Jiang Changxi was stunned, is it a coincidence?

"If you don't say that the dignitaries and nobles in Lindu City can play, just this fireworks can play different tricks." Qingrong took Jiang Changxi's change of clothes, and looked at the window just in time to see the blooming immortal pointing the way, and said jokingly.

It seems that I didn't see the fireworks of the longevity peach.

Jiang Changxi thought like this, but for some reason he was a little weak-hearted.

At this moment, Xiutan asked people to bring hot water for freshening, and the conversation between the master and servant ended before they began.

After freshening up, Jiang Changxi was also sleepy, and the fireworks outside the window were silent, leaving only the curling white smoke and the smell of gunpowder wafting in the dark night sky.

The next day, the first day of the first lunar month.

Xiutan dug Jiang Changxi up from the bed early, pressed it in front of the dresser for a while, Qingrong picked out a pale pink and water-red dress for her, with water lines as the base, and Aomei, who opened in the cold, was silent. She stood gracefully under the corridor, which was the most arrogant plum in the cold winter.

Jiang Changyan took Jiang Changyan, Jiang Changyan shook off his brother's hand as soon as he saw his sister, Sa Huan'er ran towards her, hugged her, and raised his head to celebrate the New Year with her: "Sister, Happy New Year!" ”

"Ah Yan also has a happy New Year." Jiang Changxi helped Jiang Changyan and greeted Jiang Changchang: "Brother, Happy New Year." ”

"Happy New Year." Jiang Changchang raised his hand dotingly, he wanted to rub his sister's head, but found that she had recently combed a new bun, which was beautiful and upright, and he couldn't do it.

So when he raised his claws, he didn't want to fall short, and directly fell on Jiang Changyan's head and rubbed them randomly: "When I see my sister, I will be coquettish, why didn't I see you and me for a good New Year." ”

"Because my brother is bad." Jiang Changyan hid behind Jiang Changxi and stuck out his tongue towards Jiang Chang.

Jiang Changchang was annoyed and made a gesture to arrest him, but was persuaded by Jiang Changxi's kind words: "Okay, brother, it's not too early, it's time to go to my grandmother's place to say goodbye." ”

Jiang Changchang let him go, and the three of them went to Fukang Hall together to greet the old lady.

When the three siblings arrived, Sui Anhou and Jiang Wu were already there. After asking the old lady, the three brothers and sisters asked Sui Anhou and Jiang Wu to say goodbye.

As an elder, the old lady sitting in the first place turned the Buddha beads, said some words of encouragement for the new year, scattered red envelopes, and left everyone for breakfast, and let them disperse.

On New Year's Day, except for a few officials who need to be on duty, they all have three days off.

With the Anhou Mansion for several generations, except for the hometown of some clans in the clan who need to move around, there are basically no relatives to come and go. With Anhou's two wives, Jiang Liang is the only daughter in the family, and the second elder has long passed away; Jiang Wu is said to have come from a small family, and there are no relatives in the family.

In this way, although it is the first day of the first month of the first month, it is a big day to visit relatives and friends, Suianhou Mansion seems a little deserted.

There is no need to be on duty, and there are no relatives who need to move around, so the old lady naturally went back to the Buddhist hall to recite the scriptures, and went to the study with Anhou when he came out of the old lady's room. Jiang Wu's family wants to organize the banquet in the evening, but he is a little busy.

The three juniors also had nothing to do, so they all went to Yifang Pavilion.

The yard was cold and cool, there was no cloud last night, but today it was foggy, and the sunshine when I got up in the morning was all gone, and I was afraid that there would be snow tonight.

The house burned the earth dragon very warm, Jiang Changxi took the snow from the early snow of last year that he had collected earlier and came out to make tea, Jiang Changyan borrowed her bookcase to copy the notebook, Jiang Changchang sat crookedly on the back chair, Erlang's legs trembled, and he sat and waited for tea.

Jiang Changxi shook his head when he looked at his brother's appearance, and went into the back room to see Jiang Changyan writing. Although he is young, Jiang Changyan's writing has been practiced for several years, and his pen is calm and powerful, but the pen is a little immature.

"Ah Yan writes so well." Jiang Changxi stood aside to polish his ink, remembering what Jiang Wu had said about Jiang Changyan's study in Xishan Academy: "Did the academy say when it would open?" ”

Jiang Changyan had just finished writing a word, and when he heard his sister ask, he replied honestly: "After the final exam, Mr. said that he would return to the academy after the Lantern Festival." ”

"That's it." Jiang Changxi nodded, indicating that he knew.

At night, as expected, scattered snowflakes drifted outside the window, and then it became denser and denser, and a thin layer of snow was spread on the roof tiles and in the yard.

Jiang Changxi sat in the room reading a book, Xiutan was afraid that it would be too dark, so she lit an extra candle and put it on the table, reminding: "After the prince and the second son left, the book in the girl's hand was never put down on this day, and she looked carefully. ”

Jiang Changxi laughed at her exaggeration: "Obviously, I didn't read when I was eating." ”

Xiutan: "......"

Qingrong opened the curtain and came in, shook off the snowflakes on his body and said with a smile: "Girl, don't talk about her, I'll be in a hurry with you later." ”

Xiutan rushed her: "Go, when am I in a hurry." ”

Qingrong was not afraid of her, and said with a solemn expression: "Look, isn't this in a hurry." ”

Xiutan was about to beat her, Jiang Changxi sat on the side and laughed, and stopped reading: "Is there a lot of snow outside?" ”

"It's not very big yet." Qingrong replied: "But look at this situation, I'm afraid it will get bigger and bigger at night." ”

"That's not right, you can have a snowball fight tomorrow." Xiutan said playfully.

