Xu Xianglin walked straight back to Xu's mansion, his expression was dull and unhappy along the way, he locked the door of the study, no matter how Sanjiu knocked on the door and called him, he just couldn't say a word. Feng Ziying motioned to Sanjiu Mo to be loud and annoying, let him be quiet, and she followed Ruolan back to her room to rest for a while.

"Sister, son, he..." Ruolan pouted and wanted to say something, but Feng Ziying interrupted her: "Sister, I understand Xiang Lin's thoughts, let him be quiet, I'll persuade him later, you go and take care of Mrs. Ruolan didn't say much, helped her sit on the edge of the bed, and then went out.

Feng Ziying leaned on the head of the bed, looking lonely, she wanted to take this opportunity to have a good time, but she unexpectedly ran into Qin Hancai, an unlucky thing, and now she is not having enough fun, which makes Xu Xianglin depressed, and she is also depressed because of this, and she almost wants to push the door to find it, but she doesn't want to bother. Sanjiu knocked on the door several times with the food, but she still couldn't enter, so she had to come to find Feng Ziying and ask her to persuade her son, so as not to starve.

Until the end of the day, Feng Ziying saw that the sky was dark, and he couldn't take care of it, he picked up the plate and pushed the door open, but saw Xu Xianglin straight outside the door, he smiled at her, his face looked a little stiff, Feng Ziying seemed to be amused by his expression, sneered, and turned his head into the house.

"Ziying, I..." Xu Xianglin hesitated for a while, and when he opened his mouth to speak, Feng Ziying interrupted him: "Hungry, eat something quickly, the food is going to be cold." Feng Ziying smiled, "By the way, a few days ago, I heard my aunt say that you love to drink crucian carp soup, and I specially boiled a bowl, but I don't know what the taste is, you taste it first." Feng Ziying picked up the soup bowl with both hands, feeling warm, and then handed it to Xu Xianglin.

Xu Xianglin was a little surprised, he tasted it, and looked at Feng Ziying's pure eyes, but Feng Ziying was in a hurry, and hurriedly asked, "Isn't it delicious?" Chilled? Xu Xianglin came back to his senses, took the soup bowl and put it on the table, suddenly took Feng Ziying's hand, and said, "Ziying, except for my mother, I'm afraid only you can make such a delicious crucian carp soup." Feng Ziying was shy when she heard this, she retracted her hand and turned her head to sit on the stool, and said, "If you don't dislike it, drink more, if it's not enough, I'll boil another bowl." Before he finished speaking, Xu Xianglin had already drunk the entire bowl of fish soup.

Feng Ziying lived in a poor forest with her father and mother since she was a child, although life was hard, but she was also at ease, after her mother died of illness, the sensible and diligent Feng Ziying helped her father Feng Mu to share the tedious chores outside the house, she was only twelve years old that year, but she knew hundreds of flowers and plants, cooking and washing everything handy, only sighed that the ancestors did not leave the foundation, and the descendants of future generations could not survive.

"Ziying, today's incident, it's all my fault for being impulsive, I shouldn't reason with him, it messes up your mood, Qin Hancai is so disrespectful, don't take his words seriously." Feng Ziying slightly pouted the corners of her mouth: "Xiang Lin, I don't blame you for this matter, if you want to blame, blame Qin Hancai for being aggressive, disrespectful, people of right and wrong, words of right and wrong, how can I be obsessed, people in their lives, suddenly like a dream, remember the people who should be remembered, remember the things that should be remembered, it is enough." After saying that, he looked at Xu Xianglin quietly, Xu Xianglin smiled slightly, "That's enough." ”

The two of them had eaten, and when it was time for them to gossip and laugh, Sanjiu drooped his head, knocked on the door weakly, and shouted Feng Niangzi in a sullen voice, Xu Xianglin opened the door and said: "Sanjiu, why are you so weird, how can you scare Ziying." Sanjiu looked up, and suddenly his heart was full of joy, and said, "Childe? You're not? Xu Xianglin said: "Okay, make a fuss, go clean up the dishes and chopsticks." Sanjiu happily answered and entered the house.

Feng Ziying walked to Xu Xianglin's side, the cold air was blowing on her face, she tightened the placket on his chest, and said, "Xianglin, it's getting late, go back to the room to rest." Xu Xianglin was still feeling guilty about the day's events, the two of them had a hard time going out of the house, but they only played for a morning, he paced back and forth, as if thinking about something, after a while, he suddenly clapped his hands and applauded, his face was full of joy, and said: "Ziying, there is a good place to go, you must like it!" Feng Ziying was both surprised and expectant, and said, "What's the best place to go?" Xu Xianglin said: "When you go out of the city tomorrow, you will know that the hour is not early, rest early." Thirty-nine, prepare a carriage early tomorrow morning, and don't delay. Sanjiu didn't understand what kind of medicine was being sold in his son's gourd, and he didn't seem to bother to ask when he was sleepy, so he casually responded. Feng Ziying blamed him for talking around a bend, but he secretly rejoiced in his heart.

When Qionghua plays alone for three watches, it hurts people and doesn't know, the cold night is silent, the world is silent, and in people's dreams, only the Qionghua flying in the sky is lit with cold plums and white fences.

On the second day, the three of them took the carriage, passed through Shiqiao Lane, and went to the north of the city, about an hour, with the neighing of the horse, the carriage stopped steadily, Xu Xianglin asked her to close her eyes, helped her slowly bypass the three or two crossings, and finally stopped.

Feng Ziying opened his eyes, but saw that the yellow plum blossoms were blooming, moist like wax, the upper rank was Su Jin Qionghua, and the lower support was Zitang Fangrui, the fragrance was overflowing, and the wind was about to stop, and the spirit was like being drunk.

