It was already evening when I arrived at Ganjingzhuang in Weinan.

In these years, the carriage is really slow, the letters are far away, and there is only enough love for one person in a lifetime.

As soon as he entered Zhuangzi, Li Qinzai smelled the smell of cooking smoke, lifted the curtain, and fifty or sixty peasant houses were built in a disorderly manner outside Tianmo, and green smoke came out of the roofs of each house.

There are three thousand red dusts, only fireworks that can't be dispersed.

The carriage continued to drive, and after entering the Zhuangzi, it came to a stop in front of a chic Zhuangzi.

A half-hundred-year-old man in Tsing Yi and more than a dozen subordinates stood at the door, and when they saw the carriage stop, everyone stepped forward and helped Li Qinzai and Qiao Er out of the carriage.

Then the old man and his subordinates respectfully saluted Li Qinzai.

Only then did Li Qinzai know that the old man's surname was Song, and he was the steward of the Li family's courtyard, managing the food and farmers under the British public name on weekdays, and taking care of the affairs in the courtyard.

This Zhuangzi is located in Weinan County, and the Li family has people coming every year, and Li Tao also comes several times a year.

Because there is a very important person living in the courtyard, it is Li Tao's own sister, after losing her husband in middle age, she has no intention of remarrying a woman, so Li Tao will support her in his own Zhuangzi, and he will visit every New Year's Day.

Grandpa's sister, according to generation, Li Qinzai has to call her "aunt and grandmother".

As soon as Li Qinzai got off the carriage, Steward Song diligently dusted off his body for him and kept chattering.

"Lao Lingjun has been talking about the fifth young man many times, waiting at the door, this Zhuangzi five young lang doesn't come often, the last time the old man saw you, it was about five or six years ago......"

Seeing that Steward Song was chattering endlessly, and seemed to have a posture of a long talk, Li Qinzai decisively stopped him.

"Stop! I don't want to talk about the past for more than three months, and I don't remember it. ”

"Huh? Why? ”

"Because I'm stupid, I was struck by lightning three months ago, did you satisfy your curiosity?"

Steward Song heard the taste, smiled, and silently led Li Qinzai and Buck'er into the door.

The scale of the Li family's courtyard is much smaller than that of the Guogong Mansion in Chang'an City, but it is elegant and chic.

The decoration inside and outside the courtyard is still full of atmosphere, and around the wall, there is a ginkgo tree planted in the yard, and the tree is some years old.

Now it is golden autumn, the golden ginkgo biloba leaves are falling, and the ground is covered with yellow fallen leaves, adding a little ancient charm and poetry to this elegant courtyard.

Walking into the backyard, there is a separate Buddhist hall on the north side of the backyard.

Under the prompting of Steward Song, Li Qinzai took Buck'er's little hand and walked into the Buddhist hall, the Sanskrit sound in the Buddhist hall was whispered, and an ever-bright lamp was hung in front of the hall, and the bean-sized lamp reflected a dim rickety figure.

The figure had his back to Li Qinzai, and had been chanting the scriptures in depth, Li Qinzai and Qiao'er stood quietly in the hall, and the father and son were silent and interested.

I don't know how long it took for the muttering to cease abruptly.

Li Qinzai took Qiao'er and stepped forward to salute: "Nephew Qinzai, meet my grandmother." ”

Buckwheat also knelt down on her knees and said crisply: "Buckwheat meets her great-grandmother." ”

The rickety figure slowly turned, and an old woman about seventy years old smiled at the father and son.

"It turned out to be Qin Zai, you monkey cub, do you still know to come to see the old body? I haven't seen you in about five years, have you? ”

Li Qinzai was ashamed and said: "Yes, my nephew is too busy......

Before she finished speaking, the old woman snorted angrily: "You are very busy! Do you think that the old body really doesn't care about the world? In the past few years, you have had a lot of troubles in Chang'an City, and the old body has heard about it. ”

Li Qinzai hurriedly said: "Grandpa and father have already been punished, punished. ”

The old woman glanced at the buckwheat next to her, and wondered: "This baby is ......?"

"It's my nephew's son, and I just picked it up."

The old woman's eyes quickly swept from Li Qinzai's face, and then laughed: "It's exactly the same as you, if it's really your child, the baby is well-behaved, and she knows how to be polite......"

Saying that, the old woman searched for it on her body, took out a jade bracelet and stuffed it into Buck'er's hand, and said with a smile: "A person who cultivates Buddhism has no long things, this bracelet can be regarded as a meeting gift, is it called 'buckwheat'?" ”

Buck Er looked at Li Qinzai hesitantly, and Li Qinzai said with a smile: "The elder gives it, and you can't say goodbye." ”

Buckwheat then said obediently: "Thank you great-grandmother and aunt for your generous kindness, the kid is indeed called 'Buckbuck'er'." ”

The old woman nodded and said: "The name 'buckwheat', it is a little bitter to obtain, it doesn't matter, the mortal body of the flesh is the reincarnation of the next life, and after literacy, the old body gives you a few simple scriptures, and it doesn't hurt to read more......

Li Qinzai's eyelids jumped, is this to make his son a little monk?

