Just when Wang Zi'an secretly looked at the young woman not far away, he saw Cheng Ying'er walking in front suddenly bowed his head and confessed a few words to Chang Le and Su Su, then left them both and walked straight over.
The young woman obviously knew her, and seemed quite surprised when she saw her coming, but she quickly stood up and returned Cheng Ying'er's gift.
There is nothing surprising when you meet someone you know when you go out.
After all, that young woman looked like she was not an ordinary woman.
Wang Zi'an withdrew his gaze very wisely.
The woman looked around curiously, exchanged a few words with Cheng Ying'er, but did not come over to say hello.
When Cheng Ying'er came back, she saw Wang Zi'an, Chang Le and others looking at her curiously, and explained with a smile.
"The daughter of the Liu family in Hedong, the widow of the third son of the Cui family, the child next to her is her only son——"
"The third son of the Cui family? The Cui Ming who died to apologize for the food shortage last winter?"
Wang Zi'an suddenly looked back at the young woman in the distance again, with a strange look in his eyes.
"Even she is a pitiful person. She lost her husband at a young age and still has a child -"
Probably because of their acquaintance, Cheng Ying'er couldn't help but feel a flash of sympathy on her face when she mentioned this. Although Cui Ming caused them a lot of trouble during the food shortage crisis, it had nothing to do with the poor mother and son.
Therefore, Cheng Ying'er didn't have any bad feeling towards this woman whom she had met several times in the past. Speaking of it, her tone actually contained a hint of sympathy.
Hearing what Cheng Ying'er said, Changle and Su Su couldn't help but look back at each other with sympathy.
Only Wang Zi'an's eyes became more and more strange.
He glanced again uncertainly.
"The Cui family actually allowed her to remarry?"
Although the Tang Dynasty was not like the Ming and Qing Dynasties, where honors were so important and widows were not even allowed to remarry, in the real top aristocratic families, it was rare for a woman to remarry without the permission of her husband's family.
Cheng Ying'er listened to Wang Zi'an's words and scolded from the side.
"Don't talk nonsense, it will ruin their reputation. The Liu family in Hedong is a famous family, and the Cui family in Boling is a top family. Recently, the sister-in-law of the Cui family declined many invitations from her mother's family to take her back to Hedong and moved out of Cui's house.
, living alone in Wangchuan Villa, with a pure heart and few desires, raising a young son..."
Although Cui Ming originally raised food prices, which caused a lot of trouble to her and Changle.
But all things considered, as a woman, she still naturally sympathized with the Cui family's widow.
"I didn't remarry—"
Wang Zi'an said oh meaningfully, smiled, and said no more.
Although he is a little further away, now he can see in all directions and listen in all directions, especially after acquiring the skill of Archer. He can penetrate willows from a hundred steps away. His eyesight is very good.
Therefore, these eyes can not only glance at someone's waist or the full moon secretly, but they can even see their complexion clearly.
With his miraculous medical skills, he could tell at a glance that the Cui family's widow was obviously pregnant.
And there is only more than January.
And how long has it been since Cui Ming died?
It’s been half a year!
Tsk tsk——
The Cui family wears this hat...
No wonder you have to hide in Wangchuan Courtyard. How can you be pure and ascetic?
This is obviously to hide and live happily.
I don’t know who is so stubborn that he dares to provoke a woman from the Cui family.
Even if he provokes a woman from the Cui family, he still dares to cause death. It’s really...
However, whether a person is strong-willed or not, whether she is pregnant or not, and whether the Cui family is embarrassed or not, these are all the freedom of the person. It has nothing to do with him, Wang Zi'an, and he is too lazy to meddle in these nosy matters.
It's not his anyway.
Therefore, Wang Zi'an smiled, looked away, and took Cheng Ying'er, Chang Le, Su Su and Wu Zetian to find another place facing the sun and leeward to settle down.
Xi Junmai volunteered to collect firewood for cooking, while Wang Xuance went to the farm to get supplies for the picnic.
As soon as he heard that the master and mistress of the farm had arrived, the steward of the farm trotted over with his people and things to serve them personally.
Wang Zi'an smiled and waved his hand.
"Go and do your work, we're just here to relax -"
The steward of the farm bowed again and again, then took the people and left carefully, although the people were gone.
However, he secretly told everyone in the farm to cheer up and clean the farm from top to bottom, inside and out. Although the Marquis and his wife couldn't say it, they couldn't do anything if they came to take a look.
What's wrong!
Wang Zi'an didn't know this.
I guess it would be a joke even if I had to do it.
He decided to pay attention and have a happy outdoor picnic today.
Cheng Ying'er sat on the soft cushions with Chang An and chatted, while Su Su took the little girl Wu Zetian to catch rabbits. Wang Xuance and Xi Junmai consciously played the role of underdogs.
Gather firewood and make a fire.
As for Wang Zi'an, it's simple. He is responsible for fishing.
When he came, he didn't prepare a fishing rod, but that didn't stop him. He randomly picked up a few pebbles on the ground, stood on the edge of the fish pond and observed them for a while, then shook his hands and threw them. Every time he made a move, there was bound to be one.
The fish surfaced on its belly.
Then, he took small steps on the waves, and like a nimble swallow, he leaned over the water, caught the fish, and then returned to the shore again with his clothes fluttering.
All movements are done in one go, like flowing clouds and flowing water.
This made the two lovely wives sitting there clap their hands and applaud, and the two apprentices also looked at their master with admiration.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but feel slightly proud, and waved his hand lightly.
"Go, process these two fishes and make a barbecue later——"
Having said this, he glanced at the Cui family's mother and son not far away, intentionally or unintentionally, and saw that the three or four-year-old child had climbed up from his mother's side and looked at him in surprise.
"Auntie, look, look, that uncle can fly..."
As she said this, she seemed to be about to run this way, but her mother stood up and held her back.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
Before the fish here were taken care of, Su Su and Wu Zetian came back. They didn't catch any rabbits, but they did bring back two lively golden pheasants.
At this time, it was already mid-March, but Guanzhong was not as good as Jiangnan. The lotus leaves in the pond had not yet bloomed, but they were already about the size of a palm and emerged from the water gracefully.
Although it is a little small, fortunately it can be made up for by quantity, and it is enough for a beggar's chicken.
Xi Junmai volunteered to kill the chicken, while Wang Xuance went to the farm to get salt, onion, ginger and other seasonings as well as a large shovel. Following Wang Zi'an's instructions, they went to the Xiaoqing River not far away to dig the mud at the bottom of the river.
"Why do you, husband, have to sacrifice the near for the distant and use the mud from the Xiaoqing River? Can't the mud from this pond be used?"
Cheng Ying'er was very interested in cooking. When she saw Wang Xuance walking away, she couldn't help but ask.
"It can be used, but I just saw it, and it's not as good as the silt of Xiaoqing River. First, there is flowing water there, so the silt is relatively clean. On the other hand, the sealing is good. When it is made, it can retain the load as much as possible.
The fragrance of leaves and earth..."
With cooking skills in hand, seeing the right ingredients makes my heart itch.
I personally found a few mushrooms in the field, put them into the belly of the golden pheasant together with the seasonings, wrapped them in lotus leaves, and began to apply mud carefully.