Chronicle of Farming in Muxianfu

Chapter 339: Are There Immortals In The Lotus Pond?

"If I can get a little youth for you, I will keep it in my heart, even if the blue hair is like frost, the yellow flowers are falling, and the beauty is old, I just want to have some innocence in my heart.

The sunset and the western mountains and the sky are full of twilight, and we are about to approach the dusk. Looking back on how much sweetness, how many sorrows, ups and downs, we will never regret spending this life with you.

There are lights in the valley, and the twilight is getting dark...

The night wind is full of my singing, how many old dreams have been told, and when we see each other's eyes in the night, we will eventually disappear in that dusk. "

Sun Hao quietly looked at the woman whose outline was framed by the setting sun, and suddenly her heart became extremely clear. She was telling him that she missed that person, and she regretted not having him to accompany and enjoy the evening together.Pity him, let alone three years, even if he stays for thousands of years, he can only be a spectator besides them, a sad and ridiculous spectator...

"Okay." Gently put down the wine glass in his hand, he reluctantly got up and disappeared into the woods a few times.

Xia Lie stretched out his hand to hold the wine jar, drank a few sips, then ignored the bloody wine dripping from the corner of his mouth, and sneered, "Why bother, don't you think it's too vicious for him?"

Mu Ai raised her eyebrows, and ran her slender fingers along the strings, "Vicious? Me? I just don't want to be a thorn in the side of a group of women, and I don't want to be friends with him in the end. There are not many people talking, and I don’t want to lose one more.”

Xia Lie was silent for a while, then raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, "Maybe you are doing the right thing, it is best not to have a dream that is impossible to come true."

Mu Ai put away the guitar in her hand, stood up, stroked the corner of her curled skirt, "You have taken enough seeds from me, when do you plan to go back to your hometown?"

Xia Lie's eyebrows twitched quickly, his eyes shrank suddenly, and the next moment he smiled and took another sip of wine, "What? I feel sorry for the good wine I drank, and want to drive me back?"

"It's up to you, go to save food, don't go, more thugs."

Xia Lie watched her walk down the stone platform slowly, and walked towards the house where the lantern was already hung in the porch. Simba, who was dressed in vermilion, threw himself into her arms, and said something, which made her laugh and pull his little one. He deftly dodged the ear, and then hugged her arm with his backhand, his face was full of flattery, and in the end she seemed to agree to something helplessly, and pulled the child into the door together...

The sunset on the side of the mountain finally slowly sank behind the mountain, the twilight fell completely, and the mountain forest fell into silence. After a long time, a wine jar broke through the calm lotus pond with a bang, and the frogs croaked...

Slightly drunk to help sleep well, thanks to those glasses of fruit wine, the wood ai slept very soundly this night. When I woke up in the morning, I stretched out my hand and pushed open the window, and the unique faint mist in the mountains and forests floated into the room. Taking a sip is really the pores of the whole body They all opened up comfortably.

Listen carefully, the clock in the downstairs hall has just struck five times, and everyone in the house is still sleeping peacefully. On a whim, I casually added a concubine-colored gauze dress to the moon white silk pajamas, and tied it with a ribbon. He tore his hair and jumped out of the window.

Lu Yun, who was on duty, waved his hand to signal that he didn't have to go forward, and then walked up the stone platform. Sure enough, the lotus flowers under the stone platform were hidden in the milky white mist, blooming quietly, and occasionally swaying slightly with the cool breeze patrolling the territory in the morning, so shy , so graceful.

Mu Ai smiled slightly, jumped off the stone platform, tapped one toe on a big lotus leaf, bent down and reached out to pick a half-opened white lotus, put it under his nose to smell gently, and put it in his ear .

Jumping to another place, I picked some of the most tender lotus leaves, two yellowish lotus pods, and even dug out two tender white lotus nodes from under the lotus, washed them gently in the pool water, and threw them into the pool with hands. In space, after a few vertical jumps, he returned to the stone platform, shook the drops of water from his hands, and thought to himself with a smile. For breakfast, he would make lotus leaf porridge, and then mix it with lotus root slices. It was fresh and delicious.

She turned around and went back to the house, but she didn't find that on the slightly higher slope not far from the pool, there were a few scholars setting up tables and painting with splashed ink. One scene, and as these paintings are known to outsiders, there are fairies in the lotus pond, who like to dance among the lotus flowers in the morning mist. This legend has gradually spread, attracting countless literati to flock to However, when composing poems and prose, squatting and waiting, no one can see the beauty again...

It was not until many years later that she saw the painting brought back by her son that she finally realized that the fairy in the legend was actually herself, so she talked about the coincidence to her children and grandchildren, but secretly she was happy and loved Jiaojiao very much. She said it to the man who already had wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and the man said lightly, "You are a fairy." The affection, pride, and nostalgia in his eyes instantly overwhelmed her...

Xiaoan washed up, changed into a water-blue cotton dress, grabbed the blue apron and sleeves, and just walked into the kitchen when she saw his wife busy in front of the stove, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Ma'am, what happened last night?" But didn't sleep well? Just tell us what to do, why do you get cold water so early in the morning?"

While stirring the porridge in the cauldron, Mu Ai smiled and said, "I woke up early today and went to the lotus pond to pick some fresh lotus leaves, just in time to make something new for everyone." Only lotus root, "help me cut this lotus root into slices, and the rest of the side dishes are the same as usual."

Coincidentally at this time, Xifu's girls also came in, went up to meet Li, and Xiao An led them away in a hurry.

