Song Fusheng was reluctant to take Mi Shou into the city.

It's not about playing, it's about working.

With such a little child following, it is now that the early morning departure, no matter how fast the carriage is, it will be almost two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, which is the time when people are most sleepy.

There's no place for Mishou to sleep, how do you say you can take a child?

But I didn't expect it.

When Qian Mishou raised his head from Song Fusheng's arms, the shopkeeper of Yipinxuan raised the oil lamp: "Huh? ”

Qian Mishou also took a closer look at the people: "Huh? ”

Shopkeeper: "......"

It's changed, and the plan has to be all changed.

Xiao Er was close to the shopkeeper, and reminded in a small voice, "The two master of the case have been hidden, and our master is also following." Just lead to the backyard and remove the bricks in the wall to see it. ”

"It's also a fart backyard. The front building, please be in the best private room in this restaurant. ”

"But what does the owner say?"

"Listen to me, the owner knows, and will approve of my arrangement."

After the shopkeeper's instructions were finished, he hurried over and asked Song Fusheng, "What do you lack or need, just say hello, I will send someone to send it to you, you just go to the upper room to make snacks, and I will take care of the rest." ”

And also introduced that the guests who can generally enter the upper room usually come to eat around noon, you can rest assured that you are busy inside, and we will clean up after we are busy.

Not only is it soundproofed, there is a wall of warmth, but there are also benches for children to lie down and sleep.

Song Fusheng glanced at Mi Shou, who was smiling at people in his arms, and he already knew it in his heart.

This was simply an accident, "Then trouble the shopkeeper, thanks, just carry the round table brought from the carriage into the house, and the rest, we can do it ourselves." ”

As they spoke, Qian Peiying and Song Fuling had already poked in with four small creams.

A few juniors also brought in the cake embryo with both hands.

Upper room.

There were only six oil lamps in the house, and not counting the candles, all the candles for the guests were also lit.

Song Fuling stood in front of the round table made by her second uncle, which was the round table with an iron plate that could be rotated, and was seriously making cake flowers.

Song Fusheng was helping his daughter to smooth the white cream on the cake embryo.

Qian Peiying covered Mi Shou, who had already fallen asleep, with a quilt.

The bench in the shopkeeper's mouth, in Qian Peiying's view, is actually a modern chaise longue.

It is estimated that there is a chaise longue in the upper room, maybe you are afraid that the guests will drink and lie down for a while?

There are also musical instruments in the house.

The quilt was brought by the shopkeeper.

Qian Peiying yawned, sat down in a chair, picked up the teacup on the coffee table, and took a sip of hot tea.

A small pinch of tea leaves and a large pot of water were also personally brought by the shopkeeper.

He also told that in the upper cabinet, there are utensils that can always warm tea, and there are also tea utensils that can make tea directly, because some distinguished guests like to bring their own tea leaves and make tea by themselves, you can take them and use them to boil them in this pot of water.

Then, the shopkeeper never came up, which is called sensible.

Help you bring things, send what should be sent, and help you prepare what you can think of, don't bother, and know how to avoid suspicion.

Lest you think that when you knock on the door and come up at the door, you want to steal something.

Look, bringing Mi Shou here has such a big benefit.

It's completely different from what I imagined before I came.

"Daddy, take out that purple cream bottle." Song Fuling glanced at her younger brother before whispering.

No, her brother is too smart now, he will pretend to be asleep and deceive them, and then run across the bridge to come to Fengtian City, what else does Qian Mishou dare not do.

Song Fusheng nodded, walked to the chair opposite Qian Peiying and sat down, rolled his eyes, and entered the space.

Purple was already rare in ancient times, not to mention the big winter, and there were very few melons, fruits, pears and peaches.

Of course, it was not easy for their family to get this bit of purple.

It is the juice that is squeezed out of grape skins.

The three of them used to eat grapes secretly every day, but they didn't let the space be idle anyway, and they had to change every day. The principle of space believes that apples, cherries, grapes, and cherry tomatoes, including his chili, belong to the core, skin, and seeds, and the flesh is one, and if you want to change, you have to change it, otherwise, the pepper can't be planted, and the grape skin can't be saved.

At first, the grape skins were saved, and they were taken off and kept, which was given to Mi Shou.

Qian Peiying thought that the three of them could eat space fruits, and they could eat all kinds of vitamins and calcium tablets, but they couldn't eat anything with rice shou, which was worrying.

I came up with such a solution, I took off the grape skins and kept them, steamed the colostrum, or boiled milk, put some juice squeezed from the skin for Mi Shou, stir it in it, and let the child drink it.

