Colorful

Chapter 114
The mountain dwelling in Qingning seems to be old for some time, there is green moss hidden on the thatch of the roof, and the wood that builds the mountain dwelling is also yellow and black.From the outside, this mountain residence is really simple.

Pushing away the crumbling chaifei, there is a long and narrow patio inside, and the ground is covered with small stones.

Shen Che put Ji Cheng down, took two steps forward and gently pushed aside, the door of the mountain residence slid open to the left.Seeing Shen Che taking off his shoes and walking up, Ji Cheng also put his boots on the wooden steps.

The entire mountain hut is built on hollows, and the lower part is about two feet above the ground, so as to prevent moisture from corroding the wood.

The whole room is covered with a whole sheet of cattail mats woven with fine white cattail grass. Except for the supporting wooden pillars, there is no partition in the middle. It is empty, about the size of three bays.And there is no wall on the side facing the water, just facing the gurgling mountain stream openly.

Ji Cheng walked over and looked down, the water flowed from the foot of the house, if he sat on the edge of the cattail mat, his feet would naturally drop down to touch the stream.

The water of the stream can wash my feet.

"There's a clean room over there, take your clothes and go wash them first, and be careful not to touch the water on the wound on your feet." Shen Che pointed to Ji Cheng.

Ji Cheng himself also disliked that he was dirty enough, and he didn't want to take the clothes in front of Shen Che, so he just lifted the whole bag and went to the clean room with a limping leg.

The clean room is another room, which is connected with the hut by a gravel path.It was only when Ji Cheng walked in that he realized that there was actually a hot spring here.

The clean room and the hut are also of the same style, with walls on three sides, and the side facing the stream is empty, and people soaking in the soup pool can look at the snow peaks in the distance.

Ji Cheng put the burden on the stone bench next to him.Fortunately, Liu Ye'er was thoughtful, so she prepared the bath bean noodles and hair balm. She took off her clothes and sat by the steaming soup pool, scooped water from half a gourd scooped open, and washed her hair clean. body.

After Ji Cheng took care of himself and wrung his hair dry with a cotton towel, the setting sun had already set, and it would be dark within a quarter of an hour.

When Ji Cheng returned to the main house, he didn't see Shen Che anywhere, so he leaned against the pillars by the water to rest. He turned his head and saw a bamboo flute not far away. She took it out of boredom and tried it out. , the timbre was clear and clear, and I was overjoyed, so I tried to play for a while, and just as I put down the flute and turned my head, I saw Shen Che who had just come back from the outside.

"I went to Lao Luo to pick some vegetables, and I also took a pheasant he just caught today." Shen Che said.

"Old Luo?" Ji Cheng asked suspiciously.

"He lives just one mile away, and he is the one who helps me clean this place on weekdays." Shen Che said.

No wonder, Ji Cheng wondered how it was still spotless when no one lived there for so long.

"The pheasant has been taken care of, you can go to the kitchen and figure it out." Shen Che said.

"Me?" Ji Cheng suspected that he had heard wrong.

"I don't know how to cook, and Lao Luo's cooking skills can't be eaten by himself. Who else but you?" Shen Che asked back.

Ji Cheng could only accept her fate, in fact, she also had plans to avoid Shen Che, and it would be good to stay in the kitchen, it was better than living alone in the mountains and forests.

The kitchen is next to the clean room, and there is a bamboo basket on the stove, which contains a few bunches of wild vegetables and half a chicken, which should have been brought back by Shen Che.Ji Cheng lit the firewood stove first, and this didn't bother her. When she was in northern Shanxi, boys like those wild monkeys often stole chickens and ducks from home and went to the mountains to burn them for food, so lighting a fire couldn't be a problem for her. , She even made beggar chicken.

But we can't make beggar chickens tonight, the time is too long, I'm afraid the chickens won't be well when it's time to sleep.Ji Cheng found a few mushrooms in the vegetable basket, just in time to make a mushroom roast chicken.In addition, I spread a few pancakes with wild eggs, flour and wild vegetables, and cooked a bowl of vegetable soup, which could barely handle it.

"It seems that you didn't learn from Chef Liu in vain." Shen Che's voice came from behind Ji Cheng.

As soon as Ji Cheng turned her head, Shen Che reached out from behind her and took a piece of pancake and took a bite: "It's really delicious, you have to eat it while it's hot, the edges are crispy."

