Song Liyun walked slowly on the road, the warm wind blowing her hair.
In and outside the town, sporadic apricot and pear blossoms have bloomed, one pink and one white, dotted in twos and threes in the green field, like an essay oil painting.
There is a faint fragrance in the wind, and after a while, you can see the trees full of fruits.
Song Liyun sighed.
This is the harmonious life she dreams of, but there are always disharmonious things popping up that make her feel bad.
After experiencing this kind of thing, any normal person would not feel much better.
Song Liyun thinks that he is not a kind person.
But I have never seen such a public execution. Human life is really nothing in the hands of those in power.
Just because Song Liyun is not afraid of blood does not mean that she likes this kind of life.
Rather than fighting and killing, she would rather stay at Baolin Residence, cook with Aunt Yun, make weird things, and watch the family look happy and surprised.
The town is full of blood, but Baolinjuli is spicy.
Xiao An is making his spicy rabbit again.
Song Liyun entered the courtyard and saw a man wearing ordinary sergeant uniforms, squatting under the eaves of the front yard and looking through several cardboard boxes hanging to dry.
It is now afternoon, and the spring sunshine has become shallow. The faint afterglow shines slanting into the yard, giving this soldier with a serious face a soft atmosphere.
Leng Yi and Wen Wen melted together in a strange way, just like the feeling when Song Liyun saw him in Luo Baihu's inner room for the first time.
When he is serious, he is like a majestic handsome mountain, when he smiles, he is like a warm summer sun. These are two very conflicting temperaments, but they happen to appear in one person.
Song Liyun was stunned!
Seeing his master return, Zhao Tingduo stood up and wiped the dust off his hands without leaving a trace.
I just glanced at the carton with some unfinished thoughts.
Song Liyun blinked: This person is in trouble!
She stepped forward and saluted Zhao Tingduo: "Thank you very much for giving me a ride today. How should I call you?"
It’s not strange to be polite to many people. If you want to strike up a conversation, you have to find something to talk about.
The corner of Zhao Tingduo's mouth twitched, and he smiled in return: "Miss Song, you are so polite. My surname is Zhao, and everyone usually calls me A Shi. We are in Xia Meng Lang at noon. In fact, you don't need to ride a horse to get there."
In the town, he only saw Song Liyun running. He didn't know where the Song family lived, so he led people to mount horses.
Unexpectedly, Baolinju was just a mile outside the town, and he arrived before the horse's hooves even sped up, which seemed like he was in a lot of trouble.
"No, Meng Lang, I haven't ridden a horse yet, so I'm lucky today!" Song Liyun chuckled. With this interruption, the depressed mood after coming out of the town instantly became lighter.
Seeing Song Liyun smiling, Zhao Tingduo also laughed.
The girl in front of him could always resolve the embarrassment easily and make him feel happy.
At this moment, the fat black boy Abu rushed out of the stove with runny nose and tears, and shouted to Zhao Tingduo: "Brother Ashi, that little brat is cooking chili peppers in there, can you still eat this dish?"
Song Liyun turned around in surprise: "Why are you here?"
"Why can't I be here?"
Abu's eyes widened in an attempt to show off his momentum, but unfortunately he was smoked by chili peppers and still had two tears in his eyes, which made him look very funny.
Song Liyun burst into laughter: "Yes, of course I can!"
Hearing the voices in the courtyard, Han Ming and Song Zhenping, who were in the front room, came out and explained why they lived in Baolin.
It turned out that before Luo Baihu returned to the guardhouse, he felt that Baolinju needed more guards, so the man who called himself Zhao Ashi and Abu volunteered to stay.
Song Liyun expressed his thanks again and invited the two of them to have dinner together.
There was a big fuss today and no one had anything to eat at noon.
After recovering from her shock, Mrs. Yun cooked a table of delicious dishes, and Xiao An also added his signature spicy rabbit dices.
Several people were so hungry that they didn't care about being polite and just wanted to fill their stomachs by gobbling up food.
People in the Song family are used to eating spicy food, so eating diced rabbit just makes your mouth full of flavor.
Abu and Zhao Tingduo felt uncomfortable.
Abu gasped with his mouth open, sweat dripping down his big black face.
While pouring cold water into his mouth, he looked at Xiao An and said, "Little baby, how do you make such delicious rabbit? Teach me!"
Xiao An raised his mouth, which was red from the heat, rolled his eyes and snorted: "I won't teach you!"
He still resented Abu for calling him a brat and saying that he couldn't eat dishes with chili peppers.
Abu regretted what he had said, bent down and said to please: "Brother Xiao An, it was my fault, please don't argue with Brother Abu, okay?"
The food you made is so delicious, Brother Abu will definitely be drooling in his dreams if he can't eat it in the future. If you ask for anything in exchange, Brother Abu will agree to it!"
His drake voice hadn't completely changed yet, so when he spoke to Xiao An in such a pinched voice, the hairs on Song Liyun's arms exploded.
Song Liyun glanced at the red-faced Zhao Ashi next to him, and couldn't help but laugh when he saw that he had the same look of anticipation.
After Song Zhenping said that Abu and the others were left by the guard to protect Baolinju, Song Liyun met the two of them again.
I know that the strong black boy is called Zhao Bu and this handsome soldier is called Zhao Shi.
Because my home is close to the grassland and has a lot of contact with the Dilu people, I usually call them Abu and Ashi.
When Song Liyun heard that this handsome soldier was called A Shi, he immediately felt that this name was too far-sighted.
When others call him A Shi, he feels somewhat honest and honest. His eyebrows and eyes are simply works of art carved in stone.
When Zhao Tingduo saw Song Liyun smiling at him, he put down his chopsticks in embarrassment and said, "It makes Miss Song laugh. My brother likes to eat. He likes all weird things."
Song Liyun raised her eyebrows. She felt that this soldier was dishonest.
Obviously I also like to eat it, but I still blame it on Abu.
Abu asked Xiao An to teach him how to cook. The method can be taught. The seasoning is secretly made by the Song family and he doesn't want to make it public: "If Abu likes it, just bring some seasoning! You can put some in any dish."
When Abu heard that he was going to season himself, he immediately said happily: "Thank you Miss Song, can you put it on the barbecue?"
"Barbecue? Ah! That's a perfect match! Add cumin powder, sprinkle it while roasting, and it's delicious! Unfortunately, cumin powder is hard to buy." Song Liyun's eyes lit up when he heard about barbecue.
Tianxianglou's cumin powder came from special channels. She traveled all over Qili County but couldn't find it. She still spent a few cents of silver to buy a small bag in Pingyang Mansion.
I heard from the waiter that cumin is a wild fennel seed found only in the Dilu grassland. Herdsmen need to take back the seeds one by one and grind them into powder. It can eliminate the smell when roasting mutton. It is rarely available in the Wu Dynasty.
When Zhao Tingduo heard Song Liyun say that cumin powder was difficult to buy, he immediately smiled: "Our home is close to the grassland, so it is easy to buy cumin powder. If Miss Song needs it, why don't we go back and have someone deliver some."
Song Liyun quickly shook his head: "You are all sergeants of the guard station. There are military regulations and you cannot ask for leave casually."
Although the sergeants of the guard station can take leave, they still have their own positions. The two men in front of them are just ordinary soldiers, so it will be difficult to ask for leave.