Kaifeng outer city, the junction of Yujie and Hengjie, in the courtyard of Guozixue.

Zheng Jiancheng, the Guozijian of the country, saw Zeng Shilang's rice grain brought in by the three mule carts, and his heart was overjoyed.

When the catastrophe came, Zheng Jiancheng was indeed more worried about Guozixue than Taixue. It's all under their own control, and the son of the country learns to die personally, which is very different from the Taixue death individual.

Guozi School is the son of a Beijing official, the baby bump in the family, the young masters originally had a family house in Kaifeng, and rarely stayed in the school in the past. But on the contrary, this time the government examination list has just been released, and the noble son, who has done well in the exam, is full of enthusiasm and invites guests around, and there are many high-class wine shops next to Guozi School, and they naturally go back to school when they drink late. Those who didn't do well in the exam were even more reluctant to go home to see Grandpa's depressed face, so they also stayed in school. As a result, it is just in time for the autumn flood of the Chung Yeung Festival.

On the evening of the second day, Zheng Jiancheng came down from the roof of his house and waded through stagnant water to Guozixue to inspect.

The warden's breath was panting.

first said that there was no one dead, and then said that one was lost, and then the one who was lost was actually Zeng Shuxiang's young son, and finally said that Zeng Shilang, who went out to save his relatives, heard that he was found by his brother with the forbidden army, well, when he found it, it was in the tree, not in the water, great goodness, great goodness.

Zheng Jiancheng was so shocked by him that he almost wanted to kick him.

But in the end, all the sons of Shangguan must have an end, and God will take care of his official career as a Zheng supervisor, otherwise, the prince of the country will not be allowed to pull him on his back.

Today, seeing Zeng Wei, not only was he in good spirits, but he also came over with the rice and grain in the house, and a stone in Zheng Jiancheng's heart fell to the ground completely.

"Shiro is really a model of the Sheng Dynasty's scholars, you see, everyone else has gone back to the house, and Shiro has come back to learn."

"Zheng Jiancheng, the dynasty spends money on rice and grain on weekdays, and under natural disasters, how can the soldiers stand by and watch?"

"What Shiro said is that Prime Minister Zeng's mansion is really clean. Alas, the grain and wheat of Guozixue are not known where they have been washed away, thank you for these rice grains. There is no shortage of money in the school's account, but I heard that the granaries outside Dongsumen are soaked in water, and the Changping position in Gyeonggi does not know what the situation is. In these days, it is difficult to get rice even with money. Old man, I'm going to Taixue to borrow rice. ”

"Go to Taixue to borrow rice?"

"Cai Xuezheng, who is too learned, can be regarded as a scholar under the control of the old man, but he is very strict in governing the hospital, although the rice and grain are soaked in water, they have not been washed away."

"Oh, so. Zheng Jiancheng worked too hard, you might as well rest, the student and Cai Xuezheng, there is a little friendship, in Taixue also has a few acquaintances in the same year, now it is just time to go to Taixue to have a look. This is the mother's foster mother, Qinghe, and she will instruct the servants to help the prison count and store rice grain. ”

Qinghe on the side, in the car when he came, he had heard Zeng Wei say the reason, and at this time, he understood Shiro's thoughts about going to Taixue, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute Zheng Jian Cheng, Yin Yin said: "These little guys in my family are extremely capable, if there is any strength to clear the dredging and removing obstacles in the prison school, just tell us." ”

……

Taixue and Guozixue are only separated by half a mile.

When Zeng Wei stepped into the courtyard of Taixue, his eyes lit up.

In the courtyard, the fair woman standing in front of an open-air pot stove is not his joy!

It's just that she was surrounded by people, her brother, her aunts and uncles, and three or four men, young and old.

After a night of flooding, Cai Yingwen seems to have introduced Zeng Wei as a colleague in the love field and a confidant of the next generation, but Cai Yingwen was not surprised to see that this infatuation similar to his own painting style suddenly appeared.

He took the initiative to welcome Zeng Wei over.

"Cai Xuezheng, I just went to Guozi School, and Zheng Xuejian couldn't get out, so he asked me to come over for him to take a look, if Xuezheng needs it, just tell me."

