After going down the mountain, Uncle Liu had to send them back to Songshan Temple, but Gao Yangrong couldn't push them a few times, so he had to let Uncle Liu go to the temple with him.

After entering the temple, Uncle Liu asked a temple person, and the temple person took them to the backyard of the temple, waited at the door, and after a while, Mr. Meng came out.

"Oops! You're back, I want to go to the mountains to see you, but they say the mountain road is blocked, so I have to wait here. ”

Gao Yangrong and the others put down their burdens and bowed to Mr., and Uncle Liu saluted respectfully.

"This is Brother Liu, I heard about it, thanks to you for taking care of my students, thank you very much."

Uncle Liu hurriedly said: "Don't dare, don't dare, hard work Gao Gongzi and Ni Gongzi." ”

Mr. Meng asked Mr. Liu to enter the house, and he said that he would go to someone to return the matter and leave.

Gao Yangrong and the others followed Mr. in, and saw that it was a simple residence, only one, and when they entered the house, there was a kang, and there was a wooden table and two square chairs in the house.

"You sit on the kang, it's warm there, you are tired, it's good to have this experience, it's good for you to work your muscles and bones, starve your body and skin."

After speaking, I saw Ni Sicai's white and chubby face, and then looked at the tight wrapping of the cotton jacket, and I saw that I had gained a lot of weight.

Looking at Gao Yangrong, it is still the same as before, strange.

"Are you going to eat noodles? The white is red and the mouth is cut with two taels of meat. ”

Ni Sicai's face was even redder, holding back, didn't his lips grow a little thicker, he actually said so, some people said that his mouth was thick and loyal, and his lips were thin.

"As the old saying goes, the mouth eats all directions, and I don't think Sicai has a big mouth, how can I go to the mountains to eat like this? You can see that the teacher's chest is attached to his back when he is hungry in the temple, and his waist is stiff. ”

Ni Sicai complained, what does hunger have to do with rickets?

Gao Yangrong said: "Mr. is hard, we have game to eat in the mountains, Sicai doesn't eat much, he is a person who drinks water and is fat, unlike me, I don't grow meat when I eat anything, my eldest sister ......, my father said that I have a deceitful body, and I keep the delicious food at home, but I don't see fat, in fact, I eat more than Sicai." ”

Mr. Meng nodded and said, "Yes, yes, so do I." ”

Ni Sicai didn't know why he just came back to meet and said to eat, it seems that Mr. is hungry in the temple, Mr. is a person who has no meat and no food.

"Come on, come on, take you to meet Master Jing Xian, it just so happens that he is there, or he can't always see others. Hurry up, maybe it'll be gone again in a while. ”

Gao Yangrong didn't drink any tea and got up and followed Mr. out, walked forward, passed through a large hall, and came to a Buddhist hall like a Tibetan scripture pavilion, Mr. Meng said at the door: "Master, Tongpu has brought students here." ”

Someone opened the door, and Mr. Meng smiled: "Lady Le is here." ”

A woman said, "Mr. Meng, please come in." ”

Gao Yangrong and Ni Sicai looked over at the same time, and saw a woman with a bun wrapped in brocade, a bright forehead, beautiful eyes, and a black mole between her eyebrows, who opened the door and let her aside.

When they entered, Le Niangzi walked out and closed the door.

Ni Sicai felt sorry in his heart, a very beautiful little lady, it's a pity. He grew up in a large family, and he knows the importance of being the right person, and he has already found a good family for him at home, and he will be married after the hospital test next year.

Gao Yangrong also thought in his heart, he was more precocious, understood the hearts of the world, and most of a woman's marriage was based on her maiden background and identity, with very few exceptions, such as the eldest sister.

The two of them went in and saluted respectfully to an old man who was seated, "I've seen the master." ”

Gao Yangrong saw it and thought: He is older than his grandfather, his beard is all white, but his body is better than his grandfather, his face is not dark gray, and his face is very shiny, unlike his grandfather, who has worked hard for many years and has a dull complexion.

