In August, Jiangnan is still very hot, and the coolness of the morning will soon turn into a hot wave in the rising sun.

In a small building in the Jiangnan Water Pavilion with light gauze curtains, there is a soft bed woven of bamboo and rattan, and at this time there is a beautiful fairy-like beauty sleeping quietly on the bamboo bed.

Perhaps the sound of gurgling water downstairs disturbed the fairy's dream, and the beautiful woman on the soft bed gently shook her long eyelashes and slowly opened a pair of eyes as clear as a spring.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and a girl in a gauze skirt walked in, and gently opened her lips to "Miss, are you awake?" Don't sleep anymore? Don't be tired of playing all the way these days. ”

"Lian'er, what time is it?" Murong Feng asked in a daze.

"It's a quarter past seven, miss." Lian'er replied while serving Murong Feng to get up.

"Uh, where's my mother?" Murong Feng really couldn't lift his arm, so he let Lian'er dress up on him.

"Madame has already taken a few young masters and young ladies to the Lingyin Ancient Temple in Yuhang to burn incense." Lian'er served Murong Feng to change her clothes, helped her sit on the embroidery pier, and replied.

"Mother, does she still have the strength to burn incense? This physical fitness is even better than my perennial martial arts practice! Murong Feng rubbed his sore legs, feeling as if his whole body was about to fall apart, mainly because he was tired. After all, climbing several famous mountains and rivers for a few days in a row will not be able to stand it. Count the dayToday should be three days before my birthday, and I haven't had time to play anymore since I raised my level to level 5 in the game that day. Because my mother came back, and as soon as she came back, she didn't stop, so she took her all the way south to play the next day, and came to Gusu's grandmother's house.

Then my mother suddenly decided on a whim to hold her birthday party at her grandmother's house, saying that she wanted to take this opportunity to share the joy of family with her grandmother and grandfather. The father is busy with the family business, the eldest brother is busy taking care of the company, and the second brother is busy struggling in the game, so the father and the two brothers will come to their grandmother's house on their birthdays to celebrate their birthdays. I don't even have the right to protest about this, and I don't have anything to protest about, because no matter where I hold a birthday party, it's the same for me. As long as mom doesn't make any more moths!

As for the young master and Miss Cousin in Lian'er's mouth, they are several bear children of her aunt's family, the oldest is 17 years old, and the youngest is 11 years old, which is the most noisy age. I am a human being in two lives, and my actual age and self-cultivation and quiet temperament in this life really can't play with those bear children, so after having a reunion dinner with my grandparents and a large family yesterday, I rested early on the grounds of fatigue and fatigue.

However, when I think of the burning eyes of those bear children looking at me, it is estimated that some of them have suffered in the past few days

Lian'er brought a few plates of delicious side dishes with fragrant rice porridge as usual, and it can be seen from here that the food in the south of the Yangtze River is indeed more delicate and fragrant than the food in the north in terms of appearance and taste, with a hint of the unique soft and sweet charm of the Jiangnan water town.

Murong Feng had just finished his exquisite breakfast when he heard the sound of footsteps on the stone-paved path outside the attic. Then the tulle door curtain was opened and an old woman in plain clothes walked in, Murong Feng saw it, and hurriedly stepped forward to help, and said with a smile: "Grandma, why are you here." ”

"Look at my precious granddaughter, of course." Grandma looked at Murong Feng's delicate face, showed a loving smile, patted her little hand holding her, and said kindly, "I remember the last time I saw my good granddaughter, you were still in swaddling clothes, and you were cute and tight." How big has he grown this time, and I don't know if the kid in that family has this blessing. ”

Murong Feng turned his head helplessly and crooked his mouth, talking to the old man was speechless, basically three sentences without leaving this kind of thing. After all, in the eyes of the elderly, weddings, funerals, and weddings are the top priority, and caring about the marriage of children and grandchildren is the favorite topic of the elderly. If it weren't for the fact that his marriage was determined by his grandfather, maybe this sturdy grandmother would have already begun to look for her grandson-in-law

Then Murong Feng took his grandmother around the unique cloister pavilion in the small courtyard of the Jiangnan landscape, talking and laughing along the way, with his rich life experience, Murong Feng could easily make his grandmother laugh. Then the two sat down in a lake pavilion to rest, and Lian'er lightly served tea and pastries before stepping aside.