Ji Cheng looked at Shen Che, a thief who ate so deliciously, he was both angry and inexplicably joyful. It is a joy to be happy that the food cooked by the cook is so liked by others.

"Spread a few more, I'll send some to Lao Luo, he is quite pitiful, it's been more than ten years, and the craftsmanship is still not flattering." Shen Che said.

In the end, Shen Che rolled ten egg pancakes, and brought a bowl of roast chicken with mushrooms to Lao Luo. When he came back, he had a bouquet of camellias in his hand.

She loves camellias the most in Hundred Flowers. Ji Cheng took a look at them and said, "This is Sai Peony." Pink and white Sai Peonies are the best among camellias. Few people can grow them. I don't want to go to Lao Luo. It actually exists, and it’s so reckless, it’s so good to just cut it off and let it stay on the branch.

"You are too reckless." Ji Cheng looked at Shen Che with dissatisfaction, she thought it was Shen Che who cut it, otherwise anyone who owns Sai Peony would be reluctant to let it leave the flower branch.

"It's none of my business. Lao Luo gave it to you as a thank-you gift for roasted chicken with mushrooms. He has nothing to do. His only hobby is growing flowers. He has several pots of peonies. You don't have to feel sorry for him. There are flowers to bear." If it is straight, it must be broken." Shen Che said.

There is no container for flowers in the main house, so Shen Che went out the door, and when he came back, he took a half-foot-high stone vase in his hand. There is a kind of quaint beauty.

It was completely dark, candles were lit in the room, vases with camellias were placed casually on the cushions, Ji Cheng and Shen Che sat opposite each other and ate under the lamp.

There is wine on the table, and it is still old wine buried under the roots of trees.But Ji Cheng didn't dare to touch it anymore. Ever since the incident at the Lantern Festival, Ji Cheng was very afraid of eating and drinking outside. Fortunately, she took care of all the utensils and food tonight, otherwise she wouldn't dare eat.

The roast chicken with mushrooms was fresh and appetizing. After eating a few chopsticks, Shen Che said, "Everything here is good, the mountains are good, the water is good, but it's not good for the stomach. Now that I have Ah Cheng's craftsmanship, I can finally eat it." Got a name."

It is a pity that the mountain dwelling is nameless and lacks elegance.

After dinner, the cups, saucers, and chopsticks are naturally Ji Cheng's business. Fortunately, there is a hot spring to wash the dishes, otherwise the cold night spring would be enough for Ji Cheng to eat a pot.

Because her head was lowered all the time, Ji Cheng's sight was blocked by the falling strands of hair on her sideburns, but her hands were all greasy, and it was really inconvenient to put her hair on, so she had to raise her elbows and stroke her hair back, but her hands As soon as he left, his hair fell down again.

Suddenly a hand stretched out from behind to pin Ji Cheng's hair behind his ears, and he knew who it was without even thinking about it.Ji Cheng leaned forward to avoid contact with Shen Che.

But in fact Ji Cheng was superfluous, because Shen Che quickly backed away after fixing her hair.Ji Cheng turned his head and looked puzzled at Shen Che who was picking among the firewood.

"What are you doing?" Ji Cheng asked curiously.

"Look for a piece of wood to engrave your name on." Shen Che said without looking back.

Ji Cheng cleaned up the kitchen, Shen Che also picked out the wood, and with a wave of the chopping knife next to him, he chopped out a plank of suitable thickness.

Since I came to drink tea in the mountain residence, the moon was dark and the wind was high, so it was a good time to make tea, but Shen Che was sitting by the water and was busy carving letters, so the task of making tea naturally fell on Ji Cheng's shoulders.

Although the water for making tea is scooped directly from the mountain stream, it still has to be filtered through bamboo tubes and fine sand before it can be used. There is such a device in the courtyard in front of it, so it doesn't take Ji Cheng any effort.

Ji Cheng scooped water from the clay pot into the copper Choshi, and waited quietly for the water to boil. She had already learned how to make tea, and she had watched Shen Che make tea countless times.

No one spoke, only the gurgling stream, which made the mountains and forests more and more silent. There was a rustling sound of wood cutting under the heavy carving knife, and a "three" character had been carved out.

After a pot of tea was brewed, Shen Che's "San Hao Ju" was carved, and he turned around and handed it to Ji Cheng: "How is it?"

I can't say that the writing is good, and the carving is also good, but this "Sanhaoju" is really good mountains, good waters and boring, and it really lives up to its name.

