Qingwen's Farming Notes [System]

After Qianxue left, Sheyue had an attitude of not caring about anything, and now Xiren is the No.1 in front of Jia Baoyu, and all the little maids and women in the whole yard are convinced by her , only she follows the lead.Mrs. Wang made a speech and asked Xiren to get another first-class servant girl under her, and Xiren served Jia Baoyu more attentively.

The next day, Qingwen asked Xiren to ask for leave, and went out with the wooden sign with lotus painting on it.

The place she was going to was a teahouse in the east of the city. When Han Qi and Han Qi went to buy a shop, she passed by this place on purpose. in the heart.

She first went to the tailor shop to take a look. The owner's door was half closed, so she stepped forward and knocked on the door.An old woman came to answer the door, and when she saw it was Qingwen, she smiled and said, "It's Miss Qingwen, please come in."

While leading Qingwen inside, she explained: "This house is in a mess. Recently, my daughter-in-law and I have been busy tidying things up, so we don't have time to clean the yard." She glanced at Qingwen, afraid that she was coming Urge them to hand over the room.

"Not busy," Qingwen waved her hands and chuckled, "I just happened to drop by today to take a look. The procedures for the transfer of the house deed have been recorded in the yamen, and the house is not long, so I'm not afraid of you running away with it behind your back. "

Ji Pozi was amused by Qingwen, nodded and said: "That's the truth." Ji Pozi used to look at Qingwen's tender face, and it was a girl's house. A few times ago, she saw young men around her, and the men were in front of her. When she spoke, she listened quietly behind, obviously not saying a word, but she had a kind of momentum, which could not be easily fooled.This time, she came alone, and Mrs. Ji was afraid of treating this delicate person slowly, so she didn't want to say a few words to her, so she felt that her words were funny and her actions were a bit informal, which was quite different from her exquisite attire.

"Miss Qingwen looks like she came from a decent family, unlike us who open doors and just beg for food." Mrs. Ji complimented Qingwen a few words, pulled a chair and made tea for her, "There is nothing good at home. Tea, neglect the girl."

"As long as the tea can quench your thirst." Qingwen smiled sweetly, with two faint dimples on her face.

She looked up and looked around, the hall was a little empty, and most of the household items that could be taken away had been packed up, and she secretly calculated the furniture that would need to be purchased then.

Mrs. Ji's son and daughter-in-law were not at home, and they said they were going to hire a car from a car dealership to prepare for the journey on the road.Mrs. Ji's family is from the south, and it is not easy to make a living in the capital. Although they run a clothing store, the business is not very good.It just so happened that a family friend from his hometown came over and asked Mrs. Ji's son to go back and help him open a shop.That old friend's family has been in business for generations, and their family background is very wealthy, so Mrs. Ji's family was tempted, so they gave Qingwen the shop and the wing room at the back.

In a hurry to set up the store, the price was naturally not high. Qingwen kept an eye on the stranger and used her mind reading skills to make sure that the deal was all right, so she paid and delivered the property.Qingwen doesn't want anything in this room, she is already preparing for a major renovation.Mrs. Ji's family felt that Qingwen was a kind person, and did not take the opportunity to lower the price, and allowed them to slowly pack up and move the house before vacating the house, so their attitude towards Qingwen was also sincere and enthusiastic.

Qingwen walked around the tailor shop and saw that there was nothing wrong, so she bid farewell to Mrs. Ji and went to the teahouse.

Coincidentally, Qingwen entered the door, followed by Shui Rong and Feng Ziying.

Qingwen was talking to the shopkeeper when she heard someone behind her asking, "Is there anyone in the private room upstairs?"

Leaning on the counter and drowsy, the waiter in the shop was shocked, shook his hands, stepped forward and said with a warm smile: "What did you say, the best private room upstairs has long been empty, just waiting for you to come!"

It was not until noon, and there were not many customers in the teahouse, so the shop waiter led the two of them upstairs.

Qingwen heard a familiar plain voice saying: "Thank you."

She hurriedly turned her head, and saw that the man was wearing plain clothes and a silver crown with hair tied on his head. He was exactly Shui Rong whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Coincidentally, I just happened to be looking for you." Qingwen said to him with an overjoyed face.

Shui Rong glanced at her meaningfully, and before he could speak, Feng Ziying beside him laughed loudly: "Where is the little lady with flour noodles? Brother Rong made it hard for me to hide it from me."

Qingwen let him look at her very calmly, and asked him, "Where is the handsome young man? I haven't seen you before."

Feng Ziying clapped the paper fan in her hand, and became more interested. She thought to herself, this girl is not shy at all, she suits his temper best.

Shui Rong gave Qingwen a look, turned around and raised her feet to climb up the steps. Qingwen hurriedly followed, and Feng Ziying followed naturally.

The three of them entered the box and sat down, and ordered the pot of Maojian with water, Feng Ziying asked the waiter to bring some more dim sum, the waiter agreed, and then quietly closed the door and exited.

Qingwen looked at Feng Ziying, and Feng Ziying was secretly looking at her curiously.The two looked at each other, and Feng Ziying let out a "haha" laugh: "The little girl really likes me, why don't we sworn brothers and sisters."

