"I don't know if the girl will?"
"Thank you, young master. Thank you, old lady." Xi Yu knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the carriage, with gratitude in her eyes.
Xiyu got into the carriage and talked with old lady Jiang. Jiang Shi consciously sat outside, his long legs folded together and swayed leisurely.
After a while, the carriage arrived at Jiangfu. With the help of Xiyu, old lady Jiang came down. With a smile on her lips, she looked at Jiang and said, "I'll stay at home today. I'll give you a bowl of longevity noodles."
"Well, grandma, add more scallions." Jiang Shi raised a bright smile. On his birthday every year, he only had a bowl of longevity noodles from his grandmother, and nothing else.
He gave the carriage to the servants, and Jiang Shi went back to his house. In ancient times, this was not good. The clothes on the inside and outside made him wet all over.
He poured himself a cup of tea to moisten his throat. On the table with a palm sized box, red sandalwood, nose lingering with a fragrance.
He opened it and saw that it was a jade pendant of medium quality, with a string of red tassels hanging below.
Jiang Shi smiles and his eyes are crooked. Today, I received this. It must be a birthday gift for him.
But who sent this?
His eyes were low and covered with light. He put the jade pendant away, closed the box and hid it under his pillow.
This is the first time that he has received a birthday present. Naturally, he is very precious.
As night falls, the sky is dotted with stars, and the moonlight tonight is particularly provocative.
Jiang Shi looked at a bowl of longevity noodles in front of him, sprinkled with emerald green scallions, which was more attractive.
There was a trace of pain in old lady Jiang's eyes, but it soon disappeared. She touched Jiang's head and said, "eat, see if grandma's craftsmanship has fallen back."
"Good."
Jiang Shi picked up chopsticks to eat, delicious but not greasy, and soon this bowl of longevity noodles came to the bottom.
With a smile on her face, Mrs. Jiang took Jiang Shi's hand and told him the funny stories of his childhood.
Then the old man fell asleep.
In her sleep, old lady Jiang frowned and fell asleep uneasily.
Jiang Shi's eyes crossed a trace of heartache. He gently took old lady Jiang back to her room and covered her with a quilt. Then he left lightly.
Jiang Shi came to the corner of the kitchen, which is connected with the sixth Prince's residence. The wall is shorter than other places. It just turns over to Qiao JUNHE's yard.
Just as he wanted to turn it over, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten something. He patted his forehead.
Go back to your room and hang the birthday gift hidden under your pillow on your waist.
This just smile of cross threshold, over that wall head, came to Qiao JUNHE's living place.
"Dudu..."
Jiang Shi stood in front of Qiao JUNHE's door and knocked.
"Creak." Qiao JUNHE opened the door and looked at the people outside in surprise.
"Why are you here?"
"I can't sleep. Come out and have a look." Jiang Shi did not dare to look directly at Qiao JUNHE. He seemed to have just come out of the bath. His black hair came down, and there was a trace of water on the tip of his hair.
A white coat, and did not fasten, revealing a white chest, the chest of bright red faintly visible.
Qiao JUNHE's laughter rang out in his ear, which made Jiang Shi's face blush, and his earlobe with a trace of scarlet.
"Tang Tang Jiang just went to the place of fireworks. How can he look like this now?"
Qiao JUNHE raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and let him in.