The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 429
"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Each of you brothers and sister will recite a poem to suit the occasion. Huaizuo, you come first."

"The moonlight is bright in front of the bed, it is suspected to be frost on the ground, raise your head to look at the bright moon, and lower your head to think about your hometown."

"Why do you play this song every year?"

"Dad, doesn't this poem fit the scene?"

"Your father's ears are ringing with noise. Xiaoyou, please memorize one song."

"Crows roost in the white trees in the atrium, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I wonder whose house I am thinking about in autumn."

"Listen to your sister, how good she is at reciting it."

"What's the matter? I'm a military general. I will protect my family and my country in the future. How can I lead my troops to fight when I'm cold and dew, and I'm thinking about it for a while."

"Are you still stubborn?"

"Dad, my brother is not arrogant, he is right. Mom, what do you think?"

"Ah."

"Father and mother both agreed, don't punish my brother."

The little girl picked up a piece of moon cake and brought it to the little boy's mouth, with a flattering look on her face, "Brother, you eat it."

"What kind of stuffing is this?"

"Five benevolence."

The little boy loved to eat stuffed with five nuts. Without thinking, he took a bite and chewed twice, and his face changed color.

"Zheng Huaiyou, you lied to me, this is obviously stuffed with lotus paste."

"Is it delicious?"

The little boy looked disgusted and said, "How delicious is it? It's so sweet."

"Not sweet at all."

The little girl raised her eyes and whispered, "How could there be anyone in this world who doesn't like mooncakes stuffed with lotus paste?"

"Third Uncle, Third Uncle..."

"Ah?" Xie Zhifei came to his senses.

"Come in and eat mooncakes."

Xie Huaizhou pulled Xie Zhifei to sit down and picked out a small piece of mooncake from the plate.

"Third uncle, Miss Yan gave this to my mother. It's delicious. You can try it."

"What stuffing?" Xie Zhifei asked subconsciously.

"Five benevolence."

Xie Huaizhou: "But my mother said that there is a little red bean and a little hawthorn in it, which is different from what we make at home."

Xie Zhifei's heart skipped a beat, an unspeakable feeling welled up in his heart, and memories came back to him again.

The little boy hummed: "I still want to ask, how can there be anyone in this world who doesn't like to eat mooncakes with five kernels?
"I don't like to eat."

The little girl held her chin, "If you add a little red beans and a little hawthorn to the five-nut stuffing, maybe I will try it? Or adding some jujube paste would also be good."

"Zheng Huaiyou, can you stop being so whimsical?"

"Can't you even think about it?"

"No."

"why?"

"Then why is it called Five Ren? Let's call it Qi Ren or Eight Ren."

"What's wrong with Qi Ren and Ba Ren?"

"It's not good."

"Dad, do you think Gedo is overbearing?"

"Mom, look at my sister, is she stupid?"

"Zheng Huaizuo, which one of us is stupid?"

"You're stupid, you're stupid, you're stupid!"

"I won't play with you anymore!"

The little girl dove into her father's arms.

"I won't play with you either!"

The little boy dove into his mother's arms.

After half a cup of tea, the little boy walked up to the little girl and coughed hard, "Would you like to play pot throwing?"

The little girl ignored him.

"Would you like to play? If you don't want to play, I'll go to sleep."

The little girl slowly raised her head and slowly bit out one word from her mouth: "Play!"

"Third uncle, third uncle?"

"Uh!" Xie Zhifei came to his senses again.

"Your mooncake is going to go up your nose."

Xie Zhifei looked down, quickly put down the mooncake in his hand, stood up and said, "I have something else to do, so I'll go back first."

"Third uncle, you haven't played hut with me yet!"

"I'll accompany you another day."

"It won't be Mid-Autumn Festival any other day."

"Let your father accompany you." Xie Zhifei walked out of the yard as if running away, walking dozens of feet in one breath before slowing down.

The night is like a long river, so quiet that there is no sound.