Thinking about this winter, when there are not too many melons, fruits, pears and peaches, Mi Shou can also ingest several things.

But half a bottle of grape pulp, you have to use grape skins, that's really a day to save ah, the three of them are now to the level of mechanical peeling of grapes.

This time, Song Fuling wants to make cake flowers, and she plans to use some original juice that is hard from grape skins.

I'm sorry, there are thirty-nine, and I can only send eleven to people, so I want to do it with all my heart and be more beautiful.

It's dawn.

If you open the windows in the upper room, you can see this most lively central street, and there are many people walking around.

Song Fuling sat paralyzed in a chair, drank tea, and ate finger biscuits.

Song Fusheng also used an ancient teacup to make coffee and drink it.

When he went into the space to get the purple cream, he took out four small bags of coffee for his daughter, two bags for his daughter-in-law, and two bags for him.

Fingered: "Which cake is this letter in?" "Ask my daughter.

Song Fuling said that wherever she puts it, it actually depends on fate, because she wants to put it in the cake lid.

You can't put it under the cake, or stick the letter in the cake that someone else bought, right? That would be fine-grained.

After all, after reading the letter, if you don't understand it, it's actually normal, and there is no need for people to empathize with you. Understand, that is, people have a good heart and are a kind person.

So, we have to pay attention to it. Just stick it in the lid. Although the possibility of being seen in the lid is greatly reduced, let it be.

"Then you have to designate one," Qian Peiying took a sip of coffee and whispered, "You can't let your father copy eleven letters for you." ”

"How can that?" Song Fuling patted the biscuit residue on her hand, stood up, and made an inspection:

Oh, to be honest, it's so beautiful, why is she so talented. It seems that she is a natural top master of pastry. In her last life, she was delayed by her parents in modern times.

However, let's put it in the lid of the "Flowers" cake.

The purple flower heart, hidden in the stamen, should be the most beautiful one, and the most beautiful usually falls into the hands of the hostess.

Women, too, are always sensual.

Start packing.

The shopkeeper also came to knock on the door at this time.

Qian Mishou also woke up at this time. Emma, didn't delay the baby's sleep at all, her hair was messy, and her little face was red from sleeping.

The shopkeeper asked, let's have dinner downstairs? Said that they guys, breakfast was already ready.

Song Fusheng said no, no, no, this is already very grateful, and they brought their own dry food. But I have to trouble the shopkeeper, let Xiao Er send some water, they have to wash up, because the wife and children finally came once, and they want to let the wife and children go out for a walk, and the shops outside are open.

It means that he and Song Fuling stayed and continued to do follow-up work, and Qian Peiying wanted to take Mi Shou out for a walk.

When the shopkeeper heard it, it was good. It is estimated that other people's wives and children go out, just to buy food, and it is okay.

Oh, shopping on the street, Mi Shou slapped happily.

Qian Peiying served the baby, washed her face, and scolded with a smile: "Look at you sneaking out, you can't brush your teeth, right?" Don't twist your body, let's hurry up, we have to come back to your uncle and sister." ”

The little face was washed white and clean, and he didn't bring Mi Shou the facial oil to wipe his face, so he could only pretend to flip through his pocket, squeeze out some of his daughter's "little light bulbs", and wipe the baby's face.

Mi Shou rubbed his face with his little finger, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, "I have a smell with my sister." ”

"Your little nose is pretty smart."

"Of course I'm spiritual, and my sister's bed smells like this."

Song Fuling said, belching my God, when did you enter my bed and smell it.

Then he threw down the strip of colored cloth that he wanted to tie the steamer in his hand, and grabbed his brother to come to him, "Mother, give me the wooden comb, and I'll comb his hair." ”

What kind of hairstyle did Song Fuling comb Qian Mishou?

"Little Dragon Man" hairstyle.

There are two small horns on the head.

"Oh, Dad, Mother, take a look, it's really fun. Wait for Ming Niang, you can get a little tail behind his cotton pants. ”

It's fun, no, it's good-looking, like a handsome little girl.

Song Fusheng stood at the door of the upper room, smiling at the back of Qian Peiying leading Mi Shou downstairs, especially when his eyes fell on Mi Shou, he laughed and said: "That stinky boy, I also know to give him the rarest clothes to wear." ”

Yes, Mi Shou especially likes this padded jacket.

Although it is not brocade, in the eyes of Mi Shou, he thinks that he is better than other children.

It's really effective.

It's daytime, the streets are full of people, there are really several adults leading children, and their eyes fell on Mi Shou's body, mainly because of the dress, saying that it looks weird, but it's really good-looking, and it's quite convenient, suitable for children to run and jump.

