Chapter 230: The Fourteenth Guest of the Thanksgiving Banquet
"Knock knock", knocked on the door three times, neither light nor heavy, and someone whispered outside: "Miss Zheng, is Miss Yan in the house?" β
It seems to be Fu's mother's voice.
Zheng Zhuzhu responded: "Yes." β
Fu's mother said: "The banquet is about to start, Miss Yan can prepare to sit down." β
I stood up and said, "Okay, I'll come." β
Fu's mother's shadow disappeared in a flash, Zheng Zhuzhu stood up and sent me to the door, and said, "No one will take care of me after the banquet, I may also sneak to the small table in the backyard to join in the fun, you remember to come to me after the banquet." β
I nodded and walked towards the main courtyard.
As soon as he turned out of the corridor, he happened to meet Shangguan Yan and the second son of Li who turned out from the opposite corridor side by side, Shangguan Yan seemed to be sick, his expression was a little haggard, and he was even more vicissitudes of life when compared with the second son of Li, who was always in high spirits. But the slightly sunken eye sockets and slightly white lips have an indescribable taste of pity.
"Lord Shangguan, Second Son." I laughed and said hello.
"Miss Yan, it's time to get ready to sit down." Shangguan Li smiled, and his solemn expression did not ease because of this.
I nodded and glanced at Shangguan Yan, who was still in a state of his mind, and he didn't look at me directly, which made the faint sense of foreboding in my heart aggravated.
As soon as I came to the main courtyard, there were already a few people sitting at the banquet table, Fu Ma was rigorously arranging seats for the guests, the big round table had fourteen seats, and the main seat should be Yun Niang, she was already sitting there dignified and quiet, looking at us who came to sit and smiled gently.
Yun Niang sat on the left of Master Huang, in addition to the proprietor Yun Niang, in terms of identity, it is indeed Master Huang who should sit in this seat the most.
Next to Master Huang, Shangguan Yan sat down first, and then Shangguan salute.
This arrangement is not wrong, although Shangguan Li is the elder brother, but Shangguan Yan is the head of a county, and it is reasonable to sit on the left.
Mother Fu pulled the seat of Shangguan Lishun for me and said, "Miss Yan sits here." β
Why did I sit on this son? In terms of seniority, Zong Bai should be seated here - but perhaps considering the difference between master and servant, Yun Niang politely arranged this for me.
Since the master's arrangement, I also obeyed and sat down, and it was Yan who sat down in my seat.
Now I'm strange again, didn't I say that the young ones were all lined up in the backyard, Huang Dabao, the protagonist, was lined up at the back table, Yan Cuo was a few years younger than Huang Dabao, why did he sit at this table?
Behind Yan Cuo is Haipiao, and then Han Sanxiao, Song Lingjian, Mr. Cao, Uncle Cai, Aunt Cai, Zong Bai-
The one between Zong Bai and Yun Niang is empty.
I know all the other guests, and if there is one person who is not here, who will it be? Zheng Jewel said that he would not be seated, so who would it be? Master Zheng?
A round table, fourteen seats, thirteen seats, the banquet has been quietly arranged, there is fish and meat, there is soup and tea, but there is no wine.
I was afraid of enjoying the cold feet of the banquet in the courtyard in winter, but my feet were warm, and I quietly looked down, it turned out that there was a big stove under the table, and it felt very comfortable to warm my feet - I couldn't help but turn my head to look at Yun Niang, but she was really a considerate and thoughtful person.
Butβ
One of my two hands is Shangguan Li, the other is Yan Cuo, Song Lingjian and Han Sanxiao didn't sit next to me, I was a little uncomfortable, and it happened to be Aunt Cai who looked up to the past, she was staring at Yun Niang with a smile on her face, as if she was afraid of something.
And the table banquet in the side courtyard seems to have begun, Dabao's honest laughter overlapped with Xia Xia's crisp laughter, as if it was very lively and happy.
At our table, everyone was sitting quietly, everyone was not very good at words, and they were all waiting for their silence to begin.
"Alright, since everyone has arrived, let's have a feast." Yun Niang's gentle voice broke the silence, and she turned to Zong Bai and said, "Zong Bai, you go to the back and invite the last guest out." β
Zong Bai nodded and left his seat.
The last guest? I set my eyes on that empty seat, who could it be?
"Who do you think it will be?" I looked at the porch door and couldn't help but ask the people around me with curiosity.
The corners of the clothes I was pulling back were pulled back hard, and I looked back blankly, only to realize that it was Yan Cuo who was sitting next to me, not Song Lingjian and them, and I was pulling his most precious clothes, which caused an angry look.
I retracted my hand and glanced pitifully at Song Lingjian not far away, she looked at the doorway with a cold smile on her faceβ
Did they all guess who the visitor was? Waiting to test your guesses?
How did I not guess?
Who will it be?
I couldn't help but whisper Yan Cuo again, no way, this question-loving personality is what Han San is used to laughing at: "Do you all know who it is?" Who the hell is it? β
As if offended, Yan Cuo glanced at me suddenly, stood up and said, "I want to change seats, who will change with me?" β
I was startled, inexplicable, why did I suddenly lose my temper? Could it be that he didn't guess and was afraid that I was being sarcastic about him?
Everyone didn't respond, as if they were embarrassed to destroy Yun Niang's careful seat arrangement.
