Chapter 112: What's Buried Under the Noodles? (c)

Pei's Mansion is in the mountain of Qingshan Town.

The torches illuminated the road in front, and the back was endless pitch black, and there was the sound of mountain wind and water flowing in the ears, and the temperature seemed to be lower than outside.

"Just ahead, just turn a corner."

There was light ahead, and I could vaguely see the house.

"My lord, watch your step."

Xie Fang carried an oil lamp in front, and turned back from time to time to remind Zhao Yin to light the way.

Shi Yong felt cold, pulled off her clothes, and a drop of night dew dripped down from the treetops, and the coldness fell into her collar.

"Sss She shuddered reflexively.

Zhao Yin's hands tightened, "What's wrong?" ”

Shi Yong was agitated by the cold water droplets, and then looked at Pei Fu in the darkness in front of him.

It's too quiet.

How terrible is it that such a large mansion has been uninhabited for a long time?

"It's here. It's here. ”

The clansmen were beaming with joy and hugged Zhao Yin and others.

There were also some relatives of the clan waiting at the door, all of whom came to see the officials in Beijing.

Behind them, the eaves and buckets, the plaque of "Pei Mansion" walks the dragon and snake, and the style of a large family. When I looked at the corner of the courtyard wall, it seemed that it had just been demolished and built with wood, and it had not yet had time to be repaired, and it was not clear in the night, and I did not know what the situation was.

Before they could ask, one of the old men of the clan spoke.

"Da Lang returned to his hometown that year to do your parents' funeral and left in a hurry, and in the past few years, neither of your brothers has returned. Such a big mansion is taken care of by your uncle. Your two families are next door, your uncle's family is prosperous, and this year he has added a grandson, and he is becoming more and more unable to live, and his uncle is also old, and it is inconvenient to come and go, so he is ready to open the courtyard wall, and live on both sides, so that it is easy to take care of. ”

Shi Yong looked next door to the old man.

On that side are low houses.

Rich and poor are known at a glance.

smashed the courtyard wall and surrounded the two families together, isn't it equivalent to the people of his uncle's family, ready to live directly in Pei's mansion?

This uncle and Pei Fu's father, grandfather generation are uncles and brothers.

After listening to the old man's words, the old man also stood up and said with an embarrassed face: "Erlang, a few days ago, I sent someone to send a letter to Jingshi, and I told you about this, I don't know if you have received it Erlang?" ”

Zhao Yin: "No." ”

The uncle's face was flushed, "It's nothing, it's the same now." At the moment, we have only smashed the courtyard wall, if you refuse, I will go back and let people build it back as usual. ”

Zhao Yin said "um" again,

I don't know if I am willing or not.

The atmosphere fell into a brief pause.

After a moment, the old man walked to the front and pushed open the door.

"Don't be out there, go in and say, go in and talk."

"Erlang, when I learned that you were going back to your hometown, your aunt had already swept the room out. Hurry up and take a look, but what is still missing, what is short, so that your aunt can hurry up and buy it. ”

Zhao Yin didn't say a word, opened the corner of his robe and stepped into the threshold, and walked into the courtyard.

Pei Fu's family is not prosperous, but there are really a lot of people in the Pei family.

In the courtyard, a group of men, women, and children dressed in various costumes, about twenty people, followed and grinned at them.

"It's been a few years, and I've finally seen what Erlang looks like."

"The old Pei family is a beautiful man, and Erlang is a little more handsome than her eldest man."

"yes. The ancestor is manifested, handsome and capable, which can be regarded as the face of Lao Pei's family. ”

"Little Peach, call the second uncle."

"Huzi, why don't you go and serve tea to the second uncle."

Everyone in the clan knows that this Pei Er is a great official in Beijing, and they all come up to mix up with each other, and they will see if there is a chance to get a good errand in the future.

However, as soon as Zhao Yin and the others entered the hall, Xie Fang and Zhu Jiu were like two door gods blocking the left and right, with a horizontal waist knife, not allowing people to enter.

"It's late at night, our wife is tired, and you relatives will come to see you tomorrow."

A group of people put their hot faces on their cold buttocks, and their faces were extremely ugly, but Pei Fu brought back so many soldiers, and there were fierce guards at the door, what could they do if they complained?

The old man came over to play a round.

Coaxed and persuaded, the person finally finished.

The uncle and aunt said goodbye and went next door, Zhao Yin also went out, and Shi Yong finally cleared up.

After a day of trouble, she quickly changed her clothes, washed her face, and began to arrange a place for several children to live.

Zhao Yunzhen is now a little scholar, but Lizi is still pretending to be a tsundere prince. Limited by his identity, he is small and ignored wherever he goes, the little guy has already been resentful, and the freshness of coming out of the capital is gone, and the whole person slumps on the main seat with a resentful face.

"I want to eat osmanthus cake."

Shi Yong glanced at him, "No." ”

"Mung bean crisp."

"Nope."

"Pea yellow. This should be there, right? ”

Zhao Yunzhen's eyes widened, looking incredulous.