Qingrong reprimanded her: "Then it has to be a sunny day tomorrow, if it still snows heavily, who cares about you having a snowball fight." ”

Sure enough, Qingrong was right, on the second day of the first lunar month, the heavy snow did not stop. I heard that the streets outside are covered with snow, and the snow road is difficult to walk.

Xiutan stood under the porch and looked at the snow and sighed, saying that Qingrong was a crow's mouth.

Jiang Changxi was reading while boiling tea and appreciating the snow, what she read was usually medical books, and she didn't know where Jiang Changchang had collected these unique books, all of which were given to her as a birthday gift.

These days are free, and I can't go out in the heavy snow, except for the old lady of Fukangtang, Jiang Changxi is nested in Yifang Pavilion to read these medical books.

Not to mention, occasionally she can turn over some rare recipes, she copied them all, and planned to show Dr. Wen when the weather clears up and goes to Tianshui Hall.

"By the way, Xiutan, go find some needlework and cloth for me, for boys, the color should not be too bright."

Xiutan originally thought that it should be, but as soon as she heard her say that the boy wanted to use it, she immediately thought of Brother Jiang Changchang and became vigilant: "What is the girl going to do?" Slaves and maids are looking for fabric. ”

Jiang Changxi did not doubt him: "Well, I just want to make a bookbag or something like that for Ah Yan." There are also insect repellent sachets. Jiang Changxi is thinking that Xishan Academy is halfway up the West Mountain, and now the snow is still good, and when spring turns to summer, mosquitoes, snakes and ants are rampant, there is a mosquito repellent sachet on the body, and daily reading can be more comfortable.

Xiu Tan thought more than Jiang Changxi: "Forget the book bag, take it and leave it empty, what needle and thread and what fabric everyone can see." Sachet, don't make it, girl. ”

Jiang Changxi didn't know what he meant at first, and when he thought about it, he was stunned again.

Xiutan knew that the girl understood what she meant, and when she saw that there was no one left and right, she didn't shy away: "Spices are too easy to manipulate." The girl doesn't have this heart, but in the eyes of those who have a heart, add something into it, and then say that it was the girl, and the girl is afraid that she will not be able to argue. ”

This kind of means is the most common in the inner house of the rich and noble, if it is the sister and brother of the same mother, it will be forgotten, and the mother will always have to protect it. But the girl and the second son are not born to the same mother, if something happens to the second son, I am afraid that the Jiang Wu family will be the first to push the girl out.

Xiu Tan said too bluntly, it was actually disrespectful in the ears of others, Jiang Changxi had the intention to let her be cautious in her words and deeds, but after saying it, she herself had to be silent.

She can do whatever she wants, as long as she has a clear conscience. But she also has a grandmother. If there is really what Xiutan said, her grandmother must be protecting her, and then she will have a conflict with her father.

Thinking of the sound coming from Fukang Hall on Chinese New Year's Eve, Jiang Changxi's eyes darkened.

It's better to have more than less.

I thought so in my heart, but in fact, Jiang Changxi still made the sachet when she made the bookbag, and her embroidery skills were brought out by Aunt Jinyu, which was not very good, but she could handle it.

On the sixteenth day of the first month, the day before Jiang Changyan returned to Xishan Academy, Jiang Changxi sent the schoolbag to Katatongxuan, and she was not ready to send the sachet.

I wasn't ready to send it out, and Jiang Changxi wasn't going to waste it, so he asked Xiutan to put it away and prepare to use it for himself in the summer.

In the blink of an eye, in February, the grass grows and the warbler flies, spring returns to the earth, and the apricot forest on the outskirts of Nancheng is in full bloom, and the whole piece is light pink and snow-white, stretching for several miles. In Lindu City, many sons and girls invited each other from one post to another, and one post to go to enjoy the flowers.

Since the illness a few years ago, Jiang Changxi has rarely gone out, and the Communist Party has also gone to the eldest princess's mansion once and Tianshui Hall twice, and even the old lady began to think that she was shaking in front of her all day.

No, as soon as Qin Mo's post inviting flowers came in, the old lady responded for Jiang Changxi first, and Jiang Changxi didn't have a chance to refute at all.

On the first day of the flowers, Qin Mo pulled An Zaoyu to come early, and disgusted that Jiang Changxi's makeup was too plain, so he pulled her back and rebuilt her.

Jiang Changxi was very helpless: "Good sister, we are going to enjoy the flowers, not a beauty pageant, dressed up so ......" Jiang Changxi looked at himself in the mirror, and thought for a long time before he came up with a more tactful word: "Why are you so gorgeous." ”

An Zaoyu looked at Jiang Changxi indescribably: "It's indeed a bit too much......

Qin Mo was very satisfied with the results of his own hands: "What's the matter, only in this way can the eldest sister be able to dominate the crowd." She muttered in a low voice: "There are so many little women in the apricot grove who enjoy the flowers, but you can't let them steal the limelight of the eldest sister." ”

But Jiang Changxi is used to the clear soup noodles, and he is really not used to smearing so much fat powder on his face suddenly, he feels a thick layer, and the corners of his mouth fall down with a puff.

Unconsciously made up this picture, Jiang Changxi was shocked, but still declined Qin Mo's kindness, and gave An Zaoyu a look for help.

"Thank you, Sister Qin, but I still think my original makeup is pretty good."