Her palms were still strong.

I have cleared my grievances, and my spirit is better. After bathing, Qiu Wen ate two large bowls of rice in a row. Stir-fried gluten with green vegetables, stewed tofu with radish, dried soup with chicken skin bamboo shoots, and white japonica rice, eating fragrant and fragrant.

The people in the small kitchen are all the masters who watch the dishes of others. They saw that Liu Ye took care of this girl a lot, and they only thought that she was a creative person. The attitude is attentive and the smile is more.

Autumn Moon ate the rice. A mother-in-law took her bowl and wanted to add food to her.

Autumn Wen shook his head repeatedly. "I can't eat it, thank you, Mom."

"Can't eat it? There were two eggs and three chicken bones in the pot. ”

"I can't eat it."

Autumn pattern washed the dishes and chopsticks first.

The uncle gave her a month off to recuperate. Once she healed, she had to repeat the work of lighting the fire. The days that followed were uneventful, busy as usual, and sent as usual.

This robbery is over, just waiting to catch the thief who stole the gold chun.

These mothers and mothers-in-law are not easy to mess with. If the words are offended, the actions are sluggish, and if you get into trouble again, you have to take it out and settle the account.

She had to be cautious.

After eating enough, a daughter-in-law persuaded her to go out for a walk, eliminate food, and move her muscles and bones, which is no harm.

She nodded. In fact, Qiu Wen just wants to lie down, and his butt hurts. She rubbed a little pain-relieving white medicine, and although she couldn't see the bruises, she felt much less pain.

Ripples immediately rippled in the pool.

Circle by circle, towards the heart of the pool.

She didn't know that there were many fat herring in this small pond. The water of the pool is crystal clear. The herring cruising back and forth, eating the aquatic plants at the bottom of the pond, swimming freely.

Autumn Pattern envied these fish and looked at them stupidly for a while.

A figure gradually approached her.

A white figure.

The visitor was silent for a while, and then said, "Since you are injured, why don't you go back to the house to rest?" Didn't you already give you a month off? ”

The voice was clear and gentle, not angry and self-assured.

Autumn Pattern was taken aback.

She hurriedly stood up, bowed her head and saluted.

"Excuse me."

Ximo raised his head and looked at the brilliant clouds in the sky. The twilight rises, but the sunset does not set, and rows of birds fly in herringbones, lining the sky with a different liveliness.

The geese have left a voice, and the people have left a name.

Ximo suddenly thought of these eight words.

Man is inherently dead. He is not uncommon to leave a name in history.

Death is heavier than Mount Tai; There is lighter than a feather. But people can only live one life. All this life and the next life are all comforts and falsehoods. He just wants to do something in his limited life.

Evil cannot prevail over good.

Thinking about returning home this time and helping the King of Beining to alleviate a crisis except for an inner ghost, Ximo still felt comfortable.

He was in a good mood.

"Why don't you go back?"

Ximo looked into her eyes.

"Uncle, the slave and maid are too hungry to eat, so they have to come out for a walk."

She was telling the truth.

Shi Ximo is the eldest son of Shifu and the owner of the Rice Herb House. His words can really decide the fate of many people. Qiu Wenzhi's status is low, she doesn't want to deliberately greet her, but she also has to do it so as not to disgust her master.

"Eaten? All...... What did you eat? ”

Autumn pattern was stunned. Why is this question asked? She lowered her head and replied honestly: "Two bowls of rice, stewed tofu with radish, fried gluten with green vegetables, and a bowl of dried chicken skin bamboo shoot soup." ”

Ximo nodded, looking at her figure, and those eyes, which were still very similar to the woman who had saved her before.

"Do you like to eat?"

Qiu Wen didn't know what Ximo meant by this question, and continued to reply carefully: "Uncle Hui, the slave is from a small family, and it is good to be able to eat and drink three meals a day, where do you dare to be picky?" In addition, the food in the house, even if it is a vegetarian fried green vegetable, with oil and salt, the taste is good enough. Autumn pattern is really satisfied. ”

Ximo smiled.

"Where are you from? Listening to this accent and looking like a local woman? ”

"The slave maid is from Jiangcheng, but the residence is more remote."

"Where, exactly?"

"The slave maid lives in Pozi Street."

Ximo frowned: "Pozi Street? I haven't heard of it. ”

"The street is very small and very narrow, and there are not many households."

"Why is it called Pozi Street, and what is its origin?"

Ximo seemed to break the casserole and asked to the end. The more he asked, the more panicked he became, for fear that he would say the wrong thing and upset him.

