Yu Jun

Wu Jin did not go to Cheng Ting.

The front hall erupted into bursts of exclamations and laughter, and there were people everywhere. The stage was set up, singers were flying all over the place, gongs and drums were beating loudly, Wu Jin was in unbearable pain, and his brows were wrinkled unconsciously.

After calming down, he asked Pang Dahai to take him to a secluded place to rest. Pang Dahai thought for a moment and immediately helped him through the west door of the second hall, exited from the corridor and entered a side room.

The wing room was meant for guests to take a nap, and it was fully equipped with everything inside. However, because it was far from the front yard and close to the back yard, and there was a bamboo forest outside, there was no view in winter, so no one came here.

Pang Dahai asked his servants to add charcoal and serve tea. Wu Jin sat by the brazier for a while. The pain caused by the shock in his internal organs gradually subsided, and his face became soothed. After drinking a cup of hot tea, his mind became much clearer.

Pang Dahai brought several brand-new books from Cheng Ting's room. Wu Jin took out "The Biography of Gongyang" and looked through it. When he saw that Zhuang Gong was four years old, he put down the book and closed his eyes to rest.

Suddenly, a series of children's screams came from the window. Pang Dahai was waiting aside. Seeing Wu Jin open his eyes, he quickly said: "A few young masters have gone in. I'll ask them to come out."

"It's okay," Wu Jin waved, "I'm much better."

He walked to the window, pushed open the lattice window and looked out. He first saw Leopard Slave, who was almost six years old - Leopard Slave was like a mother, smart and capable, and he could recognize her at a glance.

The leopard slave's clothes were wrinkled, and the leather boots under his feet were stained with grass clippings. He picked up a broken bamboo branch from the ground, clamped it between his legs, shouted "drive", and then galloped his horse in the bamboo forest. Grandma called her ancestors anxiously, but he turned a deaf ear and even beat the children of the Cheng family with snowballs.

A child was hit on the back by a snowball and fell flat on his back. A clay figurine in his hand was broken into two pieces. The child was in pain and was afraid of his mother. He grinned and cried. stand up.

The leopard slave, who was riding a bamboo horse, said that he was a "skinny dog ​​with no courage" and gave him advice, saying, "Hide to your grandfather's place."

A group of children abandoned their bamboo horses and ran outside. When Leopard Slave ran past the window, he stopped and looked up at Wu Jin: "Are you Wu Number One Scholar?"

"Yes, you know me?"

He nodded like a little adult: "I know, there is a portrait of you in the school, but the painting is not very good. You are much prettier than in the portrait. Third uncle also often talks about you. You are not in front, why are you here?" Already?"

"I'm resting here."

"When my mother wants to beat me, I often rest here -"

A child turned around and called him: "Big cousin!"

"Here we come," Leopard Slave called back and 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 were watching a crane fall into the henhouse. He regretfully took out an egg from his sleeve, stood on tiptoe and handed it to Wu Jin: "Here's a happy egg for you."

"Thank you." Wu Jin smiled and took it in his hand. He saw that the egg was different from ordinary wedding eggs. It was full of auspicious words. When he looked at the Leopard Slave again, he had already bolted 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 off, and the winter snow has covered the ground. The bamboo roots are partially exposed, intertwined, and even embedded in the wall. The cold air spreads to the house and underground.

This kind of rift in the Cheng family does not show signs of decay, but has a tyrannical vitality.

Wu Jin raised his feet and walked slowly, with Pang Dahai following behind. Apart from that, there was no one else.

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

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

Putting the snowball on the table, he picked up another one, and this time threw it towards the wall.

Suddenly a snowball came from the sky, and the two snowballs collided and smashed into pieces in mid-air.

He turned around and saw that Mo Lingfeng had arrived in the bamboo forest at some point.She walked towards him and looked at him: "You look much better today."

Wu Jin couldn't help but smile: "Li Yitie is worthy of his name."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Lingfeng suddenly stepped forward, opened his arms, and hugged Wu Jin.

Wu Jin reached out almost instinctively and hugged her.

His hands were wrapped around her back, his chin brushed against her cold black hair, and the scent of flowers was on the tip of his nose, penetrating into his limbs and bones, leaving him with only 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 around and glanced at Pang Dahai, and saw that Pang Dahai had already turned his back in recognition of the interest. He was confused for a moment: "Who?"

Mo Lingfeng pursed his lips and smiled, then pointed his finger: "There."

As soon as she passed her finger, there was an exclamation from a distance. Wu Jin looked in the direction of her finger, looking across the bamboo forest, and through the gaps between the dead branches, he saw a swing in the backyard. It was up and down, swinging extremely high. On the swing Two women stood with their dresses flapping, panicking for someone to stabilize the swing.

The swing swung twice more before disappearing.

Mo Lingfeng snorted and thought, "Mine."

Wu Jin thought of how she had made a snowball just now, two red clouds rose up on her face, and when she thought of Mo Lingfeng's sudden hug, her ears turned red.

Blushing, he held her hand and whispered, "Next time, tell me in advance and I'll hold you."

"I'm not afraid of what others will say," Mo Lingfeng took out his hand and held it with his backhand: "My brother gave Cheng Ting a golden pig, which is as big as a real pig."

She grinned widely: "Cheng Ting asked if it's too late to change Ah She into A Niu."

Wu Jin laughed softly and said, "Didn't Uncle Cheng beat him?"

Mo Lingfeng shook his head: "It was close. Cheng Ting was injured and he couldn't hit him. He said it would be recorded in the account and he would fight another day."

Wu Jin saw her moving her shoulders and asked, "Is the arrow wound uncomfortable?"

"Well," Mo Liefeng swung his shoulders even more, "There was strong wind and snow in the castle last night, so I feel a little uncomfortable today."

Although her shoulders were uncomfortable, the people she loved were by her side, which made her feel a sense of peace and happiness.

She and Wu Jin were whispering, and Wu Jin gave her a wedding egg, reached out to tuck her loose hair behind her ears, and whispered together.

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

The women in the backyard were reserved and restrained, and there was a quiet liveliness. The women were posing and posing in a measured manner, sitting in small groups and talking quietly. Only the two sisters of the Cheng family were unaccompanied.

The female family members saw the second sister of the Cheng family as being unlucky and did not want to sit with her - not long after she got married, her mother-in-law fell ill, and soon after her husband was also bedridden, and there was no time for a concubine. It can be seen that the horoscope is too hard.

Apart from the unknown, I was also secretly envious - not long after she got married, my mother-in-law became ill, and soon after her husband was also bedridden. There was no concubine, and the second sister had all the power. She gained weight, which showed that she was in a good mood.

The eldest sister of the Cheng family sat opposite the second sister with a sullen face, and no one dared to come forward and talk to her.

When Mo Lingfeng came in, the women were afraid of her identity and did not dare to laugh at her actions towards Wu Jin. Only the eldest sister stood up and raised her eyebrows: "Lingfeng! Come in!"

She walked angrily to Mrs. Cheng's house, Mo Lingfeng followed behind her, smiling guiltily.