The ultimate rebirth of the abandoned woman

Chapter 681 Falling into the Pit ([-])

Jiwei Academy, like the civil servants of the imperial court, follows the ten-day vacation system.That is, take a bath every ten days.

Tomorrow is a holiday. In order to take care of the students from Jiayuan, the college only arranged two classes in the afternoon.There is no way, there is a curfew these days, and the ones in Tongfang District are fine, even if it is later, they will not be locked out of the Fangmen.

But it is miserable in other districts, and the gates of the workshops are closed at the end of the day.

If it was because of the arrangement of the college that the students couldn't go home smoothly, Xiao Nan, the principal, could hardly absolve himself of the blame.

This afternoon, just after the second class ended, the students respectfully saluted the teacher and sent him off.Then they ran back to the school building as quickly as birds and beasts scattered, picked up the things they wanted to take home, and happily gathered at the school gate. When the students were all here, they took the school bus home together.

Lingxi and Changsheng lived next door, so they didn't need to take the school bus.

When they first came to school, the two were in high spirits, so they took the school bus with their classmates on the grounds of 'obeying the school rules'. In fact, the time they waited for their classmates to gather was enough time for them to walk home.

However, the two were fresh at that time, and no one said it would work.Xiao Nan was also happy that the children could mingle with their classmates, so he acquiesced in their "willfulness".

Later, the freshness passed, and the two learned about the working principle of the school bus from Mr. Zhou Meng. They were no longer curious about this big guy who could drive by themselves, but they didn't say goodbye to the school bus either.

Because in the school bus, they can have a chat with their classmates, eight little gowns, or even a small trough, a group of people chit chatting, and the atmosphere is very happy.

There were several times when they were so engrossed in chatting that both Lingxi and Changsheng forgot to get off the bus and followed them all the way down, while the other students didn't want to interrupt the conversation, and no one got off the bus when they reached the stop.

The hard-working school bus circled the streets and alleys twice, until it was getting late and the curfew would be coming if you didn't go home, the people in one compartment reluctantly got out of the bus and left.

Fortunately, there are not many such situations, but it has become a habit for the little friends to chat with the people around them in the school bus.

Today was no exception. A group of students carrying their bags or boxes stood in the open space beside the gate, chatting with acquaintances while waiting for the school bus.

There's a reason why students are so keen on school bus chats.The main reason is that the school bus of the college is not divided into grades. Whether it is the junior, middle or senior grades, or the spring plowing class, Xiayun class, and Qiushi class of the same grade group, everyone is in the same school bus.

Because it is an aristocratic college, the high society in the capital is so big, so many students are relatives, old friends, even cousins, uncles and nephews.

On weekdays, everyone is busy with their studies, and they are accompanied by classmates of similar age. Although there are kite groups to send messages to each other, they rarely have the opportunity to meet each other.

Especially recently, the college has strengthened its management. People record their whereabouts every day. In order to reduce troubles, students have also reduced the time they spend visiting each other at night.

Therefore, when waiting for the school bus and taking the school bus before going home, everyone habitually got together and talked cordially.

The only fly in the ointment is that the college's school bus is also divided into men and women, and the waiting places for the school bus are not in the same place.

If the students from Deyin Hall and Qiusuo Hall were merged into one place, it would be even more lively.

After a while, the students who were eager to go home gathered together, and the super cool school bus of the college was also slowly driven to the door under the control of several strong men.

The students lined up habitually and got on the bus in an orderly manner.

Among the crowd, Chang Sheng also carried an indigo-colored bag and slowly followed the team into the car.

Unlike in the past, he seemed a little absent-minded today, and when the friends who were sitting next to him chatted with him, he also showed a lack of interest.

"Ah Shuo, are you okay? You don't look very well!"

The neighbor is an eight or nine-year-old fat man. He is fat and cute, and he speaks naively. He does not live in the same dormitory as Chang Sheng, but he is a classmate of the middle-grade "Spring Farming Class". Seeing that Cui Lingshuo is not as lively as usual, he couldn't help asking worriedly.

"Uh?"

Chang Sheng turned his head, just in time to see the chubby face of the little fat man, he was stunned for a few breaths, and then he came to his senses and said with a smile: "It's nothing, Ah Chen doesn't need to worry."

While speaking, the school bus had already left the college, and after walking half a street, it came to the gate of Rongshou Hall.

Chang Sheng's face was facing the car window, and he hurriedly smiled and said, "Oh, I'm home, let's talk again when we go back to school tomorrow!"

As he said that, without waiting for the little fat man to respond, he picked up the small bag, rushed to the door quickly, and got out of the car with the help of the guards following the car.

The guards handed Changsheng directly to the concierge of the Cui family, and after the little steward of the concierge signed the school bus registration book, he returned to the school bus in peace, and then the school bus started slowly and drove towards another alley.

"Oh, okay, Ah Shuo, see you tomorrow!" The little fat man sat by the window, his eyes followed Chang Sheng's back. After Chang Sheng got out of the car, he leaned half of his body out of the car window and waved the little meat at Chang Sheng vigorously. hand.

"Ah Chen, see you tomorrow!"