"This ...... The slave and maid didn't know. ”

Ximo pondered for a while.

He just wanted to hear more about Akimo's voice. The more he listened, the more he remembered the girl who looked like a village girl with a basket on her back. He was wounded and lay unconscious by the river in the suburbs, groaning in pain. It was the girl who fed him water, and broke the grain little by little, and put it into his mouth. He can stagger back home, although he has the support of Liu Jianran, but also the grace of the girl's food.

Is it or not?

Shi Ximo didn't dare to ask rashly.

He treats one thing, and if he cares about it, he can always find results.

There is no hurry.

Ximo's waist is tied with a bag. He took off the bag, poured a little fish food into the palm of his hand, and threw it into the small pond one by one, causing the herring to chase after him.

"Here, you feed me."

Ximo beckoned to her and whispered to her.

Autumn pattern had to come. She saw the bag in Ximo's hand, which was colorful and dazzling, and she suddenly felt familiar.

That day, she followed Wang Po to the street, and when she crossed the street to buy cakes, did she pick up a small bag? When she entered the Shi Mansion, she always carried it around her, hiding in a pillow and no one saw her.

Like this one, it was embroidered with delicate begonia lace and golden tassels. If you don't look closely, you will mistake it for one.

Qiu Wen respectfully took the bag and thought: What if the uncle is the owner of the bag? Do you want to ask?

If so, he will return it immediately, and the uncle will be happy.

After Qiu Wen finished feeding the fish food, he plucked up his courage and said: "Uncle, before the slave maid entered the house, he picked up a bag on the street. The style, color and workmanship of the bag are exactly the same as yours. ”

Ximo raised his eyes and asked softly, "Then you can take it with me." ”

"Yes."

The autumn veins receded.

Ximo stared at her back. This is a strong girl. After suffering from thirty boards, he can still walk so fast.

The herring in the pond is still jumping.

I don't know when, Liu Jianran was already walking behind Shi Ximo.

"The sunset is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk." Liu Jianran let out a sigh of emotion.

"Why are you sighing?"

Ximo turned.

Liu Jianran changed his clothes, and stood in a chic manner in the evening breeze. Although it is not as handsome as Ximo, it is also outstanding.

"I sigh because of you." Sword Dye straightened up.

"What do I have to sigh about?" Ximo smiled slightly, pretending to be confused.

"For the sake of convenience, King Ningbei suggests that you leave the mansion and find another house. You can find a book and live alone. As soon as the old lady and the old man in this house heard that you were going to enter the office, they wanted to make friends with the powerful, not only with you silver, but also with you a little girl, so that you could go out. ”

Ximo smiled.

"King Ningbei is right. But I changed my mind. ”

"Why?"

"Leaving hastily arouses suspicion. It's better to be in the house, like before. Others are used to seeing it, and they don't doubt it. ”

Liu Jianran was silent.

"After a long time, I still can't hide it from your father. After all, he is an official in the court, and if he is tempted by Houlu, he will be dispatched by the faint monarch with peace of mind, and even help him to abuse him...... In the future, I am afraid that you and him will still be enemies. ”

This is also to the point.

As early as the day when he followed the righteous act of King Ningbei, Ximo expected it.

"Although there is a gap between me and him, but if I look closely, he still has justice in his heart."

Liu Jianran looked at the courtyard where Shi Yuan lived with a complicated mind, and was noncommittal: "I have a different opinion from you, Ling Zun is indecisive in many things, and he is not a decisive person. And there is another person who blows the pillow wind beside him...... I'm afraid my mind isn't so clear......"

Ximo's face was solemn.

This person who blows the pillow wind is talking about Aunt Sun.

Aunt Sun is a favorite concubine, but she also does the duty of being in charge. Mrs. Yu was not there, and when she encountered a red and white affair in her colleague's house, Shi Yuan asked Aunt Sun to go out to meet guests.

A concubine, in and out of the housewife's money.

Shi Yuan took his concubine as his wife, and his relatives handled it unfairly, and he saw the big in the small, and he must have lost justice and bias in the affairs of his family and country.

Liu Jianran didn't say anything.

The two looked at the herring in the pool. It was originally a pool of stagnant water, but because more than 100 fish fry were put in, duckweed, and rhodium grass grew in the pond, and rhombic flowers bloomed, which was a derivation.

"I'm ready to do both."

All of a sudden, the autumn pattern came again. She wrapped the bag in a handkerchief and carefully held it in her left hand.