Ning Nanwei patted her robe again with her hand, and then gently tied it for her, scratched the tip of her nose with a smile and said, "Ah Luo, don't do it yourself." I'll just call a few of the boys over. ”

After the words fell, Ning Nanwu went out of the house, exchanged a few small servants from the front yard, and found someone to find a few things in the luggage placed in the back room, so he ordered someone to sew and mend the house.

Qian Shan was tidying up the façade with the maids in the front hall, and she didn't have time to come to the master bedroom to take a look. Jiang Chengjia sat on the futon that the little servant had arranged for her, and watched Ning Nanwu command in the courtyard.

In a few moments, the sun rose directly above and shone straight down.

Jiang Chengjia was also sweating profusely when he sat quietly like this, looking at Ning Nan who was standing in front of him, he kept raising his sleeves to wipe his sweat. She couldn't help but feel distressed, thinking that it was noon, and the whole house was probably hungry, so she quietly slipped away from the south courtyard to the stove room on the east side, ready to make some yogurt and cold dishes.

When the master bedroom of the north courtyard was almost repaired, Ning Nan took a breath and turned his head to look for Jiang Chengjia, who knew that there was no one behind him.

With a puzzled face, he grabbed the little guy who was wiping the wall in front of the courtyard and asked, "Where did Madame go?" ”

The little guy said honestly, "It seems that I went to the East Courtyard." ”

Ning Nanwei immediately understood where the little girl went, the stove house was in the east courtyard, and it seemed that she was going to make a meal.

He browled his eyebrows and laughed to himself.

The little guy who was carrying a long wood on the side saw his father-in-law smile like this, and his heart suddenly cooled and he became afraid.

The lord has always been unsmiling, although everyone said that he was as warm as the wind in front of his wife, but this time he also faded. He has always been as frosty as snow, and he has never shown such a smile in front of their servants and maids, but now when he sees it, it naturally makes this little guy shiver coldly, only to feel that nothing good has happened.

Ning Nan noticed the little girl's gaze at him, so he naturally put away the smile on the corner of his mouth and looked at him coldly.

The little man glanced at him, and immediately became frightened, and hurriedly lowered his head, and hurriedly carried the plank in his hand into the house.

Ning Nan frowned, not aware of the inexplicable joy in his heart at this moment.

As he stopped in the courtyard to ponder, he raised his feet and walked in the direction of the eastern courtyard.

Before I got close to the stove house, I faintly smelled a faint aroma.

He couldn't help but be surprised. They have just arrived in this house, and everything is still very old, presumably that Tai Gu An will not prepare ingredients for him in the stove house. How did Jiang Chengjia raise the stove so quickly?

He slipped in quietly from outside the courtyard, and the maidservant who was cleaning in front of the stove house saw that the lord was coming, and hurriedly put down the broom in her hand, and was about to bow down.

Ning Nan hurriedly made a silent action, and the maid did not call out. He looked at the servant with cold eyes, and his eyes were killed.

The maid was startled, and immediately owed, and ran out with her broom.

"Little Cui! Can you wash celery? Jiang Chengjia's shouts came from inside. Ning Nan grabbed the skirt of the maid's clothes with one hand and motioned for her to answer.

The maid named Xiaocui hurriedly answered inside, "Wash it!" ”

"Bring it in for me." There was a crisp call from inside.

Ning Nan let go of the servant, glared at her, and motioned for her to go out.

Xiao Cui was covered with cold sweat, and escaped with a broom, not daring to stay for a moment.

He looked around the courtyard and saw a pot of cleaned celery drying on the ancient well on the right, so he took the rough clay pot and went to the stove house.

"Xiaocui, I just saw that there are some coriander planted in the small garden in the backyard. You go pick some, this cold dish is indispensable for coriander. ”

Jiang Chengjia was squatting on the stove, stuffing firewood into it, and when he heard the footsteps at the door, he commanded.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, but Xiao Cui didn't answer. Jiang Chengjia frowned, immediately noticed that something was wrong, and turned his head vigilantly.

I saw Ning Nan standing behind her with a large pot of celery, squinting and smiling at her.

Jiang Chengjia said happily: "Why did Erlang run into the stove house?" The smell of smoke here is heavy and dirty, so get out quickly. ”

As she spoke, she got up and drove him out.

Ning Nan took a few steps back, and said helplessly: "Take the celery you want first, don't rush me away." ”

Jiang Chengjia immediately snatched the clay pot in his hand, waved his sleeves and said, "Take it." You go out first. ”

"If you want coriander, I'll pick it for you." Ning Nanwu refused to leave, and said to her with a smile.

Jiang Chengjia was stunned for a moment, seeing that he was sweaty, his hair was a little messy, and he kept pulling the clothes on his chest, he knew that the injuries on his body made him very uncomfortable, so he glared at him, "You better rest." If there is any more problems with the wound, I am afraid that my mother will join Uncle Ji to kick me out of the house. ”

Ning Nan snorted gloomily and said, "Mother wouldn't do such a thing. Uncle Ji didn't dare to do such a thing. With me, no one will kick you out of the house. "Book six

She froze, and giggled for a moment, "Okay, okay, I got it." But does the prince know where the coriander is? ”

The jade face of the man in front of him showed a stunned expression, and he shook his head blankly.

