Chapter Eighty-Seven: Pastoral Stories
Jiang Ziyu and Nan Huaifeng didn't look at Yuna and Nan Chenqing in the temple, so they walked slowly all the way back to the palace, but they happened to see Yuna sitting on the bridge in a quiet daze. Jiang Ziyu thought about it and asked Nan Huaifeng to find something to do on her own, and she walked over and sat next to Yuna.
"Something?" Jiang Ziyu asked lightly, Yuna came back to her senses, first shook her head, bit her lip and thought about it and nodded.
Jiang Ziyu looked like she was waiting for her to say, Yuna stirred a handkerchief in her hand, and sighed softly: "I feel that I am very unproductive, Nan Chenqing has treated me like that, I still ...... him"
"Unforgettable?" Jiang Ziyu answered lightly, Yuna pursed her lips and nodded: "I keep telling myself that I can't be the same as before, Nan Chenqing is not worthy of my trust, but it's still useless." ”
Jiang Ziyu glanced around, didn't feel that there were others, and asked curiously, "What about Nanchenqing?" Leave yourself here and run away? ”
"No, he went to the back mountain. He wanted to follow me, but I didn't. I wanted to be quiet, I didn't know what to do next. In Yuna's heart, Qu Yan will always be a thorn in the thorn. You can't pull it out and you can't ignore it.
Jiang Ziyu picked up a few stones from the ground and threw them into the river boringly, listening to the crisp plopping sound, she smiled faintly: "Who knows the road in the future?" ”
Yuna didn't seem to understand, and Jiang Ziyu continued: "Since you like him, you should fight for him." Don't care about how many Qu Yan there are, because you know what kind of person Nan Chenqing is, and you still like him uncontrollably. ”
"But I'm afraid ......"
"What's there to be afraid of? If you fail, you can start all over again, and in retrospect, you will regret your retreat today. The reason why Jiang Ziyu dared to say this was also because he was sure of Nan Chenqing's intentions.
Doesn't he regret Qu Yan's matter? He also regretted it. But he had no choice, since he married Qu Yan in the first place, he should swallow all the consequences. Nan Chenqing would rob her yard, which was unexpected by her, but it was reasonable to think about it carefully.
I don't know if the Nan family is emotional, or her lover and the friends she has made are all affectionate.
"So what should I do? Looking for Nan Chenqing to show goodwill? Yuna faintly felt that what Jiang Ziyu said was right, at least in order not to regret it in the future, she should also give it a try. It's just a Qu Yan, she has already left the capital, and she has nothing to fear.
It's just that she doesn't know how to face Nan Chenqing, she is still as good to him as before, and she still feels unbalanced in her heart.
"What are you doing? Take out the demeanor you did when you entered Beijing, do whatever you want, don't deliberately please Nan Chenqing, it is his fault first. Jiang Ziyu still remembered Yuna's appearance when she entered and exited Beijing, and asked her to show her high-spirited posture at the beginning.
Not to mention how good this character is, at least it can't be thrown away early.
Yuna bit her lip and seemed to understand what Jiang Ziyu meant, and there was some gratitude in her eyes, "Princess, you are so good to me." My brother said that most of the women who are close to each other will end well, but I am lucky. ”
Jiang Ziyu smiled and said nothing, she regarded Yuna as a friend in her heart, such a frank and simple thing is unattainable for her life.
"It's almost time for lunch, what do you want to eat?" Jiang Ziyu is not a person who can express her feelings, except for Nan Huaifeng, she can't say anything to others. But Yuna didn't think anything, the princess has always been like this, not saying it doesn't mean that she will forget all about her kindness to herself.
Yuna puffed out her mouth and remembered that there was a field next to the palace, where all kinds of vegetables were grown, she shyly tugged at her sleeves, and whispered that she wanted to go and see, Jiang Ziyu chuckled and accompanied her.
The two of them stood in the vegetable patch, looking at all kinds of vegetables they didn't know and were confused. Yuna hesitated to pick a vegetable she didn't know what it was, and carefully put it into the bamboo basket: "This should be edible." ”
"It's estimated that you can eat it, but I don't know what it is."
