"Red Apricot Pavilion—" Feng Cheng read out these three words without hesitation, and curled his lips and smiled, "Remember, then I'll go to Red Apricot Pavilion to find Miss Du another day." ”

The woman's calm and indifferent expression finally changed at this moment.

Feng Jinxi was even more surprised: "Orange, Hongxing Pavilion is not a fat powder shop that you often visit." ”

"I know." Feng Cheng tugged at the corners of his lips indifferently, "Just now Miss Du said, Hongxing Pavilion is inconvenient for me to go, it is convenient for the third uncle to go, it is obviously not a place to sell rouge gouache." ”

"Then you're still talking nonsense!" In front of the woman, Feng Jinxi forcibly suppressed the urge to play his niece's brain.

Feng Cheng's face turned straight: "How can the third uncle snub his benefactor because of his identity?" ”

Feng Jinxi was choked.

Isn't it a bit too much to say that the benefactor is a benefactor?

It's just to help him pass a message to the little guy.

Thinking about it like this, Feng Jinxi looked at the woman again, and the heat in his heart dissipated a lot.

The Qinglou painting boats that can compete for a place in the Jinshui River are all famous, and it is naturally not easy for Du Rui to come out in the Red Apricot Pavilion.

She immediately noticed Feng Jinxi's subtle changes.

"Feng Gongzi and Ling's niece are too polite, that day was just a gesture, if Feng Gongzi keeps remembering, he will torture the slave family." Du Rui blessed her body and smiled lightly, "Today, the slave family has made an appointment, so I won't disturb Feng Gongzi and Ling's niece to play Yaxing." ”

Seeing Du Rui take the initiative to leave, Feng Jinxi's lips moved, and he subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to stay.

The eldest niece rolled her eyes and made him silently shut up.

Chasing the plain-clothed woman's curly figure and disappearing into the sea of red plum fragrance, Feng Cheng looked at Feng Jinxi.

"Ahem, Orange, didn't the third uncle deliberately lie to you that day, it's not that Miss Du's special identity and I think it's inappropriate to say it to you as a girl."

Feng Cheng walked aimlessly with the corner of his skirt on his face, smiling: "What did the third uncle say, I didn't blame you for talking nonsense." ”

Feng Jinxi: "......"

Although he is only two years older than Orange, he is an uncle anyway, so he is so faceless?

Striding to follow, Feng Jinxi felt that he still had to advise: "Orange, Hongxing Pavilion must not go." ”

If my father knew that Orange had gone to the Qinglou because he had gone to visit the green house, he would have killed him with the soles of his shoes.

Feng Cheng paused, looked at Feng Jinxi with a serious face: "Third uncle, don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who judges people by their identity and appearance, as long as it's someone you care about, I will have a good relationship with him." ”

Feng Jinxi was even more panicked when he heard this, but he could see that his niece's expression was obviously serious.

"Orange misunderstood, how could I care about a flower girl, it's purely because she helped and was grateful."

Feng Cheng frowned: "Third Uncle's words are not right, you broke your foot at that time, if no one spread the word, maybe your life would be in danger." In this way, people have a life-saving grace for you. ”

The corners of Feng Jinxi's mouth twitched slightly, and he waved his hand again and again: "I can't talk about it, I can't talk about it." ”

is to pass a word to him, how can it become a life-saving grace?

Seeing the eldest niece's disapproving look, Feng Jinxi's thinking became clearer and clearer: "At that time, there was Miss Du to help spread the word, which made me suffer a little less, if I hadn't met Miss Du, I would have gone to find it if I didn't see me back." Ahem, I just twisted my foot, not a broken leg and bleeding, where is my life in danger. ”

"I see." Feng Cheng smiled, "I'm still thinking about saving my life, does the third uncle want to make a personal promise." ”

Feng Jinxi couldn't help but pat her: "Where are these messy ideas?" ”

When I met a beautiful woman again, my eagerness to go to the Red Apricot Pavilion quietly dispersed.

