On the day of the first birthday, the south wind was slow, the sky was clear, the magpies were on the branches, and Song Qingyun's small courtyard was very lively.

Guo's mother accompanied Qingyun to check whether there was anything missing in the kitchen, the cook was invited from Qingyuan Mansion, and often made banquets for some large families, not to mention the exquisite cooking skills, but also the identity and taste of the guests, and each dish could make people satisfied.

"In May and June, fruits and vegetables are abundant, but the weather is gradually getting hotter, and the diet should not be too greedy and greasy."

Yesterday, Qingyun had already seen the menu listed by the chef, and today was just a formality, and when she saw the prepared cold dishes neatly placed on the table, she nodded with satisfaction.

"I heard that the steamed fish with acacia flowers was proposed by you, Madame, and Madame has a deep knowledge in food and drink, which is admirable." Guo's mother said with a smile on the side.

There are a lot of locust trees planted by the river, and when the south wind blows at night, the whole yard is full of locust fragrance, which is refreshing.

"I'm also thinking about it, it's not that the chef is good, and ordinary people can't make such good dishes."

Her words were like a gurgling mountain spring, which made people feel comfortable to listen to, and Guo's mother was full of smiles on her eyebrows and eyes, and helped her out of the kitchen.

There were guests coming over one after another, and the first to arrive was naturally Sun Maoyuan's family, with a family of 12 people, plus maids, and almost 30 mothers-in-law, who surrounded the courtyard of Qingyun's family.

In the main room, Dou Bao was wearing a big red five-bat handichoke with a birthday group, and a set of red gold Ruyi collars given by Mrs. Li around her neck.

"You can rest and leave things to the next person to do." Mrs. Sun held her hand distressedly, pitiful, fatherless and motherless and pulling the child alone, she had to do the things of the house herself, the old man thought in his heart "Amitabha", don't let her goddaughter be so tired in the future.

Doubao pounced, still holding his small fist, his eyes shining, looking at his mother excitedly.

"What is Doubao holding in the palm of his hand?" Qingyun took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth, only to see his fleshy little hands spread out, and a room full of people laughing back and forth.

Sun Zhe's youngest son gave him a piece of nest candy, Doubao was reluctant to eat it, and wanted to leave it to his favorite mother, holding it too tightly, the sugar silk had melted, and there was slimy sugar everywhere in his palms.

"Good grandson, come to my grandmother, this thing will be enough to eat in the future, pity your mother's filial piety, old family, go back and make snacks for Doubao and send it over, our family can't lack anything to eat for the child."

Sun Quan's daughter-in-law's surname is Zhao, and her mother's family is in the gouache business, and Sun Quan, who opened a silk and satin village, is a spicy and bold person.

"Mother, aren't you embarrassed? How can I have the craftsmanship of my second brother and sister, the pastries she makes are the most to your liking, and I don't dare to play with a big knife in front of her. ”

Sun Hao's daughter-in-law's surname is Qian, and she has a gentle personality, which complements the rugged and bold Sun Hao's personality.

She doesn't know how to gag like her sister-in-law, and more often she looks like a stuffy gourd with a saw-mouthed mouth, but it doesn't affect the harmony and intimacy between the concubines at all.

was ridiculed by his sister-in-law and only pursed his lips, and then until he left, Qian carefully observed what kind of dim sum Doubao liked, silently remembered it in his heart, and went back to make several boxes of pastries and sent them over.

Sun Zhe's daughter-in-law, Xu, is the daughter of Zhao's uncle's family, and the two are cousins, and now they are also married into the Sun family, which is just the icing on the cake.

When the hour came, on the long rosewood table in the center of the room were the four treasures of the study and some common items for grabbing Zhou, and before Old Man Sun could speak, the little meat ball's eyes lit up, and he went straight to a scabbard on the side of the table.

"The children can be taught!" The scabbard was put on it by Sun Hao temporarily, but he didn't expect Doubao to grab it and hold it in his arms, which made everyone laugh, and the kid looked at everyone puzzled, not knowing where he was funny.

"When you celebrate your birthday again, the second uncle will invite you a fist and foot master, this kid must be a general."

"Oh, this can't be done, second brother, you are sincere in making trouble, how can you let my good grandson go to fight and kill? Having you in the house is enough to give me a headache. ”

Mrs. Li pinched a brush on the table and coaxed Dou Bao to say, "Good grandson, is it okay for grandmother to exchange this?"

Unexpectedly, Doubao took it and stuffed the brush directly into the scabbard, and pulled it out again in the posture of learning to draw the knife, back and forth a few times, the more he played, the more excited he became, Mrs. Li supported her forehead, and only complained that her second son was too nonsense.

Sending off the last group of guests, Qingyun's legs were swollen as if they were not his own.

Guo's mother took Ziling to register the gifts sent by the guests, and it was already the willow tops on the moon when she was done.

"Mother Guo has worked hard, let's go down and rest early." After Qingyun put away the gift list, he said with a smile to Guo's mother.

Zi Ling came in to wash her, Qingyun only wore a middle coat on the kang, and played a fan for Doubao, who was sleeping with a red face.

"Miss!" Zi Ling, who went out to splash water, came in in a panic, her eyes frightened, "Why do I notice that there is movement over there in the workshop?"

It was already a June day, and the windows were open in the house, and the light cloud lifted the corner of the window screen and listened for a moment, but did not hear anything.

"The workshop hasn't started in the past two days, and there's nothing inside, so don't make a fuss, you can go and rest."

Zi Ling hurriedly blessed her body, closed the door and went to the west room.

Qingyun slept a little hot at night, and perhaps mosquitoes came in when the window screen was lifted, and there was an annoying buzzing sound in my ears from time to time.

She got up and lit a bean-sized incense, the cold aroma flowed in her nose, Qingyun was sleepy, and lay on her side to fan the sleeping Doubao fan.

On the willow tree outside the courtyard wall, a man in a green robe stared at the window of the main house for a long time.

"Song Qingyun?"

The bright moon hung high, and the man's slender body looked very lonely, his skin was sickly blue, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he was handsome.

"Ah sneeze ......" Qingyun sneezed in the room, touched Doubao's body without sweat, and then lay down on his side.

In the early morning of the next day, when Qingyun got up, Doubao was already sitting by the kang to play, with his little body facing away from her, not knowing what he was tinkering with.

Ziling came in with a curtain and served Qingyun to wash and dress, and Qingyun saw that she wanted to speak and stopped, and couldn't help but say, "If you have something to say, it's not like your character." ”

"Miss!" Zi Ling suddenly knelt down and said in a panic, "Miss, Zi Ling will listen to you in the future, stop talking too much, please don't drive me out." ”

Qingyun was stunned, she had scared her with words before, that was because she was too wild, and she had a posture of not being afraid of heaven and earth.

Now that she has been following her for almost two years, she has changed a lot of problems, how could she send her home for no reason?

"You get up and speak? Did someone tell you something yesterday? ”

There were a lot of people yesterday, and it was the first time for Qingyun to host such a big family banquet, and he had no time to take care of Ziling's emotions.

"Miss!"

Zi Ling stood up with red eyes, and Doubao on the kang found that the atmosphere was delicate, and he also put down the things in his hand and looked at them quietly.

"No one has told me anything, I know it's wrong, I will definitely be your right-hand man in the future, and take Master Doubao well."

Qingyun sighed secretly, Zi Ling is young, the relationship between the members of the family is simple, the mind is simple, and she is completely a child who does not care about the world.

Suddenly said this, how could it be that no one clicked, she didn't say that she was afraid of herself, it was better to stop there, she was secretly observing for a few more days.