That's not going to work.

Raising children is to prevent old age, not to wait for death to make a dojo for yourself for free.

"Grandmother, nephew and grandson came from afar, and seeing that it was getting dark, buckwheat and I hadn't eaten yet." Li Qinzai hurriedly changed the subject.

The old woman glared at him: "You have a lot to do, go ahead, Steward Song has already prepared the meal, and the old man is cultivating alone in the Buddhist hall, if there is nothing to disturb." ”

Li Qinzai smiled, said goodbye to the old woman, and led Qiao'er out of the Buddhist hall.

Walking into the courtyard, Buckwheat said curiously: "Father, great-grandmother and aunt said that Buckwheat's name has bitter meaning, is Buckwheat's name not good?" ”

Li Qinzai sighed: "'Bitterness' is not bad, it means how bitter it is. ”

Buckwheat opened her innocent eyes and said, "Are you saying that Buckwheat has a hard life?" ”

Li Qinzai hesitated for a moment, squatted down to meet his eye level, and said slowly: "A name is just a symbol, its only function is to make people distinguish you from others, and names never affect fate." ”

The words were a bit profound, and Buck'er's clear eyes were full of incomprehension.

Li Qinzai smiled: "The word 'buckwheat' is a kind of plant, there are 'tartary buckwheat' and 'sweet buckwheat' in the world, your name is bitter and sweet, everyone's life is like this." ”

"In the future, if you see all people and everything, and you have a happy heart, you will be a 'sweet buckwheat', and you will be happy all your life, okay?"

Buckwheat still didn't understand, but he understood that he wanted to be happy, so he nodded heavily and said with a smile: "Okay, father, Buckwheat will be happy in the future." ”

"Let's go, let's eat. What does buckwheat like to eat? ”

"Father, buckwheat likes to eat meat, all kinds of meat."

"Then eat meat!"

One big and one small held hands and walked happily into the golden twilight.

…………

In a small and narrow farmer's yard to the east of Ganjingzhuang, the little maid rushed into the yard like a tornado from the frost.

"Girl, the big thing is not good, and the time for death is coming!" Shouted exaggeratedly from the frost.

Cui Jie was embroidering, and when she heard this, she was shocked when she heard this, the needle pierced her finger, and a small drop of blood dropped on the embroidered cloth, and she saw that this embroidery was destroyed.

"From! Frost! Cui Jie's face turned red, and she gritted her teeth and said angrily.

I'm not used to being angry, and I don't know what it should look like to be angry, but Cui Jie is very angry at the moment, so angry that she wants to ask Congshuang to reach out and hit her palm with a ruler.

Congshuang didn't care about this, and after rushing into the yard, he said with a frightened face: "Girl, something is wrong!" Someone from the Li family's courtyard is here! ”

Cui Jie was startled again, and immediately couldn't care about being angry, and hurriedly said, "Who is here?" ”

"It's getting dark, I can't see clearly, the slave maid only saw a carriage parked outside the courtyard, and more than a dozen troops wearing armor, it should be from the Li family in Chang'an."

Cui Jie was also frightened, her delicate face was full of fear, and her face turned pale in an instant.

"The Li family...... Why did the Li family come here? ”

Congshuang said mysteriously: "The slave maid was not at ease just now, and inquired with the villagers in the Zhuangzi, it is almost the autumn harvest season, it is said that the harvest in the field is good this year, and the people from the Li family should have nothing to do with the girl, they are here to preside over the autumn harvest and sickle opening ceremony." ”

Cui Jie was still flustered, and said in a trembling voice: "Could it be that the one who came, it was the Li family...... Gentleman, right? ”

From the frost stunned, the little face suddenly floated with sadness, if you talk about the degree of worry, in fact, she is even more than Cui Jie.

Even if Cui Jie is found by her family, at most she will be reprimanded, but Congshuang's fate is different, to put it mildly, she is a fugitive slave, an accomplice to Miss Cui's escape, and she will be beaten to death after being caught.

"Girl, why don't we run overnight." From the frost said with a sad face.

Cui Jie has gradually calmed down, pondered for a long time, and when she raised her head, her pretty face was already calm and wise.

"Don't be in a hurry, the enemy situation is unknown, don't mess up your position, otherwise it will be easier to be exposed."

Taking Congshuang's hand, Cui Jie analyzed seriously: "Think about it, how many people are in the Li family, and how many Zhuangzi are there? ”

From the frost's eyes widened, and after a while, he began to count with his fingers.

Cui Jie glanced at her and said, "Lao Guogong Li has two sisters, one of them lives in this Zhuangzi, and Lao Guogong also has two younger brothers, two sons, and five grandchildren......

"The autumn harvest is very important, but the Li family sent to Ganjingzhuang is not necessarily Li Qinzai's gentleman, unless our luck is outrageous, it won't be so coincidental, and it just so happens that the gentleman will be sent to this Zhuangzi."

"From the frost, believe me, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The analysis, which is full of human wisdom, finally calms the frightened heart from the frost.

From the frost little face solemn, nodded convincingly: "Mmmm! There's no way that gentleman is here! ”