No one proposed to exchange with him, Yan Cuo stood persistently for a while, Hai Piao broke the silence with a speech, and said, "I'll exchange it with you, you sit here." β
Han Sanxiao also pretended to politely pull Hai Piao, and said: "Let Song Lingjian go, she has long hands, it's okay to help the short-handed and half-blind person sandwich vegetables, a big girl sandwiches our big man, at first glance I think it's all men." You big guy just sit next to me, reach out to me and give me a spoonful of soup or something, don't go anywhere, okay, Brother Haipiao? β
I couldn't help laughing, and the silent expressions on the faces of the people present also brightened slightly, it seems that Han San is quite useful to laugh and have a happy scene.
Haipiao looked at Song Lingjian and saw that she didn't mean to refute, so he pulled Yan Cuo and said, "Then you can exchange it with Ling." β
Song Lingjian got up quietly and walked over, and when Han Sanxiao passed, I heard a very crisp knock on the door, and Han Sanxiao suddenly and sharply shouted, "Ouch, my mother!" Then he stopped the next foul language in time.
I couldn't help but laugh, Shangguan Li also smiled, and then everyone laughed together.
It finally looks like we're going to get together for a meal.
Footsteps sounded in the corridor, and Zong Bai steadily helped the last guest out.
I squinted, not recognizable for a moment.
Yun Niang immediately got up, greeted her gently, and helped her distinguished guest to sit on the empty seat on her right.
I pushed Song Lingjian, who had just sat down in his clothes, and said without believing his eyes: "Song Lingjian, am I dazzled...... Is this - is this Uncle Black? β
Song Lingjian didn't answer me, he squinted his eyes, looked at the guests sitting on the seat, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the blue hair and black silk floated on the side of her face, which seemed to carry a coldness.
Her smile made me feel creepy.
I closed my eyes and looked at this strange and familiar guest againβ
I had just seen him two days ago, and his sometimes crazy and sometimes soft appearance frightened me deeply, and even the strong smell of wine when he spoke to me was still beating on my face, but now he seemed to have changed, his hair was neatly combed into a bun, although the white hair had grown, he could still win the long and elegant bamboo hairpin, his face was clean, slightly sickly white, and he was dressed in a sky blue shirt, and he looked gentle.
He sat blankly in his chair, looking sluggish, like a puppet at the mercy of others.
Plush toy?
My heart sank, and I remembered the dream of Yun Niang cooking puppets with blood in gorgeous makeup-
I swallowed, in broad daylight, with so many people present, there shouldn't be such a terrible thing happening, right?
Lady Cai sighed slightly, I looked at her, and asked, "That's ...... Uncle Black? β
Aunt Cai didn't smile, embarrassed, embarrassed, and worried...... Countless expressions were written on the face.
I turned my eyes to look at the others again, Cao Nan was the same as me, there was slight doubt in his eyes, Uncle Cai's eyebrows were furrowed, Yan Cuo looked resentful, his teeth were clenched, Han San smiled and blinked his eyes and looked up and down, Hai Piao looked sad and helpless, Song Lingjian smiled coldly, Shangguan Li and Shangguan Yan did not look at Hei Jun, but looked at Yun Niang with a heavy heart-
I was a little dissatisfied, although I knew that Uncle Hei had returned, but nominally they were hiding this matter from me, so I wanted to spread this resentment here, and asked Han San Xiao as if I didn't know: "Why is Uncle Hei back?" No one has informed me! β
Han San smiled and touched the back of his head that was hurt by Song Ling's arrow and said, "What's the use of informing you, will you cure the disease?" Can you take care of people with your eyes? It's not bad if you don't make a mess, isn't this a surprise for you, have you ever seen such a well-behaved and clean Uncle Black? Haven't seen it! β
"But...... But ......"
I don't know what to say, I can't say the accusation I originally thought, my heart is full of discomfort, I haven't seen it before-if I hadn't seen the incurable Uncle Black a few days ago, I would have been very happy to see him so clean and peaceful today-
I'm sorry, but I didn't get to be a happy fool without knowing what you wanted.
Song Lingjian said: "Hei Jun is sick, and it's better to sit on our side, so as not to hurt the innocent." β
Han Sanxiao had already stood up, the two of them seemed to have a heart-to-heart connection, and they didn't need a hint from their eyes at all.
"It's fine for me to sit here, I don't have to." Uncle Hei opened his mouth to refuse, and he spoke calmly and politely, sane and sober, just like a normal person.
When they were refused, they both frowned and sat back in their seats.
I stared at Uncle Black tightly, trying to find something unusual in him, it was only two days of work, how did he recover so well? Didn't you fall for some strange Gu technique of Yun Niang, right?
Uncle Hei glanced at me, smiled, and then looked down at the table full of dishes, motionless, sluggishly pulling the wrinkles at the corners of his mouth, and laughed softly: "Sister Yun is still considerate, and many of the dishes I love to eat." You see, this is my favorite pork liver, the liver can see clearly, I have been blind for so many years, Sister Yun really knows me. β
Is there irony hidden in these words? He didn't pick up chopsticks to clip it at all!
Yun Niang pretended not to hear it, politely reached out and grabbed a few pieces of pork liver for him, and gently put it in his bowl: "Then you eat more." β
Uncle Hei stared at the pork liver in the bowl tightly, his hands flat on the table, still not moving.
What's going on here? Are they friends or enemies?
Yun Niang was able to invite Uncle Hei, which showed that she had admitted the fact that she was Xipo Yunlan - why didn't she come back after so many years? Uncle Hei seems to hate her so much, where is the old friendship to remember?
I twisted my neck in discomfort, and just two days ago he had wrapped his arms around my neck and tried to keep me away from the consequences......