Ni Sicai thought to himself: Why is Mr. Meng a little similar to the master, especially the eyes.

He is very sensitive to people's appearance, and will always see places that others can't see.

Master Jingxian nodded, and Mr. Meng said: "This student of mine, Gao Yangrong, knows a little bit about arithmetic, and he has two strokes, and his father learned it, so let him help Le Niangzi, it just so happens that I have to stay for a while, just rush back to Beijing a year ago, and the master can use them Don't be polite." ”

Master Jingxian looked at a temple man standing next to him, and the man said to Gao Yangrong, "Donor, please come with me." ”

Gao Yang Rongmeng rubbed it, felt sudden, look at Mr.

Mr. Meng said: "Go, I think you will solve some calculations, help calculate quickly, don't delay time, you have to go home for the New Year." ”

Gao Yangrong had no choice but to bow and leave, Ni Sicai followed, and was stopped by Mr.: "Sicai stays, aren't you going to see your relatives?" Go quickly, stay for a few days and come back quickly. ”

Ni Sicai also retired, and now scratches his head at the door, how does Mr. know that his relatives are here?

Then go for it.

Matsuyama's surname is Lang, it is his uncle, and before leaving, his father gave him the address and asked him to go and see it if he was free, that is, he didn't send a letter to his aunt saying that he came to Matsuyama Pass.

Ni Sicai inquired all the way to Lang's mansion, and didn't give the address to ask where the prefect lived, and someone would show the way.

When he arrived at the gate of Lang's Mansion, he went to the corner door and knocked on the door, came out of a gatehouse, and looked at him suspiciously, Ni Sicai was wearing a cloth cotton jacket, and he didn't change his clothes when he went down the mountain, and he looked like a blind stream.

"Who are you looking for?"

"May I ask if it's the mansion of Lord Lang?"

The porter nodded, there have been more homeless people recently, and the porter closed the door a little more, leaving only a crack.

"My surname is Ni, I'm from the capital, and Mrs. Lang is my aunt."

The porter was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Son, please go and tell Madame later." ”

Ni Sicai looked at what he was wearing, speechless, no one would think that he was the nephew of the prefect's wife.

After a while, there were hurried footsteps at the door, and a woman's voice: "Where is the man?" ”

The door opened, and Ni Sicai saw that his aunt's face was anxious, so he bowed down and said, "Auntie." ”

Mrs. Lang hugged Ni Sicai, and tears fell: "Sicai, what's wrong with you?" Does your dad know? Hurry up, go back to the house, and say. ”

Pulling Ni Sicai into the hospital, and returning to the main courtyard, Mrs. Lang ordered tea and snacks in a stack.

looked at his nephew again and choked up: "Sicai, when did you arrive?" Why don't you send a letter in advance? Quarreled with the family? It's snowing so hard, how did you get here? Your dad isn't looking for you either? Wait to write to him. ”

Mrs. Lang went back to the capital after two years, and she liked this kind-hearted nephew quite much, and she was distressed to see him like this.

"Auntie, don't worry, I've been here for almost two months, and I've come out with my husband, but I don't have time to say hello to my aunt, I've been in Songshan, and I only went down the mountain today."

Mrs. Lang wiped her tears and was surprised.

Ni Sicai told the matter, and Mrs. Lang was pleasantly surprised: "Your husband lives with Master Jingxian?" Have you ever met Master Leisure? ”

Ni Sicai nodded and said, "I just met, I haven't seen it before." ”

Mrs. Lang got up and said, "Then why are you here with me?" Hurry back, follow your husband, come back when you go, I have something to take back to Beijing, I will let someone send you back, and let your uncle go to the temple to find you tomorrow, hurry up. ”

Ni Sicai's mouth opened wide, and he wanted to cry in his heart, but he hadn't drunk a sip of water yet.

Mrs. Lang didn't feel sorry for her nephew anymore, so she called the steward to send her nephew back to Songshan Temple, and sent someone to call the master back.