Litchi spring warm Xijiang

I feel so.

Not long after, when the old aunt next door came to deliver the eggs, she found that her mother had been hanged on the beam of the house.

Wan Liang's dream was frozen here, and she woke up leisurely.

She raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes and found that they were a little wet, but she didn't care about it, she just stared blankly at the celadon teacup on the table.After staring at it for a while, she felt that she really came back to her senses, so she got up and walked outside.

Chun went to see Wanliang got up, and approached her and said, "Miss Wanliang is definitely awake. The lady saw you fell asleep yesterday, so she didn't call you. I'll go get some water for the girl to wash up first."

"Then it will be troublesome." Wan Liang responded, and suddenly remembered last night's dinner, "I asked Miss Gu to wait for a long time last night?"

"Not at all," Chun Qu was afraid that she would blame herself, so he said tactfully, "Miss Gu asked the kitchen to save food for you, and I will bring it when you wake up. But this is the second day, and the slave has already prepared it for you. Fresh pastries."

"That's good." Wanliang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, spring will go first."

Wan sneered and nodded.It didn't take long before Chun Qu brought water and waited for Wan Liang to wash.

"The girl's skin is really good, it's thin and fair," Chun Qu looked at Wan Liang with a smile and said, "It makes us servants envious."

Wan sneered and said, "What's the matter? The skin of us Jiangnan people is not all fair and fine."

Chun Qu smiled, and said, "Miss Wanliang, let's go to the front hall to have dinner. This morning, the chef of the other industry personally made rose lard rice cakes. The taste is amazing!"

Wan responded with a sneer, and followed her to the front hall.

As soon as he entered the front hall, he saw Gu Zezhi was already waiting there.

Seeing her coming, Gu Zezhi immediately greeted her and sat down: "If you don't get up again, this rice cake will be cold. Sit down quickly!"

Wan Liang sat down after listening to her words, and saw that there were two plates of rice cakes on the table, cut into small cubes, golden in color, rich in lard aroma and faint rose fragrance, which made people index finger big move.

Wan Liang picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, only to feel that the rice cake was crispy on the outside and waxy on the inside, with a hint of rose sweetness in the salty taste, which really made the mouth feel delicious.

"How is it?" Gu Zezhi narrowed his eyes with a smile when he saw her feasting.

Wanliang didn't want to talk big while eating, she just nodded frequently.

"My 'hospitality' is not just talking. Big fish and meat are too boring. Although these Soviet-style snacks are not eye-catching, they are genuinely delicious."

"Miss Gu is like this, Wan Liang feels even more..." Wan Liang put down her chopsticks unconsciously.

"Okay, don't repeat those words again," Gu Zezhi frowned, "If you feel so uncomfortable, you might as well treat me, Gu Zezhi, as a friend. You and Miss Wanliang will also stay with me for a while, to be a Friends are not too much, right?"

After hearing this, Wan Liang felt a little turmoil in her heart.She has never dealt with this high-class child—of course, those people are also disdainful to be with her.Today, the young lady of the Shangshu Mansion actually wanted to be friends with me, so I couldn't help being a little surprised.

Seeing her embarrassed face, Gu Zezhi couldn't help but feel amused: "Being friends with me makes Miss Wanliang so indecisive? Miss Wanliang thinks it's not worthwhile for her to work in the inner house and calculate things?"

Hearing what she said, Wanliang could no longer calm down: "Miss Gu killed Wanliang...it was Wanliang's heart...well, since Miss Gu said so, then..."

Gu Zezhi felt happy when she heard her answer, and asked, "Since we are friends, can I ask Miss Wanliang's real name?"

"My real name is Wanniang, but I haven't used it for many years. Ms. Gu should call me Wanliang."

"Then, what's your surname Wanliang?" Gu Zezhi asked with a smile, and after asking, he felt that the person in front of him looked a little wrong.

Sure enough, she heard Wanliang reply: "Wanliang... I don't know my father's surname, and my mother's surname... I have no way of knowing either."

"Well," Gu Zezhi understood what she said, but was very embarrassed, "Then I'll call you Wanliang. You don't have to call me Miss Gu, just call me Zezhi."

Wan Liang nodded.

Seeing that her expression was still a bit wrong, Gu Zezhi said again: "Hurry up and eat this lard rice cake, I want to take you to taste some good things today!"

"Good thing? Isn't this other professional cook not good enough?" Wan Liang asked slightly puzzled.

"It's not the same as these, it was my favorite food when I was a child," Gu Zezhi said with a smile, "You should still remember the houses in the streets and alleys we saw when we came here. delicacies!"

"That's right," Wan Liang chuckled when she heard her say this, "Since ancient times, food and sages have been in that inconspicuous place. Hearing what you say, I really want to go there."

