A tree of holly is floating

Under the moonlight, the River of Rebirth shimmered, and Chen Changle jumped onto the roof, found a soft thatched grass and sat down, took out the broken flute from his waist and brought it to his mouth.

Fu Sheng poured a handful of icy cold river water onto his face, looked at himself reflected in the water, heaved a long sigh of relief, got up and shook off the thin layer of moonlight and starlight, followed the sound of the flute, and walked away .

The familiar small courtyard, the familiar lights, the familiar smell of food, and A Weng who leaned against the door and waited anxiously.

Fu Sheng sat at the table and picked up the bowl in front of him, filled himself with a big bowl of white rice, and started to eat seriously.

Chen Changle entered the room, glanced at the dishes on the table, reached out to grab a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, but from the corner of his eyes, he kept staring at Fu Sheng on the opposite side.

If it was the past, Chen Changle would definitely be scolded by Fu Sheng for his actions, but today she only cares about digging the rice with her head down, and doesn't care whether Chen Changle eats with her hands or picks up vegetables with her feet.

Unwilling to give up, Chen Changle turned around and took out a jar of fermented rice, poured a bowl in front of him, sniffed it vigorously, and praised sincerely: "Well, it smells so good! This proprietress is really rich and powerful, and she is willing to give up such a good fermented glutinous rice. The altar will cost a lot of money, right?"

Fu Sheng picked up the wooden spoon and filled another bowl full of rice, and still buried his head in digging.

A Weng was so distressed that he put some meat and vegetables into her bowl, and kept muttering: "Eat slowly, baby, don't choke!"

Chen Changle kept his composure, put the bowl in his hand to his mouth, took a sip, smashed it twice, lifted a piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth, then said: "Well, not bad! Although the taste is not as strong as that of shochu Dao, but eating the old bacon is really special!" Then he handed the bowl to Ah Weng, and asked: "Old man, would you like some?"

A Weng waved his hand and said: "No, no, you can keep drinking for yourself! What time is it! Hmph!"

Chen Changle knocked the bowl on the table, sighed, and said, "Oh, what's the point of drinking alone!"

Seeing that Fu Sheng was still digging the rice with his head down, Chen Changle said with a chuckle: "Girl, would you like to have a drink with Daddy? This is your favorite wine!"

Seeing Fusheng put down his chopsticks, Chen Changle secretly rejoiced, this little girl is easy to coax!But just now he brought up the small jar to pour her a bowl too, but she picked up the soup bowl that was bigger than her face and started to drink it.

Under the watchful eyes of Chen Changle and A Weng, Fu Sheng actually drank the whole bowl of soup in one go, put the soup bowl back on the table with a bang, and even scooped up the vegetable leaves at the bottom of the bowl with chopsticks. into the mouth.

Like wind and clouds, almost all the food on the table went into Fu Sheng's stomach.

He burped contentedly, Fu Sheng wiped his mouth and said: "I'm full." He turned around and entered his room.

Aang sighed heavily.

Chen Changle put the wine jar on the table and said helplessly, "Okay, what kind of eldest lady is this, she is obviously the little ancestor!" Then he raised his head and drank the bowl of wine.

After drinking several bowls in succession, there was not much left in the jar of fermented rice, but Ah Weng still sat on the side tilting his head and sighing, Chen Changle said loudly dissatisfied: "It's not my own, why should I even take a sip of what she has to eat?" No soup at all? I'm starving to death, the old man hasten to get a bowl of noodles!"

A Weng stood up abruptly, and said loudly, "Eat, eat, eat, eat! I'm hungry today!" After speaking, he turned his head and went out, sat at the gate of the courtyard and smoked a cigarette.

Looking at the messy cups and plates in front of him, Chen Changle roared with ashes: "Oh, old man, you have to wash the dishes! I don't know how to wash dishes, and if they break, you will feel bad again!"

No one answered.

Chen Changle yelled to Fusheng's room again: "Stinky girl! But you ate it all, so you don't care about washing it?"

Disappointed tears rolled out again.

Fu Sheng curled up into a ball, pulled the quilt to wrap himself tightly.

Sucking his nose, Fu Sheng said to himself, it's no big deal, it's really no big deal!

However, how can you not be sad so quickly?

There are still a few bright stars hanging in the sky, and all the maids and women of the Zhao Mansion in Huacheng are already busy.

Today is cousin Zhao'er's birthday, Xue Lang had promised to take her to Nancheng to eat tofu nao.Originally, he wanted to invite Dongqing to go with him, but he didn't see him much for several days, and this time he didn't come back at all.

While Xue Lang was still tying her hair, Cousin Zhao'er had already knocked on the door, followed by two people.

"Brother Lang, I'm hungry, can you hurry up!" Zhao'er in a white dress smiled like a flower.

Gently scratching the bridge of her nose, Xue Lang smiled and said: "It will be ready soon, it will be ready soon!" After saying that, he took the coat handed over by the servant and stepped out of the room.Seeing the butterfly kite in Wang Chuan's hand, the corner of Xue Lang's mouth hooked slightly, and his half-brother nodded slightly.

Zhao'er happily took Xue Lang's arm and walked to the front as she should. Xue Jin and Wang Chuan exchanged a glance, and then followed out calmly. Down.

Zhao'er didn't know how to ride a horse, so naturally she rode with Xue Lang, and Xue Jin Wangchuan got on her horse one after another and headed towards the Huagu Tower in Nancheng.

