Yu Jun

The people in Kuanzhou City were anxious at first, only hated that the fields and houses had no long legs, and they could not escape with others, but now it is commonplace and they live as usual.

On the second day of November, Wu Jin came back after changing her medicine. At the street corner, she met Cheng Ting who wanted to go in, but held her nose and dared not go in.

"Wu Jin!" Cheng Ting felt relieved, he didn't have to smell the lingering stench on Shishi Street, and opened a post to show Wu Jin.

"The winter solstice on the tenth day of the lunar new year, our family has a big dinner party. Come before you, come and accompany me."

Wu Jin shook her head: "I have to worship my ancestors during the winter solstice, and the bakery at home is busy—"

"Which day is your bakery not busy?" Cheng Ting knocked him on the head with the post, "I have asked you so many times, you are either sick or busy."

Wu Jin said again: "Master Cheng's banquet, the people present must be either rich or noble. I am from a poor family, and Xie Yuan is not a fame, so I am not suitable to go."

"My friend, who dares to say it's not suitable?" Cheng Ting stuffed the post into his hand, clasped his fists on his chest, shook it up and down, bowed his waist and bowed his head, only a dog came to help him wag his tail, "this time you really have to Help."

"My elder brother is against me. He specially invited the surname Ding to the banquet. If you don't go, I'm afraid I will make a joke."

"Who?"

"That Ding from Huzhou, who came here specially to welcome the bride, will leave after the winter solstice."

"Oh."

"You have the heart to let me face it alone?" Cheng Ting hugged him affectionately, "It's a small joke, you know that my father beat me up."

Huang Yapo's sharp eyes saw Cheng Ting in the house, and immediately stepped out, walked out of her house, and said loudly, "Oh, Mr. Cheng is here! Please come in quickly, come to my house and have a seat!"

Cheng Ting trembled at her enthusiasm, and was so frightened that he hid behind Wu Jin: "Why are there still bustards on your street!"

Wu Jin turned her head to see that Huang Yumao was smiling and her mouth was twisted around. She looked like she was about to swallow Cheng Ting alive, which was indeed a horrible description, so she pushed Cheng Ting secretly: "Go quickly."

"If you don't agree, I won't leave. Let her catch me, take off my clothes, and push the girl at home against me." Cheng Ting gritted his teeth, seeing the old lady Huang was only five steps away from him, "coming!"

Wu Jin knew that Mrs. Huang could do it, and hurriedly replied: "Go."

"It's a deal!" Cheng Ting immediately spread his legs and ran away.

Huang Yumao's hand had already reached Wu Jin. Cheng Ting was in front of him non-stop, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. He slapped his thigh angrily, gave Wu Jin a sideways glance, and his gaze changed halfway, becoming amiable: "We are back with Xie Yuan." , go to your mother-in-law's house and sit down, mother-in-law will make tea for you, yo, this is a post from the Cheng family, show it to your mother-in-law."

"Thank you mother-in-law for your kindness, and the younger generation will not bother you," Wu Jin shook her head while clutching the post, "I won't show you the post, please leave."

After finishing speaking, he raised his legs and walked into the street. The old lady Huang stood there gritting her teeth and stomping her feet.

To Wu Jin, she was really a tiger swallowing the sky - she couldn't say anything.

On the tenth day of the winter solstice, the snow was as heavy as dust, the sky was full of westerly winds, and it was three feet frozen.

Wu Jin sweeps at home, worships ancestors, and puts on a white shirt with round neck and small sleeves. It is a new dress that Wu's mother sewed before the winter solstice. She is wrapped in a black gauze Tang scarf and holds an oiled paper umbrella. After leaving the magistrate's Yamen, he lived in the back house.

The banquet was held in the garden of the inner house, and Cheng Ting was waiting for him in the "Nan Le Ju" where he lived. The two sat opposite each other by the window of the cubicle, watching the scenery of flying flowers outside.