Murong Feng glanced down and found that it was not the tip of the hair that he often drank, but the jasmine tea that exuded a rich aroma and a bright yellow-green color. Maybe it was because she hesitated when she saw her granddaughter, but her grandmother smiled and said, "Feng'er, try it, this is a special Longjing jasmine tea made by an old craftsman in the family, and it is the most suitable for the girl's family to drink it for a long time." ”

Murong Feng smiled reservedly, then picked up the white jade porcelain bowl and sniffed it gently, and suddenly felt the fragrance. Then he took a sip elegantly, and as soon as he entered the warm tea, Murong Feng only felt that the tea was fresh and refreshing, with a long aftertaste, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, "It's delicious!" ”

"Just take a few more bites of the delicious taste, and these pastries." Grandma spoiled with a smile on her face, "You can't eat these good things in the north when the weather is dry, they are all special pastries in our Jiangnan area, come, try this hibiscus cake first, and this cloud cake." This mung bean cold cake is the most suitable for summer to eat, not only delicious, but also to relieve the heat. Feng'er this time you rarely come to visit, just stay longer, wait until the Mid-Autumn Festival osmanthus blooms, grandma personally make you osmanthus cake, this is your mother's favorite pastry when she was a child. ”

Murong Feng held the tea bowl, listened to it with a straight face, looked at seven or eight exquisite pastries, and suddenly felt a panic in his stomach, so he cried and laughed, "Grandma, my grandson just finished eating breakfast, let's save these pastries for lunch." ”

Grandma slapped her forehead and laughed, "It's grandma who is confused." Then he beckoned to Lian'er and told her to remove these pastries so that they would not be eaten by insects and flies.

"Feng'er, my grandmother's family doesn't have a family background as big as my in-laws' family, and I can't give you anything good." Grandma held Murong Feng's little hand and patted it gently, "When your mother was pregnant with you, your grandfather and I were thinking about preparing a special gift for you, and this gift has been prepared for more than ten years. Grandma didn't know if she would live until you left the cabinet, so she discussed it with your grandfather and decided to make it a birthday gift from your grandparents. ”

Murong Feng had mixed feelings in his heart, but he could only comfort the old man with his words, and then hugged his grandmother and led her to the backyard under an osmanthus tree. At the behest of my grandmother, the old servants carefully dug up a very flat piece of land under the tree, and then dug out the three sealed jars with red and black glazes one by one.

"This is?!" Murong Feng was stunned, but he didn't expect that the mysterious birthday gift given to him by his grandmother was actually three jars of wine.

Grandma patted her little hand and said lovingly, "Feng'er, this wine has a lot to say, when your mother came out of the pavilion, she also received three altars." However, my in-laws don't have this tradition, so I have to save it for you by my grandmother's family. Grandma said while holding a white silk cloth to wipe off the soil on the wine jar, Murong Feng wanted to come forward to help, but was stopped by her, only to hear her tell the story, "This wine is called 'Daughter Hong', it was brewed when you came to this world and let out the first cry, each jar of wine is made from one acre of good glutinous grain, and then carefully sealed the jar and buried it deep under this osmanthus tree." ”

"When it's okay, your grandfather and I will go to this osmanthus tree to step a few feet, by the way, think about how old the good Feng'er has grown, this every time you come to step on a few feet, it seems that your heart is also more steady, in recent years, your grandfather's legs and feet are not good, and often do not forget to remember this, let grandma come and step on a few more feet. It is often said that when Feng'er gets married, he will use this wine as a wedding gift and send it to her husband's house. According to the rules, the first three bowls of wine scooped out of the altar are presented to the daughter's father-in-law, biological father and husband, respectively, to pray for a long life and good health and prosperity for the family. This is our area, and the tradition of a lifetime of female babies must make their daughter's wine. ”

"Feng'er, why are you crying? Don't you like the gift your grandmother gave you? ”

"Why, it's just the sand blowing into the eyes. Grandma, this is the best gift Feng'er has received in her life! Murong Feng kept wiping his eyes, but the tears were wiping more and more, and finally he couldn't hold back anymore, and threw himself directly into his grandmother's arms and sobbed softly.

Murong Feng had never drunk much alcohol in his life, and he only bought drunk in his previous life to anesthetize himself, so he couldn't tell the difference between good and bad wine. But at this moment, in her opinion, these three jars of daughter red are the most precious wine in the world.

After sending his grandmother away, Murong Feng sat in the pavilion with red eyes, looking at the three jars of oily wine that had been wiped stupidly.

