Chapter Twenty-Nine: What is Love?
Su Ho stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Yushu's eyes, "Yushu, what are you doing in a daze?" Am I right? β
Yushu took a deep breath, barely came back to her senses, and pulled the corners of her mouth at Su He absentmindedly, "What you said is right." β
Qin Shiniang seemed to have forgotten the small friction with Soho, and asked with concern: "Yushu, are you catching a cold, I'll send you home later, okay?" β
It's better to sit comfortably in a carriage than to walk, but Yushu politely refused, "No need, thank you." β
Yushu was polite to Qin Shiyiniang, but Qin Shiyi Niang frowned instead, and said aggrievedly: "Yushu, I really don't mean anything else. β
Yushu didn't misunderstand Qin Shiyiniang's intentions, she just wasn't used to being so close to Qin Shiyi Niang suddenly, "Actually, it's nothing more than the opposite of the right hand." There are no special skills, if you want, you will watch from the side while I embroider, and slowly figure out the trick. β
Hearing this, Qin Shiniang smiled happily, "Okay! All right! Why don't I invite you two to eat bean curd, it's really me who is abrupt. But ......"
Qin Shiniang looked at Su Ho and stopped, pursed her lips, and mustered up the courage to continue: "But the people of Donggu are not all bad people! β
As soon as she said this, Yushu's eyes widened, and she nervously observed Soho's expression, for fear that she would be annoyed again.
But this time, Soho didn't refute sharply, but calmly looked into the distance, and said faintly: "It's because I'm obsessed with it......"
It's her who cries, it's her who is angry, and she's the one who is calm. The bold and smiling Soho turned out to be unpredictable because of Youmi, and Yushu couldn't help but sigh heavily in her heart.
After school, Yushu asked Jian Xiucai to tell Zhang's to go home later and tell her not to worry. Qin Shiyi Niang instructed the coachman to wait at the mouth of the alley. She walked with Yushu and Soho to the tofu shop.
Shanzi was still frying tofu at the door, and Duan's was busy doing some things inside, but these two of them were wilted and had no energy.
Yushu is a frequent visitor here, and said to Duan's with a smile, "Boss, we want three bowls of bean curd, two fried tofu, and one packing." β
Duan, who lowered his head and wiped the table, promised to follow the prestige, and when he saw that it was Yushu, his face was happy, and he said, "Ah! It's Xie Xiaoniang. Fast! Fast! Inside, please! β
As soon as the three of them sat down, the fried tofu and bean curd were ready.
"The packed fried tofu is for A-Niang, right?"
Yushu curled her eyebrows, "Yes." A few days ago, A-Niang praised it, saying that your fried tofu is so delicious. The spoon stirred the tender bean curd, and a bean fragrance slowly overflowed.
Qin Shiniang came for the first time, and she had already been impatient to pick up a piece of fried tofu and put it in her mouth, and praised it again and again regardless of her demeanor before she could taste it, "It's delicious!" Delicious! β
Duan was praised, and his face stretched out. There were not many customers in the shop at this time, so Duan sat down on a stool close to Yushu and asked cautiously, "Has the little lady seen Zhang Xiaoyue recently?" β
Yushu frowned, and without waiting for her to answer, Soho asked rhetorically without a good voice, "Is that troublemaker in trouble again?" β
Duan hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no." Ah Li looked for her for many days and didn't see anyone, and she couldn't eat the food she was worried about. She said that if she couldn't find it again, she would report to the police......"
Soho said to Duan seriously: "I haven't seen her since Qixi Festival." She didn't come to the training center, nor did she visit her mother in the prison. Or Yushu A-Niang often goes to deliver meals and clothes. The implication is that Zhang Xiaoyue did not fulfill her daughter's duty.
Duan smiled bitterly. Speaking of which, Zhang Xiaoyue is really a troublemaker. Since she didn't see her, Ah Li forced her to go out together to help find her. But the shop can be left, and the three of them have to drink the northwest wind. Duan broke it and crumpled it to reason with Ah Li, but Ah Li just didn't listen.
