Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

The reply letter to Zhang Wu was very concise. It only asked him to pay more attention to the situation in the northern border, especially the movements of the Zhou family. If any situation occurred, he should take care of his own safety first and make his own decisions. As for Zhou Huai, Song Shiwei did not mention him at all.

After Song Shiwei finished writing, he glanced at Feng Ru who was eager to try, and waved his hand: "If you want to write a letter back, now is a good time to use pen and ink."

But Feng Ru shook her head and said with a smile: "Brother Zhangwu also asked about Brother Song in his letter. I plan to show it to Brother Song. Maybe he wants to write back too. When the time comes, we will write it and give it to Sister."

"Then go ask him."

Feng Ru cheered and ran to Song's house with the letter.

Song Shiwei saw her jumping and dancing after she went out, smiled and shook his head, looking helpless.

The next day, when Song Shiwei woke up, Feng Ru handed the letter she and Song Dahui wrote to Song Shiwei. Song Da was about to go to the bookstore to buy paper, so Song Shiwei simply asked him to send the letter.

Not long after lunch, Lin Ting came to Song Shiwei with a few scrolls in his hands. As soon as he entered the main room, he couldn't wait to open them and show them to Song Shiwei.

"I always felt that something was missing from your room. This morning, when I was tidying up the room next door, I remembered that there were no calligraphy or paintings in your study. I happened to have some extra at home, so I brought you a few. Uncle Fu said he asked someone to paint them for him. I think this landscape painting is majestic and will suit you very well."

Song Shiwei could not appreciate calligraphy and paintings, nor could he say anything nice, but the landscape paintings that Lin heard about were indeed good, and when he looked at them up close, he felt as if he were there. Song Shiwei did not refuse this. The study room next to the main house only had a desk and bookshelves, and the walls were indeed empty and felt like something was missing. Now that the calligraphy and paintings were hung on them, they complemented each other.

Song Shiwei smiled at Lin Ting and said, "Thank you very much."

Lin Ting smiled and waved his hand: "What are you thanking me for? If my father's private vault hadn't been locked up by him, I could have brought you calligraphy and paintings by famous masters."

"Have you finished cleaning up next door?"

Speaking of the house next door, Lin Ting became more excited and pulled Song Shiwei to sit on the couch next to him: "Everything is packed up and the furniture is in order. Uncle Fu is going to the street to buy food today. I will stay next door tonight. Tomorrow I will prepare a warm house wine. You must come. I will invite you and another friend."

It’s time to go to Wen Jujiu too, since it’s just next door anyway. Song Shiwei nodded in agreement.

"My friend's family is also in business, and they often cooperate with my family. She and I grew up together. Some time ago, she went to her ancestral home in Jiangnan, and just returned to Beijing yesterday. She has a very straightforward personality. I will introduce you to each other tomorrow. Oh, by the way, Shi Wei, you can bring Ru'er with you tomorrow, it will be more lively with more people. And your subordinate, he is very mature at a young age, and I am happy to see him acting like a little adult."

"it is good."

Song Da didn't communicate much with Lin Ting, but Feng Ru often talked and laughed with her. Lin Ting liked Feng Ru very much and would bring her delicious food every time she came. As for Song Da, he just felt that Song Shiwei valued him. After all, he was just a ten-year-old boy, and inviting him to her home would make the house more lively.

Lin heard about another friend for a while, and then pulled Song Shiwei to read the storybook.

During the process, Feng Ru brought tea and snacks to the two of them, and then went to the backyard to practice boxing while talking to Jasmine.

Song spent the entire afternoon reviewing his lessons in his room, writing down the parts he didn't understand and asking his teacher for advice when he returned to the academy.

During dinner, Song Shiwei told the two of them that they would go to the next door for dinner early the next morning, and also asked Song Da to go out early the next morning to prepare warm gifts.

"Master, do you know what Miss Lin likes?"

Song Shiwei didn't even need to answer this, Feng Ru spoke directly: "Sister Lin likes delicious food and reading storybooks, but I heard her and Sister Song say before that she has finished reading all the storybooks in the capital, so why don't you buy some snacks tomorrow, Brother Song."

