Four Seasons Three Meals

On the weekend, Cong Shan and Jiang Huai drove to register for marriage.

At the end of the year, there are many couples who have registered for marriage. They line up in the queue, patiently fill out the form, and register for marriage.

After registering, both of them had a small red booklet in their hands, and the photo on it was smiling silly.

They didn't want to drive, so they walked slowly along the street and passed a small stall. The stall owner was wearing a pair of sunglasses, counting the future and marriage, and naming the child.

Jiang Huai said: "When I was a child, I thought that if I got married in the future, I would have ten children, five boys and five girls, all with names chosen from the Four Books and Five Classics."

Cong Shan smiled and said, "Huaibao, with so many children, do you want mitosis?"

Jiang Huai suppressed a smile, patted Cong Shan on the shoulder, and said, "Only a bachelor without a husband has mitosis. Married people like me let my husband do it for me."

He spoke nicely, and Cong Shan was very useful, so he didn't bother with him.

He said to Jiang Huai, "Huaibao, I have a wedding present for you."

Jiang Huai asked him, "What?"

Cong Shan handed it to him, Jiang Huai took it, and unfolded it slowly. It was an exquisite flower and bird fan.

It was signed in the Ming Dynasty, and it looked like a good thing, which reminded Jiang Huai of many wonderful moments.

In my memory, a kingfisher flew in, stopped by the pond, plunged into the water, and the water splashed on the deep purple water lilies.

It was a certain day in midsummer night, and Cong Shan took him to visit Cong's botanical garden.

He also went to the botanical garden when he was a child. Before Jiang Desheng went bankrupt, he was still very tender and he tried his best to spend time with him.

He likes flowers, and what he likes is the tender time in the past.

After Cong Shan found out, he took him back to Cong's house, raised his hand to climb the camellia tree in his ancestor's yard, broke off two branches of precious pearl camellia, and handed them to Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai heard from the housekeeper that the Cong family's flowers were older than Mr. Cong's, and if they were broken, they would violate the ban and make their ancestors angry.

But Cong Shan just smiled and said softly, Huai Bao, the flowers are hidden, don't let grandpa see them.

Those two snow-white Baozhu camellias don't look like things from this era.

Jiang Huai has been immersed in the past for too long, always thinking that his good life is like a paper flower and bird fan that is slowly put away, and as far as he can see, there is only silence.

Thinking back now, at some point, Cong Shan had already pulled out this fan for him, and gently opened it, allowing him to see life blooming like a brocade, living like a dream.

He was careful, for fear that this happy fan would be lost.

At noon, they went to the market to buy vegetables and went home to cook.

Jiang Huai passed by a peanut stall, and when he saw the peanuts, he got greedy, tugged at the corner of Cong Shan's clothes, and said, "I want to eat peanut candy."

Cong Shanying was good and bought a bag.

Back home, Cong Shan went into the kitchen, and Jiang Huai went to look around.

The large peanuts are peeled, poured into the pan and fried until cooked, the red coat is broken, and the inside is snow white.Cong Shan spread oil on the slate, poured out the peanuts, boiled the rock sugar, poured it evenly on the peanuts, shoveled them up after they cooled and hardened, cut them into small pieces, put them in a small bowl, and handed them to Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai took out a piece and looked at the sun.The peanut candy is crystal clear, the rock sugar is extremely brittle, and the peanuts have a smell of fried nuts, sweet but not greasy.

He was very happy, kissed Cong Shan, and the kiss was sticky after eating peanut candy, sweet with rock candy.

In the afternoon, they drove to the mountains to drink tea and watch the scenery.

An old man was standing on the mountain road, wearing a mask and gloves, digging out beehives.

In the sunshine between the trees, very light and fine dust flies, like dancing in the air, and like a ribbon with cicada wings.

In someone's yard at the foot of the mountain, a big red plum tree is in full bloom, reflecting the snow-white wall, like a fine Chinese painting, with enough white space, and the rare sunshine in winter is so warm.

Cong Shan asked: "Does it look good?"

Jiang Huai said: "It's beautiful. Now I should read a Tang poem."

Cong Shan smiled and said, "Too many people read it, it's a bit vulgar."

Jiang Huai smiled and said yes.

Suddenly I thought of the snow-white tung flowers on the mountains in the suburbs, waiting for them to see them.

It's a pity that there is no time this year, and the two of them will have to wait until next year.

He got the Erythrina flower, and he thought about the mountain tung flower again, but he was never satisfied.

The thing itself is endless.

Unless one of him and the mountain fades away first, or one of them dies first.

Jiang Huai was stunned.

In the evening, in the study, Cong Shan dug out the passbook, real estate certificate and other things, and said, "Huaibao, from now on, you will be in charge of these things."

Jiang Huai looked at the numbers on the passbook, and thought of what Mr. Cong said when he left, and said to Cong Shan: "You are so rich, and grandpa still says you are poor."

Cong Shan said seriously: "The Cong family has family rules, and they don't marry people who are not good at math."

"Ignore you," Jiang Huai didn't have time to pay attention to his teasing, and said, "Take care of your own money."

Cong Shan smiled, feeling that Jiang Huai was different, and asked, "Huaibao, are you too lazy to pick up 100 yuan when it falls on the ground?"

Jiang Huai said: "You are right! I have been envious of a woman since I was a child."

Cong Shan teased him: "Snow White? Cinderella?"

"No! She was a lazy woman in ancient times. Before her husband went to work in the fields, he would bake a big cake, hollow it out, and put it on her head. When she was hungry, she just lowered her head and took a bite."

Cong Shan took an apple and took a bite, then asked with a smile, "What do you envy her for?"

He handed the apple to Jiang Huai's mouth, Jiang Huai also took a bite, and said inarticulately: "Her husband indulged her laziness, and prepared big cakes for her when he went out."

