When a Yao put on her thick little coat and wrapped herself tightly up and down, only her small face was exposed. The first snow had come down.

"Auspicious snow bodes well for a good harvest next year." Looking at the moon, he leaned on the arhat bed and picked a Yao out of the window. He jumped around and stretched out his hand. Then he moved a small table from the room and put it in the yard. The table was full of all kinds of cups“ Yao Zhu ~ what are you doing? " Look at the moon and raise your voice.

Ah Yao blushed and puffed, "Hey, I'm collecting the first snow and making tea for my master."

After being fed by the moon for a period of time, the Yellow haired girl got rid of malnutrition, her hair was thick, and her cheeks were much fuller than before.

"OK, let's play. Don't freeze yourself." The moon looked back with a smile and said to the bird's nest in the house, "you see, ah Yao is getting more and more painful. How much Chen Xue was left in the cellar last year? It's rare to be happy. I'll make it tea these days. He brought me from Quanzhou a small red mud stove, a Wulan core, a whole set of tea sets and tea leaves, saying that he wanted me to try their tea. "

Looking at the moon, he looked at the falling snowflakes in the sky and sighed: "I don't know if he is well there. Seeing letters is always better than seeing people. No matter how many things he sent, he is not as safe and healthy as him. It's winter again. Did he receive the winter clothes I brought him? "

Bird's nest knows that there has always been a person in Wangyue's heart, and that person is far away in the south of the sky.

The catastrophe more than ten years ago involved too many people. Wangyue and the man at the top of her heart were separated. It was also in the past two years that the man exiled to the seaside finally contacted Wangyue. It seems that his situation has been much better. He can also invite someone to bring food and goods to Wangyue during the new year's festival.

"I'm sure I can get it." The bird's nest whispered.

"Ah ah, you said a good little year. What are I talking about? I haven't made today's dumplings." His face was cool. He looked at the moon and wiped away his tears. He was ready to get off the arhat bed. Suddenly he shrank back and held the quilt: "bird's nest, why is Nanxun county so cold every winter? It's so cold that I don't remember."

"Girl, just like it."

"Bird's nest, you are becoming less and less cute."

The master and servant bickered. Several knocks came from outside the door. The bird's nest opened. As soon as the door was opened, the wind mixed with rain and snow blew into the room. The warm room was a little cold, "come in!"

A Yao carries three bowls of hot brown sugar ginger soup. The back foot of the bird's nest quickly closes the door and closes the cold wind outside the door.

"Master, senior sister bird's nest, I made ginger soup and drank it while it was hot. I was warm all over." A Yao divided the ginger soup. Wen Sheng said that other people in the yard had ginger soup. When a bowl of ginger soup reached the belly, the chilly moon looked at the moon. Before long, I felt a warm current passing through my limbs. Usually at this time, my hands and feet were cold, so I had to hide in the greenhouse, and the silver frost charcoal had to be burned continuously.

The moon looked at the bowl and asked, "ginger soup is delicious. It's OK. By the way, Yao Zhu, can you read? "

"I will... It's a little difficult to write."

"That's good. Accompany me to a place in the afternoon. Come back early and prepare winter solstice dinner in the evening." Looking at the moon to sell off, ah Yao doesn't know why, but it shouldn't be a bad thing to see her laughing.

In the afternoon, Wangyue instructed ah Yao to prepare bacon, red beans and lotus roots. Some time ago, she asked her to refine lard and pickled pickled cabbage, put them into a small altar and take them with her.

I mentioned all the ingredients. I don't know where to visit? She was full of speculation and the donkey cart stopped.

At the destination, the plaque on the courtyard reads: Qi Zhai

The pen moves like a dragon and snake. It is ancient and vigorous, and it smells of books and ink.

It was a woman who answered the door. Master Wangyue knew the family very well. Even the woman who answered the door could chat with Wangyue.

The Qi family is not big, but there is a gentle taste between the green brick, gray tile and white wall. A large half person high water tank is placed in the middle of the patio. Under the withered branches and leaves, there are two golden and red Koi swimming suddenly, highlighting their vitality. After the rain washed, green moss grew on the white wall. Several clusters of bamboo were planted in front of the wall, vigorous and straight. There was a strange stone behind the empty window at the corner. This is a scene.

The front hall is divided into a mandarin duck hall by the gauze partition screen door in the middle. Bead curtains are hung on both sides of the screen. The male owner of the land in the front hall is used to entertain guests. There are three chairs on both sides opposite each other. There is a round table in the middle, with Cangsong bonsai on it. The layout is rigorous and square.

Beyond the mahogany screen door engraved with exquisite calligraphy, the back hall is for the hostess to entertain guests. Compared with the front layout, the small round table and Luohan bed are warm and close here, which is suitable for chatting at home.

"Here they are, madam."

The mother-in-law brought ah Yao and her daughter to the mandarin duck hall. The woman looked older than the moon. The Golden Jade lotus leaves on the falling horse bun were full of pool delicate hairpins, and she was dressed in a red sleeved lotus flower lined jacket with embroidered camellia on the collar. She was matched with a turquoise blue wide gold skirt. The fine lines at the corners of her eyes exposed her age and full of book flavor, Gentle patience taught her daughter to read.

"Wangyue, you're here. She's your new apprentice?" The eyes of the woman and the girl fell on ah Yao at the same time.

"Yao'er, this is Mrs. Shan Chang of Nanxun thatched cottage. She is called Mrs. Yan. You can also call her Mrs. Yue."

A Yao didn't have stage fright, so she blessed them: "Hello, Mrs. Yue."

Her voice was soft and waxy, her eyes were bright and her appearance was correct. The little girl immediately fell in love with ah Yao. She jumped off the bench and pinched ah Yao's small face: "you look so cute. My name is Zhi Ying. What's your name?"

"My name is..." before ah Yao finished, Wang Yue reported her "stage name" first. "Her name is Yao Zhu, Ying Niang. Do you like my little Yao Zhu?"

"Yao Zhu!?" Ying Niang's voice rose and changed. She looked at her mother and looked at the moon. It was obvious that she thought of the usual food.

"Don't be rude!" Mrs. Yue glanced at her. Ying Niang kept silent and whispered, "like the bird's nest, the names are strange."

A Yao couldn't laugh or cry. While looking at the moon and chatting with Mrs. Yue, she quietly pulled Ying Niang's sleeve and said, "my name is Jiang Yao. You can call me a Yao or Yao Zhu."

Ying Niang also whispered, "it's still called a Yao. How ugly the yaozhu is. It's better to call it scallop. It makes me always think of the yaozhu Jinsha steamed egg made by sister Wangyue."

Wangyue and Mrs. Yue looked at the interaction between the two children and smiled at each other. Then Wangyue told Mrs. Yue what she meant: "doesn't Ying Niang lack a companion? If you agree, I want to put Yao Zhu here to study with Ying Niang after the spring. Yao Zhu knows words, but he doesn't know how to write."

Mrs. Yue smiled cunningly: "the bundle repair you brought is not enough. If you cook, maybe I will agree."