The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 19

Woke up at the same time as usual, and after washing up, Min Lansheng sat down and began to read.This is a habit he has developed over the years.

It was okay at the beginning, he looked at the text line by line that he had read thousands of times and had already mastered by heart, and thought about it carefully, and still found it quite interesting.But slowly as time passed, his eyes began to unconsciously glance at the unlocked courtyard door again and again, as if he was looking forward to the two doors being pushed open sooner.

At noon, Min Lansheng finally couldn't sit still. First, he set up the window sash to look out, and then listened with his ears... Finally, he simply opened the door and left the house, walked to the courtyard door and opened the door... Even the back wall He also looked at that gap no less than ten times...

Min Lansheng was very disappointed.

He thinks that a fool is not a person with character.

After hooking up with him for more than ten days, now he suddenly stopped hooking up, and he didn't even say a word, which made him a little uncomfortable.

He doesn't like to talk and is a very quiet person.In the past few days, there was a person who was busy working inside and outside the house. Although the two of them seldom interacted with each other, he also felt good after eating good food and sleeping on the soft bedding.

Rubbing her already deflated stomach, Min Lansheng went into the kitchen listlessly.

The pots and pans were scrubbed and tidied up neatly by her, and they were neatly stacked, which made me feel comfortable looking at them.

Looking at such a strange decoration with a blank face, it was no longer the messy appearance he had spoiled by himself in the past, he thought in a daze that he had entered the wrong place: "It's so clean..."

He searched the pots, drawers, and cupboards, everything was clean and 'thorough', there was not much food left in the house, and now he and the idiot have eaten it all these days, it is already dry. The hair is clean.

Min Lansheng, who found nothing, came out of the kitchen and stood alone in the middle of the yard looking around, feeling that the house was too spacious.

From time to time, one or two firecrackers sounded in the village. It was impatient children who couldn't wait for the New Year and pestered adults to set them off.

The air is filled with the faint smell of firecrackers, which chokes the eyes.

Unknowingly, Min Lansheng walked to the gate again. Although he knew that the woman would not come, he still walked over involuntarily.

The northwest wind blew very fast, whistling past the door, the scholar unlocked the door in boredom, and pulled open the two door panels with both hands, and two clusters of dazzling red rushed towards his face!
The two "Fu" characters were glued to the door panel obediently. The handwriting is beautiful and elegant. It was just yesterday that she begged herself to write it.

Her fair and slender fingers caressed up, and Min Xiucai followed the handwriting on the red paper with her fingertips, and her words suddenly sounded in her head: "I want to paste it on the gate of my house. It's Chinese New Year, so I want it to be auspicious..."

Thinking of this, Min Lansheng bit her lips and smiled softly, with a coquettish tone: "You shameless!"

Su Xiazhi didn't come, and Min Lansheng lived a dull life again. The day passed without making a sound, and he didn't even bother to burn his mouth.

There is no food or drink at home and I am not in a hurry. Anyway, in the past, there were often breaks, and he was next to him. My sister would always come over once a month to have a look at him. Counting the days, girls who get married on the second day of the new year will go back to their natal home, two by two. For three days, he would not starve to death.

The days dealt with him, and he dealt with the days.

On New Year's Eve, before dawn, Shanxia Village was busy with sporadic firecrackers.The housewives of every household get up early and are busy preparing the steamed buns for ancestor worship and the New Year’s Eve dinner at night. After all, they are indulged for so many days throughout the year, so they are laughing and laughing everywhere...

However, all of this has nothing to do with Min Lansheng.

When a person is used to living alone, he has long since lost the concept of New Year's festival. Others' families are reunited, but the scholar's family is only himself, and he is reunited every day.

He woke up early, even earlier than usual.But what if I wake up?Isn't there no food at home?

Min Soucai lay upright on the bed, motionless.Because of the cold, he wrapped the quilt tightly around his body and formed a tube.

Turning her head sideways to glance at the small back window, Min Lansheng sat up abruptly: "On New Year's Eve, who doesn't celebrate the New Year at home, fools will definitely not come."

If he still hoped for Su Xiazhi to appear yesterday, today he completely extinguished this thought, knowing that it was useless to think about it.On New Year's Eve, even if she wanted to come, her family might not let her go out...

"Oh, fools really have no long-term..." Sighing, Xiucai got up, washed up listlessly, and after the cold water passed, he was refreshed, and all the senses in his body were awakened from sleep, especially his stomach. Happy!
Standing in the middle of the courtyard, he walked to the courtyard door and scratched the crack of the door. Thinking of the two blessings pasted outside the door, he first pursed his lips for joy, and then sighed softly.

He went back to the house quietly, took the book, turned to the page he saw yesterday, but turned his eyes to the direction of the kitchen, he and Su Xiazhi had a regular meal together in the past few days, and gradually got used to it, Shuimi didn't grind his teeth all day yesterday, so he felt extremely uncomfortable early this morning.

His stomach was empty, and he naturally couldn't read the words in the book. Min Lansheng put down the book and went into the kitchen to rummage.

However, the kitchen is quite big and there are few things, just those few utensils, I have looked at it several times in the blink of an eye, and Xiucai's heart was moved.He walked out of the kitchen quickly, walked to the base of the back wall, and looked at the dry pumpkin seedlings crawling on the wall, and he really saw a fish that slipped through the net the size of two fists!

Those few pumpkins were randomly dropped a few seeds on the back wall of Min’s house by the neighbor’s aunt, and they came to have a look, but they didn’t take it seriously at all, and they would have grown up when they were mature. The good melons were picked away, and the remaining one and a half were probably missed because the melon seedlings were covered at that time.

Even though she was in her own yard, Min Lansheng cautiously looked left and right, and then hesitatingly reached out on tiptoe to the little pumpkin.

I tugged hard a few times with my heart beating like a drum, but I didn't expect that the seedling was completely dry and wet with dew, with resilience, it was surprisingly strong, and couldn't be pulled!
So Min Xiucai put the stickers on the wall again, holding the melon seedlings with one hand and the pumpkin with the other, thinking about tearing the melons with seedlings.

When people are hungry, they are usually more courageous than usual. The honest scholar never thought that he would become a thief one day, so while pulling the melon seedling resolutely, he turned his head away from looking at his hand holding the pumpkin .

(End of this chapter)