Medical Immortals come from the future

Chapter 344 Full Moon Wine

Qianqian is a very lovable little boy, Sima Qing likes him very much, took out the tiger head pillow prepared earlier, and three pairs of tiger head shoes of different colors, and presented them to him on behalf of her natal family.

Two pairs of blue on the tiger's toe and toe cap will stop life; two pairs of red will ward off evil spirits;

Nine round holes are punched in the soles, which means nine children and ten successes. May the children grow up auspiciously and healthily in the future.

This was made by Sima Qing herself. Although the appearance is not very good, it represents her heart.

"Senior Sister Seven, you know that I've never been good at female celebrities, so I've done it very rough, I hope you don't dislike it." Sima Qing watched Ling Ruyin take off her shoes, and expressed a little embarrassingly.

"Look at what you said, you can personally make shoes for Qianqian. This kindness is more precious than any treasure. It is Qianqian's blessing. We are too late to be happy, so how can we dislike it?" Mother Shen said ahead of Ling Ruyin.

Sima Qing's current status in Wangcheng is extraordinary, and she is also regarded as the benefactor of her daughter-in-law and grandson, so Shen's mother likes her very much, and treats her warmly and respectfully.

"Yes, Junior Sister, you are being polite." Ling Ruyin smiled and followed her mother-in-law's words.

But it was obvious that she was sincere.

But Sima Qing naturally wouldn't just prepare this gift, she immediately took out another very expensive one, saying that it was on behalf of Sima Yinglong, and it was also a gift from Ling Ruyin's master, the Shen family is also a big family, so she accepted it up.

Then Yang Zier also sent her a congratulatory gift.

The guests arrived one after another.

A little later, the servants had already cooked the hot soup for shaving their heads, took out the eggs and duck eggs in it, wrapped them in red cloth, and gave them to the shaving master to take away later.

In the middle of the courtyard is a table with a red carpet, a pair of Zhuangyuan red candles standing upright, and a plate of peaches in the middle.

When it was the auspicious time when someone had already asked someone to figure it out, the barber lifted his robe, stepped into the courtyard from the main entrance, and walked towards the case, saying: "When you enter the gate, your steps are wide, and your feet are on purple gold bricks. Purple gold bricks The lotus seed grows above, and the phoenix falls on the lotus seed. If the phoenix does not fall, there is no treasure, and the number one scholar will be in your house."

Go to the front of the case and light a pair of champion red candles.

A maid put onions, brassicas and a new ax wrapped in red cloth long ago on the ground, and Shen's mother stepped on them with Qianqian in her arms.

The barber said: "Standing on Cong, Yun, and Fu under your feet, you will grow up smart and seek a title."

After all, I shaved off Qianqian's eyebrows and fetal hair, leaving only a pinch of "smart hair" on the top of the forehead and "supporting root hair" at the back of the head. All eyebrows should be shaved, as the saying goes, so It can make children have thick eyebrows and big eyes in the future.

After shaving, Shen Fan planted the green onions and brassicas that his mother had stepped on in a flower pot beside him.The fetal hair was handed over to his wife Ling Ruyin, tied tightly with a red hair rope, wrapped in red paper, and sent to be placed on the highest lintel of the house, hoping that the child will shine on the lintel in the future.

After the ceremony of shaving the fetus and hair, the banquet will be officially opened to drink the full moon wine.

The full moon wine served by wealthy families is actually more socially meaningful.

No, the Shen's residence was full of guests and chattered loudly, through the feast, the noble ladies chatted with each other, and the ladies of each family also took the opportunity to get to know each other and build a good relationship.

After the banquet, the Shen family asked people to invite three theater troupes from outside, and set up a stage in the Pingshui Pavilion in the mansion.

There are buildings on four sides in the southeast, northwest, and the north building forms a four-foot-wide stage. Guests eat wine and listen to operas from the main building and the east and west floors respectively. People, the interior layout is exquisite and thoughtful, and there are ready-made washing and changing places, which is extremely convenient.

People can't help feeling that the Shen family is really rich and powerful.

The old lady of the Shen family also came out, and she brought a group of female relatives to the Pingshui Pavilion in the back garden.