Feng Ziying stood in the flower forest, quietly breathing the fragrance of yellow plum blossoms, she took a deep breath, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly closed, and the pear vortex smiled intoxicated, and then she played and laughed like a child, choosing a cluster of plum blossoms, smelling a fragrance, blowing a hollow Qionghua, and appreciating the falling stars, Feng Ziying was intoxicated in this lonely plum forest, forgetting herself, like in a dream.

After a long while, she realized that she didn't see Xu Xianglin and Sanjiu's figures, she looked left and right, walked around, shouted several times and no one responded, only found the messy footprints on the ground, she followed the footprints to find, still no one was seen, looking left and right, Xu Xianglin walked out from the plum branches on one side, panting, his hair was full of snowflakes, his clothes were dry and wet, holding a handful of yellow and live plums in his hand, and then picked the most golden one, carefully pinned between her buns, and said with a smile: "Every wax moon, The yellow plum blossoms here will be in full bloom, but it snowed last night, otherwise it will not be a sight. ”

Feng Ziying took the plum blossom, the fragrance was fragrant, and she smiled: "In the cold day of the wax moon, the flowers have long withered, only the yellow plum blossom can withstand the cold and freezing, and it is lonely and arrogant. Xu Xianglin looked at the bright and white, snow and branches of Huangmei Xiaolin, and chanted:

There are three winters in Guanshan, and the wind is ruthless.

Who solves Hanmei's fragrance all the way, only Qiong Yingqian returns.

Feng Ziying replied:

Qionghua fell into a branch, but pray for a fragrance with a lifetime.

Leave the injury overnight, meet overnight, accompany lovesickness and dreams.

After that, she snuggled in Xu Xianglin's arms, her eyes rippling, tender like water, and the two of them quietly admired this dreamlike plum blossom snow forest.

"Childe! Sanjiu got out of a tangled plum bush, his clothes were stained with snow, his face was gray, and he was holding a yellow plum blossom in his hand, seeing the two of them, he hurriedly stopped his mouth and turned his head to leave, Xu Xianglin stopped him and said: "Sanjiu, Shicai ordered you to follow Ziying, why is Ziying alone when I come back?" What are you running to do? Sanjiu stumbled: "Childe, I... I see that this yellow plum blossom is blooming brightly, no... I couldn't help but want to pick a few. ”

Feng Ziying couldn't help but laugh when she saw Sanjiu's feet and face covered with slush, she stepped forward and said, "Sanjiu, let me see the plum duo you picked." Sanjiu twisted and stretched out his hand behind his back, and in his hand was indeed a yellow plum blossom, but it was stained with a little slush, Feng Ziying smiled, and then asked: "Sanjiu, who do you want to give the plum you picked to you?" Sanjiu hurriedly said: "The lady is too careful, I... I'm just picking it for fun..."Feng Ziying saw him incoherently and said, "If I guessed correctly, this plum blossom of yours is intended to be given to Sister Ruolan." Sanjiu hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head, and replied: "Who wants to give it to her, her temper is stinky, sometimes she yells at me inexplicably, she is a tigress..."

After Sanjiu complained, Feng Ziying picked out a few bright plum blossoms and handed them to him, saying, "Sanjiu, take them back and give them to Ruolan, she will like it." Sanjiu was stunned and took Mei Duo, but secretly rejoiced in his heart, and said: "Son, lady, then you have to keep it secret for me, if Ruolan asks, just say that I picked this plum blossom..."Xu Xianglin patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Sanjiu, Ziying and I will keep it secret for you." ”

Like a person's appearance, it is better to count her all kinds of wrongs on your lips, but in your heart you miss her tenderness, resentment, is her, thoughts, or her.

Xu Xianglin and Feng Ziying were in the plum grove, laughing and playing, chatting, and having fun, but unfortunately Shaoguang was fleeting, like a white horse passing through the gap, and before he knew it, Feng Ziying looked at the yellow plum trees and said: "Xianglin, do you know who planted this piece of plum forest?" Xu Xianglin smiled happily, but he also stumbled over his tongue and swallowed his words: "Oh, since... It was planted by the people of Ximei, but although this plum forest is small, it must have taken a lot of work to get here. ”

At this time, Sanjiu came over playing with Mei Duo, looked a little depressed, and said, "Childe, do you want to plant yellow plums here next year?" I'm going to be tired of going on like this..."Xu Xianglin was very embarrassed, and glanced at Sanjiu, Sanjiu immediately shut up and didn't dare to say more, but Feng Ziying stared at him in surprise and said, "Xianglin? These thousands of yellow plums were planted by your own hands? Xu Xianglin's throat moved, and he nodded in response: "The words have come to this, and I have nothing to hide, these yellow plums have been planted by me and Sanjiu for three winters." ”

Feng Ziying approached a plum branch, stroked the cold and tough branch, blew away a Qionghua, approached the golden flower, took a deep breath of the fragrance, and then squatted down, brushed aside the Qionghua next to the branch, grabbed a handful of soft and loose soil, turned his head and said: "Xiang Lin, stay in the next year, I will accompany you to plant, are you willing?" Xu Xianglin stepped forward to help her up, his heart blossomed, he nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "A word is a certainty." ”

Half an hour later, the three of them left, Feng Ziying heard from Sanjiu that Shiqiao Lane turned out to be a famous flower market, what peony begonia, moon season thorn rose, common, uncommon, everything, but now it coincides with the cold day of the moon, the flower market is bleak, I don't know if there are any shops selling flowers, no matter what, she still decided to go to Shiqiao Lane to try her luck, if there are flowers she wants to buy, it would be better.