In the blink of an eye, late autumn enters the winter moon, and the weather also changes from warm to cool and then cold, and the leaves blown by the wind often float all over the courtyard. [Maybe the secrets are spread out and I don't have any scruples, Ah Ping often pulls me down the secret passage, and stays in the library for an afternoon.] He wanted to find a book to show me, but I had a headache when I saw the traditional Chinese, and I said that I couldn't read or write. But he refused to give up, and pulled me to learn to write with him, so I had no choice but to pick up a brush and practice calligraphy.

It's as if he has been my teacher for the past two months, and I am a "failure" student. I can't make it, firstly, I am really not interested in calligraphy, and secondly, I should have "zero foundation" only to get the level of literacy that Mr. learned in a few days, if the "genius" style of teaching will draw inferences again, it would be too fake.

Ah Ping was tired of this and enjoyed the process very much, and occasionally pulled me down when I couldn't sleep after freshening up at night. When I was really sleepy, I slept on the couch, and after a few days, this underground library became our bedroom.

On this day, the widow Liu, who had ignored me for a while, suddenly explained that I was going to eat noodles today, and I wanted to cook more.

Although I was surprised, I didn't think much about it, I just asked how many people to prepare, and I heard that she meant to invite someone to come, otherwise the pasta is easy to paste, and it is impossible to cook more and wait for the batter to eat gnocchi. Although she frowned, she still said that it would cook five or six people.

When I was busy in the stove room, I suddenly remembered why I hadn't seen Ah Ping all day? Went underground to read again? He's been a nerd lately, and he's been digging into books all day, but basically every time he pulls me down, and if I'm busy in the stove, he'll be there to help.

I was about to mix the noodles and prepare for the ramen when I heard someone come from the front room, and soon a figure appeared at the door of the stove room.

"Sister, is there anything you can help with?"

The person who came was Xing'er, I looked at her and was a little surprised, she hadn't seen her since that day she cooperated with Liu's widow and woman's envoy, but she didn't expect to lose a lot of weight in the past few months, and her face looked smaller and smaller, and she didn't look as delicate as before.

There was a hint of resentment in his eyes, and his face was a little pale.

I thought for a moment and said, "I'm about to make ramen, so if you can do it, you can come over and make it together." After hearing this, she immediately walked in and said coldly: "Brother Ping's crown ceremony today, will it be monotonous just to eat noodles?" ”

I looked up, "What did you say?" ”

She pretended to be stunned, and then asked, "Today is the fifth day of the twelfth month, sister, you won't know that it's Brother Ping's birthday, right?" ”

The devil knows! Who told me about this? Even the person didn't say a word to me. And, crown gifts? I narrowed my eyes, "The gift of the weak crown?" "Eighteen? Or twenty? I'm not very clear about what this day and age say.

I saw Xing'er shaking her head and saying: "It's not a weak crown, Brother Ping's age is still two years apart, and Aunt Qing said that it is the rule of Brother Ping's family to deliberately hold a coming-of-age ceremony in advance." That's why ......"

"Twenty is a weak crown, right?" I didn't have the patience to listen to her nonsense, so I interrupted the question directly, and when I saw her nodding, a wave of anger suddenly rose in my heart, and I threw the dough on the stove and walked out, and Xing'er behind me hurriedly asked, "Sister, where are you going?" ”

I looked back at her with a smirk, "Since it's his birthday, wouldn't you be happy to give you this opportunity to perform?" ”

The expression on her face faded, and she looked at me with a faint hatred.

I didn't bother to pay attention to her, so I walked out of the stove room and went to the front room first, and saw that Lao Langzhong and Uncle Mu were sitting there; I walked to the courtyard and looked at the Buddha room, where the widow and woman knelt on the futon and recited the scriptures; There was no one in the back room, so I closed the door and lifted the bed board to the ground, and when I came to the study house, I still didn't see the protagonist; When I walked to the book wall and moved the book, the book wall split in half and moved automatically, and I saw the figure standing in it at a glance.

Hearing this, he turned around slowly, not stunned in his eyes, but slightly surprised, and beckoned to me.

This is the second time I've stepped into this secret room, and it should belong to a quiet room dedicated to Ah Ping's father. Came to him and looked at the lid of the coffin that had been lifted, frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Talk to your father."

What kind of quirk is this! Ran to the ground and lifted the coffin board of his own father, and spoke to a well-dressed mound and a tablet, if my father-in-law, whom I had never met, really appeared, wouldn't I think that my son's behavior was blasphemy against me?

In a not very good tone, he asked again, "Are you finished?" ”

He glanced sideways at me and nodded, "It's over." When he closed the lid of the coffin, I walked out of the ashram and into the study, and he came out and closed the wall again before he took my hand and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

I smiled lightly, stared into his eyes, and asked bluntly, "Today is your birthday?" ”

After a moment of silence, he nodded.