Yuna is a native of Beiyi, and the place is cold and rare vegetables, and she is a royal princess, so it is normal that she has not seen these native dishes. And Jiang Ziyu, when she had all the fruits and vegetables in her previous life, she was still a child, and when she grew up a little, she caught up with the scarcity of resources in the apocalypse.
These two people imagined that picking vegetables was too simple, so that now they are a little numb when they look at the dishes all over the ground, and they don't know what to choose and what not to choose. It is not clear which ones are ripe and which ones are not.
"Forget it, this one looks familiar." Jiang Ziyu felt that this should be a cucumber, although she was a little bigger than a normal cucumber, and the feel was not right. But I still put it in.
The more Jiang Ziyu picks up, the more confident he becomes, and throws whatever he picks into the bamboo basket, Yuna is still a little weak-hearted, and always feels that what he picks up is inedible.
"What are you two doing?"
Nan Chenqing and the others came down from the hot springs, talking refreshedly, and happened to see two familiar figures in the vegetable field.
"Pick...... Pick the vegetables. Yuna said with a weak heart, glanced at the messy bamboo basket, and silently stretched out her foot to block it.
Nan Chenqing chuckled, walked over and pulled a few times, and said with a smile: "Come on, what is this?" Even a tired cook can't make a dish. ”
Jiang Ziyu frowned when he heard this, turned around and walked over, with disdain in his eyes: "Your cook is too stupid." ”
Nan Chenqing touched his nose, the dishes in this are all single, these two people don't know how to pick as many dishes, this chef can make a hodgepodge at most, or the kind that can't be eaten.
"Yo, this zucchini was picked before it was ripe?" Nan Chenqing weighed the zucchini in his hand, this fried dish must be unpalatable.
Jiang Ziyu snorted coldly with a gloomy face, raised his feet and left. Nan Chenqing didn't know why, she was still picking vegetables in the bamboo basket, Yuna bit her lip and thought about it and said to him: "What you have in your hand is what the princess picked just now." ”
Nan Chenqing's hand picked the vegetables, and his face was a little unnatural: "Really? ”
Yuna nodded sincerely, and Nan Xun, who was waiting for him behind him, covered her stomach and laughed: "You deserve it, you provoked her again, hahaha It's a good show to go back to the capital." ”
Nan Chenqing stretched out his hand and threw a clod of soil and smashed it over, picked up the bamboo basket resignedly, and walked down the mountain with Yuna.
Jiang Ziyu glanced back to the palace, Nan Huaifeng was in the place where the stove was set up yesterday, and he baked something again. The smell is very familiar and fragrant. She sniffed for a while, and said with some surprise: "Roasted corn? ”
"Well, I just saw that there were in the kitchen, so I picked a few over, and it happened that this one was almost ripe." Nan Huaifeng skillfully rolled the fresh and slightly blackened corn on the stove, Jiang Ziyu squatted beside him, waiting patiently, and his eyes were still shining and very cute.
In her previous life, Jiang Ziyu liked the corn roasted by her grandfather the most, but when her grandfather passed away, she didn't eat it much, and occasionally her brother would buy it for her on the street, but that was not the taste in her memory.
Jiang Ziyu, a reincarnated human, was pleasantly surprised by this taste, because this taste was really a long time lost to her.
Nan Huaifeng handed her the ripe one, and Jiang Ziyu held the wooden chopsticks and puffed out his face to blow the steaming corn and took a small bite.
"It's so strange for you to be princes, one can make a fire and roast corn, and the other knows all kinds of dishes." Jiang Ziyu's impression of the prince is not like this, so isn't the prince all discouraged and indiligent? It's good to go to their south house, it's like going to a matriarchal society.
Nan Huaifeng was still leaning on the rest of the corn, looking at Jiang Ziyu's bulging cheeks, and his mouth was very cute, he had never seen Ziyu interested in anything, but he didn't expect to bump into it by mistake today.
"You're talking about Nanxun."
