Jia Rong didn't stop, and wanted to tell the people who didn't mention it about the ingredients prepared for them, but she heard Sister Feng coughing all the time.

He was a little puzzled, and when he looked up at this time, he happened to see Ke Qing rolling his eyes, thinking about how Ke Qing, who was gentle and virtuous on weekdays, could look at him like this, and only then did Jia Rong realize that something was wrong.

Looking around at the women on the table, all of them were flushed, a few points heavier than the rouge gouache they had smeared when they first met.

Yes, Jia Rong is a nephew, why does she know her aunts' eating preferences so clearly?

How could this banquet be like a dinner for his wife and concubine?

Jia Rong smiled, and saw that there were many big maids at the next table who gave him a thumbs up, I am afraid that some maids at Jia Rong's table do not know what they are waiting for all day long.

Zijuan slapped Qingwen with her elbow and whispered: "No wonder I saw you a little fatter today than last time, let Uncle Xiao Rong take care of it like this, even if the kitten goes, you have to become a cow." ”

Qingwen was a little speechless.

Jia Rong sat on the chair and coughed lightly: "Auntie, aunts can eat, please take care of yourself first." ”

The women were shy enough to pick up their chopsticks and eat with the ingredients they could identify, except for one person.

Shi Xiangyun put a few pieces of meat into the soup, took it out after a while, dipped it in the condiments he prepared first, spit it out as soon as he entered his mouth, and tried the good taste prepared by Brother Rong, and praised:

"I don't know how Brother Rong prepares, I make it like a medicinal soup."

Jia Rong smiled and didn't answer, she couldn't say the wrong thing again.

Shi Xiangyun ate some meat and was not happy, and sandwiched some duck paws, duck tongues, hairy tripies, and duck blood that he didn't know, and put them all in the pot.

While tasting it, he said, "It's delicious, this is delicious, this is delicious." ”

All the women at the table were laughing, but fortunately, with such a pistachio, the atmosphere warmed up.

Lin Daiyu suddenly said coldly: "Of course you think it's delicious, it's not because Brother Rong knows your preferences." ”

Shi Xiangyun turned his head and asked suspiciously, "Sister Lin, don't you think it's delicious?" ”

Lin Daiyu hurriedly shifted the firepower and said: "Since it is delicious, in the future, the sisters will have to envy their nephews and daughters-in-law, and they will be cared for by such a careful brother." ”

After eating for a while, all the women were a little full, and Tanchun said:

"This time it was supposed to be a poetry meeting, but who expected it to be a food party."

Shi Xiangyun replied: "Then just write poetry here." ”

Tanchun looked at Jia Rong and said: "Brother Rong, you still said that you wrote and copied the recipe indiscriminately, I heard from the next person, the plaque at the door was written by you, which sister on the font can write it." ”

Lin Daiyu interface: "Brother Rong didn't have a word of truth in his mouth, and praised my handwriting well, he said that he couldn't compose poetry, and he must be nonsense." ”

Shi Xiangyun patted the table and said, "Yes, Brother Rong writes poems." ”

All the women here looked at him, and in the face of Qin Keqing's expectant gaze, Jia Rong got up and said:

"Now that the aunts have spoken, no matter how embarrassed the little nephew is, he has to offer a scandal or two."

There was a cheer from the table.

Eating hot pot, Jia Rong recalled her family in the previous life, and she was so happy, I don't know how they are doing now.

I remembered a poem in my mind and said, "Then let's make a poem." ”

Lin Daiyu rises, Brother Rong can really write poems? He asked, "What is a word card?" ”

Jia Rong replied: "Huanxi Sha." ”

Everyone was silent, only listening to Jia Rong chanting:

"Who reads the west wind and is cool alone?

Xiao Xiao Huang Ye closed the window.

Contemplating the past and setting up the remnant sun.

was scared by the wine and slept heavily,

The gambling book is full of tea.

At that time, it was just ordinary. ”

After listening to Jia Rong's recitation, a sad mood rippled in the hall.

Such poems with sadness and sadness can resonate with the boudoir lady on the table the most, and even Sister Feng remembered that when she first married Jia Lian, she was so hurt by him, and her eyes were a little red.

Tanchun slowly spoke, breaking the silence, "Brother Rong is really a truthless person, this is called not understanding poetry, if this is not understandable, then we don't have to do poetry meetings in the future." ”

Xue Baochai said: "Such good sentences have been circulated in the poetry world now, and there must be a place for Brother Rong." ”

Jia Rong didn't want to be famous for plagiarizing the poems of the previous life, so she hurriedly said:

"This is the work of our stubbornness, we only appreciate it, and we don't have to go outside."

Everyone is puzzled, isn't composing poetry in addition to expressing emotions just to pass on through the ages?

A whimpering sound came at the right time, and everyone looked at Lin Daiyu wiping her tears.

A sentence that was just ordinary at the time reminded her of her dead mother, she was also a spoiled eldest lady in the Lin Mansion, she didn't feel it at the time, and now she can't go back.

Jia Rong was a little helpless, you cry when you sing a song, and cry again when you read a word.

But this time, Lin Daiyu quickly cheered up and said to Jia Rong:

"Brother Rong's poems are excellent, we are not as good as others, today is the time for everyone to be happy, but I have no backbone to shed tears, and let everyone make fun of it."

The crowd was busy comforting.

Jia Rong's poetry skills are astonishing, and no one wants to write poems anymore, so these poems will be written with one poem.

The field couldn't be cleaned, and at Tanchun's suggestion, everyone began to play a drinking table game again.

The flying flower order was issued first, and the wine table took turns to say a poem with flowers, and if it was not said, it would be eliminated and punished for drinking.

Daiyu is very fond of flowers, and such entertainment is also in accordance with her heart.

With Jia Rong's memory, of course, he is good at this kind of game, and in the end, only him and Lin Daiyu were left on the field.

Jia Rong said: "The falling flowers are independent, and the micro swifts are flying. ”

Lin Daiyu continued: "Normally, the moon in front of the window, there are plum blossoms, which is different. ”

Jia Rong said again: "Tearful eyes asked Huahua silently, and the red flew over the swing." ”

Lin Daiyu continued: "Helplessly, the flowers have fallen, and the familiar Yan has returned." ”

"Flowers can be broken straight and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches."

"The flowers on the branches are blooming, and the jealous flowers are urging each other."

The strength of the two is similar, and they are at a stalemate, and all the women at the table applauded, and the first time they saw that they could and Lin Daiyu against Feihua Ling, they were still Brother Rong, who once thought that they did not learn and had no skills.

Everyone was between the laughter and laughter, but Lin Daiyu felt strange, how could this Jia Rong treat her with all love poems.

While she was thinking, Jia Rong said: "Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red. ”

Lin Daiyu didn't have a brain at all, and then said: "I don't know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze." ”

Everyone at the banquet ate a lot of wine, and no one thought about Feihua Ling to other places before, and after listening to this poem, everyone began to coax.

Hearing this, Lin Daiyu blushed, and said, "Just put some food on the table when your mouth is idle, and there is nothing left on the table." ”

Jia Rong smiled evilly in her heart, and said on the surface: "My nephew is really right, or Aunt Lin is more skilled and knowledgeable, I will punish you with a glass of wine." ”

Jia Rong poured herself a drink, and then sat back in her seat.

Although Lin Daiyu won the Flying Flower Order, she was not as proud as before, and she always felt that she had really suffered a loss.

After playing the Flying Flower Order, everyone pushed the cards again, and they had a lot of fun playing with their fists.