I asked, "How old is your birthday?" ”

He looked evasive, turned his head and whispered, "Eighteen years old." ”

chuckled lightly and said sarcastically: "I don't know who told me on the first day of marriage that he was eighteen years old, why did he still have a crown ceremony after more than half a year?" ”

This time, the expression on his face was no longer calm, awkward, and even slightly reddened, and he said in a low voice after a while: "The tone you spoke to me at the beginning saw me as a child, and I didn't want to be treated like that by you, so I said that I was one year older." ”

I snorted, I was originally very annoyed, but now I feel less angry, shouldn't I be the one who cares about the age difference? How did it turn out to be him? He looked at me carefully, stretched out his hand to pull me and said, "Actually, you see that I didn't talk nonsense, isn't this the eighteenth birthday, and your birthday will be in the first month, and I am only one year old from you." ”

Raised an eyebrow, he even knows when my birthday is? To be honest, I don't even know myself, because I haven't had a birthday since I came to this era, and my family has this blessing club, that is, I just eat a bowl of noodles alone on that day.

As if he knew what I was thinking, he explained my confusion: "Let Xi Po match your eight characters before she goes to propose, and then you will know that your birthday has passed." ”

Inexplicably, I don't know what the eight characters of my birthday are, and then, I can't ask.

The original anger was dispersed by his words, and he had been complacent and felt that he was the one who could control the rhythm, but after recognizing the truth, he found that the person with the rhythm was the stinky boy in front of me who had just prepared for the coming-of-age ceremony.

The two returned to the top together, Ah Ping was about to open the door and was pulled by me, and said reluctantly and angrily: "Change into new clothes." ”

Just a few days ago, I made a set of thicker robes for him, and the color was still the dark blue he liked. Thanks to his "tuning", I am now very proficient in cutting cloth and making clothes, that is, every time I sew and repair, I will miss the sewing machine very much, even if I can't use it, but I can learn it, and it is much more efficient than sewing with such a stitch and a thread.

I wanted to wait for the weather to be colder and take it out for him to wear, but today is his birthday, how can there be no new clothes on such an important day?

Now Ah Ping only wears the robe I made for him, and it is true that his height has grown a lot, and the original light-colored ones are slightly shorter. Now I can understand why he suddenly prefers dark robes, because he is mature, he doesn't want people to look at it and think that he is smaller than me, so I say that I have the opposite role with him, and what I should have minded is that he cares more.

After changing into new clothes, the corners of his mouth obviously curled, and the steps that pulled me out of the room became very brisk, I was secretly happy, but my face was still pretending to be serious.

When I came to look for the door of the stove room, I saw that there was no one inside, and the apricots that had been left here were gone. Ah Ping was about to pull me in, but he was stopped by the widow Liu in front of the courtyard gate: "Ah Ping, come to the Buddha room to pay homage first." ”

In my heart, this era is the most important etiquette, and there must be a procedural charter for such an important event as the crown ceremony. As I walked into the courtyard, I quietly glanced at Ah Ping, and thought a little vaguely that I should do this ceremony without me doing anything.

I really haven't experienced it, Xiaotong is still young, not as old as the crown ceremony, I really don't know the details.

When I walked into the courtyard, I saw that a group of people were standing in front of the Buddha room, and the widow and woman Liu only stood still in front of the door and looked back. Naturally, it was impossible for her eyes to fall on me, and it was rare to see her looking at Ah Ping with a kind face, and her tone was much softened: "Come and go and worship Father God first, the sacrifices are all ready for you." ”

Ah Ping nodded, raised his foot and walked inward, holding my hand but not letting go.

Almost instantly, I noticed that the faces of the people around me had changed, and the widow Liu was even more shocked: "Ah Ping! When she saw Ah Ping's steps, she glared at me with a heavy gaze, "You want to take her in?" ”

Ah Ping turned his eyes to look at me sideways, then looked away, and asked softly, "Why not?" ”

Without waiting for the widow and woman to speak, Lao Langzhong took a step forward and persuaded: "Son, don't be, meet you before the crown ceremony...... Greeting the Father, this ceremony is only for men and not women, and if you bring your wife with you, it will be disrespectful to the Father. ”

Uncle Mu also stepped forward, "Please think twice." ”

This is the first time I've heard them call Ah Ping "Childe", and an inappropriate description was reflected in my mind - Childe Wen Ruyu, but I immediately laughed secretly, Ah Ping's bull temper and Wen Ruyu didn't seem to have anything to do with it.

At this moment, his eyes lit up, and I still had the strength to notice that he directly ignored the apricot that was staring at him when he turned to Lao Langzhong, which was very much in line with me. Then I heard his cold voice and said slowly: "I have taken Lan to see my father, and I have also kowtowed in front of my father, she is the daughter-in-law who has received the blessing of my father, and I should be accompanied by her in my crown ceremony today." At this point, he deliberately paused for a moment, and then asked, "Do you have any opinions?" ”

Except for Xing'er, the other three were shocked, and the widow Liu was even more incredulous in her eyes.

I was actually quite surprised, because he had a purpose in pulling me to his father's coffin that day, uncovering the lid and kowtowing to him. If you look at the situation today, does it mean that he has decided to take me to his crown from then on?