Cong Shan smiled, gestured, and said, "Huaibao, tomorrow I'll make you a two-jin cake and wrap it around your neck."

Jiang Huai smiled, making a gesture to hit him.

Cong Shan grabbed his hand and looked out the window at the crimson sky.

Jiang Huai followed his gaze and saw a small honeycomb under the eaves outside the window.

Jiang Huai said: "Bees build nests at home, which is auspicious for the host family. Unfortunately, if they become large honeycombs, they will sting people."

Cong Shan asked: "Then what does Huai Bao want to do?"

Jiang Huai said, "I have to trouble Dr. Cong to remove it."

Cong Shan went to the utility room to look for gloves, took a bag, moved a stool to the terrace, stood tall, held the bag to catch the beehive, gently broke it, and in the blink of an eye, demolished the entire building like a blind man. bee kingdom.

Jiang Huai raised his head and asked, "What should we do next?"

He looked at Jiang Huai and asked him, "Huaibao, do you want to eat fried bee pupae?"

Jiang Huai thought about it and was a little scared.

Cong Shan pretended to be sorry, and said, "Then we can only deliver it to the rival in love. With so many bee pupae, it's cheap for Qin Shi."

Jiang Huai laughed "puchi".

Finally, Cong Shan called the property to come up.According to the enthusiastic property, fried bee chrysalis is a dish...

After the property took away the honeycomb, Cong Shan went into the kitchen to wash his hands, and raised his voice to ask, "Huaibao, do you want to eat lychee honey frozen tortoise jelly? It's in the refrigerator."

Jiang Huai wondered: "When did you stock up on snacks?"

Cong Shan replied with a smile: "When you are not paying attention."

Jiang Huai went to the refrigerator to get Guiling jelly, added a little honey with a spoon, and sat on the terrace with him to eat.

The two of them ate slowly and with great taste.

Jiang Huai remembered that there were still pink champagne and chestnut mille-feuille in the refrigerator, so he turned around and took them out.

Cong Shan opened the wine, Jiang Huai cut the cake, they drank a glass, filled the wine again, and ate the cake...

Jiang Huai took his hand and said with a smile: "It's good to be married, there is wine to drink and cake to eat."

Cong Shan smiled and asked, "Huaibao, is this enough?"

"I'm so happy, I've never been happier. It's going to be the best time of my life."

He drank the wine in one gulp, urging Cong Shan to drink quickly.

Cong Shan followed his will, raised his head and drank the whole glass of champagne.

The two alcoholics took one glass after another, and Jiang Huai drank until his mind was hazy and his mind was blurred. Finally, he dragged Cong Shan to lie on the teak floor until it was dark.

In the cool air, the two looked up at the sky, where the stars were brilliant and dazzling.

Cong Shan was afraid that he would be cold, so he wrapped his arms around his shoulders, let him lie on his arms, and said, "Come, I will teach you foreign languages."

Jiang Huai said, "You teach."

Cong Shan said, "The first sentence is, Jet'aime."

Jiang Huai raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I know this is French, you can't trouble me."

Cong Shan said: "You follow along."

"Doctor Cong, Jet'aime."

He spoke in a strange tone, and laughed himself after he finished speaking.

But he was drunk, irrational, and unreasonable: "Everyone can speak French, there is nothing new, I will teach you a foreign language, and you follow me to learn."

Cong Shan said yes.

Jiang Huai said, "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

Cong Shan smiled and said, "Huaibao, are you from Mars?"

Jiang Huai pretended to be serious and said: "I was discovered by you. This is my mother tongue, Martian language. When I teach you, I will rule the earth."

Cong Shan was not as knowledgeable as a drunkard, so he followed his words: "Then what does this sentence mean?"

Jiang Huai was stopped by the question, suddenly smiled shyly, rubbed against Cong Shan's ear, and whispered: "I like you."

Cong Shan smiled and said, "Teach me again."

Jiang Huai cleared his throat and said, "Ji Li Gua La Wu Li Qi."

The mountain parrot imitated the tongue: "Ji Li Gua Li Qi."

Jiang Huai was shining brightly, with a smile in his eyes: "I like you too."

Cong Shan took his hand, warmed it, and put it on his heart.

The windows are half open, the lights are sprinkled on the terrace, the night breeze is gentle, and the fragrance of the grass and trees on the mountain spreads over, full of a leisurely and contented atmosphere.

Jiang Huai said suddenly: "You read to me."

Cong Shan promised him: "Okay, you pick one."

Jiang Huai sat up, went to the study to get a copy, and handed it to Cong Shan.

Cong Shan looked at the title of the book and said, "Very good at picking."

Jiang Huai took it casually.

Cong Shan turned a page, picked a paragraph, and read: "Homeless people worry about their own livelihood every day. At this time, I am also the same. The first thing is to solve the problem of food and drink. I even think about whether I can survive by eating wild animals. , I also consider whether it is possible to collect some plant seeds and berries to eat, or put down all money and other luggage, and go wandering without any worries."

He joked, as if he was describing the tired Jiang Huai in the past.

Jiang Huai heard it, and said, "You are so annoying, you did it on purpose."

Cong Shan turned the pages of the book with a smile, tapped the pages, changed a paragraph, and read it to him:

"It's another beautiful day in the mountains. People seem to be digested and absorbed in it. Only the pulse is still advancing towards the unknown distance. Life is unabated. We no longer pay attention to time, no longer rush Busy, like trees and stars. This is true freedom, attainable immortality..."

Jiang Huai said, "It's about the same."

Cong Shan teased him and said, "Mrs. Cong, you are very picky!"

Jiang Huai couldn't help laughing.

It turned out that from today onwards, he was Mrs. Cong.