Zhou Yan

Today's weather is good, it is bright early, and the sun comes out early, hanging brightly in the sky.

Went to bed early last night, and Shen Xian also woke up early, strolling along the stone road until his father broke his mind a lot.

The leaves have withered, and the withered and yellow ones stand on the lotus leaf poles. The water inside is not very deep, just reaching the ankles of people. Looking at it calmly, my heart suddenly became alive.

The shoes, socks and coat were thrown on the shore, and Shen Xian rolled up his trouser legs and slipped into the pond. The water in the Tianchi pond was so cold that Shen Xian shivered as soon as he stepped into it.

He sneaked into the lotus pond again while his father didn't see him.

But our young master is such a strong person, even if his feet are frozen in the pool and he has not dug out the lotus root, he will never look back!

Shen Xian walked forward tremblingly, he had his eyes on a lotus leaf with a thick stem in the pond, but after walking a few steps, the weather was too cold, the water was too cold, Shen Xian sniffed, it was really I couldn't walk anymore, so I settled for the next best thing, and found one that was close at hand, and I could take it out easily.

But Shen Xian is really not the material for digging lotus root. It can be seen from the last time, let alone dug more than ten holes, and in the end there were only two small plates to eat. Zhou Mingchao ate.

I saw Shen Xian wiggling, following the trajectory of lotus leaves and roots in the lake, digging down bit by bit. The lotus pond here was planted by the city owner to make his wife happy, not purposely planted to eat lotus root. The soil is solid and extremely difficult to break apart.

Shen Xian has a little more experience than last time, he walked down the grain and touched something hard, his hands were numb from the cold, pushed aside the surrounding soil, carefully pulled the lotus root come out.

He was bent over, his hair fell on his chest, and the wind was strong where there was water, but at this time a gust of wind blew from the side.

Shen Xian: "..."

He was covered in his own hair.

Shen Xian stood up, rubbed his waist, brushed his hair behind his head with the back of his hand, and rubbed his face with mud when he raised his head.

The young master shook his head, and started to work again. He was really idle. For a lotus root, he pulled it in the pond for a long time, and finally got out a lotus root that was connected together and not broken. .

Shen Xian swayed in the water for a few times, the black mud on the lotus root was washed away, revealing a white and fat appearance. Shen Xian held it up, and before he could be happy, a sound came from the shore.

"Xian'er, you're digging lotus roots in the pond again!"

Shen Xian paused, reflexively wanting to find a place to hide, but where can he hide a pool of dead lotus.

Fortunately, the person on the shore was Madam. Seeing that Shen Xian was standing still, she took two steps closer and called him: "Come up quickly, the water is so cold, be careful of catching a cold."

Listening to Madam's tone, Shen Xian didn't look angry, then turned around, hugged his big lotus root hesitantly, and walked ashore slowly.

The trouser legs were covered with mud, and Shen Xian's face was pale from the cold. He looked at the lotus root, thought for a moment, and then hid it behind him: "Mother."

"I've seen everything I'm hiding. There are stir-fried, stewed, and steamed ones on weekdays. I don't see how much you eat. I always want to dig in the pond." Madam wiped the mud on Shen Xian's face with a handkerchief angrily: "Look at your face, the beggars at the door are cleaner than you."

Shen Xian chuckled, but didn't speak.

Seeing him like this, the madam became even angrier: "When I go back, I will ask Aunt Zhang to cook you a table full of lotus root feast, so that you can eat as much as you want, and see if you still dig it!"

"It's interesting to dig this one by yourself, ah!" Shen Xian sneezed, then lifted up the lotus root with a smile, and dangled it in front of his wife: "Mother, look at this lotus root. I dug it. It's not fat at all. It's not fat at all." It’s not broken, how about stewing soup for mother!”

"Fat, fat, white and fat like you were when you were a child." Madam touched Shen Xian's face, then squeezed his hand, frowning slightly: "Go back and change your wet clothes, you can't drink medicine when you have a cold." Said, I am also uncomfortable, next time I am not allowed to go into the pond to dig lotus roots, or I will copy the book for me."

Shen Xian rubbed his nose: "I've caught a cold, it's not too bad, I think it's okay."

"We young people, why..."

Shen Xian raised his red nose and wanted to say something stupid, but his wife grabbed his ears and took him back to his room to change his clothes.

"Mom, where's my lotus root?"

After Shen Xian changed his clothes, he came out from behind the screen. He searched around the room but didn't find his lotus root. It took a lot of effort to dig it out, but he couldn't just throw it away.

Madam was sitting by the stove and dozing off, leaning on the red sandalwood chair with beautiful eyebrows, she opened her eyes when she heard the words: "Let them take it down and cook, make soup for you, and walk back and forth in the yard with a lotus root in your arms." What's it like?"

"It's fine if you don't throw it away." Shen Xian sat down on the small bench with peace of mind, and warmed up with his wife by the fire.

"I heard that you came back yesterday, didn't you go to Linyuan to see plum blossoms with them?"

"Ah, I didn't go." Shen Xian turned on the charcoal fire, thinking about whether to take a sweet potato to roast: "The two of them are in love with each other, so what should I do next?"

"It's worthless. Grandfather Liu's generation was the elders of the previous dynasty, and the descendants will be more protected by him. If the two of you become successful, there may be many benefits in the future. In the end, you still can't do it. Xu Chen's child is taller than you. Be stronger, be more honest, there is nothing better than you, even though the two of you are not equal, but you are not better than you, why do you like others and despise you!"

