The night is quiet, fading away from the hustle and bustle of the day, but it can't soothe people's restlessness and greed. With {dream} small ◢.1a

Xiao He's breath in his heart, thought about it and thought about it, but still didn't give up, and after a few days, he quietly carried Duanmu Jun and wanted to mention the matter again, but this time Song Mama sent by Xiao He's family was directly shut out of the door by Lu Fu's face, and was taught a lesson by Lu Fu's grandmother, saying that Duanmu family didn't look down on people, so why tease them, Song Mama went back to the house and gave Xiao He's family a smile.

Xiao He thought he was doing something hidden, but he didn't know that his jumping up and down had already been seen by Duanmu Jun and Duanmu Fei, anyway, Xiao He's didn't please him for the time being, and Duanmu Jun only watched the show.

Duanmufei didn't swallow her anger, she took advantage of the time when she went to Duanmuxian to do her homework, she went to Zhanqing Courtyard from Xiaohe's on August 24 and said that Yang Sangongzi would come to the door the next day, until Mama Song ate the closed door soup in Lufu yesterday, she said it 1510, her little face was puffed up, and she did not hide her dislike about this matter.

Duanmu Xian pondered for a moment, and asked with a slight glint in his eyes: "Four girls, what do you think?" ”

Duanmu Fei's big clear eyes looked at Duanmu Xian without blinking, and said seriously: "Grandfather, Qingyuan Bofu is definitely not a good match, I don't agree." There was a childlike tone in her voice.

These two girls have a deep sisterhood. Duanmu Xian stroked his beard, not annoyed but laughed. If even this kind of matter related to the eldest sister's marriage, Duanmu Fei analyzes it from the pros and cons of the family, although it is calm, it looks cold.

Duanmufei is a girl's family, she will get married sooner or later, she is affectionate and righteous, and she will always keep her mother's family in mind after she gets married.

"Fourth girl, don't talk about marriage or anything when you're a little girl," Duanmuxian seemed to admonish, and then reassured, "You can just tell your grandfather about this matter, and leave it to your grandfather to deal with." ”

The sons and daughters of Qingyuan Bofu are all incompetent, this kind of family that relies on women's nepotism, where is it worthy to marry their Duanmu family.

"Thank you, grandfather." Duanmu Fei immediately owed a debt obediently, squinted and smiled, and then looked at Duanmu Xian expectantly, "Grandfather, it will be the Double Ninth Festival soon, my sister is busy worshipping her ancestors, I want to go out to Qianfeng Mountain to step on the autumn, so as to 'avoid disasters'." ”

Chongyang ascending to "avoid disasters" is a custom, thinking about Duanmu Fei's fall into the water this spring, Duanmu Xian groaned slightly, agreed, and casually took out a cyan purse from the box on the side, and let her go out to have fun.

Duanmufei took the heavy purse, and knew that there were at least ten taels of silver in it without looking, and looked at Duanmuxian's eyes as if he was looking at the God of Wealth with reverence, and thanked him happily, and said goodbye happily.

And Duanmu Xian returned to the main courtyard and reprimanded the He family mercilessly.

"How can any cat or dog be a match for the door of the Duanmu family!"

"A Yang family that can only rely on women, and still wants to marry a girl, you are not ashamed, I am still ashamed!"

"A dignified lady from the first grade, her vision is not as good as the four girls!"

……

He fell ill that night, and several daughters-in-law took turns to serve the sick, and they tossed for several days before their condition gradually improved.

Time is in such a busy, to the Chung Yeung Festival on the ninth day of the ninth month of September.

Shangshu Mansion has to worship her ancestors on the night of the Double Ninth Festival, and for Duanmujun, this is the first time since she took charge of the house, and she is so busy that her feet do not touch the ground.

Duanmu Fei went out with Bi Cicada early in the morning in Duanmujun's uneasy admonition, and went to Qianfeng Mountain on the outskirts of Beijing to step on the autumn.

The Double Ninth Festival pays attention to climbing high to "avoid disasters", the area of Qianfeng Mountain ushered in a lot of people who stepped on the autumn, it is very lively, everyone is going to the Mingjing Tower on the top of the mountain, although Qianfeng Mountain is not the highest peak inside and outside the capital, but the spire of this Mingjing Tower is the highest place within a radius of 20 miles.

Duanmu Fei leisurely carried her skirt up a hill road, followed by Bi Cicada.

When he reached a fork in the road, Duanmufei turned around and took another narrow path, leaving the other tourists behind.

After a while, she saw a lookout pavilion on the mountainside.

It is a pavilion with four corners and heavy eaves, gilded treasure roof, covered with yellow glazed tiles, reflecting the shining light in the sun, it seems that the treasure is solemn, and there seems to be a figure in the pavilion when looking up.

Duanmu Fei couldn't help but speed up his pace, and came to the outside of the pavilion in one go, panting slightly, and his fair cheeks were even more red.

At a glance, she saw two old women in the lookout pavilion, one majestic and cold, the other kind and kind-eyed; The former sits, the latter stands aside, and the pavilion is silent.

