Chapter 65

Back to Nanxun County, it was like a separated world.

When the donkey cart goes to Pei's other courtyard, Pei Shuo jumps out of the carriage and helps ah Yao get off.

She avoided Pei Shuo's hand and jumped down by herself: "thank you, young master Pei. I'll go back to Mr. Wangyue. Bye."

"Ah, Yao!" Pei Shuo grabbed her hand and scratched his head: "I have forgotten that you are now an apprentice looking at the moon. Shall I send you there?"

"No, young master Pei didn't rest well yesterday. Go and have a rest quickly. I'll go back myself." A Yao struggled to open Pei Shuo's hand, stepped back and blessed him, whispered goodbye, turned into the crowd and soon disappeared.

Pei Shuo still kept his posture and left the residual temperature of a Yao's hand in the palm. He didn't know why. So he asked Pei Chuan around him, "does a Yao hate me? How do I feel that she was in the wrong mood on the way back?"

"Maybe I'm surprised. The little girl always has a temper. Isn't Miss Liu er the same? Young master, you didn't like her very much before." Pei looked through the back of a Yao, and could see her silent resistance to Pei Shuo. She tried to distance herself and quietly became a stranger, which disappeared in his memory.

Ordinary children shouldn't shout. I hate you. Don't you play with you and then run away?

Her move, however, means forgetting the Jianghu, or is she fishing for big fish in a long line?

If it is the latter, the little girl's scheming is too terrible.

Pei Yang couldn't help but disdain his face and said, "young master, don't blame her subordinates for being talkative. She's an unfamiliar white eyed wolf. She's cold-blooded in her bones. You've done so many things for her. She didn't even thank you or greet her. She just walked away. When a family can take her in, she quickly hugged her thighs. The child is so snobbish and can't grow up?"

Yesterday, Pei Shuo stabbed himself with a knife because of a Yao's shoulder injury. Pei Yang failed to stop the LV family's crime in time and regretted his dereliction of duty. At the same time, although Pei Shuo's practice made him feel childish, he didn't like a Yao. If it weren't for her, Pei Shuo wouldn't be impulsive and self mutilated. More importantly, A Yao has had an important influence on his young master.

The young master was controlled by women. He thought that the Marquis and their brothers were absolutely unwilling to see him.

A Yao walks alone in the street. The noise of the street is isolated. How can she tell Wangyue when she has been out for so long? Will Wangyue be angry with her and no longer recognize her as an apprentice? What should she do then?

Her mind was disorderly and disorderly, which influenced her thoughts.

The little bird's nest sweeps and sprinkles outside the door. Watching ah Yao passing by with a flower basket, he looks up at the corner and finds that he has passed and turned back.

It's already very embarrassing after walking through the road. I didn't expect that the bird's nest was at the door and looked at her with a broom. Ah Yao said hello and handed over the flower basket: "Hello, senior sister bird's nest, I'm back. I made it up on my way back, and the flowers are fresh..."

"The flowers smell good and the basket looks good. It's rare that you have this skill. I'll put it in the girl's room later. She will like it." The bird's nest took the flower basket, sniffed and smiled.

The smile on the tip of the bird's nest eyebrow made ah Yao feel more uneasy and smiled.

However, after the bird's nest took a few steps, Yu Guang glimpsed that there was no one around. Ah Yao was still standing cramped outside the gate and asked, "it's only a few days. You don't even dare to come in?"

"Senior sister bird's nest joked." A Yao stepped into the door and was nervous. "Is Mr. Wangyue there? How is she feeling today?"

"Yao Zhu, you walk around with master Pei on the Mid Autumn Festival. You're timid and timid." The bird's nest simply stopped, took ah Yao to her room, poured tea, put a plate of melon seeds and a plate of square cakes, sat down and listened to her slowly: "recently, the girl's mood is both happy and melancholy. The weather is uncertain. Your mood is also wrong. What happened? Did Pei Shuo bully you? The girl is pouring rose dew in the bamboo house in the flower garden. She won't get out for a while and a half. You can say it slowly. "

Bird's nest grabbed a handful of red melon seeds and stuffed them into a Yao's hand, and then he began to eat melon seeds.

