When he came back to his senses, his eyes were a little red, and he whispered: "I have wronged you, Yueyue."
He closed his eyes and calmed down: "Yueyue, I want to go home to study, but I don't trust you, I really don't trust you...Last time I was away, my grandma sold you, and they beat you like that...I
Just, I was very anxious, I didn’t expect, I didn’t expect that Aniang would actually...she is, what on earth is she..."
He broke his sentence into several paragraphs, choked up several times, and was obviously extremely guilty.
Tang Shiyue is a typical person who accepts soft things but not hard words. When she saw the young boy feeling so guilty, she immediately regretted saying too much and said anxiously: "What nonsense are you talking about? Everything has been settled. What are you doing back here!"
"It's okay," the expression on the young man's face gradually calmed down, but his eyes were still red: "It's okay, it's all about studying anyway. There is no difference between studying in a school and studying at home."
"Who said there is no difference?" Tang Shiyue said: "Not to mention that our family doesn't have so many books for you to read. Even if we do, how can you compare to having a teacher explain it? Besides, there are many exam rules, how to write articles
Even though I don’t understand what you do, I still know it. It’s impossible to know these things by yourself, so you must stay in the sect school!”
She held his hand and said, "Don't worry. In fact, I don't care about these things at all. I can handle them all. I'm just so angry that I came to talk to you to vent my anger."
"No, no," Tang Shirong choked and said, "I understand. She is my mother-in-law after all. She can do anything, but you... can't do anything. I'm worried that you will suffer."
"Are you making me laugh?" Tang Shiyue said with a smile: "Don't worry, she is no match for me, after all, I am so smart." Seeing that he wanted to talk again, Tang Shiyue said arrogantly: "In short, you can't
Come back, or I will tell the clan leader!"
The two siblings argued for a long time, and finally Tang Shirong was convinced by her.
When they came down the mountain, moxa had been planted at the door of every house, but Tang Shiyue followed the rules and weaved the moxa into a human shape, cut the calamus leaves into a sword shape, and inserted them upside down by the door. In addition, he hung a large bunch of garlic.
, inserted banyan branches and pomegranate flowers, it looks very festive.
Qi Jing sent Qi Yang over, and she also stuffed a handful of garlic and mugwort and calamus. Qi Jing glanced at it and went back to arrange it in the same way.
After the decoration was completed, Tang Shiyue carried some meat and vegetables and took two small dumplings to the small wine shop. Tang Shirong went to make an appointment with Qi Jing and also went.
As soon as she entered the door, Mrs. Zhou came up to her and said with a smile: "Yue'er, I sewed some sachets for you. My aunt's needlework is ugly, so don't mind it."
Tang Shiyue was stunned.
The custom of the Dragon Boat Festival is to sew sachets for children to ward off evil spirits. They are filled with cinnabar, realgar and fragrant herbs, and are made into a rice dumpling shape with colorful silk threads. They are hung around the waist or tied around the wrist. Wang's needlework is good, but she doesn't have it at all.
What this means is that Mrs. Zhou actually thought of this.
Seeing Mrs. Zhou handing over the sachet with a smile, including Brother Qi Jing, Tang Shiyue's eyes felt sore for a moment, and he really recognized this shrewd but kind-hearted woman in his heart.
Qi Jing didn't expect it at all. He took the sachet and tied it around his waist. He looked at the small string on Qi Yang's wrist. Madam Zhou still smiled and joked: "I can't give that to you, it's for the little baby."
, I’m not in the mood to snatch it.”
Qi Jing smiled and said sincerely: "Thank you very much."
Several people sit together and make lively rice dumplings. The main ones here are steamed rice dumplings, which are sweet rice dumplings with bean paste or dates inside. The glutinous rice is as white as jade, so it is also called white jade dumpling.
Qi Yang could play with them, but Qi Jing could not. He sat with Tang Shirong and Tang Junchen and chatted.
Tang Junchen was a good person, so he was afraid that he would be uncomfortable. He originally deliberately did not talk about poetry and prose, but he did not expect that he could talk about any prayers. Even they were not as good as him. The three of them gradually became more and more speculative, especially Tang Junchen.
, is very thoughtful and enthusiastic.
Just separated by a curtain, the movement on that side can be heard clearly here.
Tang Shiyue is a bit funny, and it's no wonder that Tang Shirong mentioned before that Tang Junchen is really the kind of person who is particularly suitable to be a younger brother.