These people who came today are all nobles in the royal city, and they come from the families of the wealthy or the families of the princes and grandchildren.For example, the two around the old lady of the Shen family, one is Mrs. Jing Guogong and the other is Mrs. Pingyang Uncle. They are both prominent figures.The rest, the eldest lady of the Hou Mansion, the daughter-in-law of the Ningguo Mansion, the young lady of the Wang family of the first grain line... In short, Yingying Yanyan followed a group.

Sima Qing knew most of these people. She opened a beauty salon and had to deal with these people, so she didn't feel unnatural when they met. It's just that she never liked such occasions, so she only greeted them symbolically. After exchanging a few pleasantries, she quietly sat in the seat arranged by Ling Ruyin, eating cakes and drinking tea, talking to Chunxi and Yang Zier from time to time.

Not long after, there was blowing and blowing on the stage, and the good show started.

Everyone chatted and laughed, eating wine and sunflower seeds, while commenting on the actors on the stage.

There was a performance of "The Drunken Concubine" on the stage. Sima Qing was quite interested in operas, so she enjoyed watching them with gusto.

"Junior Sister, do you like watching operas?" Yang Zi'er seemed to be chatting casually.

"Yes."

"When you give birth to a white and fat little son, let's invite a troupe to sing for a few days and nights."

"Hehe, let's talk about it later."

"Hey, are you shy? This is normal. You have been married for more than a year. It's time."

"Ahem, let nature take its course."

"Hey, look at you, you are all blessed. In a blink of an eye, you all married the person you love. There is only me, third senior brother, and I have never been in my heart."

After the incident last time, Sima Qing was already cold-hearted towards Yang Zi'er. Although she hadn't taken any measures against her for more than a year, she had always been indifferent and alienated. Sima Qing felt that what she said today seemed a bit too much. Too much, it made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Frowning slightly, he said: "I want to make it easier for you, Senior Sister, please go ahead."

After finishing speaking, she stood up, called Chunxi, and then walked down the north building.

After leaving the Pingshui Pavilion, we turned around two or three rockeries and entered a green bamboo forest.

It is midsummer at this time, and the green bamboos in the forest are tall and straight, dense as weaving, and the breeze passes by, and the bamboo leaves rustle, just like dragons singing and phoenixes singing.

Sima Qing heaved a sigh of relief for no reason, seeing a large bluestone beside her, she swept it with a handkerchief, turned around and lay down on it.

Chunxi hurriedly said: "Miss, this stone is very cold."

Sima Qing didn't care, and pointed her to lie down too: "It's so hot, it's cool, you lie down too."

Chunxi waved her hand and stood aside, thinking that if someone came over and saw Miss like this, it would be bad, she should just stand and watch.

Sima Qing pursed her lips, and listened quietly to the faint sound of silk and bamboo, as well as the sound of laughter. She didn't need to think about it to know the scene of the exchange of cups and chips, and the scene of laughing and talking.

Once staying in a cool place in midsummer, it is always easy to get sleepy. Sima Qing was lying down, her eyelids could not stop fighting up and down, and when she closed her eyes in a daze and was about to fall asleep, suddenly her ears As soon as it moved, there was a strange movement from the bamboo forest on one side.

"Who's there?"

Two people quickly appeared in the bamboo forest, smiling at Sima Qing and Chunxi.

……

Half an hour later, Sima Qing and Chunxi returned to their seats in Pingshui Pavilion.

"You're finally back!" Yang Zi'er seemed a little anxious, but she seemed very happy to see her back, "Where have you been, why is it taking so long?!"

Sima Qing glanced at her, smiled, sat down on the chair, and said: "This Shen residence is really too big, we lost our way while walking, luckily we met a little maid on the way and brought us back .”

"Oh, so that's the case." Yang Zi'er seemed to be relieved, and said with a smile, "I was thinking, if something happened after I have been away for so long, I almost went to find you."

"This is in the mansion, what will happen to me?" Sima Qing suddenly asked in a serious tone.

But when Yang Zier was stunned for a moment and looked back at her, she picked up the teacup, stared at the stage with her eyes smiling, as if the serious tone just now was just an illusion, and she just asked casually.

Yang Zier shook her head, calmed her mind, and smiled again: "Of course nothing will happen, didn't I just say it casually?"

Sima Qing didn't say anything else, took a sip of tea, and frowned.

"Is it cold?" Yang Zi'er noticed her micro-expression in time.

"En." Sima Qing nodded.

