Wu Jin did not go to Cheng Ting.

The front hall erupted in bursts of exclamation and laughter, and there were people everywhere, the stage was set up, the singers were flying all over the field, the gongs and drums were deafening, Wu Jin was in unbearable pain, and his brows were unconsciously twisted.

After settling down, he asked Fat Dahai to take him to a secluded place to rest, Fat Dahai thought about it, and immediately helped him, passed through the west gate of the second hall, went out from the verandah, and entered a side room.

The wing room was originally for guests to rest, and there was everything in the house, but because it was far away from the front yard, the back yard was close, and there was a bamboo forest outside, so no one came here because there was no scenery in winter.

Fat Dahai called someone to add charcoal to serve tea, Wu Jin sat by the brazier for a while, the pain caused by the concussion gradually calmed down, his face was soothed, and he drank a hot tea, and his mind was a lot clearer.

Fat Dahai brought a few brand-new books from Cheng Ting's room, Wu Jin took out "The Legend of the Ram" and looked through it, and saw that Zhuang Gong was four years old, put down the book, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Suddenly there was a series of children's cries outside the window, and Fat Dahai was waiting on the side, seeing Wu Jin open his eyes, he hurriedly said, "It's a few young masters who have gone in, I'll ask them to come out."

"It's out of the way," Wu Jin waved his hand, "I'm much better."

He walked to the window, pushed open the mullion window and looked out, and first saw the leopard slave who was about to be six years old - the leopard slave was like a mother, shrewd and capable, and he could recognize it at a glance.

The leopard slave was crumpled in clothes, with a circle of grass clippings in his leather boots under his feet, picked up a broken bamboo branch from the ground, clamped his legs, shouted "Drive", and rode his horse in the bamboo forest.

A child let the snowball smash on the back, fell on a big horse, and a clay figure pinched in his hand was broken in two, the child was in pain, and was afraid of his mother, so he grinned and cried.

The leopard slave rode a bamboo horse, saying that he was "a leper dog and had no courage", and gave him a trick to "hide from his grandfather".

A group of children left their bamboo horses and ran out, and when the leopard slave ran past the window, he stopped and looked up at Wu Jin: "Are you Wu Zhuangyuan?"

"Yes, you know me?"

He nodded like a little adult: "Yes, there is a portrait of you in the school, but the painting is not very good, you are much better looking than the portrait, and the third uncle often talks about you, you are not in front, why did you come here?"

"I'll rest here."

"When my mother was going to beat me, I used to rest here—"

A child turned his head and called out to him, "Big cousin!"

"Here," the leopard slave shouted back, and then said to Wu Jin, "You must be very sad that you can't go back to Kyoto to be an official."

He looked at Wu Jin as if he had seen a crane fall into the chicken coop, and he took out an egg from his sleeve with pity, stood on tiptoe and handed it to Wu Jin: "Give you a happy egg."

"Thank you." Wu Jin smiled and took it in his hand, seeing that the egg was different from the ordinary happy egg, it was full of auspicious words, and then he saw that the leopard slave had already rushed away.

He put the happy egg in his sleeve, walked out of the wing, and went into the bamboo forest.

The bamboo leaves have fallen, the winter snow has been trampled all over the ground, and some of the bamboo roots are outside, intertwined, and even embedded in the wall yard, and the cold air spreads to the house and the ground.

This kind of rift in the Cheng family does not wither, but has an arrogant vitality.

Wu Jin raised his feet and walked slowly, and Fat Dahai followed behind, and there was no one else.

A stone table was also covered with snow, and a few little finger marks were dented, and he walked over, and on a whim, put his palms together and rubbed a snowball.

He had never had a snowball fight with anyone, and he had a ball of snow in his hand, and he didn't know what to do, he just felt that his hands were frozen.

Placing the snowball on the table, he grabbed another one, this time throwing it at the wall.

Suddenly, a snowball volleyed into the air, and the two snowballs collided and smashed in mid-air.

He turned his head and saw that Mo Lingfeng had also arrived in the bamboo forest at some point.

She walked up to him and looked at him, "You're looking much better today."

Wu Jin couldn't help but smile: "Li Yiti lives up to his name."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Lingfeng suddenly stepped forward and opened his arms

, hugging Wu Jin.

Wu Jin almost instinctively reached out and hugged her.

His hands wrapped around her back, his chin brushing against her cold, jet-black hair, the tip of his nose was the scent of a hundred flowers, burrowing into his limbs, leaving him with nothing but pure joy.

Mo Lingfeng came out of his arms, looked up at Wu Jin's clean face, and said with a smile, "Someone is peeking at you."

Wu Jin turned his head to look at Fat Dahai, and saw that Fat Dahai had already turned his back with interest, and was puzzled for a while: "Who?"

Mo Lingfeng pursed his lips and smiled, and stretched out his hand to point, "There."

As soon as she pointed over, there was an exclamation in the distance, Wu Jin looked in the direction of her finger, looked over the bamboo forest, and saw a swing in the backyard from the gap in the dead branches, up and down, swinging extremely high, there were two women standing on the swing, their skirts fluttering, and they were panicking to ask someone to stabilize the swing.

The swing swung twice before it disappeared.

Mo Lingfeng snorted and said in his heart, "Mine."

Wu Jin remembered the situation when Fang had just formed a snowball, two red clouds rose on his face, and then he thought of Mo Lingfeng's sudden hug, and his ears were red.

He took her hand with a red face and whispered, "Tell me in advance next time, and I'll hug you."

"I'm not afraid of what others say," Mo Lingfeng withdrew his hand and held him with his backhand, "My brother gave Cheng Ting a golden pig, the size of a real pig."

She grinned: "Cheng Ting asked if it was too late to change Ah Yu to Ah Niu now."

Wu Jin laughed in a low voice, "Didn't Uncle Cheng beat him?"

Mo Lingfeng shook his head: "Almost, Cheng Ting has an injury on his body, he can't beat it, he said that it was recorded in the account, and he will fight another day."

Wu Jin watched her move her shoulders and asked, "The arrow wound is uncomfortable?"

"Hmm," Mo Lingfeng shook his shoulders even more, "Last night's fort was windy and snowy, so I was a little uncomfortable today."

Although her shoulders are uncomfortable, the people she loves are by her side, and she can't help but give birth to a peaceful happiness.

She and Wu Jin muttered, Wu Jin gave her happy eggs, reached out to pin her scattered sideburns behind her ears, and also chattered together.

The two talked for a while before Mo Lingfeng left Wu Jin and went to the backyard.

The women in the backyard are reserved and restrained, there is a kind of quiet liveliness, the women are very measured and scratching their heads, in groups of three or five, sitting or sitting, quietly discussing, only the two sisters of the Cheng family are unaccompanied.

The female dependents saw that the second sister of the Cheng family was ominous, and she didn't want to sit with her - not long after getting married, her mother-in-law was bedridden, and then her husband was also sick in bed, and she didn't even have time to accept a concubine's room.

ominous, but also secretly envious - not long after getting married, the mother-in-law was bedridden, and then the husband was also sick in bed, there was no concubine, the second sister had the power, and everyone was fat, which showed that the mood was comfortable.

And the eldest sister of the Cheng family is