young flower

People, even if they are not related by blood, can still think about each other and really care about each other.They live together as a family.Although the Yue family and I are close relatives in blood, we have been living outside since we were young, and we spend very little time with them. In our hearts, we have no sense of dependence on them and the Yue family. Based on a cooperative relationship, and later a friendship relationship, from the beginning to the end, they did not give me the feeling that a relative should have.What's more, isn't it good for us to get along like this now?That being the case, why do we have to recognize our ancestors? ! "

Quan Yong opened his eyes wide and looked at Feihua firmly. On the one hand, he was surprised at his conclusion, and on the other hand, he was inconceivable that Feihua, who has always been reticent, explained so much to him all at once.However, after careful consideration, his words were not unreasonable.Otherwise, how can there be the saying "a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor"?

Of the two people sitting in the courtyard, one was absorbed in himself, and the other was doing things without distraction, so they didn't notice the back of a young man in blue clenched his fists at the gate of the courtyard, leaving sadly.

"Xiao Fei, how about we go to Yangzhou for the festival this year?" Yang Chongyu asked.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. In the past few years, I spent the festival in Luozhou, and I also went back to Luanhu Village. A few years ago, my eldest brother and Feihua bought a new house in Yangzhou. Except for living in it for a while in March and April every year, I usually live there. all empty.Some time ago, grandpa and master Yunyangzi traveled to Yangzhou. The two old men lingered on all kinds of food and wine there, and wrote to them not to wait for them to come back during the Mid-Autumn Festival.Coincidentally, a few days ago, the brothers from Furonglou's Yangzhou headquarters also sent a letter to invite the leaders of Tianyang to go to Yangzhou for the festival this year. The reason is that not long after the Mid-Autumn Festival, it will be the celebration of Furonglou's [-]th birthday.

A few people were picking fresh sweet-scented osmanthus at a farm outside Luozhou City. Hearing that they were going to Yangzhou for the festival, Tie Bao first jumped up happily: "Okay, okay! Go to Yangzhou, I heard that there are sea bass, lobster, The hairy crabs are very delicious, and when the lotus pods are picked, Yangzhou has the most lotus flowers. Isn’t there a poem called “Lotus Leaf He Tiantian” or something…”

"Haha... Our Little Treasure knows a lot and can compose poems. Let's go there for the festival!"

Tie Bao's words made everyone laugh, and Quan Yong stroked his hair lovingly, boasting and promising to flatter him.Everyone is used to his doglegs, anyway, they have seen them when they were more tired, and now this bit of numbness is simply not enough to fit between the teeth.

But Tie Bao ignored his words, and looked at Fei Hua expectantly with his eyes, until he saw Fei Hua nodded, then he cheered, screamed and jumped to Quan Yong's side and hugged him to have fun.This made Quan Yong both happy and helpless.In Xiaobao's eyes, the young master is the best, the young master is the most right, and he obeys everything the young master says... Sigh!

The others pretended not to see his troubled expression, and continued picking osmanthus flowers with porcelain bowls.Osmanthus cake, osmanthus cake, osmanthus tea, osmanthus fish... Well, tonight we will have a table of osmanthus banquet!

In the first ten days of August, Feihua and Yang Fengjue headed south all the way in the breezy autumn wind. Xiaoxing stayed overnight and stopped and stopped, arriving in Yangzhou the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival.At that time, Yang Chongyu, Tie Bao, Quan Yong, and a group of people from Tianyang Commercial Bank had already been busy in Yangzhou for the Mid-Autumn Festival and celebrations.

The several other courtyards under the headquarters of Furong Building were almost all disturbed by young men from Tianyang who feared the world would not be chaotic. Chef Competition".

The resort of Suyang has always been prosperous. As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, the city of Yangzhou is already lively. Because of the "Famous Chef Competition" held in the Furong Tower, the city of Yangzhou is even more lively this year.

Yangzhou in autumn is the time when "three autumn osmanthus" are competing for fragrance and beauty. Moreover, Yangzhou, as the southeast city and the center of gravity of the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River, is in the harvest season. The scenery is beautiful and the products are rich, which attracts countless scholars. Talented scholars and beauties complement each other with bright scenery.

On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon as big as a disc climbed up the treetops early, and the main hall of Furong Building on Shangyun Street in Yangzhou City, the three-story elegant small building was brightly lit.

The people who came were all the subordinates of Tianyang Commercial Bank, up and down, inside and out, and they were not polite when they came, jumping up and down, making Furong Building even more lively than when it opened on weekdays.The building began to thank guests in the morning, and started to set up banquets at noon. When the banquet started, everyone was stunned.

Feihua was also stunned: a row of large iron plates and small iron plates, large pots and small pots, large pots and small pots, steamed, boiled, fried, fried, stewed... There are all kinds of food, porridge, soup, and small hot pots. In the middle of the lobby, there are two full tables.