Duanmufei's eyes went straight to the old woman sitting by the railing, the old woman was looking up at the mountains in the distance, and when she heard the sound of footsteps, she turned her head in the direction of Duanmufei, and the two looked at each other.

Grandmother really came!

Duanmu Fei's heart was warm, she came to Qianfeng Mountain today to specifically want to meet Mrs. Chu.

In the past, every year on the Double Ninth Festival in early September, she would come to Qianfeng Mountain with her grandmother Mrs. Chu, but she was not in good health since she was a child and could not be tired, so they never went to Mingjing Tower, and every time they came here to climb high and enjoy the scenery, overlooking the surrounding beauty from this observation pavilion.

Although Chu Qing is no longer there for this year's Double Ninth Festival, Mrs. Chu really came......

Thinking about it, Duanmufei's eyes were sour, and she silently called "grandmother" in her heart, and her rapid breathing at the moment just concealed her strangeness.

She took a deep breath, walked into the pavilion casually, blessed Mrs. Chu, and greeted Mrs. Chu with a smile: "Mrs. Chu, have you been healthy lately?" ”

Mrs. Chu was stunned, lingered on Duanmu Fei's cute and delicate little face, and then thought about it, and said with a smile: "Little girl, it turned out to be you." ”

As she spoke, Mrs. Chu said to the old lady beside her: "Amei, when I entered the palace in May, the bracelet accidentally fell apart, and it was this little girl who helped me find the last one." ”

This old lady is the most trustworthy Mama Yu next to Mrs. Chu, and naturally knows that the scattered red coral bracelet was polished by the eldest girl who died early, and for Mrs. Chu, the importance can be imagined.

Mama Yu smiled and thanked Duanmu Fei again.

"Don't dare to be." Duanmu smiled and waved his hand, "Mrs. Chu also helped me find the paper kite, I haven't thanked you yet...... By the way, I just went to Jin Shiji to buy a few boxes of Chongyang cakes, Mrs. Chu, I'll give this box to you. ”

Duanmu Fei took a box of Chongyang cakes from Bi Chan's hand and handed it over with his own hands.

Mrs. Chu looked at the three big characters "Jin Shiji" on the carton in a daze, and her expression was even more complicated. In previous years, during the Double Ninth Festival, she and Sister Ci would also go to buy Chongyang cakes from Jin Shiji, and then come here to enjoy the scenery while eating.

Mrs. Chu's eyes darkened slightly, and she quickly said, "Little girl, then I will be disrespectful." He smiled and praised again, "What a knowledgeable little girl." Sit down and talk to me. ”

Duanmu Fei sat down next to Mrs. Chu and said with a smile: "My sister often praises me for being well-behaved. She smiled vividly and cutely.

Seeing this, Mrs. Chu's expression was relaxed, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows overflowed with smiles, and she glanced at Mama Yu with a smile.

A little girl like Duanmu Fei, who has delicate facial features and a sweet smile, looks the most likable in the eyes of the elderly.

Mrs. Chu looked at Duanmu Fei, feeling as if she had returned to the past, with a look of nostalgia on her face, and asked Mama Yu to serve tea with a smile.

Mama Yu hurriedly opened the food box on the side, took out a water bladder, and filled two cups of tea in a bamboo cup, one was presented to Mrs. Chu, and one cup was sent to Duanmufei.

The tea is still warm, and the fragrance of chrysanthemums is overflowing.

She sipped the tea lightly, the familiar sweet taste made her heart sour, but she smiled and said, "Mrs. Chu, your tea is so delicious!" As she spoke, she happily took another sip.

As soon as the tea touched her lips, she knew that it was her grandmother's hand-brewed flower tea.

The warm tea with a gentle fragrance slid down her throat, sweet and pure, and for a moment, she seemed to be back to the days when she played tea and chess with her grandmother.

Her tearful eyes were reflected in the clear tea soup, and she didn't dare to look up, trying to suppress the turbulence in her heart.

Mrs. Chu was stunned, and then said: "My eldest granddaughter cooks better, obviously she also learned from me, but she is out of the blue...... Whatever she does, she cares. "It's not difficult to learn, but if you want to be blue, you have to be attentive.

Mrs. Chu seemed to open the conversation box all of a sudden, and said about Chu Qingci one after another:

"She always said that she was idle at home anyway, and writing, playing chess, and reading books were also pastimes......"

"She always puts her grandfather's phrase 'more skills are not pressing'...... It's really a chicken feather as an arrow. ”

"She also likes to cook by herself, saying that people take food as their heaven, and if they don't even care about what they eat, wouldn't their life be too boring......"

“……”

Speaking of Chu Qingci, Mrs. Chu's voice was a hint of dryness, and her eyes gradually became trance-like, as if the whole person was no longer here.

Duanmu Fei only felt that his heart was tight, and he wanted to hold his grandmother's hand, and he wanted to tell her that he was here...... But after all, he didn't dare to move.