When Zhang Xiaoyue was there, Ah Li had to distinguish between you and me, and she often made awkward troubles, and no one cared about anyone. Zhang Xiaoyue is gone, and Ah Li is more nervous than anyone else. Duan couldn't figure out what was going on between Ah Li and Zhang Xiaoyue.
Qin Shiniang put down her chopsticks and interjected: "You don't have to worry, Zhang's Xiaoyue can't suffer anywhere, it's okay." β
Duan's is not worried about Zhang Xiaoyue, she is worried about Ah Li. At this point, a guest just came in, and Duan barely squeezed out a smile and got up to greet him.
Back home, Zhang was wiping the stove in the kitchen. Yushu raised her hands behind her back and approached Zhang's with a smile, "A-Niang, I'm back!" β
Zhang's hands didn't stop, pouting, pretending to be angry, "What are you going to do when you come back?" Why don't you live in a tofu shop! Don't like fish bream? Thanks to the black rice I cooked today. β
"I love to eat, why don't I love to eat? I've got my stomach open! β
Hearing this, Zhang pursed his lips and wanted to laugh, but he pretended to be angry and tightened his face, and he was afraid that Yushu would see it, so he simply twisted his head to the other side.
Yushu also walked around, and had to face to face with Zhang, "Auntie, don't be angry, I'll give you your favorite fried tofu." As he spoke, he carried the lotus leaf bag from behind his back to under Zhang's nose, "Smell, is it fragrant?" I deliberately asked the proprietress to pick a bigger fire and a little burner. β
This time, Zhang couldn't hold back, sneered, dropped the rag, took the fried tofu, and "Wash your hands and eat!" Do you want to eat two bowls of rice......
"I eat three bowls, and if I can't finish it, it's a puppy!"
"This kid! Don't talk nonsense! β
Yushu stuck out her tongue and helped Zhang's serve the meal with a hippie smile.
Every time, Zhang helped Yushu mix the rice before giving it to her. It may be a habit that has been developed since childhood.
With such small details, Yushu never paid attention to them, and took it for granted that she enjoyed Zhang's meticulous care. Today, Zhang's did as usual, but Yushu felt extremely warm and guilty.
She, a lonely soul, lives in the world instead of Xie Yushu and enjoys the love of her dear mother that belongs to Xie Yushu, which should indeed be guilty, grateful, and cherished. She secretly vowed to honor the Zhang family for Xie Yushu, so that she would be happy and healthy.
Early in the morning, Yushu was lazy in bed and didn't want to get up. I picked up six catties of fish from the pillow and gave her wolf's hair. I like this pen fish very much, and I always carry it with me. Yushu also likes to play with it before going to bed, and the pen barrel has been wrapped in pulp, which is shiny and oily.
She heard from You Mi that Yu Liujin especially likes to collect pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, and even has a room on Zhuangzi for putting fish Liujin to collect those treasures.
Yushu's fingertips rubbed carefully, and the word Changqing engraved on it, and the iron painting silver hook was quite skillful. I didn't expect that the Changqing Pavilion Master, who was good at drawing eagles, could also make pens.
"Yu'er, hurry up, the meal is readyβ" Zhang shouted loudly in the kitchen.
Yushu answered, put the pen away, and got up.
After washing, Zhang's put the fragrant flax porridge and eggplant on the table. The mother and daughter sat opposite each other and ate with relish.
In early autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are light. Zhang left the kitchen door wide open to get some fresh air in the morning.
Yushu took a bite of porridge and a mouthful of eggplant, and just wanted to praise the deliciousness, when she raised her eyes, she saw Yun Mian holding a fluffy little milk cat, swaying across the threshold.
Zhang Shi was surprised and looked at Yushu, "Ah! What kind of statement is this? β