Isn't this a buffet!

He only occasionally mentioned it to Lan Jinghang once or twice, but unexpectedly this kid would miss it.Feihua turned her head to look at Lan Jinghang, who smiled like a fox.

Everyone was attracted by this novel way of eating, and everyone who had no intention of eating had a very happy meal.Even Grandpa Yang and Yun Yangzi put down their favorite wine jars and lingered around the dining table.

After the meal, the incense table was set up to worship the gods. The big guys were about to cut the moon cakes and melons and fruits, when another thing was rolled out from the kitchen, which attracted everyone's attention.

Six people brought out six large trays. On the trays were big cakes that no one had ever seen before, and which were not exquisitely made in Feihua's eyes.The delicate chestnut cake and fresh fruit cake were all introduced in detail by Lan Jinghang who was drooling and haunting Feihua.

Feihua glanced at Lan Jinghang again, no wonder he heard that Furonglou sent people around to collect milk a while ago.

In this era, there are no ovens, and it is not easy to refine cream. Although Feihua has always wanted to launch the cake as the exclusive secret dessert of Furonglou, it has not been implemented due to technical problems. Fiddled with him out.It is estimated that just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, some big mouths will "deliberately" spread the cake to the whole city.

During the banquet, Feihua noticed several women in the crowd.

Originally, in this banquet, apart from those who work in the business, those who have already married can bring their family members, but the female family members are all on the third floor, but the women are not like family members, they behave in a calm manner, and behave quite gracefully.

"That woman is...?" One of them was a cold and beautiful woman, sitting silently in a corner and thinking about herself, her eyes often lingered on Lan Jinghang inadvertently, he couldn't help but tugged on Yang Fengjue's sleeve curiously asked.

"Hehe... Her name is Mingzhu, and she is one of the four deputy general managers of our firm. She is in charge of intelligence affairs. She has been an orphan since she was a child. She is willing to endure hardships and is reliable. She is considered a veteran in Tianyang. You can also see Have you come out? She has a little interest in Ah Hang. But last time that kid Lu Xiao rashly went to help him find a matchmaker, and ended up annoying the girl." Yang Fengjue approached Feihua and muttered in a low voice.

——It turned out that the mysterious manager of the Chonglou was actually a woman, which is really commendable.

In Dashang, although the status of women is not as low as that of many ancient Chinese dynasties, in many cases, women do not have social status and the right to speak, and women who show their faces are more likely to be criticized and despised by society. Obedience to husband and son is the code of conduct for women in this era.In such a social environment, it is difficult for a woman born as an orphan to achieve the success of a pearl.

Such a strong-minded woman is indeed a perfect match for Lan Jinghang.

"But, do you think she looks a bit like a person?" Big eyes, slanted corners of the eyes are a little cold and arrogant, slender willow eyebrows, pointed melon-seeded face, I don't know if she will be cute when she smiles ?

Hearing Feihua's words, Yang Fengjue looked at Mingzhu carefully for a while, and said in surprise, "Yes, why didn't I find out? She looks like..."

"How does she look? Does she look good?" Before Yang Fengjue could finish speaking, a voice suddenly came from the side. It turned out that Lan Jinghang had already sat beside them with a large piece of fruit cake before they knew it.

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59, extra five...

In the other courtyard of Luozhou City, there is a painting on the partition wall of Feihua and Yang Fengjue's bedrooms.

On the long scroll, a [-] or [-]-year-old beauty, who is as tall as a real person, looks back at flowers in the rain with an oiled paper umbrella in her skirt and embroidered jacket.Silkworm eyebrows and phoenix eyes, pointed nose, small vermilion mouth, and a charming and charming smile on that pretty melon-seeded face.

The person in the painting is Feihua's biological mother, Fu Ying, Qin Xianglou's red card concubine back then.

Two years ago, after Liu Bin and Qing Rong got married and settled in the small farm outside Luozhou City, this painting was sent to Feihua.

And now the beautiful and indifferent woman that Feihua saw was somewhat similar to his mother in appearance.Especially the contours from the nose and lips to the chin look even more similar when you smile slightly.

Is there really such a coincidence in the world?

In fact, there are such coincidences, such things as fate or blood relationship are sometimes the most uncertain things.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Feihua and Yang Fengjue returned to Luozhou, and when they took out the painting that Liu Bin gave him to Mingzhu who was abducted by Lan Jinghang to Luozhou, the indifferent girl pointed at the wrist of the person in the painting who was holding an umbrella. A petal-shaped erythema on her forehead said: "She is my sister! Look, our sisters all have birthmarks like this!" Mingzhu rolled up her sleeves, revealing the same shape of erythema on her wrist.

"Our family is very poor. My father and mother planted five or six acres of Susukida to raise seven brothers and sisters and couldn't support them. The eldest sister was sold early. In the next few years, several older sisters were also sent away. I at home