"I don't understand." Ji Cheng replied.

Shen Che was not annoyed, he picked up the newly carved plaque and went to the door, and hung the plaque under the eaves with a jingle of knocks.

As for Ji Cheng, he comfortably picked up his teacup, sipping the fragrance of the tea and watching Shen Che busy.

The tea soup is quiet, with a sweet aftertaste. The same tea leaves, both in taste and fragrance, are better than usual. Only then did Ji Cheng understand why Shen Che's mountain forest tea house was chosen here alone.

After Shen Che finished his busy work, he went directly to the clean room to take a shower and change clothes before reappearing in front of Ji Cheng. Ji Cheng had already brewed a pot of tea for him.

Shen Che took a sip without commenting, which made Ji Cheng a little disappointed.

"If you want to sleep, there is a bedding in the cabinet, just take it out and spread it on the floor." Shen Che said.

Ji Cheng's eyelids were already fighting, and when Shen Che was taking a shower and changing clothes, she had already dozed off while lying on the bed.Now that she heard Shen Che's words, she didn't pay attention anymore, she got up and went to open the low cabinet against the wall.

There are only two mattresses and two thin quilts inside, which are clean and exude a fragrance, and they should have been washed not long ago.

Ji Cheng made a bed for himself near the door, and after thinking about it, he made another set of quilts for Shen Che on the side near the water.

"I don't need it. It's cold in the mountains at night, you can take all the two sets of bedding." Shen Che leaned on the wooden pillar by the water, sitting with one leg bent and the other straight.

Ji Cheng wasn't polite to Shen Che either, because there was no wall to block the wind on one side of Sanhaoju, and he didn't feel it during the day, but he felt the cold wind when it was late in the evening, and it was only the end of February.

Ji Cheng took off the cloak, and said to Shen Che: "Then I'll go to bed first." He was about to get under the quilt and lie down.

Shen Che looked at Ji Cheng and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep well if you don't take off your outer clothes."

Ji Cheng's face turned red, he straightened his neck and said, "I'm afraid of the cold."

Shen Che jokingly said: "If I want to do something to you, can you still stop it?"

Although the words were ugly, they sounded quite reasonable, and Ji Cheng blushed with shame. Could it be that she thought people too dirty?
Ji Cheng simply threw off the quilt and stood up again, wrapped his cloak and went outside to the clean room.She didn't want to take off her clothes in front of Shen Che, as it was inevitable that she would be suspected of being seduced, so she took off her outer robe and wrapped her cloak tightly again, then walked back to the side of the quilt, without looking at Shen Che, and got into the quilt Just hug your head and fall asleep.

It's just that although Ji Cheng was sleepy, he couldn't fall asleep, and he didn't dare to turn over with his back to Shen Che. Only when he fell asleep could he avoid the embarrassment of living in the same room.

There were heavy footsteps in the room, Ji Cheng's ears were pricked up, he heard him walking away, and he heard him approaching again, the shadow was cast on Ji Cheng's face, she sat up suddenly, hugged the quilt and stepped back .

Shen Che held a porcelain box in his hand, and sat down at Ji Cheng's feet: "I even forgot about the injury on your foot, take off your socks and have a look, it won't fester."

Ji Cheng said "Oh" in embarrassment: "Cousin Che just give me the medicine, I will do it myself."

Without further ado, Shen Che handed the porcelain box to Ji Cheng, then turned around and went out.

Ji Cheng turned to face the wall and took off his socks and handkerchief. The bleeding had stopped long ago, scabs had formed, and the herb residue was still on his feet, which looked unsightly.She was about to re-wrap her cloak and go to the clean room to wash it, when she heard Shen Che calling her: "Come here and wash the wound."

Shen Che didn't know where to find the Yuxilian blue and white porcelain basin, poured hot water and put it on the steps at the door.

Although Ji Cheng hated Shen Che's kindness very much, he couldn't deny his care.Ji Cheng moved to the door and sat down, looked back to see that Shen Che had returned to sit by the wooden pillar by the water, then leaned over to clean the wound, then applied the ointment given by Shen Che to his feet, put on socks and prepared to pour Water for washing feet, but Shen Che said: "Let's put it on hold, I'll pour it later."

Ji Cheng was stunned for a moment, feeling the strong wind by the door, but in the end laziness prevailed, and he went back to lie down under the quilt.