Although he appears to be a very humble gentleman, when he talks to Qi Jing, he always gives people a feeling of "Wow, he is so awesome, I want to hug him". After all, he is young and not well-educated, so he can tell people to watch him at once.
came out.
But because he is not deliberately trying to please, nor does he have any serious calculations, he is just a simple admirer, so he is not annoying.
Everyone finished the meal happily, and everyone ate one or two rice dumplings to suit the occasion. Tang Shirong sent two rice dumplings and two kinds of vegetables to Mr. Wang in advance. He came back after a while, and the clothes on his shoulders were wet, but
No one asked, it just passed by.
The next day, Tang Shirong still had one day to rest, so Tang Shiyue prepared all morning and planned to invite them to have hot pot.
There are no chili peppers these days, so life loses a lot of fun, but you can make the base of a clear soup pot.
Tang Shiyue had bought the big tube bones before, and Mrs. Zhou left the chicken rack yesterday when she was cooking. First put the green onions and ginger, then put the tube bones and chicken racks in, bring to a boil over high heat, blanch the water, skim off the floating residue, and fish it out.
Take it out and add water again, simmer slowly for an hour, add wolfberry, red dates and green onions, add a little salt, and the bottom of the pot is ready.
At noon, Tang Shirong asked two families to come over for dinner.
Madam Zhou smiled as soon as she entered the door: "I knew that your predecessor bought hot pot, and you will definitely find an excuse to have a meal in the past two days. You girl is used to being a little glutton, and you don't know the future..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw Qi Jing coming over and immediately changed her words: "I know you because your brother is here. If it were you, you would be reluctant to eat."
Qi Jing was calm and composed, as if he didn't notice anything.
Everyone started working together and packed things up quickly.
Hot pot in this era was made of ceramics and was called a hot pot. Tang Shiyue was never stingy. He prepared a lot of chicken, fish, mutton, mushrooms, tofu, wild vegetables, and hand-made noodles, and no one had to follow any rules.
, sitting together, laughing and chatting while eating.
One good thing about Wang is that she usually doesn't show up on such occasions.
Because there were village women here whom she looked down upon, and there were also inconspicuous farmers like Fourth Uncle Tang, so of course she, Konggu Youlan, didn’t want to mix with these people. She was like a little princess living in a castle,
She only accepts what she wants, and she doesn't know how wronged she was in the Tang family back then.
Tang Shiyue said: "Actually, I invited you here today because I want you to taste the wine."
As soon as she said that, Mrs. Zhou also thought about it: "Yes, such a good dish, Master, please go back and get a jar of wine!"
"No! Fourth uncle, wait," Fourth Uncle Tang was about to get up, but Tang Shiyue stopped him with a smile: "I want you to have a taste of my wine."
When she said this, everyone became curious. Mrs. Zhou went back to get the wine bowl, and saw Tang Shiyue bringing out five jars of wine one jar at a time from the half-collapsed house next to her.
Mrs. Zhou smiled and said, "You kid, this is not my wine."
Tang Shiyue said while opening the seal: "No."
"Why not," Tang Fourth Uncle said honestly, "I recognize my family's jar!"
Tang Shiyue smiled and poured a little of the bottom of a bowl: "You will know after you taste it."
In fact, many of the wines of this era were green, such as Linjiu and Chengjiu, but the wine in small wineries was the most common primary color, which was light yellow. But at this time, the color of this wine was
Slightly darker yellow, and has a thick feel, like honey.
Tang Shiyue said: "Try it first."
They said they wanted to taste it first, but in fact, children were not allowed to drink. Normally, Tang Shirong never drank alcohol, but out of curiosity, he also picked up a bowl and dipped his lips in it. Tang Shiyue took advantage of them not paying attention.
, also quietly picked up the bowl, took a sip, tasted it and then spit it out.
The entrance is mellow and smooth, and the texture is much thicker than the previous sake. The wine of this era is actually very sweet, but now it has a medicinal taste, but it is not unpleasant to drink. It is like chocolate, weird, but with a long aftertaste.
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It was just a sip of wine, but it took them a long time to taste it. Tang Shirong, who had never drunk wine before, was lucky, but the expressions of Fourth Uncle Tang's family, even Tang Junchen, were a little weird, and they were surprised and happy at times.
Then Fourth Uncle Tang said: "Did you make this wine? Do you want to sell it?"
Fourth Uncle Tang has always been honest and talkative. It was not until he said these words that he showed some shrewdness of a businessman. (To be continued)