"Miss, the tea has been brewed, and the old man has made some osmanthus cakes, do you want to taste it?"

From the moment she entered the house, Ritsuko became a little absent-minded.

She was always staring at the letter in her hand, trying to find more information from the brown paper wrapped around the letter to tell her why the letter was sent to Wen Jinnian.

It's a pity that no matter how carefully Lizi translates it, he can only find a few simple words on it - "Wen Jinnian personally opened".

The handwriting is beautiful, very similar to Wen Jinnian, but it is completely different at the tip of the pen, probably the prime minister was also a gentle person in his bones.

"Where did the osmanthus come from this spring?" Ritsuko took off her shoes and asked a little nonchalantly.

"This morning, when I was packing up, I happened to find a jar of osmanthus candy made in the house of the ghost hunters last autumn, and I thought that I could just make some osmanthus cakes for the young lady as a snack."

The old woman looked kindly at Ritsuko holding the letter and walking behind her, but she still knelt down obediently beside her.

He stared at the letter again, as if his soul had been sucked in.

What was it about this letter that fascinated her so much......

"Osmanthus cake...... I remember that when my mother was very young, she liked to make me osmanthus cakes to eat, but after my father had an accident, I never seemed to have eaten the osmanthus cakes made by my mother. ”

Ritsuko's eyes looked at the tombstone in the courtyard, and there was a little loneliness between her eyebrows.

"If the young lady doesn't dislike it, would you like to try the osmanthus cake made by the old man?"

"It's okay, by what you said, I really want to eat osmanthus cake, it's really nostalgic."

Ritsuko put the letter in her hand on her lap and took the small plate that the old woman had picked up from the side.

Five or six pastries are neatly arranged.

Pick up a piece casually, and the sweet smell of osmanthus comes from the pavement.

Just one bite, the osmanthus cake seems to melt in the mouth in an instant, very sweet, and very similar to the taste in memory.

There is a small embankment that is about to be opened.

For some reason, Ritsuko felt a little sour in her nose, as if some warm liquid had crossed her cheeks.

"Yikes! Miss, what's wrong with you! Is osmanthus cake not delicious? If it's not delicious, you can just tell the old body, but don't cry! ”

The old woman just thought about bringing a cup of tea to Ritsuko, and saw that her tears were kept holding, and she was still holding half a piece of osmanthus cake in her hand.

Some anxiously took out a handkerchief, but her trembling hands gently wiped her tears.

"I'm sorry, Grandma, for making you smile." Ritsuko put the plate aside, turned her face sideways and squinted her eyes slightly, and wiped away the tears that were still in her eyes with her slender fingers, "The osmanthus cake is delicious, it's very similar to the osmanthus cake that my mother used to make for me, it's as sweet and fragrant as it gets, I like it very much." ”

"If only you liked it." The old woman finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when she saw Ritsuko crying, her heart seemed to be lifted for a moment, and this feeling was something she hadn't felt for a long time.

Cloud ghosts, there should be no so-called human feelings.

After getting along for a long time, I'm still afraid that it's because I don't do well that I'll make Ritsuko unhappy.

But at this moment, I can hear the word "like" from Ritsuko's mouth, which is as gentle as a spring breeze, which can soothe the world and the anxiety in the old woman's heart.

"Today's tea doesn't seem to be the same as usual."

"This is a new tea that I picked this year, and I think it's very delicious."

The soft sound of the porcelain cup and the cup holder colliding, sandwiched with the fragrance of tea, attracted people to indulge.

took another sip, "It's really good, just look at this teacup, is it also new?" ”

The peach petals that came from here were quietly swept into the air by the wind and fell on the letter.

"Don't you think that new tea with new tea can taste the unique fragrance of new tea?" The old woman smiled comfortably, such days are always leisurely and comfortable, if the days slow down, then pass slowly.

She even had the luxury of thinking about how good it would be if she could be like Miss, the same human being, only living such a dull life, and then dying plainly.

And now, it shouldn't be too bad, right?

It's just that why should I forget, the letter that I was a little curious about.

"Miss, this letter of yours is going to be sent to that Wen Gongzi?"

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