Rebirth of the pastoral landlady

Chapter 383
Jinrou wakes up and goes to the kitchen with sleepy eyes, and what she sees is Jinxi and Wending talking and laughing.

Jin Xi was wearing an apron, standing on the edge of the pot, washing the pots and chopsticks.Wending, on the other hand, was sitting on a chair beside her, staring at her intently. The two of them did not match each other, and they didn't know what they were talking about. They both had relaxed and happy expressions on each other's faces.

Jin Rou hid outside the kitchen and peeked inside, she was puzzled, because she could even see the tenderness on the stern brother Wen Ding's face.

What are these two people talking about, talking and laughing happily, which made Jin Rou think a little while standing outside.

The pictures and atmosphere inside the kitchen were very warm, Jin Rou instinctively stopped, and became suspicious outside.

Wen Ding was talking to Jin Xi when he sensed that someone was peeping. He turned his head and glanced out of the kitchen, his eyes were inadvertently sharp.

When he saw Jinrou, he was slightly surprised, the sharpness in his eyes suddenly subsided, and he nodded to Jinrou with a pleasant face.

Jin Xi also sensed the commotion outside, shook her hands a few times, and walked towards the door of the kitchen, but saw Jin Rou standing outside, looking embarrassed.

"It's Rou'er? Did you wash up?" Jin Xi asked her with a slight smile.

Jin Rou looked back and forth between Jin Xi and Wending, and shook her head absent-mindedly upon hearing this.

"Hurry up and wash up, I'll heat up the fire for your breakfast, come over and eat when it's ready." Jin Xi continued to order.

Jinrou finished washing as quickly as possible, and even changed into a handkerchief embroidered with begonia flowers to wipe the corners of her mouth. The begonia flowers are exactly the same pattern on Brother Wending's purple brocade robe, and she has been rushing to embroider them these days Yes, I hope it can attract Brother Wending's attention.

Jinrou thought to herself, and walked briskly into the kitchen.In the stove, hot steam was coming out of the small pot, Jin Xi stood up from the stove, put down the fire stick in her hand, and smiled at her.

"Where's Brother Wending?" Jinrou looked around and asked in surprise.

"He said he wanted to read, so I pushed him back to the house."

Jin Xi has already walked over and lifted the lid of the pot, took out all the meals in the small pot, and put them on the pot stand.

"Okay, you can move your chopsticks!"

After Jin Xi finished speaking, she turned her head and saw Jin Rou was still standing there, looking at the door of the kitchen with a look of loss.

Jin Xi narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at Jin Rou for a few times, her eyes dimmed slightly, but she didn't say anything, nor did she ask any questions.

He just patted Jin Rou on the shoulder from behind and said, "Eat it while it's hot. After eating, I washed my own bowls and chopsticks. The third and fourth changed two clothes. I have to go to the back to help They washed and dried."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Jin Rou's reaction, Jin Xi left the kitchen and went to work on her own.

Jinrou took a few mouthfuls of breakfast in the kitchen depressed, then threw away the bowls and chopsticks and ran out of the kitchen.

Wen Ding was sitting in front of Sun Yubao's desk, outside the open window, the trees had sprouted green shoots.Birds are not afraid of people, they dance and sing in the trees.

The door was ajar, and Jin Rou stepped in with a light push.The room was brightly lit, and the sunlight came in from the window in front of the desk. The back of the man sitting upright was straight and handsome.

Jin Rou blinked, and her eyes fell on the man's satin-like black hair, broad shoulders, and even breathing. He seemed to be writing quickly, and the pen and ink scratched across the paper, making a rustling sound.

Jinrou sniffed the faint scent of ink in the room, lifted her skirt and tiptoed towards the back of the other side.

But she ignored Wen Ding's excellent hearing. She had just started to take a step when the chair in front of her moved, and Wen Ding turned her face away.

"Brother Wen, your ears are so sensitive, I plan to scare you!"

Jinrou giggled and stuck out her tongue playfully.

Wending smiled wryly and shook his head, "I knew it was you from the moment you entered the room."

"It's so powerful, but you obviously have your back on me!"

Wending just laughed.

"How do you know it's not my sister?"

Unconvinced, Jinrou pestered Wending for questioning.

Wending blinked, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, and said, "I can tell the sound of your sister's footsteps."

When Jin Rou heard these words, a look of sadness quickly flashed across his face. He really liked his sister, even when he talked about her, there was a smile in his eyes.

Jinrou's little girl's stubbornness came up, and she ran to the desk with big strides, grabbed the piece of paper on the desk, and ran to the side.

Wen Ding didn't expect Jin Rou to come up with this move, he was careless for a while, and Jin Rou snatched the paper laid flat on the table.The little girl didn't wait for him to reach out to grab it, she snatched it and giggled before dodging it, leaving him with nothing to catch.

"Ah, brother Wen's handwriting is really beautiful!" Jinrou praised sincerely.

"Rou'er can also read?"

"I know it, but not much. My sister taught me. Later, she was busy running the shop, so she stopped teaching."

Wending's forehead, it turned out to be the case.

"Brother Wen, what do you write on it? I can only recognize one or two characters."

