Although it was past the Chinese Valentine's Day, Gu Yunlin was still sent into the kitchen by the Shan family.

Gu Yunlin's stature is not high, and a few years ago, she had to step on a pestle to get the stove, so Shan was not in a hurry to let her practice Qiaoguo, but only found some fresh melons and fruits for her to practice carving melons every summer.

In the end, he was born in Jiangmen, he has seen a lot of swords since he was a child, and Gu Yunlin's small carving knife is pinched in his hand, and he has always looked good from entry to progress.

The carved melon is not outstanding, but among the little girls of this age, it is already a superior work.

Shan Shi has always been at ease with Gu Yunlin, until he sent people into the kitchen this year......

It took a lot of flour and diesel, and the fried fruit didn't even have a shape.

A few skillful mothers-in-law taught carefully and meticulously, and Gu Yunlin's progress was not great.

Shan couldn't help but shake his head at this, Gu Yunjin looked at it while being curious, and he couldn't stop laughing.

Gu Yunjin's own fried fruit skills were forced to practice by Xu Lingjie in her previous life, and she was not good, but she was finally able to show her hands to see people, but she also spent a lot of energy and thought on the stage from being miserable to barely getting on the stage.

Hugging Gu Yunlin, who looked aggrieved, Gu Yunjin said with emotion: "After all, it is the General's Mansion, and they all know how to use knives, but they can't use the kitchen." ”

Gu Yunlin couldn't help laughing, and smiled when he looked at the white flour on his hands.

Nian Xia shook his head on the side: "Girl, there is also the fire maid Yang Paifeng of Tianbo Mansion in the script, and the door can also make a fire stick." ”

Gu Yunjin couldn't straighten his waist with a smile, found a burning stick from the corner, and stuffed it into Nian Xia's arms: "The Zhenbei General's Mansion also lacks a 'fire handsome'. ”

Gu Yunlin smiled and said, "You will be a pioneer in the future." ”

After a few words, the maids in the kitchen all laughed.

Laughing and laughing, the craft of frying Qiaoguo still has to be practiced.

Fortunately, Gu Yunlin is still a few years away from saying goodbye, and there is enough time for her to practice.

As for Gu Yunjin, she will get married within the year, and when she waits for tomorrow's Qixi Festival, it will not be her turn to fry Qiaoguo and carve melons as a bride.

Gu Yunjin's wedding date was finally set for November 16, and there are still more than four months to go.

After Xiaoding last year, the government has been preparing.

There are eight girls in the Gu family, the eldest girl died early, and when Gu Yunchan, the second girl in the third room, got married, she was personally managed by the Shan family as an uncle.

This year, Gu Yunsi's marriage was held again, and the Shan family was very experienced, and he had a good discussion with the Xu family, and everything was in order.

What is uncertain at the moment is whether Gu Yunqi can return to Beijing before the right day.

Gu Yunjin's sentence "If my brother doesn't come back, I won't get married" is naturally talking about it, the royal marriage negotiation is decided, where can she be told to do whatever she wants, but she still looks forward to Gu Yunqi coming back.

was reborn and reversed many regrets, and she also wanted to make up for this one.

Qixi Festival is connected to Zhongyuan, and each family is preparing for sacrifices.

The ingots have broken a lot, but what can't be stopped is the longing for the old people.

When Gu Yunjin knelt in front of the offering table and kowtowed, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

In her previous life, after she died of illness in Lingbei, every year in the Qingming Dynasty, could someone burn some ingots for her?

As Yang Xiyu's wife, she entered the Yang family to worship, but in terms of He's character, Gu Yunjin's incense is probably not much better than that of Old Lady Min to the old lady of the Shi family.

In the end, the one who will remember her is probably her brother and sister-in-law......

Thinking of this, Gu Yunjin's nose was sour.

In this life, there are so many people close to her, much more than in previous lives.

She had to live longer, so that she would not be offered a tablet at twenty-five or six, lest they be sad.

During the day, the festival was busy, and the city was full of lights at night, and above the Pinghu Lake, there were still full of river lights, floating slowly along the water waves.

Gu Yunjin loves to watch the lights, so he still went to Suxiang Upstairs, sat in the position he did last year, and quietly looked at the Pinghu Lake in the distance.

The lights were dim, and she thought of Jiang Muyuan.

When will the people who took her hand and walked along the embankment of Pinghu Lake return to Beijing?

Really, I thought about it.

At this time, the boundary of the two lakes, the full moon is reflected on the river to the east, which seems calm and lonely.

Just looking at this appearance, who would have thought that it would be choppy at this time last year.

This is the first Zhongyuan after the flood, and it is a year before the suffering of the successive embankment bursts, and many people come together, put down the river lamps on the river, and cry uncontrollably.

Jiang Muyuan also lit a few lamps to pay tribute to the deceased Jiang clan relatives and the soldiers who died on the battlefield with their Jiang family.

On such a day, no one is in a happy mood.

Returning to the yamen's lodging, the rain warmed Jiang Muyuan a pot of wine.

Jiang Muyuan didn't drink much of this pot of wine, maybe he could only say that he took a few sips, but somehow, he was a little dizzy.

A round of silver moon fell in the cup, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt incomplete.

Rubbing the rim of the cup with his fingertips, Jiang Muyuan leaned back on the big chair, always feeling that there was something missing in Zhongyuan this year......

He thought about it seriously for a long time before he remembered that he didn't go to the Qingshui Temple in the Pinghu Lake.

After learning that Gu Yunjin had passed away, in addition to the Lingbei Baiyun Temple, Jiang Muyuan also added offerings to the Qingshui Temple.

Every year in Qingming Zhongyuan, as long as he is in Beijing, he will go to Guanzhong to stay for half a day, do nothing, just quietly look at the small spirit card.

Gu Yunqi told him a lot of things about Gu Yunjin, bit by bit, blending with the girl in his memory, it was obviously such a vivid image, but it was just a name on the tablet.

He should have given her a glass of wine.

Putting down the wine cup, Jiang Muyuan stood up, accidentally touched the edge of the table, and almost knocked over the wine cup.

Shocking rain poked his head over when he heard the movement: "Master? ”

"It's okay," Jiang Muyuan rubbed his eyebrows, "It's just too much to drink." ”

The rain is unbelievable, just such a pot of wine, can you drink too much?

Han Lei came in from outside and handed the letter in his hand to Jiang Muyuan: "Listen to the wind and send it." ”

Jiang Muyuan took the letter and opened it, and there was a letter addressed to Shou'an, with crooked handwriting.

Didn't you pretend to be wrong?

Jiang Muyuan muttered secretly, and when he turned it over and saw the payment behind the envelope, his eyes froze, and he was in a trance for a moment, and then he hooked his lips and smiled.

It's not the stereotyped words on the tablet, the three words "Gu Yunjin" are written crookedly, and the content of the letter is like a crab running rampant and a ghost drawing a symbol.

But it is full of vigorous vitality.

Jiang Muyuan made a fist with his hand, smiled against the corner of his lips, and the bitterness hovering in his heart that he didn't know what time it was tonight dissipated with his drunkenness.

Yes, now he no longer needs to go to the Qingshui Temple to face the tablet alone on this day.

The girl he wanted to hold in the palm of his hand was still lively and healthy, waiting for him to go back and marry her.

And it's time for him to go back.

Return to the heart like an arrow.