He Zhichun thought that the nature of the country is easy to change, where is it so easy. It's just that she didn't expect that He Yu would even be punished by the Wang family.

He Yu patted He Zhichun's head, "Ah Qiao, let's go." This matter ends here, I told your sister-in-law that you found out by accident, and that Chu Qi was a liar, and he didn't mention Zhile. Your grandfather knows it all. ”

He Zhichun glanced up at He Yu, only to see that his chest was rising and falling, and his eyes were also a little red, and he immediately understood his hard work. Caught in the middle, as the head of the family, he is the most difficult.

"Daddy, Ah Qiao knows, let's go home." As she spoke, she walked to He Yu's side, grabbed his rough hand, and walked towards the house with two figures, one big and one small.

As soon as He Yu returned home, he went to the other end of the study.

He Zhichun sat at the door of his own courtyard, not wanting to step into it for half a step, Zhiqiu used to live here, and Zhile lived, but now she was the only one.

The black light is blind, and it is deserted.

The lantern at the gate of the courtyard shone on her, pulling out a black shadow. She stretched out her hand, crossed her hands, and the shadow became a bird, flapping its wings desperately. After a while, it turned into a puppy again, with its mouth wide open.

He Zhichun finished for a while, and Shicai's feeling of dazed loneliness disappeared.

When she came back to her senses and realized what she was doing, she couldn't help but blush, clear her throat and cough, she was not really an eight-year-old lady, how could she play with shadows?

He Zhichun stood up, patted the mud on his clothes, and walked towards Grandpa He and Grandma He's yard.

As soon as she got closer, she couldn't help but sniff and quicken her pace, and a smell of zongzi with the smell of meat wafted out from the crack in the door, filling the yard.

"Grandpa, grandma, cook zongzi! I want a bacon stuffing. ”

As soon as she walked in the door, she saw Grandma He sitting on a small bamboo chair wrapping zongzi, Aunt He yawned, rolled up the zongzi leaves, stuffed glutinous rice into it, and added a candied fruit, then quickly tied the zongzi with a brown rope, she should have been wrapping it for a long time, the green zongzi are bunched one by one, and they look particularly lative.

Grandma He glared at her, but she stood up, took the largest of the boiled strings with small scissors, and handed it to He Zhichun, "Eat, eat, eat, you know to eat, when you make zongzi, you won't see anyone!" It's going to be the Dragon Boat Festival, what blessings to pray, I look at it and I'm lazy. ”

He Zhichun ignored her finger and scolded Huai, licked her face and smiled, "Grandma is hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, it's bacon, right?" ”

Aunt He Sanjie looked at He Zhichun's appearance and came to her senses, "Don't you like to eat white zongzi dipped in sugar the most?" Why do you want to eat bacon stuffing this year? ”

He Zhichun saw that they were talking as usual, and knew that He Meiniang didn't reveal the news for half a sentence, so he was relieved.

"Who told me that the bacon made by my grandma is too fragrant." She looked around and saw He Zhirong sitting in a corner, secretly eating salted duck eggs, her mouth was bulging, her mouth was full of egg yolks, and Grandpa He was sitting next to her, scooping up the boiled salted duck eggs and putting them in a bamboo basket.

The meat dumplings are wrapped sincerely, as soon as you open them, you can see a big lump of bacon, the aroma is fragrant, the moment the zongzi leaves are torn apart, the glutinous rice pulls out a long silk, and there is already a soft and glutinous feeling before it is entered.

"Where's my sister-in-law? Why don't you come out and eat zongzi. ”

Grandpa He glanced at He Zhichun, took a salted duck egg and stuffed it into her hand, "Your sister-in-law is not feeling well, and she has already rested." It's hard for you to remember her. I picked up some salted duck eggs and zongzi, Ming'er, you and Zhili gave them to the neighbors, what is Cui Jiu, you should thank him. ”

He Zhichun nodded, looked at Grandpa He and smiled, revealing eight teeth, "Grandpa, don't worry." ”

Grandpa He pursed his lips, his face improved a lot, and he returned to his original place and went to pack salted duck eggs.

Because there are many ponds in Yuezhou, this duck is not a few, He Grandpa pickled salted duck eggs quite a set, the egg yolk is broken, it can flow out of oil, but the egg white is not salty, it is a good meal, if no one is staring, He Zhichun feels that he can eat three in one meal!

When she finished eating, and didn't see He Meiniang come out, He Zhichun got up and said goodbye and went back, and by the way, he also picked up a few zongzi and salted duck eggs, and sent them to He Yu and He Zhili, who had not yet returned, and then returned to his own dark courtyard.

The bed tent was still embroidered before Zhiqiu, and the fish in the scene wore lotus flowers, which made He Zhichun seem to feel that Zhiqiu was back in this room.

I don't know if she has arrived in Chang'an, and what kind of world Chang'an is.

Every year, the Dragon Boat Festival is her birthday with He Zhiqiu, and on this day in previous years, grandma will rarely cook in person, cook a bowl of noodles for the two of them, and there are two eggs lying in it. This year, is there anyone else cooking noodles for Zhiqiu? In fact, He Zhiqiu's birthday is not the Dragon Boat Festival at all.

He Zhichun thought, turned over, and fell asleep in a daze.

When she woke up again, it was already bright outside the window, and she finished washing up and stretched out in the yard again. went to look for He Zhili, the two of them took the zongzi together, and went to give gifts to the people who were close to them, as for the ones from afar, as well as those who came and went in the officialdom of He Yu, naturally there were big housekeepers to deal with it.

After the two finished sending the surroundings, He Zhili went to Yuezhou Academy, and He Zhishu and He Zhiyi did not return home during the Dragon Boat Festival. He Zhichun carried a bamboo basket to Zhiweiji.

Sure enough, when he walked to the innermost, he saw Cui Jiu sitting there, eating a bowl of noodles, and behind him stood the little guy who burned incense for him last time.

He Zhichun nodded at him, walked straight over, and put the bamboo basket on the table, "This is the zongzi and salted duck eggs made by my grandpa and grandma, take them for you to taste, don't eat too much, it's easy to accumulate food." Thank you for yesterday's incident. ”

The family is very delicate, don't eat anything wrong, and blame her again.

Cui Jiu raised his head and snorted, as if to say that I already know, and I still don't thank Lord Longen?

He Zhichun was angry when he saw it, beckoned to Zhao Xiaoqing, and ordered a bowl of braised pork noodles.

"Do you still remember the Qian family's lake viewing building? Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, and at that time I want to mention to the Qian family about renting a restaurant, you can press me on the side! He Zhichun took a sip of soup and felt comfortable.

Cui Jiu shook his head, pointed at He Zhichun's nose and said, "Just you?" The surname Qian looks at the west, and he can't see Dou Ding'er, who will talk to you, just say it, isn't it just a businessman? What a big deal. ”

He Zhichun was annoyed on his face, but he was happy in his heart, what she wanted was your words, otherwise she would have gone to the door to find money, and she would have to wait until the Dragon Boat Festival?