Feng Che asked Feng an to move the desk in their study to the flower hall, and then asked them to cut the red paper into the size needed for couplets and grind it gently by themselves.
The housekeeper came in laughing, with paste in one hand and some window flowers in the other. After entering the door, put the paste basin on the idle table and greet Feng an and Feng Zhong, "you two come to help."
Two people in the past, one took a windowsill carefully unfolded.
The pattern is different. In feng'an's hand, the dragon and the Phoenix are auspicious, while in Feng Zhong's hand, the flowers are rich and noble.
They followed the housekeeper and saw that he had painted the paste on the lattice of the window. They quickly pasted the window pattern on it.
"It's beautiful."
Xia Xi went to see it.
"It's true. It's the skill of mother Liu for decades."
"Cut it now?"
"Yes."
Xia Xi became interested. "Where is she? I used to learn from her. "
The housekeeper laughs, "if the madam wants to learn, I call her to come over."
Wind Che has spread out the red paper, pick up the pen to dip in the ink, deep voice, "to call people."
"Yes."
The Housekeeper should give Fengzhong the basin containing the paste, and go to call people by himself.
Liu's mother soon followed her. She was over 40 years old, and her hair was combed meticulously. She had a stiff look. "I've seen young master and young lady."
"I heard from the housekeeper that you cut the window pattern. I want to learn it for you. Would you like to teach me?"
Liu's mother was terrified. "The young lady wants to learn. It's a great blessing for her maidservant."
"That's good."
Xia Xi motioned to her to sit on her own side of the stool, quietly, "cut a pair of white head."
Liu's mother clearly took the red paper and cut out two identical pieces of paper, one for her and the other in her own hands. She taught her how to fold them step by step, picked up the scissors and taught her how to cut them.
One teaches carefully, the other studies seriously.
Feng Che half couplet finished, can't help looking this way, Xia Xi didn't notice, but Liu mother saw, hand a shiver, cut bad.
Liu's mother is flustered, "madam, I'm sorry, it's all the maidservant's fault."
"It's not a big deal to cut another one if it's broken. You make me feel embarrassed to learn from you."
Wind Che is a look in the eyes again, Liu mother scared almost kneel to the ground, the voice all shook, "slave, slave is OK, less, madam, wait a moment, slave again cut one."
Xia Xi also put down the hand, "just in time, I'll learn it for you again."
Mother Liu is careful this time. She lowers her head and concentrates on teaching Xia Xi. She doesn't lift her head or glance at Xia Xi.
"All right!"
The wind Che makes a sound again, mother Liu is scared to be a shiver again, in the hand of cut bad, want to die heart all had.
Xia Xi looked back at Feng Che and comforted her mother, "it's OK. Let's come again."
Mother Liu's hands are shaking. She can't hold the scissors. She is responsible for making clothes for the servants in the house on weekdays. It's hard to see the wind all the year round. Most of the rumors are about how powerful the master is in the battlefield and how to chop the enemy's head to cut watermelons. Therefore, she is afraid of Fengche from her heart.
"It's done?"
Xia Xi asks Feng Che again.
Feng Che showed her the couplet.
"Then you go and paste it."
Liu's mother is stunned to see feng Che go out with couplets. Feng an, Feng Zhong and the housekeeper follow her closely.
"Well, you can teach with ease."
Liu mother back to God, quickly took a good scissors, carefully teach her.
Outside the yard, Feng Che holds couplets. Feng an wants to pick them up, but he refuses, "brush the paste well."
Feng Zhong quickly brushes the paste. Feng Che hands on the couplet and smoothes it a little bit.
Then the other side.
A pair of couplets.
When the door was opened, mother Liu came out and stood on her side outside the door. When the wind came into the house, she took a long breath and left quickly.
In the room, Xia Xi is still sitting at the table, carefully cutting the window pattern in her hand. Feng Che takes a look at it and starts to write couplets from her side.
This time, I wrote three pictures. Then I put down my pen and said, "take this pair of big pictures to the entrance of the villa and paste them. Take the other two pictures to the courtyard of Qi'er and my elder sister."
Three people should, come forward, one person took a pair of couplets out, wind Che washed his hands, next to Xia Xi sit down, to take the table she cut red paper, "cut what?"
"Don't move!"
Xia Xi stop him, eyes staring at his hands of the window, carefully cut the last two, long breath, slant head, "you guess?"
"I can't guess."
Fengche went to get it directly.
"Be careful."
The wind Che takes in the hand, carefully unfolds, "the life together old" four words clearly project into the eye.
"How's it going?"
Wind Che heart strange rolling, throat tight for a while, said some hoarse, "good-looking."
Xia Xi heard it and gave him a kiss on the corner of his mouth. "Then stick it in our house."
Wind Che voice more dumb, "good."
……
The reunion dinner at noon is eaten in the courtyard, which can't be served in the house.
The housekeeper told people to build the shed yesterday. Dozens of servants were all inside. The huge shed was silent. Everyone stood and looked at the door.
Feng Che and Xia Xi come out of the dining room. Feng Che's always cold face is still without a smile. But people feel that his coldness has receded a lot, and the whole person feels much warmer.
Feng Che's eyes flashed over the crowd one by one. "Don't be constrained today. As in the past, you should eat and drink, but there's one thing. Don't drink too much. You have to get together to make dumplings in the afternoon."
All of them said in unison, "thank you, young master."
Wind Che big hand a wave, "start."
"Let's respect the young master and the young lady first."
The housekeeper opened his mouth and took up the wine cup, and the people also took it down one after another.
Feng Che and Xia Xi drink up their necks, and they all drink up.
"Well, eat it."
The crowd was boiling.
Wind Che and Xia Xi back to the dining room, listening to the outside movement, wind Che quietly listen.
How many years have the villa not been so busy.
Since his father died in the war and he was injured and came here to recuperate, the villa has become lifeless and lifeless. Now with Xi'er, the villa is alive again.
Xia Xi filled himself with wine, raised his glass and said sincerely, "Xi'er, thank you."
Xia Xi clinks a glass with him smilingly, "should, who let me be your wife? It's also one of my duty to relieve my worries for Xianggong."
The two drank again.
Wine cup down, wind Che to Xia Xi clip her favorite food, just opened the mouth, "Xi Er..." a guard quickly ran in to report, "young master, the palace came to pass the imperial edict!"