He stood quietly for a while and stretched out his hand to rub his eyes. He had walked too fast and sand blew into his eyes, accidentally making them wet.

Zheng Huaiyou likes calligraphy and painting. The most important thing in calligraphy and painting is arm strength. Because she was not pregnant, her arm strength is naturally small. She can draw in a decent manner, but her strength is always much worse.

Playing kettle is to practice her arm strength.

For so many years, he deliberately did not think about the people and relationships in the past. Only during the Mid-Autumn Festival every year when the bright moon rose, he would allow the people and relationships in the past to come out and harass him wantonly.

So on this day, he will play hut with Xiao Huaizhou, which feels like...

Staying with the little girl from before!

Now, the little girl is back. She is not your biological sister. Your biological sister is Tang Mingyue. You can face Tang Mingyue so calmly, why can't you face her calmly?
Because of her, Tang Mingyue could only grow up in a nunnery.

Because of her, my mother was unhappy.

Because of her, a smart man like me could only huddle in Haitang Courtyard.

But what does this have to do with her?

She is innocent.

She should know nothing.

Xie Zhifei suddenly realized that he was hopelessly stupid and whispered: "Why am I fighting with myself!"

"Father."

Xie Xiaohua came over holding a lantern.

He had actually been watching for a while. Not only did the little boy talk little that night, his brows never relaxed.

"Is there something on your mind?"

"No."

Xie Zhifei straightened up and said, "Eat the mooncakes by yourself. The ones she gave to you are different."

He stretched out his hand and pinched the soft back of Xie Xiaohua's neck, "Go to the courtyard later and talk to Miss Tang for me."

"Shall I accompany you?" Xie Xiaohua pointed at her nose with a surprised look on her face.

"Well, if you look like this, San Er Yi can rest assured."

Xie Xiaohua looked at the third master's back and curled her lips, "When I was young, I was quite popular with girls and wives."

The third master didn't hear this.

He has gone far.

……

The next day.

Early in the morning.

Three carriages stopped at the gate of Xie's mansion.

Tang Mingyue and his wife walked out of the threshold and immediately saw Mr. Xie standing in the morning light.

Mr. Xie nodded slightly to the two of them and got on his horse.

The couple quickly got in the car.

The group set off slowly and headed straight for the south city gate.

After entering the city gate, Xie Zhifei walked a dozen miles before turning his horse's head and stopping behind the carriage.

The curtain opened, revealing Tang Mingyue's smiling face.

Xie Zhifei also smiled at her.

Just when Tang Mingyue thought he was going to say goodbye, he raised his whip and galloped away.

"What a weirdo. Either he's clingy to death, or he doesn't even say goodbye." Shan Er muttered in a low voice.

Tang Mingyue punched the man with her pink fist and said, "You are the weird one. The third master is a good person."

"Yes, yes, he is a good person."

Shan Er said with one heart that the lady cannot come back to these four or nine cities under any circumstances.

too dangerous.

Even the fat manager of Xie's Mansion was interested in Madam, and even came to talk to Madam late at night to gossip about her.

Damn, who are they?
……

Xie Zhifei rushed back to the Yamen in one breath.

According to the rules, the imperial court was closed for three days during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Today was the second day, and there were only a few gatekeepers left in the yamen of the Wucheng Bingma Division.

Seeing the third master coming, the guards came forward to greet him one after another.

Xie Zhifei nodded and returned to his room. Ding Yi and Zhu Qing were already waiting inside.

Yesterday at the family banquet in the palace, news came out that the emperor wanted to recall the king of Han. The grandson was not in the capital, so he had to rely on the third master if anything happened.

The three masters and servants were busy for a whole day, and in the evening they finally prepared all four cities, both bright and dark, for defense.

Xie Zhifei called out "Zhu Qing" and looked towards Liang.

Zhu Qing stepped forward, jumped up, and found a baggage from behind the beam, which contained the Zheng family's case files.

Xie Zhifei smiled softly.

"Let's go and ask Miss Yan for a cup of tea."

(End of this chapter)