When the group arrived at Yihong Courtyard, they were still used to running to the back door of the house.

However, compared to the last time they were uninvited, this time they were much more decent, at least He Xiaoqiao knocked on the door first and then patiently waited for someone to respond, instead of letting Hong Fang Baishou take her and fly directly from the wall of someone's house again.

The three of them waited at the door for a long time and didn't see anyone answering the door, He Xiaoqiao waited anxiously, and slammed the door panel twice, only then did he hear someone scolding twice in the yard and reluctantly opened the door.

"In broad daylight, don't let people sleep?" The door creaked open, and a fat face that had obviously not woken up poked out from behind the door, squinting and looking the three of them up and down, "Who are you looking for?" ”

He Xiaoqiao frowned, but still smiled and apologized, "I'm really sorry to disturb my little brother's sleep." We don't have anything else to do, we just want to talk to Miss Yinhua, can you please help us spread the word? ”

"Are you looking for Miss Silverflower?" The little guy who opened the door squinted, Xu saw that the three of them were dressed well, and his tone was much better, "What do you want to see her?" Girl Honeysuckle is very busy, but it's not something anyone can see if they want to. ”

"As the little brother can see, we are here to return the things." He Xiaoqiao took the vegetable basket from Hong Fang's hand, held it high and handed it to the janitor, "There may have been an urgent matter in the market just now, and the silver girl was in a hurry and forgot this basket on the vegetable stall." It just so happened that a few of us were passing through here, so we sent them all together. ”

"That's why it's for this," said the little servant, opening the door a little and reaching for the basket, "Miss Silverflower really doesn't have time to meet now. Okay, I'll give it back to her, and I'll ...... if there's nothing else."

"Of course there is!" He Xiaoqiao interrupted him with a smile, and didn't talk nonsense, he directly took a piece of broken silver weighing about three taels and shook it in front of his eyes, and the little guy's eyes immediately straightened, "I just have a few things about the silver girl here I want to inquire, if you can answer it, the silver will belong to you." As he spoke, he picked up the silver again and shook it, and asked seductively, "How is it?" Do you have time to help? ”

"Yes! Have free time! The little guy's eyes never left the silver in He Xiaoqiao's hand, and when she heard her say this, he nodded hurriedly, "Definitely free!" I've known Miss Honeysuckle for a few years, and if there's anything you want to know, ask me if you're right! ”

Seeing that he was eager to pat his chest with various assurances, He Xiaoqiao couldn't help but his chin proudly and glanced at Hong Fang's side, who hurriedly gave her a thumbs up in admiration and gave her thirty-two likes.

Relying on the three taels of silver, He Xiaoqiao successfully plucked out a lot of news about Yinhua from the mouth of the chubby little guy.

Fortunately, she is not the listed girl of Yihong Courtyard, so He Xiaoqiao's pre-prepared redemption silver can be saved.

As for her life experience, it is probably the same as what Jinghe casually told Shangguan Yun at the beginning.

is also a family that has suffered a great change, and he wandered all the way to the capital to seek refuge with relatives - but He Xiaoqiao was arranged to take refuge in Liu Yidao, a 'distant cousin', and Yinhua took refuge in her aunt who had only met once since she was born, that is, the bustard's mother Chun Thirteenniang in Yihong Courtyard.

He Xiaoqiao was quite surprised when he learned that Yinhua was the niece of Chun Thirteen Niang, after all, the two of them really didn't look like each other at all.

Although she is in the business of serving men, Yinhua is her own niece, and Chun Shisanniang naturally won't let her go out to pick up customers, but just arrange for her to be a supervisor in the kitchen, and occasionally help deliver some wine and food to guests.

But Yinhua is born to be idle, sometimes in addition to helping with cooking, she will also scrub the table and clean up the dishes and chopsticks, which is a very hard-working girl.

