I saw that her light pink skirt had been wet by the drizzle, and Lu Yaqin's hair on her temples was wet and wet on both sides. Even so, it didn't affect her beauty in the slightest. The skin is like snow, the cheeks are like xia, the eyebrows are bright and the teeth are bright, and the lips are like Zhu Dan. A smile and a foot are full of elegance, and Ying Ying's shallow smile seems to be shy, all of which are my state of pity.

Zeng Qingfeng bowed slightly: "Miss Lu, it's rude, we meet again."

When Lu Yaqin saw that the person standing was Zeng Qingfeng, she was secretly happy in her heart, and saluted apologetically: "Zeng Gongzi, it's smiling, it's us who are rude." ”

Zeng Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Where is it?" After the peach forest said goodbye that day, it has not been seen for many days. It's a rainy day, and I think it may be that the heavens are beautiful, so that you and I can meet here. Why don't we meet friends with poetry and compete with vassals? ”

Lu Yaqin smiled with her slender hands: "Zeng Gongzi, he is only eight buckets tall and full of wealth, how dare a little woman show off in front of you?" I'm just a casual pastime for occasional poetry, and I don't dare to compare with you. ”

"It's okay, Miss Lu is too modest." Zeng Qingfeng said.

Lu Yaqin's maid Xiaocui secretly looked at him.

The sword eyebrows are like ink, the black eyes are like deep pools, the nose is like mountain peaks, and the lips are like crimson. Dressed in a blue coarse linen dress, he still can't stop his demeanor, handsome and extraordinary.

Xiao Cui thought to herself: "Zeng Gongzi is by no means under Fan Jian in terms of talent and appearance, and the only difference may be the gap in family background." It's a pity, the person who was the most compatible with her young lady, and the person who was also the lady's favorite, was a poor scholar. Despite his talent, he still ...... Ay! ”

Zeng Qingfeng remembered last year's meeting in the peach forest, and said, "Do you still remember that poem?" ”

Lu Yaqin pretended not to know: "Which song did Zeng Gongzi say?" ”

Zeng Qingfeng said casually: "Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red, and the human face did not know where to go, and the peach blossoms were still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

Lu Yaqin knew that he meant something else, so she lowered her head shyly, and her cheeks were already crimson.

Time slipped away in a beautiful moment, only the memory was eternally still, fixed in the eyes of you and me at this moment.

Lu Yaqin suddenly recalled the scene when she first met Zeng Qingfeng when she was a child, and they were only five or six years old.

That year's severe drought and locust plague caused the crops in the fields to be harvested, and the people were hungry and cold, and the people were struggling to make a living.

The adults went up and down the mountain to dig up some edible wild vegetables all day long, but there were so many victims that it didn't take long for even the grass to be dug bare, and even ate the roots and chewed the bark of the trees, just to fill their stomachs.

Aunt Zeng also took Zeng Qingfeng to dig around all day long, and even the small fish and shrimp in the creek were caught dry, but even so, people still couldn't eat enough, and everyone had a sick posture with yellow faces and muscles.

One day, the grandmother of the Lu family in the village celebrated her 70th birthday, and as a big family in the village and a famous doctor family who saved lives and helped the wounded, the Lu family decided to do good and give porridge. Early in the morning, the hungry people who had rushed to hear the news gathered in a group, just waiting for the soup to be given.

The housekeeper opened the door and shouted loudly: "Today, our Lu family celebrates the 70th birthday of the old lady, and it is the year of the famine. Come and line up here to get it, each person can only receive it once, one person has a bowl of porridge, a steamed bun and a pound of rice. ”

The crowd all smiled when they heard the news, and praised the Lu family's great kindness.

"Dr. Lu, what a good person, a good person must have a good reward......

"The people of the Lu family are really bodhisattvas! Good people, good people......"

Aunt Zeng pulled Zeng Qingfeng and waited for alms in the crowd in line.

The auspicious time has arrived, and Lu Yaqin stood next to his father and watched the people give porridge.

The villagers lined up in turn, moving slowly and orderly in an orderly manner. The victims who got the rice porridge and steamed buns smiled happily and devoured them in spite of their image.

Seeing that the piles of white steamed buns were decreasing little by little, the villagers who had not yet received the food in the back of the queue began to become nervous.

They push me, I push you and shout: "Hurry up ahead, you hurry up!" ”

Lu Youliang saw the scene of pushing and shoving, touched his beard, cleared his throat and said: "Everyone don't worry, everyone has a share, and don't push each other so as not to hurt others." ”

The villagers listened to Dr. Lu's words and calmed down again.

Six-year-old Zeng Qingfeng has yellow muscles and thin muscles, but his eyes have the look of a young man.

When it was his turn to receive the grain, one of the Lu family's porridge cooks accidentally poured the porridge on the ground, causing people to exclaim.

"What a good white porridge, it's a pity!"