Huagu Tower in Nancheng is not a building, but a street. The street is full of small stalls selling snacks and goods, and you can go shopping all day long.Just in front of the tea shop at the street corner, there is a tofu nao seller. The stall is a middle-aged elder sister, always wrapped in a gray cloth scarf, and the sleeves must be rolled up to the elbows. The seasons are the same as usual in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Every day before dawn, she would carry a load full of hot tofu brains out of the stall, and they were all sold out before Sishi.So if you want to eat her tofu nao, you must hurry up!

There are only three small tables in the small tofu stall, two of which are already occupied by customers.Although they were of different shapes and were only wearing the coarse clothes of ordinary people, at a glance, Xue Lang still noticed something different.

The male customers were talking in a low voice, but when they saw a new customer coming to the stall, they immediately stopped talking and just buried their heads in eating the tofu nao in the bowl.

Knowing that the two elder brothers had their own thoughts, Zhaoer smiled and pulled them to the remaining low table and sat down together.

After ordering four bowls of tofu nao, Xue Lang saw a stall selling pancakes opposite, so he pointed to and asked, "Zhaoer, do you want to eat that?"

Zhao'er looked in the direction he pointed, and saw the golden and fragrant oil cakes neatly stacked on the bamboo strips. He couldn't help but licked his mouth, swallowed, and said duplicity: "Forget it!"

Xue Lang lightly scratched the bridge of Zhaoer's cousin's nose, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'll go buy it!" Then he got up and walked towards the small stall selling oily buns, but accidentally bumped into someone sitting beside him eating A guest with tofu nao.

Those small tables were only about two feet wide, and the height was less than an adult's knee, so they were light, thin and easy to carry, but unexpectedly, the people surrounding the small tables were all male customers, Xue Lang was careless. Then, when the man's knee touched the small table, he almost knocked it over. The bowls of tofu nao on the table also shook, and the fried bean curd with chopped green onion and soy sauce and chili peppers in the bowl were sprinkled. table, some even spilled directly onto the sleeve of the person opposite.

Xue Lang was taken aback, and was about to hand over his hands to apologize, but the male guest suddenly jumped up from the small stool, and was about to explode when the man sitting opposite him with a missing piece of eyebrow waved his hand and said: " It's a trivial matter!" After finishing speaking, he took a hand towel handed over from the side, and wiped the soupy water stained on the cuffs as if nothing had happened, and the standing male guest sat down obediently.

Seeing this, Xue Lang cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I'm rude, I'm rude! How about this, let me be the host?"

None of the male guests around the small table raised their heads and agreed. The one who had a piece of eyebrow missing and who was holding the handkerchief at the moment only smiled slightly, but didn't say a word.

Xue Lang couldn't help being a little embarrassed, but Zhao'er had already called the proprietress, took out a few copper coins from her bosom and handed them to her, and said with a smile: "Three tables, put it away!"

The proprietress accepted it happily, and added a few more bowls of hot tofu nao to the two tables of guests.

When Xue Lang came back with the paper bag wrapped in pancakes, the guests at the two tables had already got up and were about to leave.One of the men in his forties raised his hand and slapped the boy next to him on the head violently, and kept cursing: "Tofu! Tofu! Mad, idiot!"

The corners of Xue Lang's mouth raised slightly, he went to the low table and sat down, then took out a pancake from the paper bag and handed it to Zhao'er, saying, "Be careful, eat slowly!" Eat it yourself.

Looking at the backs of those people going away, Xue Jin and Wang Chuan looked at each other, Wang Chuan nodded slightly, then got up and left.

Xue Lang saw that there was one person missing at the table, and Xue Jin was still sitting there, without taking a bite of the bowl of tofu in front of him, so he asked, "Why, you're used to eating good things, so you don't like these? "

Xue Jin smiled slightly and said, "It's just that I'm not used to spicy food."

Xue Lang took a bite of the pancake, and said with a smile, "That's really wronged Mr. Xue! I came here all the way, and I can't even get a meal!"

Xue Jin just smiled and said nothing.

Zhao'er took out a piece of pancake from the paper bag, handed it over with a smile, and said, "Brother Jin, try this, it's sweet and crunchy, it's delicious!"

Xue Jin raised her hand to touch the little girl's smooth forehead, and said with a smile: "Brother Jin has eaten, you should eat more. After eating, I will take you to fly a kite!"

"En!" Zhao'er nodded happily, and then asked, "Brother Lang, can you take the rest home? Will mother refuse?"

Xue Lang ate up a bowl of bean curd, put away the remaining pancakes on the table, raised his hand and scratched the bridge of the girl's nose, and said in a low voice: "Let's keep it quiet, so we don't let her know! "After finishing speaking, he frowned and smiled faintly.

Xue Lang put away the bag of pancakes and helped Zhao'er onto the horse, only then did he see Wang Chuan coming from the corner of the street carrying a bamboo tube.

Passing the bamboo tube in front of Xue Jin, Wang Chuan's face turned slightly warm: "Glutinous rice balls, added half a teaspoon of sugar."

Xue Jin reached out to take the bamboo tube, and said with a smile, "You remember it clearly!"

Seeing that Xue Lang had pulled the reins and turned the horse's head, the two smiled at each other, led the horse and followed, walked through the increasingly crowded streets, and walked out of the city.