If it was a vague familiarity before, now it is seven or eight points of certainty, and there are two points of uncertainty and confusion.

Yes, confused. It's been seven years, I haven't seen her for seven years, she is no longer the little thirteen she was back then, and he may have grown old, in the years when Jiangnan was swimming in the mist.

Now I think about it, the spring in the north is warm, and the old people in the south are returning. But he didn't recognize him when he returned, whether the old people have been wasted in endless sorrow, it is better not to see each other.

Cheng Yingyu didn't understand.

When he left Cheng's Mansion without saying a word, it was she who climbed to the top of the impregnable horse wall of the other mansion, waved her little short hand, and called him away in a hoarse voice.

She didn't know if he hadn't looked back. Anyway, her last sight was the wheels of the carriage, and he didn't even lift the curtain.

Then she was dragged down by a large group of minions and guards in the Cheng Mansion. Grizzled, without saying a word, he sat in the mud and cried.

When I asked her what she was crying about, she didn't say anything, but it got a big deal.

The thirteen girls of the dignified General's Mansion climbed the wall without rules. Her father, the general, personally came to the other mansion to train her, and then sent a teaching grandmother, and "Women's Training" and "Women's Rules" were copied very well.

That was the first time she didn't pay attention to the rules when she was still Cheng Thirteen, and it was also the last time she didn't pay attention to the rules.

Soon after, at the age of twelve, she became the bride of the emperor, and she never saw him again, until today, the sea has become a mulberry field, and the valley has descended into a lake.

Cheng Ying's heart was like a scale, and suddenly it fell.

In the past, I went back, and the willows followed. Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling. Can you really think about it, I'm afraid that the day of the past will be doomed to never be me again.

Cheng Yingyu covered her eyes, her hair was hot, but no tears flowed, she wouldn't cry anymore, after the man in the bright yellow robe left her.

"Did I think too much, you just went to Beijing as a courtier, ordinary to report on work, and then left. Seeing me again was nothing but an accident. Cheng Ying smiled self-deprecatingly.

It's been seven years, she can't find a reason, he can say goodbye to the beauty of Jiangnan for her, and he can't find a reason, he still has the mood of the year, and responds to her with a smile, when Xiao Thirteen grows up.

It was when she was a child and she asked him over and over again when he would leave and when he would return, and he answered firmly over and over again.

"Little Thirteen, you've grown up." Cheng Ying smiled in a trance, and looked at the wisteria flower clenched in his palm, which he gave her, and it had withered.

"Well, you did grow up." Suddenly, a male voice came from the courtyard.

Cheng Ying was slightly shocked. Collected his thoughts, vigilantly followed the prestige, he was a person who entered the yard at some point, coarse cloth clothes, thirty but thirty, the light at the bottom of his eyes was terrifying, obviously a practitioner.

"You're his...... Isn't it, the coachman of the head of the house? Cheng Yingyu recognized the appearance of the comer, although he was a good sword player, his eyebrows and eyes were strangely delicate.

"Coachman? Oh, you can do that. The visitor snorted and laughed, and then seemed to be unable to hold back, adding, "My name is ...... Su Qian. The Su of the perilla, the thousand of the hundred. ”

Then, the man who called Su Qian was a little nervous, staring closely at Cheng Ying's reaction.

"Su ...... Heroes? Knight-errant? Or a helper? Cheng Ying blinked, trying to find the right words, thinking that Su Qian was dissatisfied with her title.

The light in Su Qian's eyes was extinguished. The tone was a little unstable: "That's it, it's good that you don't remember anything, it's that I shouldn't have disobeyed my sister's instructions and wanted to give it a try." ”

Cheng Yingyu couldn't find anything anymore. Tentatively: "Su Zhuangshi? The indoctrination hall is shabby, I'm afraid that I will snub you, if you don't dislike it, do you want to come in and have a cup of hot tea? ”

"Just call me Su Qian. I'm not yet thirty, so I don't have to be so old-fashioned. Su Qian took a deep breath and changed to a faint smile, "You don't need to drink tea." I'm just selfish, and I want to come and see you on the way. ”

Cheng Yingyu's memory spun up again: "Okay, Su Qian...... Where have we met? ”

She always felt that she was really old, she always looked like an old friend reunited after a long absence, but she was like a confused worm, and she had no impression at all.

