"Third uncle, I'm back." Ye Wencheng responded to him with a smile.

Su Zan had never seen him smile like this, that is, at his age, he had a child-like smile. Her eyes were glued to this momentary laugh, and she couldn't move half a minute.

Ye Qiaozhou noticed Su Zan beside Ye Wencheng and asked politely: "This girl is the Miss Su you said." ”

"Well, I brought her back to show you." Ye Wencheng lowered his head slightly, and his cheeks flew a little red.

"That's my own family, come in" Ye Qiaozhou nodded to Su Zan with a smile.

The two entered the gate, and the yard was very clean, with hanging mountain eaves, gray tiles and white walls, bluestone steps, and brown doors and windows. The small courtyard with two entrances, inside and outside is arranged with bonsai plants of the big altar and the big altar. Walking along the verandah, the high ceiling of the main house shows a sharp corner on the wall, and the morning sun hits obliquely on it, fainting a cloud of white light. The small courtyard in front of the house is spacious, and there are a number of Xifu begonias planted on the left and right sides, which are now bare branches, and there are four stone benches arranged under the begonia trees, and the table top is engraved with the Chu River and Han boundary. A snow-white fat cat was near the stone bench, the sun was shining on it, and it was sleeping with its head buried.

"Xiaobai has gained some weight recently, and Xiaodong feeds diligently." Ye Qiaozhou smiled and touched his chin.

Su Zan thought to himself, Xiaobai should be this fat cat, who is Xiaodong?

The three of them entered the front hall, and as soon as Su Zan looked up, he first saw a calligraphy and painting hanging on the middle hall, which was ancient and simple, and the smell of books came to his face. There are banners hanging on both sides of the calligraphy and painting, which is a famous aphorism of self-cultivation and governance. There is a long case under the calligraphy and painting banner, a table of eight immortals is placed in front of the table, and a Taishi chair is placed on each side. On both sides of the central hall are symmetrically placed four sets of desks and chairs, all of which are also in a humble and unpretentious style. In the four corners of the rest of the hall, there are many treasure pavilions and flowers, birds, fish and insect stands.

Su Zan was in a trance, feeling that she had some illusions of crossing over, she gently tugged at Ye Wencheng's sleeve and whispered, "Your third uncle is really a landlord." ”

Ye Wencheng put the things in his hand on one of the tables.

"What is this?" Ye Qiaozhou asked.

"It was given to you by Suzan's father." Ye Wencheng turned the box and showed him the label on it, "I originally wanted to push it off, but Uncle Su insisted that I bring it." ”

Ye Qiaozhou turned to Su Zan and said kindly: "Thank you father, such a good wine for me, another day, I will come to the door to thank you." ”

"Don't be so polite, you should be, I shouldn't come to see you empty-handed during the New Year." Su Zan hurriedly said, "I also have a gift for you, I don't know if you like it or not......"

"When did you prepare? How did I not know? Ye Wencheng was a little surprised.

Su Zan winked at him, took out a small box from the canvas bag he was carrying, and handed it to Ye Qiaozhou with both hands.

Ye Qiaozhou opened the box and took out a jar of pure tin from it, and the corners of his eyes squeezed slightly: "I like this gift very much." ”

Su Zan was very happy: "If you like it, this tin jar is well sealed, and you can't use it to hold tea." ”

"Xiaowen, Miss Su's mind is very good, you will be blessed in the future."

Su Zan's face turned red, and he didn't know how to reply for a while, Ye Wencheng just laughed and put the tin cans back into the box for Ye Qiaozhou.

"Xiaodong, you take down the wine brought by the young master, and cook more local dishes at noon." Ye Qiaozhou shouted loudly outside the hall.

Su Zan turned his head curiously, and saw that after a while, a little girl who was not tall hurriedly ran in. She wore a ponytail, her clothes were neat, and her face was a little pale, but not weak. After seeing Ye Wencheng, a little blood appeared on his white face, his eyes bent, and he shouted "Young Master" crisply.