There was another beautiful scene in the garden, and the noise had already sounded. Cheng Ting went for a stroll early and came back dejected.

He whispered to Cheng Ting: "That Ding from Huzhou has such a white face, he must have been powdered, has long eyebrows and thin eyes, and speaks artificially, like a woman."

Drinking some tea to moisten his throat, he continued to make up his love rival: "After marrying a daughter-in-law, I still don't forget my mother."

"We have so many good boys here—" He patted his chest hard, indicating that the good boys are Cheng Ting himself, "The Xu family doesn't like any of them, but they married sister Huiran so far! And married a Beans!"

Wu Jin took a sip of tea and was about to speak when she suddenly froze.

The courtyard door of Wanleju was left open, and two people came in, one was Mo Lingfeng and the other was Mo Qianlan.

Mo Lingfeng was wearing a white fox fur cloak, and a big ermine bunny on his head, which was fluffy, wrapped her, clustered her, and surrounded her, and the golden collar was heavy and golden, shining on her .

Mo Qianlan piled up gold and jade, held an umbrella in one hand, and held her in the other. It was hard to tell who was holding whom tightly. The two brothers and sisters seemed to have never been separated. Their two hands held the same temperament, Ambition, throughout his life, no one wants to break free.

After Mo Lingfeng stepped into the courtyard gate, Mo Qianlan let go, squatted down and said something, then got up and went to the front.

Mo Lingfeng took the oiled paper umbrella and opened it by himself. As he walked forward, he stomped his feet on the snow. "Xiao Ye" is short.

Mo Lingfeng was stepping on it when he suddenly met Wu Jin's gaze.

She was not in a daze, but just controlled her feet, stopped moving around in a mess, walked into the room in an orderly manner, and handed over the umbrella to the maid who followed outside the door.

"Lingfeng!" Cheng Ting jumped off the chair and jumped in front of her, "Why did you come? I thought you weren't coming. I left something good for you, not even sister Huiran."

He dragged Mo Lingfeng to the cubicle, let her sit opposite Wu Jin, and ran to get the "good things" by himself, Wu Jin and Mo Lingfeng immediately became clay sculptures and wood sculptures.

After a while, Mo Lingfeng felt the heat, took off his cloak, untied the lying rabbit, and reached out to hook the teapot on the table.

Hooking the teapot in her hand, she poured tons of tea into the cup, splashing it all over the table and all over her face.

Wu Jin restrained her hand, just sat silently, but firmly nailed her buttocks to the chair, and remained motionless out of some selfishness that she was unwilling to admit.

Mo Lingfeng wiped his face, then picked up the teapot and wanted to pour it for Wu Jin, but when the teapot was halfway up, seeing Wu Jin covering the teacup with his hand, he scratched his face, put down the teapot, and picked up the teacup to drink Two mouthfuls, grinning bitterly.

At this time, Cheng Ting came in with a plate.

There are four crystal ice bowls on the plate, filled with snow-capped pear cheese. As soon as you enter the warm room, the ice bowls immediately give off a cool air, and the walls of the bowls are covered with tiny drops of water.

He put the plates on the table, and made a chair to sit between the three of them.

Among the three, he was the one with the least brain. He nervously looked left and right, afraid that Wu Jin would bring up the old story again.

"Don't you like cheese the most?" With a big smile on his face, he offered Mo Lingfeng a glass of iced cheese as if accosting him, and pushed another one to Wu Jin, "Try it too."

Neither of them spoke a word, Mo Lingfeng loved the cool air and the heat from the charcoal fire, so he picked up a small silver spoon, took a spoonful and swallowed it.

Cheng Ting took one himself, and went to wipe the water stains on the table. After wiping, he ate. After two mouthfuls, there was only the sound of the silver spoon hitting the ice bowl in the room. He felt more and more embarrassed, so he opened his mouth. While eating, he picked up interesting stories from Jiusixuan in the past.

After all, he was speechless.