Peerless luthier

Zhong Han quickly took action.

After talking to Yan Hui that night, Yan Hui agreed to visit Zhu Wen and Wang Sanyin's house.

Yan Hui took chopsticks slices of meat to Zhong Xiaoyi who was gorging on food, and said: "Master Zhu is only two years older than Sanyin, so young, I don't know if the two children will live well."

Zhong Xiaoyi pricked up her ears to listen.

Zhong Han said: "Since Brother Wang sent the letter back that day, there has been no news since then. We are also taking care of Sanyin's child in Andu. Maybe there is a problem, maybe he can't say it."

After the two agreed, they planned to take Zhong Xiaoyi to Master Zhu's house to visit them the next evening.

Obviously, they were overthinking.

At that time, Wang He left Zhu Wen's address to Zhong Han, and when he arrived at Zhu Wen's house, Zhong Han smiled: "The door is clean, Huier, look, the tweed you saw at the flower market last time."

Looking at Zhong Han's fingers, sure enough, these gorgeous little flowers were planted on both sides of the door.The steps are flat stone slabs, and the small flowers add a bit of simple beauty.

Yan Hui regretted, "I knew I would have bought it back then and planted it. It's really beautiful."

Knock on the door, and soon there were footsteps.

"Who?"

As soon as the door was opened, there was Zhong Han's friendly smiling face. Wang Sanyin was taken aback for a moment, but immediately reacted and opened the door.

Zhong Han smiled and said, "Uncle Zhong didn't have time to say hello to you, so he ran here by himself to see if you're used to living here."

After hearing this, Wang San smiled lightly: "I'm sorry for your worries, Uncle Zhong, please come in." He led the three of them inside.

Zhong Yi looked in admiration at the flowers planted along the way and the delicately arranged corridor arches.

Although the courtyard is not big, it is really pleasing to the eye, without the sense of decay in winter at all, it is really carefully arranged.

Zhong Yi looked at the flowers in the flower bed, which were blooming elegantly and beautifully, and approached them curiously—only to realize that this flower bed was similar to the flower bed in her own courtyard.

It seems that Zhu Wen and Yan Hui are both people who love to decorate their living environment.

The structure of the house is simple, with a central hall, left and right wing rooms, and a kitchen attached to the left wing room. Tall camphor trees are planted in front of the door, and small potted plants are placed in twos and threes under the carved windows.

Wang San changed into a loose-fitting purple robe because he walked in front with a relaxed look, and his hair was pulled up casually.

Zhong Han and Yan Hui looked around and looked at each other, feeling relieved.

Wang Sanyin led the three of them into the hall and said, "Please sit down."

The hall is spacious, with a chandelier covered by Jiangnan cloud cloth hanging from the ceiling, and against the simple and simple furniture, there is a layer of elegant luster.

The three of them sat down, and a few appetizing dishes of cold vegetables and fruits had been placed on the Eight Immortals peach wood table in the middle, and the delicate ceramic tea set let off steam from Wang Sanyin's hands.

Zhong Yi took it, looked at the color, smelled the smell, it was fresh green tea.

Zhong Han took it with a smile: "San Yin, where is your cousin?"

Wang Sanyin glanced out, "I'm cooking, and the food will be served later."

Yan Hui looked at the cloud cloth chandelier on the ceiling without any trace, and said with a smile: "This chandelier is very chic and luxurious."

Zhong Yi thought to herself: Master Zhu's family seems to be very wealthy. Looking at the furniture, they are all top-grade.

Wang Sanyin replied indifferently: "It was left by my cousin's parents."

Zhong Han said: "Oh? I heard from your father that your cousin's parents are businessmen."

Wang Sanyin nodded: "Yes." He turned his head to look at the door, and Zhu Wen was coming in with two plates of dishes.

Suddenly seeing a table of people, Zhu Wen, who was a little slow to react, froze.

"This is……"

Wang San got up to take the dishes from Zhu Wen's hands, and whispered in his ear: "Uncle Zhong's family came to see how I am doing with you."

Zhong Han stood up and said with a smile, "You take the liberty to disturb me."

Zhu Wen hurriedly put down his rolled up sleeves, and said, "Master Zhongqin is very polite, please sit down."

Zhong Yi looked curiously at Mrs. Zhu's attire: Mrs. Zhu wearing an apron was wearing a lavender cotton dress. In fact, it was very homely.

Yan Hui got up and said, "How about I help in the kitchen, you guys talk first."

Zhu Wen said: "How can this be done, I..."

Yan Hui smiled lightly, declined, and went to the kitchen by herself.

Zhong Han said: "I heard from Xiaoyi that I wish my master is very attentive in teaching me. I have wanted to thank you for a long time."

Zhu Wen looked at Zhong Yi, and said with a smile: "Xiao Yi is talented, and she can master it with a little guidance. I just do my duty."

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Yan Hui brought up some dishes and said, "I saw that the kitchen has everything prepared, rice, oil, salt, and so on. Master Zhu probably cooks often."

Zhu Wen smiled and said: "Thank you Madam for your help. My father and mother are often on the go, and I have been able to cook by myself since I was a child."

Yan Hui asked: "Did Master Zhu make this courtyard arrangement himself? It's very elegant."

Zhu Wen nodded: "When I have some free time, I will fiddle with it myself, and plant some flowers and plants casually."