The madam leaned back on the chair, blinking her eyes and about to doze off, even though she said so, she didn't feel lost at all, on the contrary, she clearly disliked Shen Xian a little more.

It can be seen from this that the husband and wife usually mainly tease Shen Xian.

"..." Shen Xian: "I didn't like that Potato Danzi in the first place, and he didn't like me either. It's because of you two that you two are blind and forced to bring us together. Is it interesting?"

Shen Xian doesn't think it's fun to be a Tudoudanzi who loves to cry and has a temper, it's better to stay with Brother Zhou.

"Oh, what a pity."

"Forget it, I'll discuss it with Mrs. Liu." Madam sighed, gave up on the matter with Shen Xian and Liu Dongzang, and sat up from the rocking chair: "Next time I have dinner, I won't take you with me. Take Xu Chen there, and then the two children will sit together."

Speaking of getting more and more excited later, Madam clapped her hands happily: "It's also a good thing!"

Shen Xian: "..."

Mother, your original intention was to be a matchmaker, not to find me a wife, right?As long as it's a person, it doesn't matter if that person is my son or not, as long as the two young people see each other, it's fine.

Why didn't he see it before, his mother still has the potential to be a matchmaker.

"I'm going to visit the post right now, and make an appointment with Mrs. Liu for the next meeting, and I have to bring Xu Chen with me."

Shen Xian looked at the lady who had stood up from the chair, and asked, "What about me?"

"You?" Madam has already walked outside, and when she heard this, she turned her head and raised her eyebrows with a half-smile: "What are you going to do, the two of them are sitting together, and you are spoiling the scenery by the side?"

Okay, okay, it's okay, Shen Xian smiled, and made a gesture to ask Madam to leave.

It was cold outside, Madam was wearing a big cloak, walked away with small joyful steps.

Shen Xian looked at his wife's back, poked the charcoal fire: "Mother!"

The nose was a bit airtight and swollen. Shen Xian rubbed it and didn't pay much attention. He looked outside, but he didn't see the Honghu man. He must have been stealing food from the bottom of the wall again.

"Big hair!"

"Master," Honghu trotted in, wiping his mouth when he entered the door: "I'm here!"

"He's stealing food again, sooner or later he'll become a ball." Shen Xian laughed at him.

"I didn't..." Honghu reflexively wanted to refute.

"There is still scum on the side of my mouth, and I said I didn't eat it!"

Honghu touched his mouth: "I didn't eat dim sum, I ate chicken drumsticks."

The silly boy is so easy to deceive, Shen Xian took the tongs to plan the charcoal fire, and after a burst of sparks splashed: "Go to the kitchen and bring two sweet potatoes, let's roast them and eat them."

Baked Sweet Potatoes!Honghu's eyes lit up, and he ran away in a hurry.

Shen Xian put the sweet potato on the stove, and buried the sweet potato under the charcoal fire with tongs. After a while, he could smell the sweet sweet potato.

"Master, are you familiar?" Honghu also brought a small bench, and sat with Shen Xian, guarding by the stove.

"How long will it be, don't worry," Shen Xian put another spark on the sweet potato: "It will be at least half an hour later."

Honghu smelled the smell, looked at the crackling in the stove, felt itchy, and watched dryly.

Waiting until the sweet potato taste turned into a sweet and soft taste, Shen Xian pulled out one with pliers, put it on the side of the stove and poked it with his hands, it was soft.

"It's ready, I'll eat it for you."

Shen Xian handed the sweet potato to Honghu, and picked up the rest by himself in the fire.

The one that was taken out at the beginning was the biggest, and the remaining one was already cooked. Shen Xian dug it out and patted the ashes, removed the skin, and when he endured the heat and took the first bite, Honghu had almost finished eating half of it. one.

"Would you like to go to the street and buy some pies? I'll bake you some more."

After Honghu finished eating, he kept looking at the roasted sweet potato in Shen Xian's hand. For his own food, Shen Xian decided to let Honghu go.

"Pie," Honghu's eyes lit up, he squeezed his hands, and asked in a low voice, "Is it a public account?"

The so-called taking public accounts means using Shen Xian's money, Shen Xian glared at him: "Go, why don't you go!"

Honghu stood up excitedly, jumping and going out.

"Go and get some more sweet potatoes," Shen Xian called to him, "I still have something in my hand, so I can't go away."

"Okay! I'll bring it back to the young master right away."

This time Honghu agreed very readily, and trotted away.

In the end, Honghu moved almost all the washed sweet potatoes in the kitchen, looking at the basket of sweet potatoes, the corners of Shen Xian's mouth twitched.

"Master, you bake first, I'll be back soon."

Honghu ran away again in the blink of an eye, and not long after, Shen Xian heard Zhang Ma, who was the loudest in the kitchen, roaring: "Which little bastard stole a basket of sweet potatoes that I washed! If you can't take one or two, you have to take it!" I have a basket, I just washed it, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye, eat so much, be careful not to digest it!"

Just listening to this bold and unrestrained voice, one can imagine a woman with a big arm and a round waist standing on the threshold and shouting.

Shen Xian looked at the basket of sweet potatoes that were still draining, and closed the door with a guilty conscience.

The author has something to say:

Playing around, on our side, in Sichuan dialect, just trembling, hahahahahaha!

Good morning, fellows.