"Then don't drink it, I'll give you this cup." Yang Zi'er reached out and took down the cup in her hand, and handed her the cup in front of her tenderly, "You've been away for so long, the tea is of course too cold to drink That's it, I just served this cup and it's still hot. Oh, don't worry, I haven't drunk it yet."

"Senior Sister, let's drink it by myself. It's hot, and I drink it cold." Sima Qing politely refused.

"How can it be? Herbal tea hurts your health!" Yang Zi'er refused, "I drank two or three cups just now, and now I can't drink any more. This tea is a top-grade oolong frozen top. If you don't drink it, I won't be able to drink it." , isn’t that a waste of money? Junior Sister has always been a thrifty person.”

Sima Qing rolled her eyes, as if she disliked her for talking about such a trivial matter.

Yang Zi'er was still smiling, holding the teacup in front of her eyes, very stubborn.

Sima Qing smiled helplessly, stretched out her hand to take the hot tea, drank it, then let it go in satisfaction, and sighed: "It's not cold, it's just right, don't say it, after walking all this way, I'm really thirsty."

Yang Zi'er looked at the bottom of the glass, a sly look flashed in her eyes, and she smiled brighter: "If you say this summer, there is still iced juice to drink!"

Sima Qing answered casually: "Yes, Eighth Senior Sister, do you still remember those iced drinks you drank last summer?"

Last summer, the weather was extremely hot. Many places in Jinlong Kingdom were severely drought-stricken. Even Wangcheng hadn't rained for several months. Not to mention ice, it was difficult to drink water.

However, under such "difficult" conditions, everyone in the Mei Mansion has iced drinks almost every day. These are ice cubes that Sima Qing took from the peak of Yaofeng in the Snow Lotus Space, and they change patterns every day. Make iced juices, apple juice, pear juice, mango juice, plum juice, peony juice, yam juice, hawthorn juice... etc., it is cool, nourishing and nourishing. Everyone in the mansion who enjoys this treatment will appreciate it Sima Qing was very grateful.

Although Sima Qing didn't want to see Yang Zi'er, she didn't treat her badly. She still has what others have.

Hearing her mention, Yang Zier was stunned for a moment, feeling a little awkward, but it was just a flash, it was hard to catch, then she looked normal, and said with a smile: "Of course I remember, I have always missed those wonderful tastes. It's just that this year , Junior Sister didn’t do it for us either.”

"Hehe, there is plenty of rain this year, the weather is not very hot, and I am also very busy."

"That's right, Junior Sister is a busy person, and now your prestige is a household name."

Automatically ignoring the jealousy in her tone, Sima Qing didn't seem to hear it, and smiled without any humility: "I represent our Sacred Heart Valley, so naturally I have to live up to it!" The tone changed again, "By the way, Eighth Senior Sister I also grew up in the Sacred Heart Valley, and my grandfather loved you since I was a child, so you have to fight hard. Two days ago, I received a letter from my grandfather, saying that your birthday is coming, let me, a junior sister, give you a good time, you Since I was a child, my birthday was very lively in the Sacred Heart Valley. I have come to Wangcheng in the past two or three years, and I have somewhat ignored you. This year you are exactly nineteen, so if you want to have a good time, the old man will rush over."

After all, Sima Qing stared closely at Yang Zi'er's face.

She was startled for a moment, then a trace of disbelief flashed in her eyes, and she frowned as if recalling something, as if her heart was entangled.

This series of expressions was done very quickly, in less than two seconds, but Sima Qing saw them all, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Thank you master for me, old man, he has a heart. But let him not come here, the journey is far away, it's just a birthday, it's not important, don't make him tired."

Yang Zi'er said gratefully, but her eyes dodged, she didn't dare to look at Sima Qing at all.

Sima Qing sighed slightly in her heart, and said with a faint smile: "Grandpa is indeed old, and it is not appropriate to run around anymore. We should let him stay in Sacred Heart Valley and enjoy his old age in peace."

The corners of Yang Zi'er's mouth froze, she nodded, looked away, and didn't answer any more.

Sima Qing didn't speak again, she focused on the stage, and now the play on it had been replaced by "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea".

In other places, wives and ladies are still discussing in full swing, but Sima Qing and Yang Zier's place is strangely quiet.