What is Mi Shou wearing?

In fact, it is a set of ski clothes that look like a modern style.

Cotton core, sky blue face.

The sky-blue cotton cloth was made by Qian Peiying who destroyed the sheets in the space.

The legs of the cotton trousers, Qian Peiying is strung with a rope, loosen them when she takes them off, and tie the trouser legs with a rope when she wears them, so that she will not pour wind into the cotton pants, and then put on deerskin boots, which will make it warmer.

The padded jacket style above is the modern hooded down jacket style.

This set of clothes, Qian Peiying really took a lot of effort, her front is not good, she has to learn how to make clothes for women several times, once it is done, it will become Mi Shou's treasure. How to let the baby wear it at home, the baby is reluctant, saying that he will wait for the New Year. Otherwise, my aunt would have to do it for him, tired.

I didn't expect to wear it out today.

Qian Mishou not only wore a very modern cotton jacket and cotton pants today, but he also brought out a mask, or else, the little baby is not stupid at all.

Masks are also peculiar.

It's not deliberately peculiar, because in ancient times, only cotton and cotton cloth could be used to make masks, unlike now, there are many choices, but made of cotton, it is easy to wear cotton and jump in it, and there is no sewing machine to smash it.

Qian Peiying asked Song Fusheng to write down the ancient "money", "rice" and "longevity", and finally she picked the word "rice", because money and longevity are the same as modern times, with too many strokes.

On the mask, with colored threads, a rice character was sewn.

That is, it is easy to recognize, and the cotton will not run around in it.

As for Mi Shou's image at this time, walking on the street, wearing a mask with the word "rice", wearing a sky blue cotton suit, stepping on small boots, and pulling Qian Peiying's hand very happily, let him sing, "You waved your sleeves and said to me?" ”

Qian Peiying knew that this was the song of the Shaolin Hero again, Mi Shou learned it from her sister, so that she could cooperate with the master, so she said helplessly:

"Hurry up and practice."

"Okay. Ten years of hero's work in the stage, he can be in the battlefield, who understands the difficulty and loneliness, and swings his fist in the wind with pride......"

He also wore a movement and waved a small fist.

Land side horses pass by, and it is difficult not to pay attention.

Quaint streets with snow still on the side of the road.

A child dressed in sky blue, turning his head, waved his small fists, and seemed to be shouting something excitedly. Under the eyes of the elf, there is a mask with rice characters written on it.

Lu Pan motioned to lead the horse and slowed down.

The sound of horses' hooves clattered and came closer and closer.

"Yikes!" Mi Shou suddenly stood on his feet, his eyes burst with consternation, surprise, and then great surprise, he hurriedly threw off his gloves, pointed his little finger at Lu Pan, and instinctively blurted out: "Brother Little General." ”

I've told you everything, it's not the little general's brother, but it's still called this name.

The mask was too delayed, Mi Shou quickly took it off again, very afraid that his brother would leave without recognizing him, revealing a white little face, stretching out his little hand: "Brother Little General, it's me, it's me, I'm Qian Mi Shou Wow." ”

"I recognize it," Lu Pan said in his heart.

He sat on the tall horse, and nodded at Qian Mishou in the surprised eyes of the accompanying minions, and then signaled the horse leader to loosen the rope, lightly clamped the horse's belly and left.

"Aunt and aunt, brother of the little general, he recognizes me."

"yes, happy, aren't you? My aunt also saw it, and he nodded at you, but he didn't even nod at me. ”

"He doesn't know you, and if he knows you, he can nod at you, the little general's brother is very good." Then it was like a little chatter possessed, muttering to Qian Peiying along the way, and Lu Pan nodded at him very excitedly.

When he arrived at the door of the sugar shop, he said, "Oh no, why didn't I stop him, I should give my brother a piece of cake." ”

Qian Peiying ignored him, but couldn't hold back a smile when she turned around. You have to give the cake for nothing, you are generous, your sister and your uncle have not paid enough money to others today.

"Give me five pounds of this halva." Qian Peiying said to the shopkeeper.

Think, buy more candy and take it back to give the little babies a point. We all received the milk money, but we always weaned the babies, bought some sugar, and gave the children sweet mouths.

"Auntie, you said, has the little general's brother ever eaten cake?"

Yes, I'm still worried about co-authoring.

Guogong Mansion.

Today, Junzi didn't go out behind Lu Pan, it was Xiao Quanzi who followed.

Lu Pan just entered the hall, frowned, and pointed to the sixteen-inch cake on the table: What the hell.