food color and fragrance

Chapter 71

Although Sanskrit has the appearance of an 11-year-old girl, she doesn't have the heart of an 11-year-old girl.

Whether it's Zhang Wenqing or Fang Jingzhi, the key is his father, Fanyin always feels that he has something to hide from him.

"It's still early, I'll cook first, I'm really hungry after a busy morning, the two young masters sit down first, excuse me."

After Sanskrit finished speaking, she turned around and left. Zhang Wenqing was a little disappointed with the "son" she called. Before that, she always called herself elder brother...

Qingmiao and Caiyun went to help Sanskrit with the cooking stove, Yang Zhiyuan looked at Zhang Wenqing and Fang Jingzhi with a light smile, "Sit down, you can taste Huailiu's craftsmanship after a while, usually when you are busy in the county government and don't have time to go home, Let me enjoy this day, you can come to my house for dinner all day long, but I can't do it!"

What Yang Zhiyuan said was nothing more than for Fang Jingzhi to listen to. Instead, Fang Jingzhi sat down first and talked about the martial arts with Zhang Wenqing:
"...Speaking of which, I also want to ask Brother Wen Qing what happened last time? The chief examiner was too deceitful, and he sued the Minister of the Ministry of War to take his position away!"

Zhang Wenqing smiled lightly, but did not answer, Yang Zhiyuan laughed and reprimanded:
"Military generals are different from literati. Do you think they are officials from the Ministry of Rites? Don't say appeal, even if you hand in that complaint, you will be ridiculed for being useless." Yang Zhiyuan clenched his fists, "Soldiers use their fists as a salute, but Not with that mouth."

"So that's how it is." Fang Jingzhi smiled awkwardly, and Zhang Wenqing stood up and cupped his hands towards Yang Zhiyuan, "Uncle Yang is so transparent about the rules of the generals, which really impresses the younger generation!"

"Whether you admire it or not, each trade has its own reasons. Even street cake vendors have their own rules. Everyone sells three cakes for two copper coins. Others can't buy three for one copper coin. That's breaking the rules in this business, and you're going to be beaten away, let alone my daughter Huai Liu, whoever dares to touch her big kitchen knife will turn her face and deny anyone of."

Yang Zhiyuan took a sip of warm tea, then looked at the two and smiled, "Do you think this makes sense?"

"The juniors have been taught!"

Fang Jingzhi got up to thank him, and Yang Zhiyuan hurriedly said: "Sit down, sit down, we're just chatting casually, I'm just waiting for my daughter's meal, haha..." After Yang Zhiyuan laughed happily, he talked about the trivial matters in the county without letting him Zhang Wenqing, who practices martial arts, can't understand, let alone Fang Jingzhi, who is taking the road of literary examinations.

And while they were chatting, Fanyin saw that Qingmiao's expression became more depressed, and couldn't help asking: "What? Are you still looking like this?"

"The master said that he will guard his wife for a year..." Qing Miao said, tears were about to come down, "The servant is still brazen enough to stick her up, she is so ashamed to face anyone!"

"Okay, I'll tell you about this later. What did Fang Jingzhi say to her father when she came?" Sanskrit was more concerned about why Mrs. Fang would take her away to burn incense tomorrow. The key was the meaning of his father's smile. very deep...

After thinking about it, Qing Miao said: "I don't even know that this slave girl, Mr. Fang brought a letter from Mrs. Fang, the master was very happy after reading it, and didn't mention it at all."

Sanskrit fell silent...

For some reason, she always felt that the back of her neck was cold, and it seemed that she really wanted to find a chance to talk to her father!

The meal was ready, Qingmiao and Caiyun set up the table, Fanyin smiled and went out of the kitchen and entered the house, "Father, I made a good meal today, would you like some wine?"

"My daughter knows my heart best!" Yang Zhiyuan looked around, "The jar of good wine that Lieutenant Zhang gave me last time hadn't been opened yet. Today, two virtuous nephews came here, so we opened it."

"Where is the wine? I can't find it, so I'd like to trouble my father to get up and look for it." Fanyin looked at Yang Zhiyuan with a smile, and Yang Zhiyuan was taken aback, "Isn't the wine just in..."

"My daughter can't be found!" Sanskrit's tone became more serious, and he stared at his father with a bit of resentment.

Yang Zhiyuan suddenly understood, stood up and walked out, "Let's go, I'll look for it, but I can't find anything I'm busy with, and I can't remember where I put it..."

Fanyin and Yang Zhiyuan went out, and only Zhang Wenqing and Fang Jingzhi were left in the room. They looked at each other, and it was Fang Jingzhi who spoke first, "Brother Wenqing is helping Sister Huailiu with what? I might help A busy place?"

"No." Zhang Wenqing refused very simply, "I can't get in the way either, I'm just looking for someone for her."

"So that's the case," Fang Jingzhi nodded slightly, "When will you come to my house tomorrow? I also want to have a chat with brother Wen Qing."

"Mrs. Fang thinks highly of Sister Huailiu? I personally invited her to accompany her to the incense, and let you pick her up to stay overnight?" Zhang Wenqing couldn't hold back, and asked directly.

Fang Jingzhi smiled perfunctorily, "Mother likes younger sister Huai Liu very much, and because she once shaves and worships Buddha with a master, I came to pick her up when I have nothing to do, but I didn't expect to meet brother Wen Qing here. "

"It's better to meet you by chance," Zhang Wenqing looked at him, "I didn't expect to meet you either."