At this moment, thinking that this Su Qian was the person who was following him, she automatically searched for her memories from her childhood, but it was strange, and she couldn't find any fragments.

"You're following him. Is it because I was too young back then, and I forgot about some things and laughed and laughed. Cheng Ying was ashamed, Yifu, "If that's the case, Cheng Thirteen can't help it." It's in vain that you're worried. ”

Su Qian smiled, the kind of gentleness that looked at his own children, helplessly and with disgust: "That's it." Back then, you were really small, I remember it best, I can't remember, I just came to see you, it's really changed, I didn't recognize it at first sight. ”

For some reason, even if it was the first time they met, Cheng Yingyu also felt that talking to him had a particularly comfortable feeling, everything was natural and bright, and some people could talk for a long time.

It's like a spring breeze blowing in the lost world, and you can see the light of day no matter how you wander.

"Am I changing? So what kind of Cheng 13 do you know? Cheng Ying smiled, and asked casually, half-tentatively and half-curiously.

Unexpectedly, Su Qian's face turned cold, and he looked at his arm in a trance, and whispered: "Little ......"

Cheng Yingyu subconsciously glanced at his figure, thinking that Su Qian said that he was short, and said, "Anyway, don't mention this stubble, haven't you asked Su Qian that you came to see me today?" ”

"I brought you lotus cake." Su Qian carefully took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, handed it to Cheng Yingyu, and widened his eyes with a little expectation, "You...... Try. ”

Cheng Yingyu took it and opened it, there were a few pieces of fresh lotus cake, although the size was different, but as soon as it was imported, it melted in the mouth, and the fragrance of rice immediately spread in the five internal organs.

"It's delicious." Cheng Ying smiled and stuffed another piece into her mouth, she had also eaten lotus cakes in the major pastry shops in Shengjing, but they were not as good as this, although her appearance was not good, but it was the taste under the Qionghua tree in Tingtou, a water town.

Huaizuo Mingdu, Zhuxi Jiajia, ten miles of Qinhuai smoke and rain, according to the rare canopy boat shake and shake, shake to the black tile and white wall, the lady in blue coaxed the little girl, shaking her arm and humming softly.

Make cakes and dumplings. Who will eat? Do you want to eat Ah Niang, and Ah Niang Le Lang Nuo rides? Ah Niang Le Lang in the sky. Which Heng is going up? The gold and silver hairpins go up.

……

As if from a dream.

……

Su Qian's eyes lit up, and he scratched his head embarrassedly: "I made it myself." The new rice has been selected one by one, and the sieve has been sifted more than a dozen times, you used to like to eat the most, and I had to hide the cake after eating too much. ”

"I used to like to eat?" Cheng Ying's mind was confused again. The pastries are delicious and delicious, but there is nothing special, she likes to eat glutinous rice and eight treasure duck in the imperial palace, and she likes to eat ham and bamboo shoot soup in Chengfu.

I don't remember any lotus cake (Note 1).

exegesis

1. Lotus cake: Thanks to the clues provided by the small pillow of Suzhou and Hangzhou in the fan group, this time-honored Hangzhou pastry is introduced. In previous days, lotus cake was an important baby food. It is actually something that has been steamed with rice flour, and many children have no breast milk when they are young, so they grow up eating lotus cakes. Because there was no milk powder or anything at that time, there were few foods for babies to choose from, except for breast milk, they could only eat lotus cakes. And according to the little pillow, now children eat it, and I recommend the old Hangzhou store Jiang Nanchun. PS, welcome to Zhejiang and Hangzhou!