Jiang Chengjia shook his head helplessly, then bent down and picked up a basket in the house, took a sickle, and stepped out of the threshold.

Ning Nan worriedly followed.

The two of them went to the east courtyard together, walked towards the cloister, crossed two stone paths, and came to a deserted vegetable garden.

It's fenced off and it's in the courtyard of the house.

Ning Nan looked at it in surprise and muttered to herself: "It's rare, Your Majesty has given you a vegetable garden in the house." I really didn't think there was any, just a mess. ”

"I think Your Majesty doesn't know. Erlang and see that the backyard wall is still a little new, not that it has not been built for many years, but it seems to have been rebuilt in recent years. Presumably, the people who lived here before found the soil outside the courtyard and fenced it off and used it as their own vegetable garden. Jiang Chengjia pointed to the courtyard wall piled up in front of him and said.

The walls of the courtyard, the front of the hall, and the main and guest bedrooms are very dilapidated, and the wall skin has fallen off layer after layer, and the blue bricks of the wall in front of the only one are connected, and the layer of mud on it is also very smooth, and it is indeed built in recent years.

Ning Nanwu followed Jiang Chengjia to the depths, and saw that although this garden had been abandoned for a year or two, the acres of land were very complete. Scattered ingredients and side dishes are actually planted. It's just that no one has taken care of it for a long time, and the weeds are overgrown here, and the vegetables in the mud don't grow very well.

Jiang Chengjia squatted in the mud with a sickle, found the coriander growing in the corner, skillfully cut it and put it in the basket. Then he took out two thin white radishes from the ground and threw them into the basket, and then he stood up.

She looked at Ning Nan, who was standing aside, and smiled worriedly, "Erlang thinks he hasn't done this, has it opened his eyes?" ”

Although Ning Nanwei has lived a bad life since he was a child, and has always been in the shadow of his father and brother, he has never lacked anything in his life, but he has never done these jobs.

He coughed lightly a few times to ease the embarrassment on his face.

Jiang Chengjia didn't care, and walked back with the vegetable basket.

Seeing that she was preparing to clean the ingredients, Ning Nan volunteered, "Let me wash the vegetables, right?" Ah Luo, you still have something burning on the stove, always watch the fire. ”

Jiang Chengjia glanced at him questioningly, and saw that his dark eyes were shining with a sparkling light, and couldn't help but nod with a wry smile, "Okay." Erlang must wash it clean. ”

When she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the stove and kitchen.

Ning Nan stared at the radish and coriander with a lot of dirt sticking to the vegetable basket, frowning and frowning, a little unsure where to start.

He found a large pot from the pile, drew a bucket of water from the ancient well, and soaked the turnips and coriander in it.

After a while, a basin of clear water changed, and a layer of mud floated on the surface of the basin.

Ning Nan picked up the coriander inside with a disgusted face, threw it back into the vegetable basket again, and carefully stretched out two fingers to scoop up the radish that had sunk in the basin.

It took a lot of effort to clean the dirt on it.

Then he cleaned the pot again, and then walked inside with the vegetables.

At this moment, Jiang Chengjia opened the wooden lid on the cauldron, and a burst of fragrance wafted in.

Ning Nan worriedly walked behind her, and saw a large pot of soup in a black cauldron with celery boiling in it. On the stove on the other side was a small bowl of chopped and cooked mushrooms.

He was stunned for a moment, remembered what he was here for, and hurriedly said, "The coriander and radish are washed." What's next? ”

Jiang Chengjia turned around and saw his expression of invitation, which was very fresh and interesting. He had never shown such an expression before, and he had always had a look of self-sufficiency, poise, and rarely had such eagerness and enthusiasm as he did today.

She laughed, bent her eyebrows, and pointed to the cutting board on the side: "Naturally cut the radish and coriander into cubes." How? Erlang is also going to rush to do this with me? ”

Ning Nan nodded solemnly.

The little girl pondered for a moment, took the kitchen knife placed on the side, passed it through the clear water, and handed it to him.

"Since Jiro himself asked for it. Then you have to cut it. ”

She had a bright smile on her face, and Ning Nan was worried for a while, he stared at the fluttering kitchen knife in his hand and said disdainfully, "I have been dancing with knives and guns since I was a child." Isn't it just cutting a vegetable? How difficult can it be? Aluo, you're used to scaring people. ”

Jiang Chengjia smiled and said nothing, looked at him quietly, made a gesture of invitation, and stood aside, waiting to watch the play.

Ning Nan became slightly angry, carried a kitchen knife, took the radish and went to the cutting board, and chopped it.

He looked hard like a knife and chopped a good white radish into pieces, which was badly damaged.

Jiang Chengjia stood aside and couldn't stand it, so he rushed over and grabbed the kitchen knife and scolded, "Okay, okay!" You cut the good turnips as if they had been spoiled by a vicious dog. ”

Ning Nan was pushed back a few steps by her, looking at the messy "radish corpse" on the cutting board, he quibbled with a cold face: "It's that this kitchen knife is too blunt and not easy to use." ”