The bag in Changsheng's hand had already been picked up by the clever boy, and he hurriedly waved his hand vigorously, watching the school bus leave.

Afterwards, the porter's steward personally escorted Chang Sheng into the yard.

"Where's sister? Is she back?"

Regardless of Changsheng's young age and short stature, the little guy is quite imposing, and he walks slowly in front of several adults bowing down to serve him, without any sense of disobedience.

"So that Da Lang knows that the aunt hasn't come back yet." The steward followed Chang Sheng a step away, deliberately shortening his steps, and always keeping a distance from the young master.

"Oh, then you should leave someone to wait for sister, maybe sister will be back in a while!"

To avoid suspicion, the male and female school buses depart from two separate school gates, and girls are more particular, so they will be slower when gathering, so it is rare for Lingxi and Changsheng to arrive home at the same time.

Master Changsheng ordered.

"Yes, Dalang, don't worry, the concierge has someone left." The steward bowed his body and nodded repeatedly.

After walking two steps, Chang Sheng asked again: "By the way, is A Niang at home?"

The steward replied: "Yes!" At least he didn't see his wife go out.

The steward has been sending Changsheng to the atrium, and then it belongs to the back house, and it is not a place that he, a grown man, can enter.

At this time, Changsheng's bookboys and maids were waiting in the corridor of the atrium early, and they all greeted Changsheng together.

After the salutation, a strong and rough servant girl took the burden from the servant, and the book boy took out a purse from his sleeve pocket and stuffed it to the steward, and picked out the servants who were following the steward with his eyes.

The steward understands that this was rewarded by Dalang (or his wife) to several of them. After staying, this bag of money will be distributed to others.

Of course, the specific amount of points is still up to him as the boss.

The few servants behind the steward also understood this meaning, and their faces showed joy.The master has always been generous, even if there are managers who are responsible for the distribution of most of the affairs, each of them has dozens of coins in their hands. You must know that their monthly bill is only three or four hundred coins.

The steward and the others hurriedly bowed to Chang Sheng to thank him.

Chang Sheng didn't care about this, he waved his hand casually, and then stepped directly into the atrium, boarded the Xi car that had been prepared long ago, and headed all the way to Weirui Courtyard.

In the main room of Weirui Courtyard, Xiao Nan just came out of the kitchen. Today Lingxi and Changsheng are coming back. According to the usual practice, Xiao Nan will cook two dishes himself to reward them.

What I made today are orange shrimp and muddy goose.

Orange Shrimp is easy to make, just put the shrimp and seasonings in a hollowed out orange bowl carved with lace, and then steam it in a steamer.Moreover, the process of cutting, hollowing out, and carving the whole orange is all done by the cook, and there are really not many processes that Xiao Nan actually does.

However, Hun Yangzi Goose is more time-consuming. This is a famous dish at that time, and the preparation is a bit troublesome——

That is to choose a fat goose, break its abdomen, take out the internal organs, fill it with meat and glutinous rice, and then blend it with five flavors;

Take another sheep, open the belly again, take out the internal organs, stuff the processed goose into the belly of the sheep, then sew the incision of the belly of the sheep, and finally cook the whole sheep.

After it is cooked through, the mutton is removed and the goose is eaten exclusively.

This dish is not a big deal in later generations, but in ancient times when supplies were scarce, it was a bit too extravagant, so it was only popular among nobles and eunuchs.

Even Cui's family doesn't cook this dish often.

Xiao Nan thought about the children's hard work for ten days. Although she knew that the food in the college cafeteria was not bad, she was a mother after all, so she still wanted to make up for the children.

After adjusting the stuffing with his own hands, and watching the whole sheep being put on the fire with his own eyes, Xiao Nan repeatedly told the cooks to keep an eye on the fire, and then he left the kitchen.

Sitting on the couch, Xiao Nan took the tea soup, took a sip, and asked: "The time is endless, why haven't Lingxi and Changsheng come back?"

Before Yuhan could answer, the little maid under the verandah outside the door had already spread the word: "Ma'am, Da Lang is back!"

Xiao Nan couldn't help laughing, "Hehe, I really didn't talk about it. Changsheng, hurry up and come in!"

"Yes, Ma'am!"

Entering the Veiled Courtyard and walking down the verandah, Chang Sheng, who was supposed to be relaxed, still walked over with a square step with his small chest upright.

But when he heard A Niang's voice, he couldn't help speeding up his pace, entered the door, and saluted solemnly: "A Niang, my son is back!"

Seeing that his son still looked like a schoolboy, Xiao Nan couldn't help but shook his head helplessly, alas, this kid became less cute the older he got, and after she teased him a couple of years ago, his son still showed some childish appearance.

But now, no matter how much she teases, coaxes or even preaches, this kid always looks calm and meek, and his manners and manners are so standardized that they can be compared to etiquette textbooks.

"Come here, let Auntie see if you've lost weight~~"

Sighing weakly, Xiao Nan smiled again, beckoning to his son, motioning for him to come over.

Changsheng's forehead twitched a few times, and he complained, "Please, mother, we met the day before yesterday. You even touched me from head to toe. Didn't you already know whether I was fat or thin?" !Ask again now?
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