There are nearly twenty people in my family including the master and the servants, all the way south, most of the daily meals are cooked in the kitchen, and they rarely eat outside. Therefore, the girls are very good at knife skills and cooking.Those who cut vegetables, stir-fried vegetables, steamed buns, and set fires were orderly, fast but not chaotic.

Mu Ai washed a few lotus leaves casually, put them flat on top of the porridge that had already bloomed, and then told Caiyun to cook slowly on a small fire.

I also took a green pepper, a red pepper, and half a pear from the space, cut them into thin filaments, poured them into a small basin containing lotus root slices, added salt, vinegar, sugar, and a spoonful of white sesame seeds, Mix well and pour into a white porcelain dish.

At this time, the porridge in the pot had turned into a light green color, and he gently lifted the limp lotus leaf and threw it away. Xifu immediately helped put the porridge into a large porcelain basin, and while filling it, he said it was really fragrant, Mu Ai smiled After telling her not to get burned, she went back to her room to wash and change clothes.

Sure enough, after the children woke up with Yi'er's family, the lotus leaf porridge and sweet and sour lotus root were loved by everyone. Yi'er saw that Yang Song ate an extra bowl than usual, and when he and Dayu went out, they would eat She blushed and asked for the prescription, which made Mu Ai's mother and daughter a little joking.

After finishing their work, the maids pestered Yan Li and Lu Yun on a thick locust tree, tied a swing, giggling and playing in turns, Xing Er relied on his lightness skills, stood on the seat board, and played with more than one person. High, so frightened that Yi'er screamed out.

Mu Ai was not worried at all, she hugged Brother Kang and shouted cheers, and finally encouraged Yier to go up to try, but unfortunately she shook her head and refused although her eyes were full of envy.

Mu Ai didn't force her, she was restrained by the rules of the mansion for a long time, it was a rare relaxation to be able to talk and laugh like this, to enjoy the flowers and walk around a few times, let her sit on the swing, swing up and down, and occasionally be blown up by the wind. The corner of the skirt, but she absolutely dare not.

Everyone was watching and playing together. At the time of joy and excitement, Chen Fang came to report, "Ma'am, there are some servants from Sun's residence at the foot of the mountain who have brought some wine. This is a post."

Mu Ai took a look at the gilded post, and couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Grandpa Sun likes to drink mincemeal wine, so it's good to send someone to talk about it, but he even exchanged it with twenty altars of green lotus brewing." After finishing speaking, He waved his hand and took out the remaining twelve altars of mincemeal wine in the space, and ordered, "Reward those young men with some copper coins, and let them bring a message to Mr. Sun. This is all the mincemeal wine is left, and I will give it away when it is brewed next year." He has twenty altars."

Chen Fang bowed down, together with Kong Xi, Yan Li and Lu Yun, each of them easily picked up three wine jars and ran down the mountain. Xiao An then followed with a big purse full of copper coins.

After running up and down the mountain twice, twenty jars of wine were placed on the porch. Muai reached out and lifted the mud seal of one, and sniffed it carefully. It fits the name Qinglian Niang very well.With a thought, he buried the eighteen altars by the water pool in the space, and then looked at the smiling guards and said, "Hold these two altars down and put them away, cook some good dishes at night, and everyone will taste the famous wine of Liancheng .”

"Mrs. Xie." Kong Xi and the others quickly thanked with a smile. There are not many men who are not good at drinking, especially they are soldiers, and they love wine even more.When they went back to bring wine just now, they guessed that someone as generous as Madam would not leave their share, and sure enough, they left as many as two jars for them.

Xiao An remembered the Fugui chicken he ate last time, and said with a smile, "Madam, there is no shortage of lotus leaves here, let's make some more Fugui chickens."

Mu Ai nodded, "Okay, let's look at the arrangement of the dishes, and try your handicrafts today."

The girls immediately became interested and stopped playing on the swings. They planned to go down the mountain and secretly pick some good lotus leaves when there were few people.

Brother Kang finished the peach sauce in the small bowl, waved his little hand, and gestured, as if he wanted another bowl.

Mu Ai smiled and wiped the jam around his mouth with a veil, took out the air mattress in the space and spread it on the grass, and let him climb on it.

Yi'er leaned back on the chair, took a deep breath greedily, and said with a smile, "Aunt Xian's place is so nice, she doesn't want to go back after letting people stay here. However, I'm afraid the old lady will send someone to remind her tomorrow."

"It's good to talk about it here, and you can't reveal it when you go back. In the afternoon, let's make some jam and candied fruit, and bring a few jars of good wine. You can take it home with you tomorrow. However, after all, you occupy the eldest granddaughter-in-law's place." Position, don’t be too weak in everything, it’s not good to make people think you’re easy to bully.” Mu Ai hugged Kang Ge who had crawled to the edge of the air cushion, and instructed in a gentle voice.

"Thank you, Aunt Xian, Yi'er understands."

Looking at the child having fun, Yi'er's eyes flashed with determination, she has been married for three years, how could she not know the struggle in the deep house compound, maybe there is no blood, but it is extremely hurtful, it can make it difficult to sleep at night, day and night Days of suffering.Thinking back to those early days when how many concubines' rooms were blocked openly and secretly, and how much tears and painstaking efforts were wasted, in the end, she endured the heartache and let the two dowry maids make intercourse, so that they barely stopped everyone's mouths.In such a mansion, everything is fake, and only raising her son to become a talent is her lifelong reliance...

　The weather suddenly turned cold, and I shivered when I woke up, I was finished,
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