Chapter 66 Summer Afternoon
The Su Family Courtyard was extremely quiet in the afternoon, and even the energetic Su Sanlang fell asleep. The wind in May blew, and waves of faint floral fragrance hit our faces. Sometimes a few small petals would fall quietly, fall in the yard, float to the corridor, and stick to the bodies of the two young gentlemen.
Fan Yanjia was fast asleep, and his servant was also sitting on the edge of the bamboo chair with his chin stretched out and his saliva was full of sweetness.
Zhao Lan was startled by the flowers and opened her eyes. Shuangrui hurriedly bent forward, reached out to pick up the flowers, pulled up the blanket, and said very softly: "It's okay, young master, go to sleep!"
His eyes fell on the small locust tree beside the courtyard wall, "What kind of flower is that?"
“Sophora flower.”
He looked at it blankly for a while, then slowly closed his eyes.
May is the time of late spring and early summer. Like the gentle smile on Dr. Su’s lips, it is neither as cold as spring nor as hot as midsummer. Gentle but not distant, warm but not restrained, the sky is calm and the grass and trees are happy.
In rare silence, Zhao Lan fell asleep.
Woke up, relieved of fatigue for most of the day, Su Ruojin got up.
Mao Ya heard the commotion and came in quietly with a basin, waiting for the little master to wash his face and mouth.
Su Ruojin finally woke up from her daze after wiping a handful of water on her face, "Are my parents awake?"
Mao Ya didn't reply to her as usual, but stretched out her hand to shush her and pointed to the corridor outside, "Still sleeping, his little guy doesn't want anyone to talk."
Oh, Su Ruojin remembered, the two little ancestors haven't left yet! She actually had to skip dinner. Thinking about it, she felt annoyed. How could these two guys be so shameless? If they stayed like this all day, their rest day would be gone.
With a snort, she quietly left the room. When she saw two young boys sleeping soundly in the corridor, she shook her head. The rice in their pot was fragrant. Did she believe that their bamboo chairs were also good for sleeping?
I really don’t understand it!
Went to the workshop. On a hot day, in order not to disturb the young people sleeping in the corridor, the door of the workshop was closed. Mother Dong, Dashi and others were sweating profusely from the heat. It was really a sin. Su Ruojin quickly asked Mao Ya to go to the small cellar to put some ice inside. Take them all out.
Mother Dong stretched out her hand to stop her, "No, it'll be over soon."
There were only a few large stoves in the workshop. What to do if you got too hot and suffered a heatstroke? Su Ruojin didn't listen to her and quickly asked Mao Ya to bring them out and asked them to wrap a few pieces of ice in a towel and tie them to their bodies.
It’s only May and it’s so hot in the workshop. I need to find a way to get a fan! Su Ruojin said in her heart while reaching out to help.
Fan Yanjia woke up and stretched out of habit. She was patted by the waiter and stopped halfway. Looking in the direction he pointed, Zhao Lan was lying on the bamboo chair with sleepy eyes, quietly following the beauty.
Hmm, it is said that the youngest son of King Jin is as beautiful as a fairy. Even though he has been his companion for a few months, and I am amazed by his beauty, it is still not as shocking as at this moment. This guy does not look like a real person at all, he looks like the work of a god.
With emotion, he stood up gently.
The boy quickly waved to Mao Ya, "Where can I wash up?"
"plz follow me."
Mao Ya brought the boy to the sink in front of the kitchen. There was a new small wooden basin and a towel in it. Qingfeng lowered his head and looked at it, "Why is it so transparent? It's so beautiful."
Mao Ya was very proud. This was made by the Second Lady and could not be sold elsewhere, but she remembered that the little nobleman in the corridor was not awake and did not reply. He just curled his mouth and stretched out his hand to signal him to help the master wash up.
When Fan Yanjia picked up a handkerchief to wash her face, she suddenly couldn't help but sigh. Although the teacher's house was simple, it felt comfortable for some reason.
The Su family all took their naps one after another. Although the footsteps in the corridor were light but constant, Shuangrui thought that the young master would be awakened, but in the end, he was still lying quietly on the bamboo chair without moving.
This is a deep sleep.
It’s really rare!
Shuangrui couldn't help but gently lift the blanket up again. He held his breath for fear of waking up the little master, but the little master still slept soundly.
Finally, even the thick-skinned Su Sanlang woke up. The first thing he did when he woke up was not to wash his face and rinse his teeth, but to go to Su Ruojin and say, "Sister, please promise me that I can eat mung bean ice and drink sour plum soup after I sleep." Su Ruojin smiled at him, "There's also apricot skin water."
Apricot skin water, also known as apricot skin tea, is made from apricot skins. After being chilled, it tastes sweet and sour and quenches thirst. It has the same taste as sour plum soup.
“Wow wow wow…” There was so much delicious food. Su Sanlang was completely sleepless and jumped for joy.
The quiet courtyard was suddenly filled with excitement, and everyone looked towards the corridor:…
Shuangrui stared at the little master nervously.
Zhao Lan opened his eyes, his eyes were clear as if he had never fallen asleep.
“Little Master, you’re awake!” Shuangrui quickly bent down and helped the little master take off the blanket as he was about to sit up.
Zhao Lan looked towards the yard and then towards the source of the sound. A little kid covered his mouth with his hands and looked at him with a smile. He remembered that he was at Dr. Su's house.
"How long?"
If it weren't for these words, Shuangrui almost thought that his master was pretending to be asleep. After confirming that he had really slept, he happily replied, "It's already the time."
After taking a nap until after three o'clock, the bed smells so good! Su Ruojin was speechless. Now she finally stopped covering her mouth and pretended to be dumb. When he woke up, she quickly asked the workshop to open the front and rear doors.
In an instant, the wind passed through the hall, and the workshop instantly became much cooler.
Su Sanlang kicked his calves and ran over, "I'm sorry, little brother, I woke you up. I'll give you my favorite mung bean ice." After saying that, he raised the popsicle in front of Zhao Lan.
With a smile on his face, Shuangrui stopped him politely and said, "Thank you, Mr. Su. My young master needs to wash up first."
Mao Ya then dared to come over and said, "Please come with me!"
After waking up from a nap, the most pleasant thing is to have snacks to quench your hunger, refreshing tea to quench your thirst, and sit on the porch to eat and enjoy your leisure time.
Mung bean ice, apricot skin water, sour plum soup, the sun shines through the roof, bends through the treetops, and spreads to the corridor, forming a mottled shadow circle, adding beautiful light and shadow to the leisurely time.
The young man drank from the cup, sometimes raising his head, sometimes lowering his head, slowly and leisurely, but it was a taste of enjoyment.
Su Yanli looked at a gallery of young men and young ladies with gentle smiles. This is what he wants in his years.
Yang Siniang pushed open the door and walked in, shouting, "Ajin, here I come!"
Su Ruojin waved to her, "Ah Rong, come on, I've made a new drink, come and try it."
“Wow, there’s something delicious to drink again.” As soon as she stepped up the steps, Yang Siniang stopped and saw two handsome and outrageous teenagers and suddenly said solemnly, “Ajin, you have a guest at home!”
“Yes, my father’s student.”
"Oh." Yang Siniang was also a seven-year-old girl. When she saw a stranger, she suddenly became much more ladylike. She held up her skirt and walked up to the corridor dignifiedly. She bowed slightly to the two of them before walking towards Su Ruojin.
Su Ruojin couldn't help but purse her lips and smile when she saw her becoming more and more ladylike. When she came closer, he hit her with a smile, "I didn't expect you to have such a ladylike side."
“There’s no way, my mother taught me.”
(End of this chapter)