The little guy with the sharp-beaked monkey's cheeks shouted impatiently, "Next! ”

Zeng Qingfeng said without humility or arrogance: "Please give me my share again!" ”

The little guy looked at him with disdain and said, "The master has a rule that one person can only get one bowl, and I have already given you yours, who is to blame for accidentally spilling it yourself?" ”

Aunt Zeng stepped forward to help: "It was obvious that you accidentally fell to the ground just now, everyone saw it, how did you frame people?" ”

The villagers helped to say a few words, thinking that they should give a new one.

The grumpy little guy yelled, "You don't want to take it, do you?" If you don't want to get it, get out of here and give it to the next one! ”

Zeng Qingfeng angrily returned the steamed bun he received to him and said: "The ancients had clouds and poverty that could not be moved, mighty and unyielding, rich and noble, and this is a great husband. ”

The little guy sneered: "That's good, the next one." ”

Although Zeng Qingfeng was young, he glared at him unwillingly and asked, "Why the next one?" Obviously, it's my mother's turn to receive it, what I just said only represents my personal opinion, and I don't want to harm the innocent, you are a communiqué personal vendetta. ”

The little servant sneered proudly: "If there is a son, there must be a mother, and your mother must also be a noble person who is not subject to food, of course I have to act according to your original will." ”

Aunt Zeng pulled Zeng Qingfeng out indignantly.

Zeng Qingfeng lowered his head and said, "Mother! I'm sorry I bothered you. ”

Aunt Zeng touched his head and said kindly: "It's okay, it's not your fault, let's go up the mountain to catch rabbits." ”

"Where are the rabbits now? Flying in the sky and swimming on the ground, as long as it can be eaten, it is basically impossible to find it, how can it be said that rabbits? ”

Aunt Zeng smiled and said: "Ah Li, you have to remember that people must always maintain an optimistic and upward spirit. ”

Zeng Qingfeng nodded seriously and pulled his mother out.

"Brother, brother, these steamed buns and rice are for you!"

The immature child's voice sounded, and Zeng Qingfeng turned around to see a five-year-old girl pulling the corner of his clothes and grinning.

Zeng Qingfeng recognized her as Lu Yaqin, the young lady of the Lu family who was standing beside Master Lu just now.

Zeng Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, then took the grain and said, "Thank you." ”

Lu Yaqin pulled a big smile on her tender little face and said, "I saw that your porridge was spilled just now, and I took a few more steamed buns and rice for you, so that you won't be hungry." My name is Lu Yaqin, you can come to me next time if you are hungry. ”

Zeng Qingfeng stared at her gratefully and said: "My name is Zeng Qingfeng, thank you sister Yaqin, the grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates, I will not forget." ”

After speaking, Zeng Qingfeng sighed: "The people take food as the sky, I really hope that the disaster year will pass soon." ”

Later, Lu Yaqin often saw Zeng Qingfeng in the village, but because of her identity as a young lady, she rarely played with other children in the village. Her father always asked her to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she was familiar with the medical girl every day.

Even so, Lu Yaqin will always be unconsciously interested in this Zeng Qingfeng, she often hears adults talking about Zeng Qingfeng's young age and amazing knowledge, or seeing Zeng Qingfeng playing crazy in the crowd from a distance.

Sometimes, Lu Yaqin wants to have a happy childhood like other children, but because the Lu family has only one child, her father has carefully trained her like a boy since she was a child, hoping that she can inherit medical skills in the future and save the world.

Ay! At a young age, he carried a lot of burdens.

Fortunately, she is a girl with a blue heart, smart and capable. Fourteen years old is now a fair lady of the little beauty, not only proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also inherited the medical skills of Lu Shenyi, at a young age with his father began to go to the clinic, is one of the top people in the village.

is fourteen years old, but the people who come to the Lu family to propose marriage have already broken the threshold of the Lu family, but it is a pity that the Lu family has been dissatisfied, and there are too few people who can indeed be worthy of Lu Yaqin.

Outside the long pavilion, Lu Yaqin looked at the Miao Miao River in front of her and retracted her thoughts.

Zeng Qingfeng also held his breath and looked at her softly, "Miss Lu, I don't know what the young talent in your mind looks like?" Dare to ask, is it like Fan Gongzi? ”

Lu Yaqin knew that he had something to say, and remembered that the Fan family came to the Lu family a few days ago to propose marriage, and suddenly her cheeks turned crimson, and she bowed her head and said nothing.

Zeng Qingfeng saw her appearance and laughed at herself: "That's good, it's Zeng Mou's own affection, congratulations to Miss Lu and Fan Gongzi to tie the knot and become a pair, farewell!" ”

After speaking, Zeng Qingfeng almost wanted to leave.

Lu Yaqin stopped him excitedly: "Zeng Gongzi, please stay." Please listen to me, although the Fan family came to our Lu family some time ago to propose marriage, I did not agree. Although Fan Gongzi is good, he is not as good as someone in my eyes. ”

Lu Yaqin's delicate face and the ten thousand tenderness that can't be hidden, anyone who looks at it feels tempted.