Lian'er saw that the young lady had been sitting for a long time, and she hadn't seen her move, for fear that she would hurt her body too deeply, so she stepped forward lightly and asked softly, "Miss, do you want to open a jar to taste?" ”

Murong Feng came back to his senses when he heard this, then shook his head and sighed, "I am not qualified to drink this wine now, so keep it carefully first, don't let others touch it." ”

"Yes, Miss!" Lian'er lightly collected the wine jar one by one. Then he returned to Murong Feng with a few delicate pastries and asked, "Miss, the old lady just sent someone to ask, Miss has anything to eat at noon, let the kitchen make it." ”

Murong Feng pursed his lips, then smiled bitterly again, "Now I'm still in the mood to eat, just let them do some as usual." ”

"Yes, miss." Lian'er went back to send the messenger away, and then returned to Murong Feng, who was secretly hurting herself, to accompany her.

"Lian'er, what do you think I should do?" After a long time, Murong Feng whispered.

Lian'er blinked, it was really difficult for her to ask her this question. He replied uncertainly, "Miss, since the old lady gave you a gift, why don't you also give the old lady a gift?" ”

Murong Feng smiled bitterly, "But the gift that grandma wants most is alas, forget it, I don't understand it when I tell you." ”

Lian'er pursed her lips and said, "Lian'er doesn't understand, but she still knows the idiom that courtesy is light and affection is heavy." Miss, Lian'er believes that no matter what gift you give to the old lady, the old lady will be very happy. ”

Murong Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and his depressed heart suddenly brightened. That's right! I didn't think of that. It's really difficult for grandma to meet her expectations, but you can compensate for it in other ways!

"What should I give my grandmother as a gift?" As soon as this heart knot was opened, Murong Feng's thoughts immediately surged, and he circled back and forth around the stone table in the pavilion, making Lian'er dizzy.

"Miss, don't turn around again, beware of tripping under your feet."

"Lian'er, what do you think I'll give to my grandmother?" Murong Feng jumped up to Lian'er and asked earnestly.

How could Lian'er understand this, and she was confused, "Of course, the gift made by Miss herself is the best, the gift given to you by the old lady is the wine brewed by herself, Miss or do you also brew altar wine for the old lady?" ”

Murong Feng suddenly cried and laughed, "Silly girl, the older the wine, the more fragrant it is, and good wine needs more than ten years of aging, do you think grandma and her old man are in a hurry?" Three days! Three days at most, I plan to give my own handmade gifts to my grandparents at my birthday party in three days' time. ”

"But miss, you can't do anything but sword dance! Could it be that you want to perform a sword dance in front of a banquet? Miss, this is absolutely unacceptable, Madame will definitely go crazy! ”

Murong Feng was suddenly amused, tugging at her little face, and was angry, "You little girl, can you not say how straightforward it is, why do you call me nothing but sword dancing?" ”

Lian'er pouted and asked, "Then what else will you do, Miss?" ”

This question really stopped Murong Feng, he seemed to really have no other talent except sword dancing, although he practiced piano, chess, calligraphy and painting every day, he could only entertain himself, and it would be embarrassing to take it out

As for other delicate crafts? It seems that all that is left is battlefield fighting

But as long as I think of my life of performing and beating more than a dozen big men with my bare hands, I can't take care of myself

This one definitely won't work! If you really do this, not only your mother will go crazy, but even your grandmother will go crazy!

Sing? I have a good voice in this life, but I have never been exposed to this way in my two lives.

Cooking? This seems to have a bit of a foundation, anyway, in the last life, we were also pioneers in the dark cuisine world, and I still remember dozens of various wilderness survival recipes

Murong Feng felt that he was about to go crazy! Thinking about it, in this life, it is really as Lian'er said, except for sword dancing, there is no decent talent that can be used.

Murong Feng sat on the stone bench dejectedly, secretly sad, Lian'er stepped forward to comfort her, "Miss, why bother, you have been smart since you were a child, even if you are not good at any special talents, but you spend three days to specialize in a talent, just to achieve it quickly, even if you learn to cook a dish, play a tune, and sing a song, it must have an unexpected effect." ”

Murong Feng looked at the delicate pastries on the stone table, his eyes suddenly lit up, he suddenly got up, and said happily: "Lian'er, you are right, I don't believe in learning to make a pastry or a dish in three days." Walk! Let's look for masters to learn. ”

Lian'er hurriedly grabbed Murong Feng and asked, "Miss, where are we going?" The kitchen is on the other side! ”

"Let's not go to the kitchen, I'm going to surprise my grandparents, don't let others know in advance, let's go to the game to find a master to learn how to cook!" Murong Feng's mind flashed the fat chef's round figure, and his face was suddenly full of smiles.

"But Miss, the game pod is still at home," Lian'er reminded softly.

Murong Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he was extremely domineering, "Send a message to the eldest brother, limit him to one hour, no, send me a game cabin within half an hour, otherwise the sister-in-law's affairs will not want me to say a few kind words for him in front of the ancestor." ”

Lian'er's face was suddenly covered with black lines