Just about to take a nap, it suddenly rained heavily outside, Wang Chucui hurriedly went to the yard to collect clothes, Liu Zheng closed a few windows in the flower room that might blow in the rain, leaving only two of them open, and put a small stove next to it to make tea. She brought a small quilt and lay down in a rocking chair facing the window, listening to the sound of the rain to sleep.

When I woke up, I was still drowsy, and the rain had already lightened a lot. The breeze swept in the rain and ruffled the shredded hair on her cheeks. Liu Zheng stretched his waist, shook the rocking chair comfortably, and poured himself a cup of hot tea. A cup of belly, a little hot, she simply went downstairs and walked around.

Wang Chucui had already soaked the beans, humming a song to embroider the upper, and scratching his scalp with a needle from time to time. Liu Zheng didn't like this kind of eye-catching and laborious work, and when he saw that there was nothing to do, he simply hugged the wooden box, planning to ask the bowl maker in Dongjie Lane if this thing could be repaired. Wang Chucui saw that she was going out, poked her head out and told her to be careful not to fall on the road, until she changed into clogs and held an umbrella and walked into the rain curtain before retracting her gaze.

The rain in the capital is different from that in the south of the Yangtze River, where dust sticks to the rain and splashes the trouser legs or skirts of pedestrians in a few steps. When passing by He's house, Liu Zheng stopped, and the door of He's house was still tightly closed, not revealing a gap, only two children with horns squatting at the door to pinch mud and play. When the well was just laid, Ye went to her house to wash her clothes twice, and then she didn't come much. Since not going to Qingxi River, Liu Zheng has rarely had the opportunity to meet her, and I don't know how she has been doing.

After a moment's pause, the door suddenly opened, Liu Zheng continued to walk forward, and Yu Guang saw a strange man walking out of the door, and the man glanced at her with interest after catching a glimpse of her figure. Liu Zheng took an umbrella to block his face and quickly turned into the East Street.

When it rained, as soon as the zither entered the door of the bowlmaker's shop, it rained heavily again. Liu Zheng opened the wooden box and showed it to the bowlmaker, and in addition to the broken flower pot, there were several broken bowls, each of which was tightly wrapped in cloth. The bowl maker first opened the largest cloth bag, frowned, and said, "It's too broken." It's really a rare good billet, but it's a pity. Where did the lady buy it from? ”

This question is not easy to answer, Liu Zheng smiled: "Master, can you see that this can be repaired?" ”

The bowlmaker stroked his beard: "Try it." In two days, you can pick it up, or give it a location, and I'll have someone send it to you. ”

"I'm sorry for you, my Liu's water tofu shop in West Street and Lane is the one opposite the Chen family's breakfast shop. When you enter the West Street and Alley, you can see it when you take a look at it. ”

"Oh, that's it." The curium bowl maker looked at her a few more times, Liu's water tofu shop is famous recently. After looking at the broken porcelain one by one, he said: "The other small bowls are not difficult to nail, a three-penny, this thing is not ordinary, it costs eight dollars of silver." Are you sure you want to fix it? ”

Liu Zheng nodded, left his name and address, and left with an umbrella.

When he walked around the corner, Liu Zheng stopped hesitantly, afraid that he would meet the man he saw at the He family just now. She had a gut feeling that the man was anything but good. was hesitating, someone in his ear called out in surprise: "Miss Liu! ”

Liu Zheng turned his head, it was Master Xiao Duan, who was also holding an umbrella, and the excitement and nervousness on his face could be seen through the rain curtain. Liu Zheng bowed his head: "Master Xiaoduan, who are you going to see the well today?" ”

"It's close! It's the Chen family across from you. Master Xiao Duan walked side by side with her into the West Street, "When I'm done, I want to buy two pieces of tofu to take away." ”

Liu Zheng followed him, and glanced at the door of He Door, the figure was gone, and the two children were still playing in the mud. Liu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief quietly and continued to greet him: "Bring Master Duan to our house for dinner when you are free." ”

It was rare for her to say so much to him, Master Xiaoduan's mouth was almost grinning to the root of his ears, and his steps were brisk. Seeing that he was about to arrive at Chen's house, he stopped and lowered his head and asked, "Miss Liu, the son who has come to you every day for the past two days...... He loves to eat the tofu brain you make? ”

"Yes." Liu Zheng looked at the door of the house, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, her skirt was about to be splashed, and she just wanted to enter the house quickly, so she said directly, "Don't think about it, I'm just a tofu brain seller." Goodbye. ”

Master Xiao Duan looked surprised, responded again and again, and watched her enter the door.

After entering Chen's house, Master Xiao Duan was led by Chen's sister-in-law to look at the yard. The courtyard of the Chen family is much larger than that of the Liu family, and it is very neatly tied, but there are not many places where the grass grows. Shen Yizhang has to pay at least three taels of silver, Chen Dalang was reluctant to pay this money, and said that he should stop fighting, and was slapped on the back of the head by Sister-in-law Chen.

Chen Ru shook his head and chanted, "Poor and lowly couples mourn everything", stared at Master Xiaoduan and asked, "You came back with Liu Niangzi just now?" ”

Master Xiao Duan was too lazy to take care of him.

"I saw it all upstairs. I advise you to rest that thought, the little lady of the Liu family, it is estimated that she will be carried into the Guogong Mansion as an aunt in two days. ”

"Impossible, Miss Liu told me just now, she has nothing to do with that son."