"It seems that I won't be able to see your sweetheart today." Throwing the broken silver to the little guy who opened the door, and warning him not to tell them about the news, He Xiaoqiao patted Hong Fang's shoulder and comforted, "But the matter of falling in love itself is not in a hurry, we can come back in two days to see...... Don't worry, Honeysuckle Girl can't run away yet. ”

Hong Fang only had a smirk, "The subordinates are not in a hurry, everything is arranged by the princess." ”

"The children can be taught." He Xiaoqiao nodded, expressing great satisfaction with his upper path.

Yinhua's matter was temporarily suppressed, and the three of them returned to the house as scheduled, and at dinner, He Xiaoqiao made braised pork to reward Hong Fang for daring to act, and by the way, he finally had a heart.

In order to make him look more elegant and pickle, He Xiaoqiao changed Su Dongpo's "Eating Pork" to a few words on a whim and taught him it.

Yucheng is good pork, the price is like dung, the rich refuse to eat it, and the poor do not know how to cook it. Slow fire, less water, when the fire is enough, it is beautiful. Come to make a bowl every morning, and you can be full of your own family.

Out of fanaticism for braised pork, he has never known a single big character, and Hong Fang, who hates it the most, is studying, and it took a whole night to memorize this poem completely, which really made He Xiaoqiao feel very pleased.

The next day is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Shangyuan Festival, only after eating the Lantern Festival, the lively and joyful New Year Festival can really pass.

Jiang Fenghao did not return on Chinese New Year's Eve, and obviously the Lantern Festival could not be caught up.

On the fifteenth day, under the call of He Xiaoqiao, everyone in Fengzhu Yayuan started to wrap the rice balls, even Hong Fang and Bai Capital couldn't avoid it, and the two big men hurriedly took the dough here and kneaded it and made up for it, it was just two big heads.

In addition to the common red bean, peanut and sesame flavors, the rice balls are also made with jujube paste and lotus paste, and the last one is a special filling made with shiitake mushrooms, bacon, chopped green onions and chili peppers.

There are six flavors in total, some salty and some sweet, which is just enough to satisfy everyone.

The boiled rice balls are small and exquisite, and the color is snow-white, and they float obediently on the water one by one.

Cailian took a spoon and added a bowl to everyone, He Xiaoqiao spooned one with a spoon, and after blowing it cold, he took a bite, and his eyebrows immediately rose.

The one she ate was a peanut-flavored rice ball, the peanuts were finely ground, mixed with lard and sugar, sweet and smooth, and melted in the mouth. Paired with a waxy but not sticky, fresh and delicious skin, people can't help but want to eat one after another.

Others were also full of praise after trying it, and a large pot of glutinous rice balls was quickly divided.

After eating the rice balls, it was evening.

There was no snow for the past two days, and the weather was very clear. I heard that there will be a fireworks show in the palace after nightfall, so He Xiaoqiao asked people to find a ladder early in the morning, wrapped in a thick jacket and climbed to the roof to prepare to watch the fireworks.

Cai Lian was worried that she would fall down and wanted to keep up, but she was naturally afraid of heights, and she was so frightened that she trembled after climbing a few steps, and finally had no choice but to close her eyes and shout a few words, telling He Xiaoqiao to be careful, and to come down early when she saw enough.

He Xiaoqiao smiled at her, picked up the hot milk tea in the wine gourd and drank it, and Hong Fang and Bai Shou were guarding on the roof a few meters away from her.

He Xiaoqiao looked at it and asked Cailian to prepare a pot of hot wine for each of them.

The sky was getting dark, and the moon hung high in the sky. It was a little cold on the roof, He Xiaoqiao tightened his cloak a little, and hugged the soup woman in his arms tightly to keep warm.

When the bright moonlight sprinkled the courtyard, there was a sudden bang in the sky above the resplendent palace not far away, and large fireworks rose into the air, and various colorful patterns instantly lit up the entire night sky.

He Xiaoqiao almost jumped up excitedly.