It just so happened that Nan Xun came back, he just laughed at Nan Chenqing and laughed all the way, and when he heard these words as soon as he arrived at the palace, his heart suddenly cried.
"I, why am I not working hard?" He really can't refute this grain without distinguishing between them, whoever eats doesn't care where the food comes from or what it looks like, just eat it.
Nan Huaifeng glanced at it lightly, Nan Xun was aggrieved and didn't speak, what is the matter, he was the one who was injured back. Nan Chenqing covered her mouth behind her and snickered - it's time, feng shui takes turns.
"Sister, Flowey." Qian Qian ran all the way over, followed by Xingyu and Zipo, and the little girl held a bright wreath in her hand and handed it to Jiang Ziyu as if offering a treasure.
Jiang Ziyu took the garland and put it on the top of his head without disliking it, and then remembered something, and chuckled: "An'er also made me a garland, but unfortunately the flowers wilted later." ”
"Thank you, Sissi." Jiang Ziyu sighed and didn't forget to thank the little girl, the little girl was a little shy when she got the praise, and she twisted and said that she was not welcome. Originally, Qian Qian was a little afraid of Jiang Ziyu, but when she was eating yesterday, it was this big sister who noticed her first.
The mother and daughter of the Wen family hurriedly came over to join in the excitement when they saw such a lively scene in front of them, they didn't know what was going on with the garland when they first came, they just thought that Jiang Ziyu deliberately pretended to be innocent and innocent.
"Yo, what does this look like with a bunch of flowers on top of your head? It's really unorthodox. Aunt Wen held the shelf of the elders, and counted the face of Jiang Ziyu in front of people.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she said this, the little girl next to her cried, Xingyu hurriedly coaxed, and Nan Xun was also busy holding things to make her happy, but the little girl just didn't stop.
"Harm, hurt my sister was said."
The little girl said this intermittently, Nan Xun didn't think about it so much, this girl was brought by her, and she also promised Mrs. Meng Hou that she would take care of it, but now she cried for such a trivial matter, and her face was not very good immediately.
"Isn't it just to relax? Every day is a rule, you have to talk about the rules, today we will talk about the sermon and say, although you are your cousin's aunt, but you also have no official position, you should pay a salute if you don't ask for peace when you see us people, right? I think you're the most unruly, and you talk about your sister-in-law every day, who is this! ”
Nan Xun's temper is not a day or two, but that mouth didn't even let Nan Huaifeng go, if it weren't for Jiang Ziyu's education, I wouldn't know where to drink and talk about Nan Huaifeng at this time.
Although he has been stable for a while, and his temperament has also converged, it does not mean that the character he has cultivated for more than ten years has changed all of a sudden, and the little girl is crying so distressed at this time, he didn't think much about it, and said Aunt Wen a good mouth.
"You, you...... I'm the prince's aunt! ”
Nan Xun rolled his eyes and slammed back unceremoniously: "You are my cousin's aunt, not my aunt, what are you yelling at me?" ”
Aunt Wen was still a little unconvinced, and Jiang Ziyu slowly persuaded her: "Nanxun, you don't have to say a word." He turned his head and said to his aunt: "Auntie, Nan Xun's father is the prince's own uncle. ”
With just one sentence, Aunt Wen lost her temper, even Nan Huaifeng has to respect her elders, if she is embarrassed, there will be more trouble after Nan Xun returns to Beijing. The old prince didn't dare to find trouble with Nan Huaifeng, didn't he dare to find their mother and daughter?
Aunt Wen pulled Wen Shu'er and said that she had something to go, and as soon as she left, Qian Qian stopped crying, wiped her tears and jumped out of Nan Xun's arms. Jumping around and playing.
Nan Xun looked at the little girl with some astonishment, and Nan Huaifeng chuckled: "The people of the old Meng family are all ghosts. ”
Jiang Ziyu looked at the little girl and gradually fell in love, how smart this girl is, she also knows how to protect her, she is well-behaved and sensible, she wants to take her back to the palace to raise. How fun it is to look at such a living treasure every day.