When Zeng Qingfeng heard this, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he pursed his lips and smiled: "That's good, I already know Miss Lu's intentions, let him visit Zeng in person one day." ”

When Lu Yaqin heard this, she knew that he was planning to come to the door to propose marriage, and she was overjoyed and happy for a while.

A few more days passed, coinciding with the Chinese Valentine's Day.

Pei Xiuxiu came down from the mountain to look for Zeng Qingfeng, and from a distance, she saw Zeng Qingfeng and Pei Xiuxiu talking and laughing in one place by the river.

She ran straight to them when she was happy, but she was so fierce that she could not restrain herself for a while, and rushed into the river.

In a panic, she dragged Lu Yaqin into the water, only to hear a female scream and the sound of fluttering in the water.

Looking at Pei Xiuxiu and Lu Yaqin, who both fell into the river, Zeng Qingfeng jumped off the river and swam to Lu Yaqin without the slightest hesitation.

After a while, Zeng Qingfeng panted and dragged Lu Yaqin ashore, Lu Yaqin was already frightened and cried.

After Zeng Qingfeng comforted her a few words, he looked at Pei Xiuxiu in the water anxiously.

Seeing that she was wet all over her body and fought for half her life to climb ashore, Pei Xiuxiu panted and pointed at Zeng Qingfeng's nose and scolded: "You forgetful dead Qingfeng, you just watched me drowned in the water?" ”

Zeng Qingfeng replied coldly: "How could you drown if you are so good at water?" Even you taught me how to swim. ”

"You...... You ......" Pei Xiuxiu was so angry that she couldn't speak for a long time.

Zeng Qingfeng directly ignored her, and gently supported the frightened Lu Yaqin and said, "Let's go back quickly, so as not to catch a cold." ”

When Pei Xiuxiu heard this, she immediately became angry and said: "Even if this is the case, you don't have to show affection in front of me now!" Do you think it's appropriate to look at the occasion? ”

Zeng Qingfeng ignored her again, ignoring her as directly as air.

Pei Xiuxiu stomped her feet sadly and scolded: "You... You..."

Seeing the backs of Zeng Qingfeng and Lu Yaqin far away, Pei Xiuxiu cried and came to Zeng's aunt's house to complain.

When Aunt Zeng saw Pei Xiuxiu, who was wet, she personally brought dry clothes for her to change into, and boiled ginger soup to ward off the cold.

After Pei Xiuxiu drank the ginger soup, she hugged Aunt Zeng aggrievedly and said, "It's still the nurse who treats me well, Brother Qingfeng makes me sad today." ”

Aunt Zeng hugged her intimately, patted her shoulder and smiled: "Xiuxiu is jealous?" If that's the case, I'll be happy, which means that you still have a separation in your heart. ”

Pei Xiuxiu retorted: "The eldest lady is not what you think, it's just ......"

"Just what?"

"Hey! I can't tell...... In short, I don't care about Brother Qingfeng, and I'm going to break off my friendship with him for half a month. ”

Halfway through the words, I saw Zeng Qingfeng push open the door and come in.

"Who wants to break up with me for half a month?" Zeng Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and asked.

Aunt Zeng smiled: "No, Xiuxiu is joking." ”

Pei Xiuxiu pursed her lips and said, "I didn't laugh." ”

Zeng Qingfeng pulled out a good-looking arc at the corner of his mouth, and sneered: "Why bother for half a month, how about we break off from now on?" ”

"You...... You ......" Pei Xiuxiu was so angry that she pointed at her hands, unable to speak, tears kept falling, and she looked like a pitiful pear blossom with rain.

Aunt Zeng hurriedly scolded: "Stinky boy, what nonsense, you see that Xiuxiu is crying." ”

After speaking, he wiped away the tears on Pei Xiuxiu's face and said, "Don't cry, I'll scold Ah Li." ”

Aunt Zeng dragged Zeng Qingfeng and said softly, "What's the matter with you?" Don't you want your daughter-in-law? You don't talk to me! Now hurry up and coax Xiuxiu. ”

Zeng Qingfeng said with a serious face: "Mother, I have already found your daughter-in-law for you, Lu Yaqin of the Lu family, please don't pull the red line in the future." ”

"What do you say? Don't talk nonsense, how could the Lu family fall in love with our family? Aunt Zeng looked suspicious.

Zeng Qingfeng said seriously: "I have already gone to the Lu family to propose marriage, and Master Lu has also agreed, and when I go to Beijing to take the exam in the future, if I am the top student in high school, the Lu family will agree to marry my daughter." ”

Aunt Zeng shook her hand and vetoed: "Don't joke, it's not appropriate, you're angry." Only Xiuxiu is suitable for you, and I don't agree with this family business. ”

Zeng Qingfeng turned to leave, and a cool voice came from outside the door: "I have paid attention, don't talk about this matter anymore, I have my own measure." ”

After speaking, he turned around and went back to the study to read by candlelight.