, without waiting for me to tell her some of Aunt Qin's habits.

I packed up my things, and I didn't think I had anything to ask.

When the package was opened, there was a letter inside, and when I opened it, I saw that it was written to me by Aunt Qin.

What a surprise, for so many years, she only taught me to play the piano, and I learned literacy and reading with the girls, but I didn't know that Aunt Qin could write such a good hand.

There was nothing special in the letter, telling me to study hard, but I didn't need to work too hard.

I knew I couldn't win, but it was just the person that Mama Li sent to Shengge to spy on her.

She also told me not to go hungry and to sneak back whatever I wanted, and she made it for me.

I'm not a pig either, where am I so greedy...

Finally, I told you not to be strong, not to cause trouble, and to live well.

I can't figure it out, I've never caused trouble, and naturally I want to live well.

Sheng Ge poked his head over with melon seeds: "How?" Did the girl Huaichun receive a love letter? ”

I glanced at her with disgust, put the letter away, and sighed with emotion in my heart: I think it was because Aunt Qin had never separated from me, she missed me, and because Mother Li and her face were not good to come to see me, she wrote this letter to me.

Thinking of this, my heart is a little empty.

Sheng Ge saw that I hadn't spoken, so he threw me with the melon seeds in his hand: "Really Huaichun?" ”

Phew, you're just pregnant.

I came back to my senses and looked at her: "I'm hungry, do you think this acacia flower outside would be delicious if it could be made into porridge?" ”

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Since that day, Shengge and I have lived together.

Every morning, I have to learn manners, practice the piano in the morning, play chess in the afternoon, learn to draw and practice calligraphy the next day, and learn to dance the next day.

Everything else is fine, just this writing and chanting poetry or something, it's really disgusting.

There is no harm if there is no comparison, my word list can still be read, but when it is put together with Shengge's, it is extremely ugly.

Every time I go to class, I have to be beaten in the palm of my hand, and I feel wronged, where is this to be an Oiran, this is to go to the test for fame or not.

Sheng Ge hid behind the desk and snickered when I was beaten, and I privately warned her not to write so good anymore, and she drugged me and laughed at me for being stupid.

Her hands are slender and white, but there are slight calluses on the tips of her fingers, like cocoons sharpened by long-term practice, but the cocoons between the ring finger and middle finger are the thickest, but I don't know why.

A year later, Mama Li no longer invited us to ask for a master.

Because Sheng Ge's poetic talent no longer needs to be taught, even the best master in the city is greatly admired by the beautiful little characters in his hand.

As for me...

It's okay, it's harmless, it's harmless, it's harmless, it's okay not to mention it...

Seeing that Shengge really didn't mean to run, Mama Li didn't seem to have the intention of running, and she didn't guard the two of us so strictly.

At the age of eleven or twelve, when we were growing up, we always felt that we couldn't eat enough, so we often went to Aunt Qin's to eat outside of practicing.

The days are going by so fast, it's almost the third day of the third month of March.

On the third day of the third month of March, the Shangsi Festival is our big day here, and the people of the city will go to the waterside to bathe in the orchid soup to ward off evil spirits.

The third day of the third month of March is also one of the most solemn days of the year in Liyuan except for the Oiran general election.

On this day, the rich family will invite the girls in the garden to go on the spring and feast by the water.

The eunuchs who are feasting at home will also come to invite the girl into the house to perform music and dance.

As early as seven days ago, the girls in the garden had been posted by the people of various provinces, and the pear garden would no longer receive outsiders for seven days, so that the girls could prepare for the songs and dances of the various provinces.

Aunt Qin has also been very busy these days, and she has to prepare bluegrass sachets for each girl to wait in the house.

The aroma of this bluegrass hits people, and it is enshrined as the spiritual object of the Shangsi Festival, and the good bluegrass is ordered out early in this solar term.

The backyard of the pear orchard was specially enclosed for this orchid grass, and it was planted in spring, and it grew just right at this time.

The fragrance wafted from the backyard to Li's mother's garden, and before going to bed, I always thought that if it could be made into bluegrass cake, it would be delicious.

On this day, Shengge came to Kwai Shui, and my stomach hurt so badly that I went to the backyard to find Aunt Qin and wanted to make her a soup to warm up.

As soon as I entered the yard, I smelled the smell of bluegrass, which was sweet and elegant, and it was very comfortable.

Aunt Qin saw me go and grabbed me: "You came just in time, Cuijing went out to buy something, I can't leave with soup stewed in the pot, you send this sachet to the front yard to the girls." ”

I looked at the sachet in the tray, this year's sachet is not the same as in previous years, in previous years, it was generally more than silver silk and five winding silk, this year there are three gold silk inlaid with some emerald, and one is actually carved by jade.

The value and delicacy of the sachet is equal to the status of the person who invited the girl to come over.

It seems that there are distinguished guests in the city this year, tsk tsk.

"Sheng Ge has a stomachache, do you have a bowl of soup for her?"

Sheng Ge's mouth is very sweet, more than I will do. This year, Aunt Qin is very happy, and Aunt Qin's love for her is almost surpassing mine.

"You go and deliver the sachet, I'll make her a bowl."

I picked up the sachet and walked to the front yard, Aunt Qin thought of something and came out to grab me: "You two are about the same age, why are you developing so late, and Kwai Shui still hasn't come?" ”

I blushed all of a sudden, what... Isn't it a shame that Aoi Water doesn't come?

Break free of Aunt Qin's hand: "How do I know... Probably... Hmmm... Malnourished bar·····"

"I don't give you food, your food is the same as hers, how can you be malnourished?"

I didn't want to continue the topic and walked out of the yard quickly.

How do I know····· I'm going to ask who·····

The sachets were rusted with the names of each girl, and I gave the sachets according to the names and went back to Mama Li's yard.

Pushing the door back to the house, Shengge was still humming on the bed holding his stomach

It's over... Forgot to get her sugar water.

She didn't ask me, and gestured to the table.

She looked at the table with her hand: there were two bowls on the table, one empty and one filled with a bowl of sugar water.

Take a look in: red dates, longan, angelica, wolfberry···

Well~~ It's very supplemental

"One bowl per person, you can send the bowl back after drinking."

I made the dates in the bowl and ate them, they were so sweet. It seems that Aunt Qin is very concerned about my not coming to Kwai Shui.

Shengge fell asleep again, and Mother Li knew that she was not feeling well these days, and she was too busy to take care of her these days, so she relaxed her discipline for both of us.

I only said that after the Shangsi Festival, we will be taught chess skills, and those who fail will be punished.

It doesn't matter... Anyway, it must be me who will be punished...

I was afraid of disturbing her to sleep, so I came out with a bowl to eat.

Anyway, Mama Li is not here, and no one has arrested me.

Sitting on the steps of the door, he raised his eyes and saw Po standing under the acacia tree.

I didn't stand or sit for a while, and I laughed and flattered awkwardly: "Brother Bao..."