Jin Rou looked at the big characters on the paper in her hand, tilted her head and asked, her pink lips pursed slightly, she was really cute and cute.

"Uh...it's nothing, just two lines of poetry."

A trace of embarrassment flashed in Wending's eyes, and he raised his hand to touch his straight nose.

"Oh!" Jinrou seems to understand.

"Rou'er, who taught your sister's calligraphy? Was it third uncle?"

Wen Ding resumed the previous topic, and then asked again, but he was interested in anything related to Jin Xi, and never tired of hearing it.

Jin Rou shook her head and said: "At that time, I couldn't get enough to eat, so Dad didn't have the time to teach us these things. It was Uncle Yubao who taught my sister."

Wen Ding suddenly realized that Xi'er is really a smart and studious girl, who can read and write, manages business and manages money, and behaves in the world...

A faint sense of pride rose in Wending's heart, but at the same time, there was also lingering distress and pity.

For a girl from a peasant family to achieve all of this today, everyone only saw her current brilliance, but they never thought about how much hardship and sweat she had to endure behind all this brilliance!
This kind of Jinxi is the most beautiful girl in Wending's heart, far beyond the comparison of those delicate ladies raised in deep boudoirs!
At the same time, Jin Xi is washing by the stream behind, thinking about the dispute with Jin Rou last night.From time to time, the clear sound of the slap could still be heard in my ears, and my heart was in a mess, like a dark cloud entangled, gloomy and depressing.

She thought of Rou'er's lost look in the kitchen room before when she turned back, and kept looking towards the main room.Jin Xi's heart sank slightly.

Boys and girls in this era are relatively precocious in terms of love between men and women, and Qin Ya is the best example.

Rou'er is ten years old this year, such a big girl, is her mind starting to sprout?

Jin Xi is not afraid of Jin Rou's premature eruption, but the object of her eruption can be anyone, but absolutely not Wending!
"Brother Wending, give this paper to Rou'er!"

In the room here, Jinrou's voice interrupted Wending's complicated thoughts, and Wending's eyes fell on Jinrou again.

Jinrou's big eyes fluttered, and she looked at him playfully but expectantly, holding the paper tightly with both hands.Seeing him looking over, she giggled and begged again.

"Rou'er, if you want, I'll write another one for you, forget about that one, it's my graffiti."

"I think this one is pretty good, that's all! Graffiti can be written so well, then I will write it carefully when you have time, Brother Wen Ding, and then give it to Rou'er. The more I do, the better." Woolen cloth!"

"Rou'er, that pair is really bad, take it back quickly!"

Wending slightly lowered his voice, his voice was a little anxious.

"What are you taking?"

Jin Xi's voice suddenly sounded from the door, and a person pushed the door open and came in, holding a small wooden basin in his arms, in which were brushes, soap, scented soap and other cleaning supplies.

Jin Rou giggled, jumping up to Jin Xi like a cheerful little rabbit, raised the paper in her hand, her spirits were high.

"Sister, Brother Wen gave Rou'er his calligraphy, Rou'er is so happy!"

"Rou'er, don't make trouble." Wending was startled, and said helplessly.

"Hmph, my sister is here, I'm not afraid of anyone!" Jin Rou giggled and ran behind Jin Xi, wrapping her arm affectionately.

Jin Xi looked down at Jin Rou's hand holding her arm, and heard her familiar coquettish voice ringing in her ears, the gloom and oppression in Jin Xi's heart disappeared in an instant, and a round of red sun pushed away the dark clouds , rose slowly, instantly illuminating Jin Xi's heart.

"Oh, so our Rou'er is still an arty person? Not bad."

Jin Xi's smile brightened accordingly, she wiped Jin Rou's head, then glanced at Wen Ding, who had a strange expression beside the desk, and finally her eyes fell on the piece of paper that Jin Rou was holding like a treasure in her other hand, Interested.

"What kind of calligraphy makes us Rou'er so rare?" She asked.

"Sister, I was just about to ask you for advice. Brother Wen said that he will give me a better one next time." Jin Rou said with a smile: "Sister, you know me well. ..."

"Rou'er, stop messing around." Wending's voice sank, his eyebrows burning with anxiety, and he stood up from the wheelchair with his hands on the edge of the table.

Jin Xi glanced at Wending, and winked at him, not allowing him to underestimate Jin Rou in such a tone.

"It's okay, my sister can read a lot, let me help you see what I wrote!"

"Xi'er, don't..."

It was too late, Jin Xi had already put down the wooden basin, took the paper from Jin Rou, and slowly spread it out.

The fragrance of ink lingers in Jinxi's nostrils, and along with the inch-by-inch spread of paper, on the white as snow paper, two rows of words that are still wet but flamboyant, jump before Jinxi's eyes...

There are trees in the mountains and springs in the valleys,
Your heart pleases you, you don't know!
Jin Xi's gaze froze the moment she saw those two lines of words.

Then, she raised her eyes slowly, and looked suspiciously at the tall figure who had already turned her back, propping up the edge of the table with one hand, and stroking her forehead with the other.

(End of this chapter)