The flute sounded in his ear, Ji Cheng held back for a moment, and finally turned around to face Shen Che.

The sound is born from the heart. There is no gold and iron horse in the deep flute sound, and there is no willful carefreeness. There is only the loneliness and melancholy of living in a secluded forest in the mountains, and there is also a feeling of nostalgia.

Ji Cheng looked at Shen Che under the candlelight, dressed in brocade robes and jade crowns, elegant and noble.Looking at the beauties under the lamp is three points more attractive, but I didn't expect that seeing a beautiful man can also make people's heart beat.

Shen Che frowned slightly, with an inexplicable sadness flowing from his eyes and the sound of his flute, which was quite different from his usual impression. It was precisely because of the contradiction and mystery that attracted Ji Cheng's heart.

The sound of the flute gradually became lingering, probably recalling the beauty and tenderness of the former lover, and then weeping like complaining, which made Ji Cheng's heart feel melancholy.

Long-term lovesickness, long-term lovesickness, long-term lovesickness, endless love, I knew it was so stumbling, why didn't I know each other at the beginning. [Change font]
The corners of Ji Cheng's eyes began to moisten, not because he also had "long memories", but because of the flute sound, as if the melancholy had also wrapped around his heart.

Fortunately, the woman in Shen Che's flute sound is not himself, otherwise anyone who hears such reminiscences should come back.

Ji Cheng felt unspeakably uncomfortable, and was indeed melancholy about other people's stories, but after the melancholy, he felt more about his own life experience.I don't know what kind of woman can take away Shen Che's heart?At night when he lives in the mountain, he can't help but play "Reminiscence".

If you say you don't envy, you are definitely lying to yourself. If Ji Cheng can win Shen Che's heart, why should he be in such a state today.

Ji Cheng was startled suddenly, she actually had another love in regret and melancholy? !Ji Cheng panicked from the bottom of her heart, but she felt that it was impossible for her to fall in love with Shen Che, because she never liked such a man.It's just that everyone has the desire to conquer, especially those who are strong and competitive.

If Ji Cheng is not strong and competitive, he should surrender to his fate and stay in Jin to live peacefully as Mrs. Ling.Facing someone like Shen Che, of course she would have fantasies about whether she could take his heart away.This competitiveness has nothing to do with love.

"Why are you crying?" Shen Che's voice sounded from opposite Ji Cheng.

Hearing this, Ji Cheng touched the corners of her eyes, and there were tears streaming down her face. She propped herself up on her elbows and sat up: "It's Cousin Che's flute sound is so touching." Shen Che's flute is no longer limited to technique , and it has reached the point of bewitching people's hearts. Among the musical instruments that Ji Cheng is familiar with, even Aunt Hanbi is afraid that she is a little inferior.

"Do you understand?" The mountain wind was blowing the candle wick, Shen Che's face was hidden under the shadow of the flickering lamp, people couldn't really see his face, but his eyes were as bright as the cold stars in the sky.

"Long Lovesickness, Long Lovesickness," Ji Cheng said.

Shen Che stopped talking, turned his head to look at the water in the mountain stream, Ji Cheng just looked at him like that, as if he saw a lone wolf in the shadow, alone in the world.

Ji Cheng couldn't fall asleep anyway, so he just put on his clothes and sat up: "That girl, is she dead?"

Shen Che didn't answer for a long time, so long that Ji Cheng didn't have any expectations, so he began to reflect that he had lost his sense of proportion.

Ji Cheng was about to lie down, but he heard Shen Che say, "I'm not dead."

not dead?Is that girl in love or already engaged?Ji Cheng denied this idea after a while. With Shen Che's personality, even if the girl was already married, he would probably grab her.

Or is it from a bad background?Ji Cheng thought again, even if the family background is not good, it is fine to take her in as a concubine, or keep her outside as a concubine.

Ji Cheng couldn't figure out the reason behind it, as if he had heard half of the story, but the ending was delayed.

"Then why..." Ji Cheng asked.

"She doesn't want to be a concubine, nor is she willing to be raised outside." Shen Che said.

As soon as Ji Cheng heard that, his heart was full of admiration for that girl. He really wanted to see her, but he didn't know how elegant she was, confident and decisive, and Shen Che could miss her like this after leaving.

In fact, Ji Cheng had already guessed the girl's background in his heart. According to Shen Che, the old lady only asked him to marry a wife and have children, so it doesn't matter if the family is poor.

(End of this chapter)