Qingwen was taken aback.Feng Ziying is not as good-looking as men nowadays, and he doesn't like to wear powder, but his facial lines are clean and neat, his figure is tall and straight, and he has a relaxed temperament and loves to joke, which in Qingwen's opinion fits her aesthetics .But she didn't know how to respond to his sudden invitation.

Shui Rong helplessly smiled to help Qingwen, and lightly drank Feng Ziying: "Nonsense, you don't know her name yet, how can you be sworn brothers and sisters?"

Feng Ziying then raised her chin towards Qingwen: "My name is Feng Ziying, I'm polite, please tell me my name too."

"You're messing around again, can you casually tell strangers the girl's boudoir name?" Shui Rong gently reprimanded Feng Ziying.

Feng Ziying felt aggrieved immediately: "How could he be a stranger! I already told her my name."

"Names are meant to be called by people. Brother Feng, you can call me Qingwen if you don't mind." Qingwen smiled kindly at him.

Feng Ziying suddenly became elated again, but she heard Qingwen say to Shui Rong again: "You and I have known each other for a while, but I never know your name or what to call you."

"His full name is Shui Rong, and his surname is Shirong." Feng Ziying spoke quickly, obviously enjoying being the middleman.

Shui Rong nodded slightly, and said in a warm voice: "How old am I, you can call me Big Brother Shirong."

"Brother Rong, you are too biased. You let sister Qingwen call you Brother Shirong, but let Ruolan and I call you Brother Rong." Feng Ziying yelled.

Shui Rong smiled and ignored him.With Feng Ziying on the sidelines making jokes, Qingwen gradually became more relaxed. With one more person present, she didn't have to face the pressure of water dissolution alone, and she felt a lot more relaxed.

She thought about it in her heart, and felt that it would be okay to tell her things in front of Feng Ziying, so she waited for the waiter in the shop to serve tea and snacks, and said to Shui Rong, "Brother Shirong, I came here specially to find you today." .”

Shui Rong picked up the teacup, pinched the tea lid with two slender fingers and scraped along the edge of the cup, took a sip lightly, thinking in his heart that the tea tasted astringent.

He raised an eyebrow at Qingwen, motioning for her to continue.Seeing that they had something to say, Feng Ziying tactfully walked around behind the screen and leaned against the window lattice to enjoy the scenery on the river.

Qingwen took out a lotus wooden sign from her cuff and put it on the table: "You said before that I could ask you to do me a favor by taking this sign. Does this still count?"

Shui Rong put down the teacup and nodded: "It counts."

"I don't know many people. I know you are a person with great ability. I want you to take in an apprentice and help me discipline a boy who is about ten years old." After Qingwen finished speaking, she stared at him sincerely. Seeing him pondering and not speaking, he added, "It doesn't matter if it's not convenient for you to accept apprentices, you can teach him as much as you can."

"Can I know the reason?" Shui Rong looked at Qingwen intently, her eyes like paint.

Qingwen's heart moved, and she said after a while: "There is a small sapling, not a very rare species. It just grew out of the soil, because it was covered with many rocks and weeds. In order to survive, to compete for sunshine and rain, It grew a little crooked. I was afraid that it would grow bigger and bigger, and the trunk would also grow and crooked, so I wanted to straighten the trunk now. It’s just that I’m weak, so I wanted to let you help me.”

After finishing speaking, she looked at Shui Rong tentatively: "Can you understand what I'm saying?"

S007 suddenly jumped out and said: At the moment I have a black face.

Qingwen: ...shut up...it's none of your business...don't make trouble...

Shui Rong saw Qingwen's complexion suddenly changed, and then quickly returned to normal, with burning eyes waiting for his answer.

Shui Rong was a little dizzy by her, but he probably knew what she wanted to express. Having such a child was not bad in nature, but because of the bad external environment, he took a detour.She wanted him to take the kid and lead him back to the right path.

Shui Rong nodded and asked, "I understand, but I still don't know who that child is?"

"You promised me, didn't you?" Qingwen smiled happily, her delicate eyebrows slightly curved, like two lovely crescent moons.

Shui Rong couldn't bear to interrupt her delusions: "We'll talk about it after I see that child."

"Well, I know, but you definitely won't hate him. When you are unhappy, you can beat him up to relieve boredom. He has thick flesh, and his hands won't hurt when you beat him." Qingwen nodded vigorously, and suddenly Remembering that Jia Huan was still lying on the bed and couldn't get up, he sighed and said, "But you won't see him until a few days later, he was whipped by his father with a horsewhip, and the injury is still not healed?"

Shui Rong laughed at first, but after hearing Qingwen's words, she frowned in surprise, thinking, how could Qingwen conclude that he would like such a naughty child?In Jia's mansion, there are not many people who can be called children by her. Could it be Jia Lan?

The Shui family and the Jia family can be regarded as family friends, but the friendship between the two families gradually faded because the old prince of the Beijing Palace passed away early.However, Shui Rong also knew that Jia Zhu's posthumous son, Jia Lan, came out of the generation above Jia's family who had a reputation throughout the capital.

Qingwen seemed to see through the speculation in his eyes, she shook her head and said crisply: "It's not Jia Lan, it's Jia Huan from a concubine. Jia Baoyu's younger brother, Jia Lan's uncle."