At present, it is uncertain whether the Liu family will admit to the matter of Di Gongzha and exchange the admission ticket of the Folding Wing Canal with the county government.

But the young county magistrate has never been the character to put all the learning materials in a USB flash drive.

In addition to the graduate school entrance examination at the beginning, he was really desperate and desperate.

After inspecting the progress of the Folding Wing Canal on a daily basis, Ouyang Rong returned to Longcheng County.

Before separating from Yan Liulang, who was about to go down to get busy, he suddenly turned his head and asked such a question:

"Liulang, what will you do if Yun Mengze is about to have another big flood, even worse than the May flood last time?"

Yan Liulang was stunned for a moment, "Isn't there a folding wing canal?" ”

"What if the Wing Folding Canal is far from being repaired?"

Under the serious gaze of the young county magistrate, the blue-clothed catcher lowered his head and pondered for a while, nodded and said:

"I will carry the Ming Mansion to Donglin Temple again."

The corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched, and he scolded with a smile: "What the hell do I want you to carry on your back, it's not like I passed out last time, I can run by myself." ”

He changed his words and nodded in approval:

"But your idea is not bad, Dagu Mountain is a good place with high terrain, and there is a hospitable Donglin Temple, well, Master Shandao will definitely welcome us very much, although there may be a little more visitors at that time."

"What about Ashan, what would happen if you met you?" Ouyang Rong turned his head and asked the thin man in the back.

Liu Ahan was silent for a while, and held back his words: "Master, I have good water properties and am not too afraid of water." ”

"......" Ouyang Rong.

Liu Ahan scratched his head a little embarrassed and added:

"But Ah Mei and Ah Niang won't, I will prepare a barrel or bamboo raft in advance, when the flood comes, protect them, the last time the flood in May, it was because it was too sudden, everyone didn't prepare anything, so many people died......"

He looked up again and said:

"But it would be nice if the big ship could be brought in advance, but this must be the rich family who has the money to prepare, and we poor people can only prepare more barrels, no matter where they float, just don't drown."

Ouyang Rong nodded slightly, "Is the ship taking refuge?" It's also a good idea. ”

The three of them chatted a few words and dispersed.

Ouyang Rong stretched his waist and walked into the county hall.

When he was idle, he became busy again, because he had something to prepare seriously.

Ouyang Rong appreciated what someone said.

He hits him, I hit mine.

……

It turns out that even if you are saving the world, you have to be taken back by your aunt to eat.

Merlot Garden.

Ouyang Rong pushed the door into the house.

At the dinner table, before he sat down on his buttocks, he was stuffed into a warm sandalwood food box by his aunt in his arms.

"Go, go, send food to Wanwan?"

Ouyang Rong, who had been tired all morning, asked the silver-haired maidservant to move a chair as soon as he came back.

He threw himself into the chair and was too lazy to move, and said sincerely:

"Auntie, the food eaten by the maid in Sufu may be better than ours, let's not lower the dietary level of the little junior sister."

Zhen glanced at a certain stinky boy and smiled:

"Unfortunately, Wan Wan just wants to taste our Nanlong's specialties, I went to visit her in the morning, and I told her that you would go over to deliver food, and I won't eat Sufu today."

The dignified and graceful woman in the skirt kicked her nephew's calf under the table, "So I'm bothering a certain senior brother to move." ”

Ouyang Rong was speechless for a moment: "Where is the hometown dish made by the cook in this back kitchen, it is not spicy at all, and the taste is soft." ”

I don't know if it's a coincidence, whether it is in the past life or in this life, the place where Ouyang Rong was born is the hardest-hit area of spicy food, and the taste here in Longcheng County is sweet, and he feels as dull as eating fasting every day.

Zhen didn't deny it, but just bowed his head:

"That's right, the dishes made by this cook are indeed not as spicy as our Nanlong, your mother used to be the best at making spicy food, it seems to be a craft passed down from their family......

"Let's go down now, and see if we can change the chef another day. Don't be lazy, hurry up and send the meal, Wan Wan is looking forward to wearing it and waiting, the box is for two people, Tan Lang will eat with her by the way, go quickly, don't drag your own food cold. ”

"What do you want to wear, and my aunt uses idioms indiscriminately."

Ouyang Rong took the teacup that Wei Lai carefully handed over, took a sip, and touched her warm white-haired little head.

He hooked the food box with two fingers and went out reluctantly.

Zhen smiled lightly and watched Tan Lang's back disappear.

"Wait, what are you doing with the white-haired girl, what should you do if you scare the neighbors of Sufu? Come back. ”

Seeing something in the afterglow, Zhen frowned slightly, and Ye Weilai, who was following behind Ouyang Rong, trembled all over, stopped on the spot, and returned to the house with his head down.

The silver-haired maidservant went to pour another cup of hot tea, and presented her hands to the woman in the skirt at the table, whom she was afraid of in her bones.

Not long after she arrived at Merlot Garden, when the day master was away, she studied behind the senior maids such as the half-thin.

Because she used to grow up in a cage, and it wasn't worth the big food merchant to spend money on cultivating any service skills or piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so the silver-haired girl didn't know anything, only stupid diligent hands and feet.