Zhong Han watched Zhong Yi's eyes turn on the chicken wings, and said, "Why don't you eat the food first, otherwise the food will be cold."

The five started to move their chopsticks.

Xuehua gracefully walked in from the door, and when she saw a stranger, she stood timidly by the door.

Seeing Wang Sanyin, he waved to it, and Xuehua walked cautiously between Wang Sanyin and Zhong Han.

Zhu Wen said: "I forgot its food bowl, Xuehua, come, follow me to the kitchen."

Zhong Yi watched with envy that Xuehua followed Mrs. Zhu to the kitchen for dinner without a temper.

Is this a comparison?If it is Huatian, it will first run to the servant to instruct him what he wants to eat, and then start it by himself. If Zhongyi didn't prepare it for him, he would let him go to the kitchen... I guess he would have already cocked his tail Ignore people.

Ugh……

Zhong Yi sighed about her experience in raising cats, was she really too arrogant and indulgent of Hua Tian?

Zhu Wen's craftsmanship is not bad. He made the first few dishes, which tasted bland, but kept the original flavor of the ingredients themselves.

Well, Zhong Yi took a sip of tea in satisfaction, expressing that she was full.

This visit ended successfully, they bid farewell at the door, two young people stood side by side, one smiling gentle, the other tall and handsome, the cold moon in the sky cast a faint light.

Sitting in the carriage, Zhong Yi thought about the way to tame the flower fields, while Zhong Han and Yan Hui relaxed a little. It seems that Master Zhu is quite skilled, and he did a good job of taking care of Sanyin's life... ...But after all, they are only a few years older, so it is better to visit them more often.

At home, after bidding farewell to his parents, Zhong Yi went to take a bath by himself, came out comfortably with a warm body, called the flower field, and heard a movement from upstairs.

upstairs?

Zhong Yi went upstairs while wiping her hair with a towel, and the sound of footsteps resounded in the small building.

"Flower field? Where is it?"

Zhong Yi looked around and pushed open the bedroom door.

Today's moonlight is very good, and Zhong Yi noticed it when he came out from Mrs. Zhu. However, this faint moonlight casts a misty color on the unlit bedroom.

Faintly felt that there was a figure sitting beside the bed, facing the window, the moonlight shone on his face, outlining an increasingly resolute outline and slightly frowning eyebrows.

Ali?

The towel in Zhong Yi's hand fell to the ground with a "clack".

This sound seemed to have disturbed the dream, and when Zhong Yi came to his senses, he realized that there was no one in the bedroom except him.

……

Zhong Yi lowered her eyes, her eyelashes casting a shadow.

It was his own eyesight.

He walked to the bed and looked up at the bright moonlight.

I don't know if Ah Li, who is far away in Fancheng, is also missing his family in Andu.

Everything is unknown, and Ah Li has not heard from him recently.

Maybe she was still practicing archery and horseback riding in the dark night, or maybe she was writing about her experience in military lessons... Zhong Yi lay on the bed, looked at the snoring flower field not far away, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Soon, when the snow piled up in the courtyard, Zhong Yi successfully completed the first semester, and her excellent grades were rewarded with an inscription written by Master Zhu——"Qin Lun".

Zhu Wen looked at Zhong Yi's small face hidden in the large white mink fur collar and smiled very happily. This almost out-of-print book is very difficult to get, so Zhong Yi's feeling like a treasure is naturally good.

Zhong Yi smiled and said, "I'm going to visit you during Chinese New Year."

Zhu Wen nodded and said: "Okay, remember to bring the piano score to learn next time."

Zhong Yi said: "I will. Did the short song improve a bit last time?"

Zhu Wen said: "The relationship is good, but the handling skills have improved."

Zhong Yi blinked slyly: "That's because I asked my father to guide me, and the ending part is naturally much better."

The clock rang, and Zhu Wen said: "I'm going back, you can go too."

Zhong Yi smiled and said, "Okay then, I'll take my leave."

Zhu Wen smiled and watched the thick white figure walk away, turned back and walked towards home, halfway there, he found that it was snowing.

I stretched out my hand to pick up a few snowflakes, which were icy and cool.

He stood on the spot for a while, when inspiration broke into him suddenly. He raised his head and looked at the sky with white snow falling continuously, his eyelashes stained with snowflakes.

An umbrella covers the sky.

……

The familiar cold voice said lightly in the ear: "Cousin, let's go home and cook."

Just now, I meditated on Zhu Wen in the beautiful melody I conceived: "..."

"Okay." Zhu Wen and Wang Sanyin walked side by side, looked at Wang Sanyin's dark purple coat, "It's almost Chinese New Year, do you want to add some clothes?"

Wang Sanyin said: "You can buy it if you want."

Zhu Wen said: "Do you like purple?"

Wang Sanyin glanced at Zhu Wen in a light blue coat: "Not necessarily."

Zhu Wen said: "Buy some fur collars and some new colors, how about black? Blue and green?"

Wang Sanyin looked ahead and said casually, "Light blue."

Zhu Wen nodded: "Okay, I will clean the room in a few days, you have to help."

"it is good."

"This year, we are the only two brothers who celebrate the New Year. My father wrote to say that he is in Dongdan now, and it is estimated that he will send some special products over in a few days."

"Ah."

The sound of the conversation between the two became farther and farther away, and the backs of the people walking side by side were blurred by the falling snowflakes.