It's not the first time I've seen fireworks, but it's the first time I've seen them from such a high rooftop, and it seems that the closer you get to the sky, the more brilliant and beautiful the fireworks become.

"Jiang ......" habitually turned his head and wanted to call Jiang Fenghao, and when he found that there was no one around him, he remembered that he hadn't come back yet, He Xiaoqiao's shoulders drooped, and he slowly swallowed back the words that he wanted to blurt out, glanced at the wine gourd placed beside him, and slowly turned his gaze to the air, looking a little lonely.

Hong Fang and Bai Capital have a kung fu foundation, and their five senses are naturally much more sensitive than ordinary people, and the disappointment that flashed on He Xiaoqiao's face made them see it in their eyes.

The two looked at each other, and both sighed in their hearts.

I don't know when their boss will come back, seeing that the princess, who has always been optimistic and cheerful, is about to suffocate her lovesickness, I really don't know if this is a good phenomenon or a bad phenomenon?

But what is certain is that if Jiang Fenghao himself learned about this, he would be 100% so that his tail would be cocked to the sky, and maybe he would show it off.

After watching the fireworks on the roof for a while, He Xiaoqiao always looked sullen, and when Jiang Fenghao was not there, he always felt that there was less fun.

And no matter how good and friendly the people in this mansion are to her, as soon as Jiang Fenghao is not there, she begins to put pressure on herself with all kinds of cranky thoughts.

To be honest, this kind of inconclusive days under the fence is really insecure - especially when the person who took her in is not in the house, and the feeling of trepidation will always jump out from time to time to brush up on the sense of existence.

Jiang Fenghao's goods will not come back, she wants to roll up all his belongings and baggage, run away from home and wander the world!

Depressed and poured a large sip of milk tea, He Xiaoqiao crossed his legs and wrapped himself in a cloak to wrap himself into a ball, and his head shrank under his hat to prevent the cold wind from invading.

After the fireworks were over, He Xiaoqiao climbed down from the roof, and when he went down the stairs, he obviously felt that his legs were a little stiff, probably because he had maintained a cross-legged sitting position for too long, and the blood flow was not smooth.

When Cai Lian saw her coming back from the roof, the big stone in her heart immediately unloaded, and she hurriedly stepped forward to help her go back to the house to freshen up.

The weather was a little cold, and He Xiaoqiao climbed into bed after soaking his feet.

When he was wrapped in the quilt and lay down, he thought of Jiang Fenghao, whose whereabouts are still unknown, and the depressed someone grunted and buried his head hard in the quilt.

When she was in a daze, she seemed to hear someone call her 'lady', and then an unusually familiar embrace encircled herself, and her big palm slowly stroked her long hair scattered behind her back.

This feeling is very reassuring, He Xiaoqiao tried hard to open his eyes to see if it was Jiang Fenghao, but unfortunately he couldn't resist the call of the sleeping god, his eyes didn't open, but the whole consciousness sank even more to the dark sweet country.

When I woke up, the bed curtain was still hanging down, and there was no one around, except for Cailian, who was still on time on the screen as usual.

"Miss, are you awake?"

He Xiaoqiao replied vaguely, thought about it, and asked, "Cailian, did anyone come to my room last night?" ”

"No, the slave was here alone last night." Cai Lian brought the hot water to the side of the bed, stretched out her hand and hung the bed curtain on both sides, "Miss goes to bed early, and the slave maid has been waiting outside, and the door latch is closed, and no one can enter." ”

"Oh." Frustrated, He Xiaoqiao stood up and asked Cailian to help him change his clothes.

Remembering the unusually real dream last night, I walked around the room again with my eyes unwillingly, and found that everything was still the same as it was, no more, no less.

Grabbing the hair hanging down at his side and looking at it, He Xiaoqiao's heart was empty, as if something important was missing, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

Could it be that I ate too many red bean dumplings yesterday and accidentally suffered from lovesickness?