The corners of Cai Yingwen's mouth twitched slightly, and she punned on it: "It's time to take a look." ”

He also introduced Chen Hao, Chen Dong brothers and others to the surrounding Zeng family Shilang, a student of Guozi School.

When everyone was greeting, Shen Fuzhi quietly glanced at his niece, and saw Yao Huan stirring the wooden spoon in the pot with his head sullen, without saying a word.

She went to look at Zeng Wei again, and the gaze of the man here, hehe, was also very different from the past, and she threw herself at her niece openly, and suddenly found that when her elder aunt looked at her, she only smiled generously.

Shen Fuzhi cheered in his heart: Okay, I, Shen Er, like such a frank and straightforward temperament.

She has always been disgusted with dignified men but flies and dogs. Moreover, she thinks that she is the closest blood elder to Yao Huan in this world, Zeng Shilang's mind does not shy away from her, she naturally feels quite agreeable.

Shen Fuzhi then greeted Zeng Wei with an elderly woman's proportionate warmth: "Shilang, do you want to drink a bowl of hot porridge?" ”

"Okay, I'm hungry."

Zeng Wei smiled gently and paced to Yao Huan's side: "Try Yao Niangzi's craftsmanship." ”

After looking at it, he said curiously: "There are a lot of things in this porridge." ”

In a very short cutscene, Yao Huan listened to Shen Fuzhi's disobedience, and knew that her aunt gave her the right to speak. On the night of the escape, her aunt asked her some thoughtful words, Yao Huan finally made an honest heart, and her aunt's attitude of surprise and then joy gave her the courage to welcome changes.

At this moment, everyone was watching and eating melons in a circle.

Oh no, eat porridge.

She can't be clean with him for a while, and talking about eating is a good way to resolve the embarrassment and crampedness.

"Zeng Gongzi, some dried fruits such as red dates and longan are added to the porridge, the hot porridge warms the stomach, but it is not too hungry, and the sweet fruits are more satisfying."

After that, he picked up a bowl and handed it to Zeng Wei, and then added another bowl to each of the others.

The solar term has passed the frost, and the sun of Shen Shi is hovering by the clouds, and it can't sow a little heat.

When everyone's faces and hands were blown cold by the autumn wind, they held this raw sweet porridge and drank it in one gulp, their faces were not stiff, their hands were not cold, and the warmth in their stomachs was baked for a while.

Zeng Wei said softly to Yao Huan: "This porridge reminds me of the Laba porridge that Xianglan (i.e., Xiangguo Temple) gave to the believers and tourists in the temple on the eighth day of the lunar month, but the Laba porridge is a salty porridge with walnuts and mushrooms, which is not as sweet and mellow as your fruit porridge." ”

Ha, it turns out that Laba porridge was originally salty?

Yao Huan lived in the free shipping area in his previous life, although the modern world also retains traditional customs, whether it is Laba porridge served in the company, or colleagues talk about Laba porridge at home, it is all sweet.

Should tofu brain be sweet or salty? Should gnocchi be sweet or salty? Should laba porridge be sweet or salty?

There is really no point in arguing about it.

People who love food from the bottom of their hearts never set limits on how to make food. Even if there is a preference for personal taste, it will never disdain other people's eating habits.

In this compartment, Zeng Wei's words were still there, and Yao Ruzhou had already picked up childishly: "The fourth uncle is right, I also feel that the sweet porridge made by my sister is delicious." ”

Yao Ruzhou had to be picked up by Zeng Wei that night, and he escaped death, and he was almost held in his arms on the big elm tree, only to feel that since the death of his father, he was blessed by an adult man for the first time, and he didn't know how to be close to this fairy uncle.

Zeng Wei touched his head, but he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, what the hell are you a little fart, your sister has changed her name to me Zeng Gongzi, and her aunt has also changed to "Shiro", you still wish everyone didn't know the seniority of that Laoshizi.

Zeng Wei drank all the porridge, only to realize that it was a little strange, just came in, obviously saw Taixue cooking smoke coming out, the stove can be used, what are they doing cooking porridge in the open air?

"Cai Xuezheng, why are you building a stove here?"

Cai Yingwen said frankly: "Huan'er and a few students want to go out to give porridge. ”