He didn't ask for food as he usually needed in the palace, and he didn't? Seeing that Shi Yong pursed his lips and did not speak, he looked at himself indifferently, he thought that he had followed him, and sat back with a weak heart, waving his hand impatiently.

"Okay. See what's there, get me something to eat. ”

It's late at night, and the cold pot is cold and the stove is cold, how can there be food?

Shi Yong said: "Why don't you let Uncle Ayin come back to pick you up for dinner?" ”

"Wow!"

Zhao Yunzhen straightened up excitedly, and looked at Shi Yong looking at himself motionlessly, with a smile that clearly determined that Uncle Ah Yin would not come back, and she didn't really want him to go, and suddenly understood that she was saying the opposite.

"Humph!"

Zhao Yunzhen was displeased.

"Don't go. But I'm hungry. You can't leave me alone when I'm hungry, can you? ”

What a troublesome little man.

If you lose your temper, no one can afford to provoke it.

"Shall I go cook?"

Eight-year-old Diao Chunxiu's clean-washed little face has a maturity that ordinary children do not have, and she speaks carefully, for fear of offending nobles. On the way from Pingliang to Qingshan, Zhao Yunzhen has been sleeping heavily, but she has not closed her eyes for a while, and has been sitting in a regular manner, not asking, not speaking, and not daring to be squeamish at all.

Speaking suddenly, the whole person was a little smart.

Shi Yong smiled and asked her, "Do you know how to cook?" ”

Chunxiu nodded, "Yes." ”

At such a young age, he has already tasted the warmth and coldness of the world.

Shi Yong looked at her curiously, "Then what will you do?" ”

Diao Chunxiu's eyes lit up, "I will do anything." But what does it look like in the stove? ”

After thinking about it, he pursed his mouth again, "It's such a night, Madame may not be able to wait." Shall I make a noodle for Madame? Madame, would you like to try it? ”

Shi Yong glanced at Zhao Yunzhen, who was slumped in the chair and sulking.

"Good. Then make a bowl of noodles. ”

Pei's previous subordinates have long been dismissed, and these people brought back by Zhao Yin, except for the soldiers, only have a girl in Xianyi, and it is good to dance with a knife and sword in Xianyi, but it is not good to cook. Now that Chunxiu volunteered, Shi Yong really wanted to see if the little girl really would.

Will order something, and survive in this world.

She waited in the hall, and only asked Xian Yi to take her there, and then she didn't care.

Diao Chunxiu lit a fire and boiled water, went to the uncle's house next door to get noodles and eggs, and by the way, pulled a handful of shallots on his head outside the courtyard, fried the eggs, fried them in oil, cut them into fine pieces, and waited for the noodles to get out of the pot and sprinkle them on top.

Smell it, it's really fragrant.

It was not easy for her to make these with only the ingredients she had.

Shi Yong praised her greatly, and Chunxiu's shy little face became more and more smiling.

"Madam, I also raise chickens, ducks, pigweed, pick firewood and dig weeds, I know which mushrooms are poisonous and which are not, I know at a glance. I can also wash my wife's clothes and boil water, I can do anything......"

Desperately talking about their strengths,

It's the fear of being abandoned.

"Good boy. It's amazing. ”

Shi Yong touched her head and brought the noodles to Zhao Yunzhen, but he didn't expect to be disliked.

The little prince glanced at it and turned his head away.

"Don't eat. What a broken face, take it away. ”

This stinky temper is really amazing. If he was his own child, Shi Yong would have to clean up well. However, not only is he not her child, but he is also the most uncontrollable child in the world.

"I'm angry if you do this again."

Zhao Yunzhen turned his head to look at him, his eyes were dark.

"If you are angry, you are angry, but what if you are angry?"

Awesome. I asked her, and I couldn't do anything to be angry.

Shi Yong snorted heavily.

"Okay. You don't eat it, do you? I'll eat, and when I'm gone, then there's no more, don't regret it. ”

Zhao Yunzhen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, snorted, and twisted his face.

The noodles were filled with a large bowl, a big bowl full of them, Shi Yong picked up the chopsticks, glanced at Zhao Yunzhen, slowly picked up the noodles, and made a gesture to eat.

However, before she could pick the chopsticks, her hand stopped.

"You buried the eggs?"

She looked up and asked Diao Chunxiu.

Chunxiu shook her head, "No." ”

No? Shi Yong looked at this bowl of clear soup noodles with nothing but egg foam and shallots, and suddenly felt a little strange in his heart.

Lowering her head, she picked the noodles with a solemn face, picking out what was buried inside.

"What is this?"

Shi Yong's surprised voice attracted Zhao Yunzhen.

The little guy leaned over and said, "Meat?" ”

Xian Yi also stretched out her head to take a look, and suddenly exclaimed.

"Tongue!"

It was a tongue, not cooked, and there was no blood to see, Shi Yong looked at it, her stomach suddenly spasmed, and an intuition from the senses quickly took over her consciousness,

"It's the tongue of man."