Zhou Yan

After working for a long time, the bowls and chopsticks were set, and the side dishes were served. The white porcelain soup bowl was sprinkled with fine green coriander and green onion, and a small half bowl of mutton soup was added. The cold wind was blowing outside the house. Sitting in such a room As he spoke, there was a sense of laziness in his bones, and he didn't want to move lazily.

"I heard that the little girl from the Liu family is going to get married in a few days."

Shen Xian was originally leaning on the table, resting his head on his hand, taking a sip of soup and dozing off for a while, but now he was nodding his head and sleeping with his eyes closed, and he instantly woke up after hearing these words.

"Miss from the Liu family? Liu Yuexu?" Shen Xian immediately sat up straight, full of energy, and there was no sign of being lazy just now.

"It's her," the madam nodded, "It should be because she's getting pregnant and the wedding dress doesn't look good. She's going to get married in a few days, and the post was sent to the house yesterday."

Shen Xian and Zhou Mingchao looked at each other, and asked tactfully, "Didn't you say you were pregnant a few days ago? They are going to get married so soon!"

"I heard it's Mr. Liu's housekeeper," Madam paused, feeling that she was talking about others behind her back, a bit suspicious of gossip, so she took a chopsticks of dried bamboo shoots and put them in Shen Xian's bowl, blocking them. His mouth: "Anyway, Liu Zhixing personally sent someone to deliver the wedding invitation, so it should be unmissable."

Shen Xian took the dried bamboo shoots in his mouth like a little rabbit grazing grass, and stuffed them into his mouth rustlingly, Brother Li Wei, that's amazing!

The two little ones had something on their minds, they just looked at each other with a full stomach, and left the dining room tacitly.

It was warm in the afternoon, and it was very warm to walk on the road without burning the stove. Shen Xian dragged Zhou Mingchao to race the sun in the east courtyard. The two of them each had a chair, and beside them were the sweet-scented osmanthus lotus roots that had just been made in the kitchen. People went to Liu's mansion to inquire about the situation, and it was extremely quiet in the east courtyard.

"Brother Li Wei is amazing!" Shen Xian took a sip of tea and ate sweet lotus root snacks. In fact, he could still drink a few more bowls of soup and eat a few lumps of rotten stewed mutton, but he still wentssip, no, Li Wei's matter is more important, so it's okay to sneak out first.

"It's only been a few days, we're going to get married soon, it's beyond my reach!"

Zhou Mingchao's folding fan was placed on the coffee table by him. He doesn't like sweet things very much. He only ate one piece of Shen Xian's baby lotus root and just drank tea on the chair, and didn't eat anything else: "I'm older than you , can also be regarded as a brother."

Zhou Mingchao reminded him that it's not polite to call someone a brother.

"But," the lotus root is too sweet, so tired, Shen Xian took a sip of tea: "That's what I called it at the beginning, and besides, they didn't say anything!"

"He didn't say it, but he might still mind it in his heart. His wedding will be in a few days, so we can't call him like that at that time." Zhou Mingchao said seriously.

This tone was very much like that of an elder, Shen Xian squinted his eyes to look at the sun, shook his head and put his left ear in and out of his right ear: "I know! I know!"

Seeing him rocking the chair, Zhou Mingchao didn't know how much he had listened to, so he went with him, looked up at the sun with Shen Xian, thought about forgetting it, and reminded him when the time came.

The two looked at the sky together, Shen Xian kept looking for something to chat with, Zhou Mingchao responded briefly and seriously, before they knew it, they finished their desserts and tea.

Shen Xian once again reached out to touch the candied lotus root and found nothing. He wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, wiped his hands again, and stood up from the rocking chair: "Brother Zhou!"

"Ok?"

Having just finished eating and basking in the sun again in the yard, Zhou Mingchao dozed off a bit and was falling asleep when he suddenly heard Shen Xian's voice approaching. When he opened his eyes, he saw Shen Xian's magnified face in front of him...

Zhou Mingchao could see his own shadow clearly from Shen Xian's black eyes, he had to lean back conditionedly, but this action was unsuccessful, because he was lying on the rocking chair with no space for him to fall back.

"Why are you hiding!" Seeing Zhou Mingchao's embarrassment at that moment, Shen Xian couldn't help laughing, and straightened his bent waist close to Zhou Mingchao: "Why are you shy like a little girl?"

Probably because Shen Xian smiled too happily, or maybe because the sky was blue and the wind was light, Zhou Mingchao just tilted his head: "Don't make trouble."

This sound was soft and low, so indulgent that he couldn't be more indulgent, Shen Xian stopped the sound all of a sudden, his tongue seemed to be taken away by a cat, a half-grown boy, who else talked to him like this in recent years, Shen Xian I felt a little uncomfortable, and my face turned red.

"What did you want to say just now?" The two were quiet for a while, and Zhou Mingchao asked him.

"I want to ask whether we should go out for a stroll," Shen Xian remembered, and stroked his stomach belatedly: "I eat a little too much."

A plate of sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root, two or three other plates of dim sum, and half a pot of tea shared with Zhou Mingchao, all entered Shen Xian's stomach, which would make him overwhelmed.

At this time, it has been a long time since Shen Xian bumped his head and was carried back from the street. When he and Zhou Mingchao walked down the street again, the passers-by at most just paid attention to his actions, which was not the same as before. Seeing him as a scourge and avoiding him, Shen Xian can now walk on the street like a normal person!Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations.

Chang'an Street was always very lively, and there were many people juggling stalls. Shen Xian dragged Zhou Mingchao to squat down in front of an old farmer's stall, propping his chin with great interest.

The old man bought flower seeds of various colors. Shen Xian raised one and held it in his hand for a closer look. There were small brown balls, some of which were all black in color, and he couldn't understand: "Old man, what are you Seeds?"

The old farmer doesn't often come to the city, he only knows the reputation of Young Master Shen, and has never met anyone else. When he saw Shen Xian and Zhou Mingchao in front of his stall, he thought it was just ordinary rich young masters going out to play, so he happily asked Shen Xian Xian introduced: "This is the rose, that is the rose, and the one next to it is the March red. In March, it climbs all over the wall, and you can smell the fragrance from far away."

"Ah! That's it." Shen Xian thought of what his father said about the housekeeper of the Liu residence, and his heart moved.

That night, Shen Xian returned to the house excitedly with a small cloth bag, looking for a hoe, digging the ground, sowing seeds, filling the soil, fertilizing and watering.

Shen Xian wiped the mud off his face, looking at the land he had worked so hard, his excitement and joy were beyond words, as if he had seen his own flowers bursting out of the soil, sprouting branches and pistils, and the flowers were full of flowers. scene.

At that time, he can pick as many as he wants, and whoever wants to talk about him, hum!

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A year later, Shen Xian was in a daze facing the lush greenery.

Zhou Mingchao patted his head: "What's wrong?"

"I think that the old man told me that these are flower seeds, right!" Shen Xian raised his head, his face full of vicissitudes: "But, but what kind of things grow out of this!"

He loosened the soil and watered it every day, day and night, as conscientiously as raising a child, it actually grew a radish flower!

The little purple flowers swayed in the wind, Shen Xian was about to cry, where is his rose?Where is his rose?What about his flowers blooming a large piece of March red?