Song Dachao smiled gratefully at Feng Ru.

"Let's go to Fu Man Lou and buy two jars of good wine. I think she should be able to drink."

Feng Ru and Song Da looked at Song Shiwei with wide eyes.

Song Shiwei ignored the two people's shock and turned to look at Song Da: "You are now studying in the academy, it is not appropriate to call you Song Da, change to a more formal name."

Song Da was startled, put the bowl and chopsticks on the table, stood up, clasped his fists and said sincerely: "Master, please give me a name."

Song Shi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you sure you want me to give you a name?"

"My master has given me a new life. I am extremely honored to be given a name by you."

Song Shiwei placed his hands on the table and tapped them again and again. After a moment's silence, he said, "Then let's call him Song Zeyuan."

"Zeyuan, the sea embraces hundreds of rivers, if you take it, you will go far," Song Da muttered silently, and then raised his head with bright eyes: "Thank you, Master, Zeyuan likes this name."

God knows that Song Shiwei had no other meaning in choosing this name. He simply thought it was okay. He did not expect that Song Dane could think of such a broad mind.

Song Shiwei's expression did not change, and he nodded gently: "I'm glad you like it, let's eat."

Song Da also changed his name to Song Zeyuan, but he had to go to the government office to officially change his name. Song Zeyuan said that he would go to the government office to change his name after Wen Ju had a drink.

On the second day, Song Shiwei got up early, which was rare for him. After having breakfast at home, he went to the backyard to watch Feng Ru practice boxing.

Song Da took Uncle Qin to the street early in the morning to buy gifts for the visit. They first went to Fumanlou to buy two jars of Qiuyuebai, and then went to the dim sum shop to buy several kinds of sweet but not greasy dim sum.

When it was noon, Song Shiwei took the two of them to the next door.

Uncle Fu was standing outside the door to welcome the guests. When he saw Song Shiwei, his smile became even more friendly. He asked someone to take the snacks from Feng Ru and the good wine from Song Da, and personally led the three of them home.

"Miss Song is finally here. Our lady has been talking about you all morning and is waiting for you to come."

Song Shi nodded slightly: "Thank you, Uncle Fu."

"Of course, of course," Uncle Fu led Song Shiwei to the pond in the backyard. Lin Ting was already looking around in the pavilion.

"There are still guests who have not arrived. I will take my leave first. Miss Song, please come in."

"Thank you."

After watching Uncle Fu walk away, Song Shiwei walked towards Lin Ting who was waving excitedly.

Lin Ting couldn't wait any longer, she picked up her skirt and ran straight to Song Shiwei, complaining: "I thought you could come earlier, why are you here only now?"

Song Shi smiled but said nothing.

Feng Ru, who was standing behind Song Shiwei, grinned and explained, "Sister Song usually wakes up at this time. She knew she was going to Sister Lin's house today, so she got up early on purpose."

Lin smiled when he heard that. He pulled Song Shiwei to the pavilion and turned back to say to Feng Ru, "I've prepared tea, snacks, and a butcher's shop. Come and have some. I've asked the chef at Fu Man Lou to prepare lunch. You must eat more when the time comes."

It is now a hot summer day. The pavilion is located beside a pond. The breeze blows gently, leaving slight ripples in the pond. Several people walk into the pavilion, and the wind blowing in their faces makes people feel less hot.

"Wow, I was wondering why it was so cool, it turns out Sister Lin put ice in it."

Feng Ru exclaimed, and Song Shiwei just noticed that there were ice cubes placed in the four corners of the pavilion. No wonder it was so cool.

Lin Ting smiled indifferently: "When we renovated this house before, we had someone dig an ice cellar. I was afraid of the heat, so Uncle Fu and his men prepared a lot of ice. The pavilion has a pleasant view, and I was afraid that you would be hot, so I had someone put ice there. It seems that I was very foresighted."

"It is indeed very far-sighted," and it is indeed heroic, but Song Shiwei did not say the last sentence.