"Then let's go, this rice cake is enough to fill your stomach." Gu Zezhi wiped his mouth, stood up and said.

As soon as the two of them left the gate of Bieye, they saw the old boatman waiting by the mottled bridge again, holding a piece of dog's tail grass in his hand, shaking and teasing the yellow civet cat on the ground.

"Old man, are you still sailing today?" Gu Zezhi asked.

"Run, why don't you run," the old boatman said with a smile, "I live by this."

"It's just the two of us today, and your boat can carry it even more. It's not far to go, it's the small town we passed by when we crossed the river."

"You're talking about Shenhuai Town, right? Little girl, I always remember meeting you—but your face hasn't changed for so many years?"

Gu Zezhi raised her eyebrows suspiciously, and then she understood again: "The old man said, it should be my mother. She... has passed away."

"That's how it is..." The old boatman looked stunned, "I still remember that she was always holding a little girl by the hand. Well, let's come up now!"

Gu Zezhi suddenly felt that time is gone, those times are gone, those old things are gone, and those people are gone.However, there are always some things that are finally missed by the years.For example, this memory, the people I still miss, and the warm mood under the sun.

Gu Zezhi dragged Wanliang into the small awning, this time she did not sit on the bow, but sat in the cabin and watched from a distance.

"Old man, sing the folk song of Wudi, I haven't heard it outside for a long time."

After hearing this, the old boatman babbled and sang in Wu Nong's soft language:

"Acacia flowers bloom, orioles fly to herald the return of spring.

The girl from which small building, her eyes reflect the Suzhou River

Can you tell where the beautiful scenery is? Next to the green water on the south bank of the river

People from all over the world, come and listen to the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River..."

Wanliang heard this soft tune, the sun slanted into the cramped cabin, and the soft water in the south of the Yangtze River sent the boat, everything was glowing with warmth, a warmth that could melt people.Wanliang felt more and more that such a day was like a warm dream.

The distance is short, and we will arrive at the place in a short time.

Gu Zezhi still went ashore first, and stretched out his hand to pull Wanliang up.They said goodbye to the old boatman, and walked towards the entrance of the alley.

There are not many alleys in Shenhuai Town, but they are all deep alleys.There are houses on both sides of the alley, and the walls and yards are already mottled, which seems to be some years old.Gu Zezhi walked with her for a while, and then stopped in front of an old courtyard gate.

"Go in and have a look." Gu Zezhi said, and lightly knocked on the faded iron ring on the courtyard door.

After waiting for a while, the courtyard door opened, and an old woman with frosted temples came out with a wooden crutch.She looked at the person in front of her and asked suspiciously, "Are you..."

"Mother-in-law," Gu Zezhi smiled softly, "Do you still make the tangerine peel and chestnut paste cake?"

"Orange peel and chestnut paste cake," the old lady looked at the girl in front of her, "Are you Yu'er?"

Gu Zezhi shook his head and said, "That's my mother."

"Oh," the old woman replied indifferently, "I just remember that there was such a person... I can't remember anything now."

"Is your mother okay now?"

"She's fine." Gu Zezhi replied.

"Oh."

For a while, the two of them stopped talking, only the steamy wind blew past, carrying the fragrance of Sophora japonica.

"Orange peel and chestnut paste cake," the old lady finally recovered from her contemplation, and said to Gu Zezhi, "I can't make it anymore."

"Okay. Sorry to bother you, mother-in-law." Gu Zezhi replied with a smile.

"Can you do me a favor?" The old woman pointed at the cat on the ground. "This cat is getting old, and its eyes have been caught blind. If you follow me, you will become a wild cat, but it is blind, how can it live?" I also hope that Miss Gu will help me take care of it for the sake of the old days, and just give it food, it doesn't pick."

Gu Zezhi didn't know why, but suddenly felt flustered.She nodded slightly, bent down and picked up the white cat: "You don't need to worry about this matter. Then, Zezhi will go first."

"Hey, good! Good!" The old man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she had taken the cat away.

Gu Zezhi hugged the cat and walked out of the courtyard with Wanliang.

"Is this old woman alone all the time?" Wan Liang asked, turning her head.

"Of course not," Gu Zezhi lowered his head slightly, "How could anyone be alone all the time?"

Wan Liang sighed, and reached out to pat the cat's head: "Actually, I always feel that there is a story about this old lady. Maybe it's an illusion caused by old age."

"Everyone has a story," Gu Zezhi turned his head and smiled at her, "If you can sit down and chat with these people, you will have many more stories in your memory."

Wan Liang smiled lightly, and asked again: "The delicacy you mentioned that even the emperor has never tasted, but this is it."

"Actually, there is another one, Wumifan," Gu Zezhi replied, "This one will definitely not disappoint you."

Where is Wanliang?