The only person who can do this is Chonghua.

Zhong Weiwei handed it over to Xiaotang to take care of again, walked to the withered yellow vine, supported the vine that had grown to the thickness of an arm, and carefully inspected the soil under his feet.

The soil was firm and even, and there were no signs of being turned over, and it was good, what she had hidden underneath was still there.

When he woke up again, it was almost dark, Zhong Weiwei took the pig's head meat and hurried back.

The lights were already lit inside and outside the Qingxin Palace, and Chonghua was sitting in the hall, with a table of delicacies in front of him.

Hearing the footsteps, he raised his head and looked out, his eyes gentle and his expression joyful.

It's like waiting for a husband at home, and finally seeing his wife and children return.

Zhong Weiwei stopped and decided whether to take out the things in her hand or not.

Chonghua's gaze swirled on the package in her hand, Yun Danfeng took it back lightly, looked at it and smiled again: "Come here." ”

and didn't have as many thoughts as adults, so he flew towards Chonghua happily.

opened his mouth and sold Zhong Weiwei: "Aunt Wei brought you delicious food." ”

Others say "delicious", but they always have to repeat and emphasize "delicious".

As if that were the case, it was delicious.

Chonghua was aroused by his expectations, and looked at Zhong Weiwei with heavy eyes: "What is it?" ”

Because she was afraid that she would perfunctory the past, she quickly added: "You have a conscience." ”

Zhong Weiwei had no way out, so he had to open the package and send it up, a pot of fruit wine, and a piece of pig's head meat:

"The wine is made from grapes from my little yard, and it tastes good;

The pig's head meat is made by the Huang family in the west of the city, with a unique secret recipe and a rare taste. ”

In the past, when she was in Cangshan, Chonghua loved four things the most, one was her tea;

the second is that she picked wild fruits and brewed her own fruit wine;

the third is the sparrows she roasts;

The fourth is the pig's head meat made by the proprietress of Yamashita Yuji.

I eat too many roasted sparrows during autumn hunting, but I haven't eaten home-brewed fruit wine and pig's head meat for a long time.

She remembered his preferences.

Chonghua's eyes deepened, and he silently took the fruit wine, and poured himself a glass first.

Shangshi Xue Ningdie hurriedly stopped: "Your Majesty, please let the slave maid taste it first." ”

Chonghua glanced at her lightly, tilted his head, and drank the fruit wine in the cup in one gulp.

Turning the bottom of the cup towards Zhong Wei, his eyes were provocative, I dare to drink, do you dare to drink?

Zhong Weiwei sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, and also drank it all in one gulp, and brightened the bottom of the glass to Chonghua.

Chonghua hooked the corners of his lips and sandwiched a piece of pig's head meat, Xue Ningdie's face was extremely ugly: "Your Majesty! ”

This is food for the common people, it is difficult to reach the hall of elegance, how can His Majesty the Emperor of the wise and martial Emperor eat it?

And even if she hadn't tasted it yet!

Chonghua turned a deaf ear, fed the pig's head meat into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and then swallowed it, and said fairly:

"Although it tastes different from Yu Ji's pork head meat, it is also delicious."

Zhong Weiwei became happy: "Yes, after I entered Beijing, I never forgot Yu Ji's pig's head meat, and I always thought about where to get some in order to comfort the pain of lovesickness." It's easy to find his home, and once you taste it, you will never forget it. ”

She sighed: "I have eaten it for more than four years, and I have not been tired of this taste, I can't go out during these days, and I will never forget it, and I finally ate it today, it is delicious." ”

After saying that, he saw Chonghua staring at her intently, and his heart suddenly tightened, and he didn't dare to look at him, so he smiled dryly: "Hehe......

Knowing that His Majesty loves to eat, he specially brought you to taste it, if you are happy, how about a year of service? ”

Chonghua poured a glass of wine for her and herself, and raised her glass to signal to her: "Eternal age." ”

Zhong Weiwei picked up the wine glass and saluted him: "Thank you, Your Majesty." ”

Chonghua knocked a chopstick on the head of the curious and drunk wine, and he was hard-hearted: "It's time for you to sleep." ”

looked at Zhong Weiwei with red eyes again: "Aunt Wei ......"

Seeing Chonghua's eyes swept over, he lowered his head, hung his head and left with Xiaotang dejected, Xue Ningdie wanted to step forward to pour wine for Chonghua and Zhong Weiwei, but he was also waved back.

In an instant, only Chonghua and Zhong Weiwei were left in the main hall.

The table is full of delicacies and jade liquid, no match for a pot of shoddy fruit wine and a pork head meat that is difficult to reach the elegant hall.

The wine in the pot has been drunk, and the pig's head meat has been eaten, Zhong Weiwei put down his chopsticks and prepared to say goodbye to Chonghua: "Thank you, Your Majesty and Weichen for celebrating their birthdays." ”

Chonghua threw the empty wine jug aside, picked up another pot of fine wine brewed in the palace, and poured himself another glass:

"Even if you don't mention anything else, you've been a senior brother and sister for ten years, Master is not here, Zhong Hao is not there, it's not a big deal to celebrate your birthday."

Zhong Weiwei saw him mention his father-in-law and Zhong Hao, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

No matter what the senior sister and senior sister do to her, the stepfather really has nothing to say to her.

If her stepfather had lived, she would not have come this far.

Chonghua silently spilled the wine in his cup on the ground, and he also remembered the kindness that Master had done to him.

If the master was still alive, he and Zhong Wei would definitely not have come to this point, maybe they would have gotten married a long time ago, and the children would be so old again.

For a moment, both of them were a little silent.

Xue Ningdie whispered outside: "Your Majesty, the dish is cold, do you want to change a few hot dishes?" ”

"Not necessarily." Chonghua picked up a paulownia box next to him and put it next to Zhong Weiwei: "Give it to you." ”

The paulownia box is simple and round, and it can be seen that it has been around for some years.

Zhong Weiwei recognized it, and when he was in Cangshan, Chonghua had always used it to hold tea cakes.

"What is it?" She opened the box with a smile and was not surprised to see the tea cakes inside.

The tea cakes are firm and beautiful, and even the size is round.

The tea cake is pressed in the middle with a begonia pattern, which is Chonghua's handwriting.

Chonghua also knows how to make tea.

Back in Cangshan, he had to follow her to make tea every year.

The prepared tea cakes were given to her father-in-law, a little was given to her, and the rest were packed and sent back to the capital.

He hid it too well, she had always only thought that he was the son of a wealthy family in the capital, and never associated him with the majestic and glorious palace.

It wasn't until she entered the palace and happened to see the tea he made at the first emperor that she knew what was going on.

At that time, she was not only cold-hearted but also cold-hearted.

thought he had known and loved him for more than six years, but he didn't even know his true identity, and he deserved to be deceived and betrayed.

It's been a long time since these events, but when I think about it now, it still feels like yesterday.

Zhong Weiwei smiled and closed the paulownia box: "How can I be virtuous, I can actually get the second senior brother to make tea by himself, it must have taken a lot of effort." ”

Chonghua's expression was faint: "You sent me fruit wine and pig's head meat, and took care of me again, and made tea for you, in order to repay your affection." ”

Zhong Weiwei's full emotion disappeared suddenly.

Favor?

Want to send her away with a box of tea?

She didn't smile: "Your Majesty, if you really want to talk about this, you really owe a lot of favors to your ministers, and it is far from being made up for with a box of tea." (To be continued.) )