"Fate, it's all fate!" Fang Jingzhi said with a smile: "Where is Master Yang's wine hidden? You haven't found it yet?"

Sanskrit sat in the room and looked at his father, and Yang Zhiyuan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, "Daughter, you are now 11 years old, and you will be [-] after the new year. Father is really busy now and doesn't care about your business. Now there is Mrs. Fang Father is also very happy to come forward and be willing to help you choose a son-in-law for you to marry as soon as possible, not to mention that this is just an engagement first, and it will be too early to marry after you have passed the wedding ceremony."

Yang Zhiyuan took out Mrs. Fang's letter and gave it to Fanyin, but Fanyin didn't read it at all, "You just sent your daughter to other people's hands to be kneaded casually?"

"Mrs. Fang is a good person. What's more, your mother passed away early, and your father is a big man after all. It is inconvenient to intervene in many things..." Yang Zhiyuan sighed, "This matter has always been a knot in my heart, pregnant Liu, let me listen to my father once, okay?" ?”

"Not good!" Sanskrit refused categorically for the first time, "Don't mention anything else. Now that the debts in the family have not been paid off, what do you give your daughter as a dowry? What's more, I'm only 11 years old, and you're thinking about getting me married ? Do you dislike me for getting in the way?"

"It's just getting married, not asking you to get married right away..."

"That won't work either!" Sanskrit said anxiously, "If my daughter stays a little bit longer, maybe tomorrow you will treat me like a basin of water and throw me out of the house. My daughter has no mother's pain, but she can take care of the house for you all day long." What is wrong with you? You are so troublesome and want to drive your daughter away? If you really despise your daughter, your daughter will be your sister-in-law!"

Fanyin knew that she was messing around a bit, but she was about to mess around to the end.

She also understands her father's love, but the premise is that she doesn't want to marry, let alone make an appointment early, let alone she is only 11 years old?No!Pretending to be Yang Huailiu's identity is 11 years old, she herself is already over 12 years old, but is that still a young girl?
She understands the truth of her parents' order and matchmaker's words, but she just doesn't want to be randomly appointed as a daughter-in-law by someone she has never met before.
Fanyin's face was flushed with her waist stuck in her waist, and Yang Zhiyuan didn't expect her to react so strongly, as if she had been greatly stimulated, her eyes stared straight at him, there was no expectation of father's love, but a An indifferent sadness.

Did you think wrong?

Yang Zhiyuan was a little confused. His daughter has always been a well-behaved and sensible girl. She was able to support her family when she was young, and she even tried to open a shop to pay off her debts... Instead, she left her marriage to others. No wonder this girl suddenly became angry , confronted himself coldly.

Alas, he is not a woman, how can he understand the mind of a little woman?Maybe it was really his fault.

Yang Zhiyuan is not a bossy father. Seeing the reaction of Sanskrit, he started to look for problems in himself...

"Father, why don't you write a letter to block tomorrow's affairs for you?" Yang Zhiyuan said tentatively, he didn't want to make his daughter sad, because he preferred her to smile at him, so that he could feel Liu's trust.

"Going to the temple to offer incense and warm the stove has already agreed, how can I not go?" Fanyin didn't expect Yang Zhiyuan to think of rejecting it, but it was Mrs. Fang...

Yang Zhiyuan said firmly: "If you don't want to, father will never force you. Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"Mrs. Fang wrote to tell you that she wants to choose a son-in-law for me. You might as well write back a letter, just saying thank you for Mrs. Fang's care. It's just that I am too young, so there is no rush to make an appointment early. , you are also interested in choosing a good son-in-law for me, at least you have to pass your test before you can decide, you might as well choose slowly..."

Sanskrit pondered for a while, "Anyway, that's what it means, you write it!" She immediately went to sharpen the ink for Yang Zhiyuan.

Yang Zhiyuan smiled wryly, "I just realized that you girl has so many ideas, I can't control you as a father!"

"Father..." Fanyin coquettishly said, "You love my daughter, she knows it!"

"It doesn't matter if I choose a son-in-law, at least my father's eyes can read people's hearts!" Yang Zhiyuan glanced at Sanskrit, "It's because my father is too impatient. I will choose a son-in-law for you. My daughter will just wait."

"That's what I like..." Fanyin stuck out his tongue and added, Yang Zhiyuan patted her head lightly, "Bold! How can anyone make decisions about such things? But... it's good to see Wen Qing for his father... ..."

The corner of Fanyin's mouth twitched, and Yang Zhiyuan mentioned Fang Jingzhi again as he spoke, "That child Jingzhi is also very good!"

"Father!" Fanyin gritted his teeth, "Write quickly!"

Yang Zhiyuan nodded again and again, "Okay, okay, but a father still loves his daughter the most, and the daughter is the best!"

After writing the letter, the father and daughter took the wine and left the house, but as soon as they went out, they saw Zhang Wenqing and Fang Jingzhi playing chess in the yard.

In the freezing cold weather, the two of them were flushed from the cold, and Fang Jingzhi was still smoking a runny nose, but they were still fighting there.

Yang Zhiyuan looked at Sanskrit playfully, and Sanskrit rubbed his forehead. These two people... are sick?

(End of this chapter)