Until I got up, the sky was still gloomy.

Lin Fan went to say hello to the old lady.

When I entered the courtyard, I could hear the two grandmothers talking softly.

"It's much colder than yesterday."

"I guess it's going to snow again in the evening."

In the house, the old lady had just combed her hair.

"You're looking good today." Lin Fan helped her sit down at the table.

"I can't tell why," laughed the old lady, "I always feel that I have been much happier these days, and I have slept well and have a good appetite." ”

"That's the best," Lin Fan said, "If you have anything you want to eat and it's hard to buy in Beijing, just tell me." ”

"Where do I get that bite?" The old lady shook her head again and again, "Speaking of which, aren't you very busy these days?" ”

Lin Fan replied: "There is something in the yamen. ”

"No matter how busy you are, you have to take care of your body and eat on time," the old lady remembered when she said this, "when did you come back yesterday?" When I thought about you coming back to say hello, I stopped again and told you to run for nothing, so I waited. Until I fell asleep, the front said you weren't there. ”

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment.

He did come back late last night.

In fact, it was just a gift, as he and Fang Tian said, it was very positive.

However, when his mother asked, Lin Fan felt weak for no reason.

coughed lightly, Lin Fan attributed this lack of heart to "making my mother wait".

"Talking to people, coming back late," Lin Fan calmed down and said, "You let me eat on time, and you also have to rest on time, don't wait for me to miss the hour." ”

The old lady replied repeatedly.

After Lin Fan withdrew, the old lady called "Qiaoyu" and snorted at Lin Fan's back and Qiaoyu.

Qiaoyu understood and chased out of the house: "Grandpa Guo." ”

Lin Fan paused.

Qiaoyu saluted and asked, "Last time you said you wanted to give a thank you gift, I wonder if you did?" The slave and maid were worried, not knowing if the proposal would be in line with the other party's mind, for fear that they would have the wrong idea. ”

"I sent a pen holder," Lin Fan said, "and she liked it very much." ”

Qiaoyu smiled: "It's good if you like it, the slave is relieved." ”

Seeing Lin Fan away, Qiaoyu turned around and entered the house, and nodded at the old lady: "Send it out, that girl likes gifts very much." ”

The old lady clutched her chest, and the smile in her eyes couldn't stop it.

In the end, it was the "son" she raised.

Although there is no blood fate, she has known the child since he was still in her mother's womb, and she has been raising him from the ground, and Lin Fan's little demeanor can't hide her eyes as a mother.

I came home late last night, so I must have given a gift.

Perhaps, such a night will be in the eyes of many old-fashioned people, immodest and bad rules, but the old lady does not think so.

In the past two years, Lin Fan has been too conformist.

If it weren't for guarding the palace, the old lady would have preferred Lin Fan's character when he was a child.

Naughty, skinned like a monkey, cheerful and sincere.

When he grew up, Lin Fan "restrained" and was still a good boy, but the old lady thought that he should have been more flamboyant and wanton.

As for the set of rules on the girl's family, the old lady didn't care even more.

If she really agrees that women should be like this and shouldn't be like that, how can she become a Guiwei?

She practiced martial arts, read military books, defended the city, and killed enemy soldiers, and she did more things that were not as good as "everyone's ladies".

When the enemy attacked at midnight, they rushed to the city wall to rescue, but they did not wonder whether the woman should go out at night.

As long as you have a clear conscience, the third watch in the middle of the night and three o'clock in the afternoon are the same.

It's really flawed, and he will kill people and set fires in broad daylight.

The old lady thought that the girl she taught with Lin Xuan, the girl he would love, must be a good child.

In the past 20 years, the old lady has gone deep into Jane and lived in the inner courtyard, she has paid for Lin Xuan and Nianzhi, this is her choice, and she is willing to do it.

But she would never use this to deny her former courage to fight.

I won't deny the little girl I haven't met.

"I'm now," the old lady laughed, and in her smile there were all kinds of sighs, "I thought of the time when Nian Zhi had just learned to walk. ”

I've got the hang of it.

Walking is also, too, giving a gift to a girl.

As a mother, I can't help but rejoice when I see her son's "every step".

And she will also have infinite thoughts.

I used to wonder if her own daughter was also learning to walk.

Now I am thinking, what kind of character and appearance is the girl called Nian Zhi's enlightenment.

Qiaoyu served her sweet soup to moisten her throat: "Just looking at your expression, the slave maid will make you infected, you see, the corners of the slave's mouth can't be suppressed." ”

"Then laugh," said the old lady, "you have to laugh, and you have to laugh to be in a good mood, and to be healthy." ”

On the other hand, Lin Fan hurried to the court.

The conversation between his mother and Qiaoyu, he could never know.

On the streets in the early morning, there are already many people who are rushing to make a living.

Noodle stalls were erected on the streets.

There was a thick soup boiling in the pot, and the aroma was tangy, so that Fang Tian, who had the best bite, couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Lin Fan laughed at him: "I entered the court room, you just have to come out to eat noodles." ”

Fang Tianhan smiled and asked, "The little one turned around and brought you a bowl to the yamen?" ”

Lin Fan sighed.

It was just a joke, but it didn't come true, Lin Fan returned to the red-clothed guard yamen, and there was a bowl of hot noodles on his table.

"You've come just in time, and you're not in a lump at all." Feng Jing also got a bowl, scooped up a chopstick noodles, and shouted to him with a smile.

Lin Fan looked at Feng Jing.

For a moment, he suddenly felt that something was strange, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.

With Feng Jing's head, Lin Fan suppressed the doubts in his heart and sat back in his chair.

Knowing his preference, Fang Tian asked the store to add more meat.

A bowl of noodles is full of layers.

Lin Fan first drank a sip of hot soup to get cold, and then took chopsticks.

The noodles were picked up by chopsticks, brought to the mouth, and blew twice, Lin Fan's brows furrowed.

The weirdness returned.

He thought about it steadily, and suddenly it dawned on him.

The noodles are hung on chopsticks, and the rune is hung on the pen holder, in the same way.

After thinking about it, Lin Fan couldn't help laughing.

Feng Jing heard it, looked up from between the bowls, and said strangely: "How can you still eat and laugh when you eat noodles?" ”

Lin Fandao: "I suddenly thought of something. ”

"That must be a good thing," Feng Jing took a sip of noodle soup, "I see you're smiling happily." ”

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows.

Happy?

It should be.

I gave a gift that suited each other's hearts.

Qin Luan and Fu Ling both got pleasure from this gift.

Even Lin Fan himself, watching Fu Ling swinging there, was very happy.

Even, he just thought of it, not only the pen holder, but also other things that could make Fu Lingdang?

Or rather, what other gadgets could make runes find unexpected uses?

Next time, isn't it time to give a New Year's gift?

After eating the noodles, the last two bites of hot soup were in my stomach, and my whole body was warm.

It is the most ordinary stall at the corner of the street, and it has a good taste that is not inferior to that of a big store.

Not long after Qin Luan returned to Beijing, he should have never ......

In the flash of thought, Lin Fan pursed his lower lip heavily.