Feng Cheng accepted it when he saw it, and said with a smile: "Third uncle, I'm hungry." ”

Feng Jinxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "The third uncle will take you to the Plum Blossom Nunnery for fasting." ”

There's no need to talk about flower girls with your niece.

"Has the third uncle ever eaten the rice of the Plum Blossom Nunnery?" Walking beside Feng Jinxi, Feng Cheng asked casually.

"I ate with my friends once, and it was last year."

"Is it delicious?"

Feng Jinxi recalled for a moment and nodded: "It's not bad." ”

When I arrived at the plum blossom hermitage while talking, I saw a few grass huts set up outside the door, and a few tourists sat and drank tea sporadically.

Feng Jinxi took Feng Cheng into the nunnery, donated incense to the sesame oil money, and was led into the outer hall by an old nun.

Compared to the cold outside, the hall was much warmer.

There were seven or eight tables in the spacious hall, two of which were already occupied.

After a short time, the vegetarian food was served, and it was an eleven or twelve-year-old little nun who served the food.

Feng Cheng used to go to a big temple like Wanfu Temple, and it was the first time he had seen such a small nun.

She couldn't help but look twice.

is a few years younger than the third sister, and it looks like it's just a child, born with clear eyebrows, white and delicate.

Sensing Feng Cheng's scrutiny, Xiao Ni lowered his eyes shyly: "The two donors use it slowly." ”

"Thank you." Feng Cheng smiled and thanked him.

Little Ni bowed and left silently.

Feng Jinxi coughed lightly: "Don't look at it, eat quickly." ”

Feng Cheng retracted his gaze and sighed with some emotion: "At such a young age, have you always been a vegetarian?" ”

Feng Jinxi couldn't cry or laugh: "People have been used to it since childhood. Hurry up and eat, play for a while and then go home. ”

There are four dishes on the table, a bowl of soup, of which a plate of red plum shrimp is the most eye-catching.

The shrimp that are fried just right and poured with sweet and sour sauce are garnished with plum blossoms, which is pleasing to the eye and mouth-watering.

While Feng Cheng thought it looked good, he asked uncertainly: "Plum blossoms can't be eaten, right?" ”

"It's made with thin noodles mixed with plum juice." Feng Jinxi took a pair of chopsticks and put the shrimp into Feng Cheng's bowl, "You taste what the shrimp is made of." ”

Feng Cheng picked up the shrimp and put it in his mouth to taste it, and said with a smile: "It's a kon, right?" ”

Feng Jinxi was a little bored: "It's so easy to guess?" ”

Feng Cheng smiled: "Third Uncle forgot, Wanfu Temple also has fast food, I have eaten it a few times, but this red plum shrimp is really amazing for Meihua Nunnery." ”

"This three-color vegetarian pill soup is also delicious." Feng Jinxi served soup to his niece again.

The uncle and nephew had a full meal and left satisfied.

Back at the late autumn residence, Feng Tao came over.

"Eldest sister, I heard that you and the third uncle went to enjoy the plum blossoms."

Feng Cheng nodded in acknowledgement.

"Isn't it fun?"

Facing his sister's sparkling eyes, Feng Cheng talked about the plum forest of Qianyun Mountain and the vegetarian food of the plum blossom hermitage, and Feng Tao was fascinated by it.

"Eldest sister, I also want to go to enjoy the plums, shall we go together?"

Feng Cheng thought for a while and said, "I'm going to the Eldest Princess's Mansion tomorrow, and then the New Year will be over immediately, and we'll go together when spring begins." ”

"That's a word, when the time comes, the two of us will go, without the third uncle."

With her sister nodding, Feng Tao left happily.

In the blink of an eye, it is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and Feng Cheng does not care about worshipping on the first day of the New Year, visiting relatives and friends, as a junior, he is waiting to collect the New Year's money.

With Bai Lu's exclamation, Miss Feng once again saw a pigeon that was trying to flutter under the claws of Laifu.