"Hmph, if people dare to say it, you dare to believe it?" Chen Ru waved his hand and walked upstairs, "Have you heard a poem?" Ruthless is the most Taicheng Liu, she is the Taicheng Liu! ”

Master Xiao Duan took the deposit given by the Chen family, brought a few pieces of tofu that Wang Chucui gave him and went home, and the next day Duan Jingjiang led people to Chen's house to dig a well. On the street, there are still a few people around to watch the excitement, but the figure of Zengpo is missing. I heard that Zeng An and Zeng Sanniang are going around and want to get her out, Zeng An has a little friendship with a few local ruffians and hooligans, it stands to reason that dredge everywhere, not to mention that you can rescue people immediately, it's okay to let her suffer less, but this time Zeng Po offended a serious noble, even if the Guogong Mansion didn't speak, Shuntianfu didn't dare to spare her. Now no one dares to speak ill of Liu Zheng.

Duan Jingjiang and the laborers basically stayed at Chen's house to eat every day, but occasionally they would be invited by Wang Chucui to sit at Liu's house, which made Chen's sister-in-law roll her eyes angrily. Seeing her roll her eyes, Wang Chucui was very proud.

The flower pot was repaired and sent by the bowl maker, and it was repaired so tightly that it did not leak. However, some cracks are really difficult to repair, so they can only be inlaid with silver thread, and Liu Zheng paid an extra two taels of silver for this part. After the careful maintenance of the willow zheng, the pink hibiscus also came to life, blooming half a flower, still growing branches and leaves, and the willow zheng moved it back to the porcelain pot. The porcelain pot is powder-glazed, which complements the color of the flower, and it is indeed better to look better than planting it in a clay pot. Liu Zheng sat on a rocking chair drinking tea and admiring it, and suddenly realized that Song Yan seemed to have not been here for three or five days. I don't know if it will come in the future.

Song Yan is dancing a sword in the bamboo forest. The wound on his back hadn't healed yet, and a swing of his sword would involve it, and the sweat seeped into it, tearing it like a pain. Feng Ce hid from a distance, seeing that his sword edge was becoming more and more fierce and murderous, he couldn't help but retreat again and again, shouting at the top of his voice: "Lord Shizi, you can rest!" ”

Song Yan still didn't stop, and in the moment he took a leap, he actually used his sword qi to instantly slash dozens of bamboos with thick bowl mouths. Feng Ce didn't dare to say anything, and after a while, Song Yan slowly walked out of a messy bamboo forest, staring at him with dark eyes: "Want to catch the old man?" ”

Feng Zen's: "Hmm...... It is Zhuge Seven Capture and Seven Vertical Meng Won ...... Convince him. ”

"I didn't catch her, why did I let her go?" Song Yan sneered, "You teach me nonsense." ”

Feng Ce's heart was extremely weak, and he secretly wiped his sweat: "It's not a messy teaching, right...... Maybe, maybe Mrs. Liu is missing you? ”

She talked to the smith almost every day and smiled at him...... She didn't think about me. Although Song Yan's tone was still calm, a thick layer of grievance had emerged in her eyes, "She must have forgotten me...... She mingles with so many people every day and laughs at so many people, and I have nothing special for her...... I'm going to see her, now. ”

He threw the sword to Feng Ce, Feng Ce hurriedly picked it up, and almost cut off his hand, but he couldn't care about it, so he took the sheath and chased after him: "Master, don't be impulsive, I'll go again after lunch!" ”

Before the words could land, the thin figure had disappeared in front of him in a few leaps.

Today, Wang Chucui went out to buy vegetables early in the morning, and at noon, he couldn't help but greet Duan Jingjiang and them into the door, and specially showed them the watermelon he bought that was big enough to have a big embrace, saying that he would put it in the well water and ice it first, and then kill and eat it after eating. Although Duan Jingjiang and they love to eat the food of the Liu family, they are not too embarrassed to go over many times, after all, the main family is the Chen family, but they really can't attract Wang Chucui's enthusiasm, and they can't attract the Liu family's food is too delicious, and the most important thing is that there is one of them who is in Cao Ying's heart in Han.

After Wang Chucui picked up a table of food, everyone sat down and chatted during the banquet. Master Xiao Duan held the bowl, ate for a while and stopped for a while, always wanting to talk to Liu Zheng, saying how difficult the Chen family's well was, or the soil in their yard was looser, and it was effortless to dig it. Liu Zheng smiled and occasionally responded. After eating, Wang Chucui cut the watermelon on the table, the flesh was red, crisp and sweet, everyone paid for the meal, and went to Chen's house with a piece of land in one hand, only Master Xiaoduan stayed here, eating the melon in small bites, blushing and chatting with her about this and that, the watermelon juice flowed down the fingers, and it didn't drip down until the elbow, Liu Zheng couldn't help frowning.

In fact, she disagrees with Wang Chucui's behavior of always wanting to bring Duan Jingjiang and them to the house for dinner, it doesn't matter if the money is not money, and it doesn't matter if the gossip is not gossip, the main thing is that there is no need to be angry with idlers in this way, which is time-consuming and energy-consuming.

Seeing that Liu Zheng didn't want to talk to him anymore, Wang Chucui stepped forward to answer the conversation and asked them how many days they would have to fight. Liu Zheng wiped the table with a rag, wiping and wiping, and a familiar shadow appeared on the table. Her heart jumped suddenly, and when she turned around, she saw an indigo robe, and then her eyes moved up, only to see Song Yan's sharp eyes. The eyes that were always smiling at her were staring at Master Duan with jealousy.