Both of them seem to be attracted by the drama on the stage. If you don't observe carefully, you really won't notice that Yang Zier seems to be watching the drama intently, but in fact, from the corner of her eye, she will always glance at the girl who is sitting on her left from time to time. On Sima Qing's face, there was a little apprehension, nervousness, and a hint of anticipation?

Sure enough, after half a stick of incense, Sima Qing suddenly frowned, covered her stomach with her hands, and murmured strangely: "Hey, it's been a while since I finished the convenience, and I'm thinking..."

Yang Zi'er's eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to ask: "What's the matter? Do you want to go to the toilet?"

Sima Qing glanced at her suspiciously, but still nodded, "My stomach feels a little uncomfortable, probably spoiled my stomach." Turning her head, she called Chunxi, "Chunxi, you have to walk with me again."

Chun Xi hurriedly agreed, then bent down to help her up.

Just as Sima Qing stood up, Yang Zi'er also stood up quickly and said, "It's just right, I also want to make it easier, why don't we go together, I don't know where it is yet."

Sima Qing was noncommittal, and took the lead and walked out.

Yang Zi'er, Sima Qing, and Chunxi, led by a maid, came to the clean room. At a corner, a maid suddenly appeared, very fast. Chunxi walked in the front, and bumped into her first. on.

The maid held a tray in her hand, and greeted Chunxi with a cup of hot tea and a plate of pastries on the tray.

There were two screams, one was from Chun Xi, and the other was from the reckless servant girl.

But Chunxi was obviously more unlucky, because a large piece of clothes on her chest was splashed by hot tea, but fortunately, she didn't get burned, but she really couldn't see her body.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The imprudent servant girl came to her senses and apologized repeatedly.

Sima Qing and Chunxi naturally wouldn't bother with her, but Chunxi really needed to change, so she asked the reckless maid and the maid who led the way to take her to change.

After the three of them left, Sima Qing quickly rushed into the clean room, Yang Zier smiled and followed.

Shen's manor's clean room is also very large and clean. It is divided into several small rooms, and there is a row of pools for washing outside, where aromatherapy and towels are placed.

When Sima Qing came out of the cubicle, the wooden door of Yang Zier's room was still closed tightly. She squinted her eyes, washed her hands in the sink as usual, and asked in a slightly raised voice: "Eighth Senior Sister, I'm fine. okay?"

Yang Zi'er's voice came from the wooden door: "Oh, it's almost there."

"Do you want me to wait for you? If not, I want to go and see how Chunxi is going."

"It's okay, you go first."

"Well."

After Sima Qing finished asking, she took a towel and wiped her hands, then turned and walked towards the door.

When she stepped over the threshold with one foot, she turned her head again, took a deep look at the closed wooden door, her eyelashes trembled, and she sighed in her heart: The opportunity has been given to you, if you don’t grasp it, then you can’t blame me .

Having made up her mind, Sima Qing stopped thinking about it and walked out.

After walking for a short distance in the corridor, he saw the imprudent servant girl who bumped into Chunxi just now came in a hurry.

"Miss Qing!" The reckless servant girl's eyes lit up when she saw Sima Qing.

"What... what's the matter?" Sima Qing paused and asked her suspiciously.

"Girl, Miss Chunxi, something happened to her."

"What happened?" Sima Qing was startled, "What happened?"

"I can't explain clearly in a few words, can you come with me?"

"Okay, you lead the way!"

Sima Qing answered without any doubt.

The reckless servant girl led the way, while Sima Qing followed behind anxiously.

"By the way, what's your name?"

"Slave Osmanthus."

"Oh, judging by your age, you are not very old, are you?"

"Slave is fourteen this year."

"Fourteen...so small."

"Back to the girl, it's not too young."

"Hehe, where is Chunxi?"

"It's just ahead, girl, be patient."

The two of them chatted one after the other.

"This doesn't seem right. It's so far away. Where are we going?"

Sima Qing stopped in her tracks, seeing the emptiness around her and the strange silence, she felt suspicious.

The little maid named Dangui suddenly turned around, covered her mouth and nose with one hand, held a handkerchief in the other, and waved Sima Qing's face...

A burst of strange fragrance rushed towards his face, Sima Qing wanted to dodge, but it was already too late.

"You..." Stretching out his hand, his eyes became blurred and he passed out.

(End of this chapter)