It's just that being diligent in your hands and feet is not an advantage among the subordinates of rich and noble families, but a basic skill.

Warmth and coldness naturally depend on the joy and anger of the master.

The master's aunt didn't like her very much, as Vellain knew on the first day when she grabbed the corner of her master's coat and came to the house.

"Big lady, you drink tea."

Wei Lai's gray-blue eyes were full of flattery, and her two little hands held the tea regardless of the hot cup.

The only thing she is good at at the moment is this tea art, which is the last night, after seeing her fiddling with the teacup stupidly, the master took the time to teach her with a smile......

Zhen glanced at the teacup, didn't take it, continued to take a bite of food, chewed with his cheeks, and muttered with his chin: "It's really not spicy enough, Tan Lang likes to eat spicy ......"

After tasting, she put down her chopsticks, took the napkin handed by Ban Thin, touched the corner of her mouth, and suddenly asked:

"How is Tanlang sleeping lately, do you have insomnia in the middle of the night?"

Before Wei Lai, who could raise the teacup numbly, spoke, and said in a small voice on the side:

"The eldest lady asked in vain, Lang Jun and her slept on two futons, Lang Jun got up at night, it is estimated that she slept like a pig, where do you know."

Zhen's jade face sank.

Wei Lai panicked:

"No, no, the master said that he was afraid of sleeping, he turned over and pressed the slave, so there were only two futons, the master likes to touch the slave's hair to sleep, every time he gets up and turns over, he will press the slave's long hair, the slave knows, there is no laziness."

Zhen frowned: "Are you taking care of Tan Lang, or are Tan Lang taking care of you?" Also, if you don't sleep with him on a futon, what bed do you warm? ”

There was mist in Wei Lai's gray-blue eyes, she trembled her lips, and said glutinously:

"It was the host who didn't let it. The slave hugged him from behind, and he stiffened, and said that he couldn't sleep and was not used to it...... The slave didn't dare to hug him anymore, for fear of affecting his master's sleep, and he was very tired from his daily routine work......"

Zhen shook his head, "Nonsense, Tan Lang was coaxed to sleep by me before, didn't he sleep well, why didn't he get used to it?" ”

A maid interjected behind the half-thin body:

"What the eldest lady said is very true, Lang Jun is not unaccustomed to it, he is not used to you, and he is also, maybe he is afraid that when he opens his eyes at night, he will see your strange face and will be scared to nightmares."

Ban Xi also nodded, and looked at the white-haired maid: "So Lang Jun slept with his back to you?" ”

Wei Lai's small body stiffened, and for a while she forgot that the teacup she was holding in her hand was hot, and her little face was redder than her scalded fingers, "Slave...... Slave ......"

Zhen didn't take the tea from beginning to end, finished eating slowly, and before getting up, he dropped a sentence:

"If you can't be a personal maid, take the initiative to tell Tan Lang, change it to the right one, don't rely on the little pity left to kidnap Tan Lang's kindness."

Half-thin nodded in agreement:

"That's right, you won't do anything anyway, it's better to give up your position, so it's good for Lang Jun and you, at least it proves that you are not a little white-eyed wolf, it's really good for Lang Jun."

"Ahh......hh

The silver-haired maidservant blushed and opened her mouth to agree, but the thought of leaving the side of the master who gently touched her head at night and coaxed her to sleep first, the fragile heart that was not deeply involved in the world throbbed for a while.

The girl was reluctant to say that, but she thought that her face might have scared her master into nightmares at night, and the master just took pity on her......

Wei Lai's little face welled up with a rich look, including inferiority, shame, self-blame, and so on.

The silver-haired servant girl bowed her head deeply.

"Okay, don't break your mouth, if you are powerful, let Tan Lang pick you into the room, why not bully a white-haired girl, forget it, since Tan Lang didn't speak, let's take a look again."

Zhen glanced at the maids behind him.

The latter hurriedly bowed their heads and chatted honestly.

The woman in the skirt shook her head, only to feel that this inner house was a mess, why was it so difficult to find a maid who was suitable to take care of Tan Lang?

Zhen's face was melancholy, and he led the half-thin maid to leave.

In the empty room, where there was only a table of leftovers and cold rice, a silver-haired girl stood still, with two lines of wet marks on her pale little face, and I don't know how long it took for her slender body to move, and she trembled and put down the hot and cold teacup in her hand.

In front of the table and stool, the girl squatted down, curled up and hugged her knees, and there were droplets of water falling on the cold floor, she raised the back of her hand, and wiped her face indiscriminately, the girl's wet hands took out two copper plates with residual warmth from the collar of the skirt, and her eyes were red and she stared at it, as if she was muttering something......

In the distance, someone didn't know that his gentlemanly behavior of suppressing "Haoran righteousness" every night and secretly being proud would cause so many waves in Merlot Park and be noticed by so many daughters.

At the moment, he didn't take the right path, carrying a food box in his hand, and 'brave the world' in the strange plum blossom forest in the back house.

Not to mention, this path is quite fast, and after a while, Ouyang Rong saw the buildings of Su Mansion.

……