Ah Yao was short of talking. Some things were too painful to hold in her heart. She told the story of what had happened these days and hid the bloody and terrible things. She said it lightly last night. Unknowingly, the melon seeds in her palm were knocked off by her, and her boredom dissipated. She smiled: "am I too talkative?"

The bird's nest was stunned. After listening to her words, he sighed: "thank God, it's okay. Don't care about the wound on his shoulder. I'll find you if there is a plaster to remove the scar."

She pushed the square cake forward and asked her to taste it: "come and eat a square cake. It was originally a snack for the Dragon Boat Festival during the Qingming Festival, but the girl made it herself if she wanted to eat it temporarily. You try it. There are fillings of rose, mint, bean paste and sweet osmanthus. The girl doesn't like to mix melon seeds. The steamed square cake is sweet, but I always feel a little less chewy."

A Yao twisted a piece of the square cake, which was square and upright. It was soft in her hand, but it didn't collapse. The round flowers on the cake surface were clearly visible, and the round flowers showed a little tender red. Should this filling be rose?

Broken, it is indeed quicksand sugar stained rose, and the pink and translucent rose filling is melting, almost flowing out.

For a good cake dough, you have to grind the glutinous rice carefully. Adding warm water and how much is a knowledge. The cake dough doesn't feel any powdery granulation and doesn't stick to her teeth. She thinks she can do it a little.

"Delicious! You can also taste the roses. They are sweet but not greasy. You can also taste the fragrance of roses. " A Yao ate happily and didn't forget to give the bird's nest a try“ Next time I'll make you a square cake with pine nuts. Hey, do you like pine nuts? "

The bird's nest also twisted a square cake with a smile and ate it. Three or two square cakes and a cup of thick tea. She saw that the time was about the same, "let's go and tell the girl you're back."

One mu of land is enclosed behind the house of Wangyue to make a flower garden. Usually, there are special flower farmers' cooking, especially flowers planted for making fragrant dew. When Wangyue rises, he will go to the flower garden to pick flowers, make fragrant dew or make fragrant pillows.

I haven't seen the way of moon watching cooking. Maybe ah Yao is confused about which family she is.

The bamboo house was verdant and stood beside the flower bed. A window was opened to see the flowers. Looking at the moon and mixing the rose water, I seemed to feel it. When I raised my eyes, I saw two little people holding hands.

"I'm back."

The tone of Wangyue's not strong and not light once again makes ah Yao worried. For fear that she will leave these days, Wangyue feels that the girl is extroverted and doesn't want her. Her subconscious always feels that Wangyue should be the place where she grows up and studies. She doesn't know why she feels familiar when she sees Wangyue.

"Yes, Mr. Wangyue, I'm back." Ah Yao lowered her eyebrows.

The moon looked at the tea over there and said, "I'm thirsty. Make me a cup of tea."

According to a Yao's words, the long table is scattered with Jizhou kiln black glaze tea lanterns and hawksbill glaze pots. The flower utensils are unique, and the utensils for making tea are beside them. Her hand touched the teapot. It was cold. Boil the water before and after work, pour in the tea powder, pour in the hot soup and stir it.

When the bamboo was brushed, the green tea soup was raised. The soup flowers condensed like clouds, as if the wind was surging and the mountain rain was coming. The soup flowers bit the black glazed porcelain lamps, and the thick new green Matcha below. She brought it to the moon.

Look at the moon, taste it carefully and raise your eyes.

A Yao looked nervously at the moon, and her heart was at sixes and sevens.

She suddenly sniffed and said, "I've drunk the tea, but I'm not called Shifu."