Under Mo Lingfeng's gaze, Yin Bei got up and went to the accountant's office to pay the money. He didn't have time to buy anything for the holiday, so he went to the kitchen to carry a basket of freshly made cookies, a pot of rice wine, a rack of lamb chops, and ten more
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As expected, it was just as Mo Lingfeng said. Wu's mother was shocked and couldn't help but refuse. After Wu Jin came out, his mother accepted it.
He only asked Yin Bei: "Is Miss Mo back?"
Yin Bei nodded: "Yes."
Wu Jin smiled: "It's good to be back. I'll go there tomorrow morning."
The next day during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wu's mother got up before dawn and went to the street to buy chestnuts.
She bought pine nuts, melon kernels, and chestnuts, and carried them home. She first cut the chestnuts into pieces, soaked them in boiling water, and peeled the kernels while still scalding them.
As she peeled it off, she felt flustered.
No reward for no merit, what was Wu Jin doing in Mo Mansion to receive such generous treatment?
She thought she would still be a servant as before, but now it seems that she may not be.
But she couldn't get anything out of Wu Jin's mouth. She could only ask about Mo Lingfeng's preferences. Taking advantage of today's Mid-Autumn Festival, she made some pine nut and chestnut cakes and asked Wu Jin to send them to Mo Lingfeng.
Wu Jin opened the door and came out, called "Aniang", then went to fetch water to wash up, then went to the kitchen to help light the fire, boiled the chestnuts until they were very ripe, and then mashed them with sugar.
He added a piece of firewood, saw Wu's mother's worry, and said with a smile: "Are you worried that I will take the wrong path or do the wrong thing? Don't worry, I know it all."
Wu Mu fished out the cooked chestnuts and said hesitantly: "I know you know it, but I'm afraid you will be blinded by these silver coins. One hundred taels, one thousand taels, ten thousand taels... This is how people's eyes are fascinated.
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She took out the sugar and poured it into the basin: "I'm also afraid that you will get your second son in trouble, and you will even neglect your studies in order to pay off the debt."
Wu Jin set up the steamer and said, "The second brother's debt will be repaid by selling cakes himself. I won't help. Besides, as a family, if you don't say anything about it, it will lead to more points."
He spread out a fine cloth and said, "Even if I go to Mo Mansion, I won't waste my studies. Mo Mansion also has a ten-day holiday. During the holidays, I will go to the state school to audit. Besides, I just go to Mo Mansion to help with chores, not to go to work."
Don't worry, Auntie, Miss Mo is in trouble right now. If I don't help her, wouldn't I be ungrateful?"
Wu's mother mixed the glutinous rice flour and chestnut kernels together, and said with a smile: "What is the dragon's pond and the tiger's den? Is Mo Jiedu better?"
"It's still the same."
"Miss Mo is pitiful, she is a motherless girl..."
The mother and son worked together to make a basket of pine nut and chestnut cakes and steamed them there. Wu Yi got up smelling the fragrance, washed his face, stood next to the stove, and swallowed silently in front of the steamer.
"Brother..." He hesitated and looked at Wu Jin, who was lighting the fire, "I——"
He turned to look at the door and saw Wu's mother going to help Wu's father, so he whispered: "Brother, can I stay in the shop and help today?"
He quickly reassured himself: "I'm either afraid of being tired, or there are very few people buying pancakes right now. A basket of pancakes would take more than half of Kuanzhou City, and today is the Mid-Autumn Festival..."
Wu Jin nodded: "Okay, there are cookies in the cupboard. You pack three pieces and take them to the cake shop to share."
As soon as Wu Yi heard about the cakes, his eyes immediately lit up. Before he even saw the cakes, his mouth was already smacking with greed. He slept deeply at night, and he didn't know that Yin Bei came to bring the cakes, otherwise he would have been there in the middle of the night.
I want to get up and steal a piece.
Running towards the low cupboard, he opened the cupboard door and immediately saw an exquisite food box inside. When he opened the food box, there were ten short biscuits neatly stacked inside. They were round, oily and golden: "Brother, this is Cheng
Did the third master give it to you at home?"
"No, it was given by Miss Mo."
Wu Yi took out three pieces and wrapped them, closed the cupboard door, walked to the stove, couldn't hold it anymore, opened the paper package, took out a piece of cake and brought it to his mouth, opened his mouth slightly, took a bite, and then put it back.
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"It's delicious! Is Mo Jiedushi still feeling well?"
"No."
"Miss Mo is so pitiful," Wu Yi said with endless aftertaste, twirling her fingers and sighing, "She is still not as pitiful as us. Miss Mo has such a big family fortune and can't spend it all. If she has money, she is not pitiful."
He picked up the cake that was put back and took another bite. At the same time, he could smell the aroma of pine nuts and chestnut cake in his nose. However, Wu Jin didn't say anything, so he didn't dare to eat it, so he could only stand aside and sip his saliva.
Wu Jin ignored his sigh, opened the lid of the pot, poked one with chopsticks, and when he saw that it was completely steamed, he bent down and took out two sticks of firewood, leaving only one small stick burning slightly in the stove, and stood up.
Go to the cupboard and take out the food box, pick out the cookies one by one, and put them in the bowl.
After wiping the food box clean, he laid it with oil paper, picked up the pine nut and chestnut cake while it was still hot, and took out the piece with the hole poked by his chopsticks to give to Wu Yi.
Wu Yi turned it around in his hands when it was so hot, and bit off most of it in one bite while it was still hot: "It's delicious. Who do you want to give it to?"
Wu Jin closed the food box: "Miss Mo."
"Oh, I know, return the gift." Wu Yi was eating and watching Wu Jin changing clothes hurriedly. The turban on his head was still tilted, and he came to pick up the food box.
He stretched out his hand and pointed at his head: "Brother, it's crooked."
Wu Jin quickly righted herself, picked up the food box and left, hitting the back of her head with her heels, but disappeared after a moment.
Wu Yi looked at it and murmured in his heart, wondering what he was doing in such a hurry?
Are you still worried that the pine nut and chestnut cake will get cold?
Wu Jin kept walking all the way, and when he knocked on the corner door, there was a slight sweat on his forehead.
The door opened quickly. When the doorman on duty at the corner door saw him on weekdays, he would either say "It's a good day" or "It's raining again." He smiled and didn't treat Wu Jin as an outsider. However, today he opened the door and saw Wu Jin.
Jin, serious about his words, bowed deeply, wishing he could get down on all fours and welcome him in.
"Master Wu is here."
Wu Jin was surprised, but didn't ask any more questions. He hurried inside and walked into the back garden as soon as he left.
In the back garden, babblers were jumping around, making noisy calls, and gathering on the treetops. They were not afraid of people at all. When the servants cleaning the path saw Wu Jin approaching, they also stepped aside respectfully, bowed deeply and let Wu Jin go.
He passed.
Wu Jin felt a little strange, always feeling that this situation seemed familiar. After taking two steps, he suddenly realized that these servants treated him like Zhao Shiheng and Mo Qianlan overnight.
They turned into saw-shaped gourds, clay sculptures and wood sculptures, bowing their heads and treating him as their master.
He was feeling unwell and didn't know what to do. He walked a few steps on his hands and feet, slowly recovered, took a deep breath, and continued moving forward with his food box.
This feeling of superiority can also be addictive. If you are not careful, you will feel that you also have such great rights.
After walking a few steps further, amidst the noise of hundreds of birds, suddenly there was the sound of a lone phoenix, "woo--" rising to the horizon. The autumn clouds suddenly darkened and the birds stopped singing.
Don't listen to the wind blowing the xun among the waterside pavilions.
Wu Jin stood still and listened carefully to the song. It was not until the garden returned to calm that the babblers called "Dede" twice, followed by a chorus of "Dede", and then started to make a noise again. Only then did he wake up as if from a dream, and walked towards the park eagerly.
Walk towards the waterside pavilion.
Mo Lingfeng sat in the waterside pavilion and wiped her sunglasses. The faint morning light entered from both sides of the waterside pavilion and floated around her together with the mist of water vapor, shrouding her into a shadow. The long white turban on her body hung down by her side.
She looked even more slender.
Hearing the footsteps, Mo Lingfeng turned around and looked over. When he saw it was Wu Jin, he smiled at him. The smile seemed to be the same as before.