Cui Weizhen had a dark face the whole time, probably suspecting that there was something wrong with her education. The smile on Ye Zhenzhen's face never stopped, causing Cui Weizhen to glare frequently. She had to restrain her emotions and went to Zhuangzi in a serious manner.
I even dug a basket of bamboo shoots back.
When she met Aunt Cui, Ye Zhenzhen smiled again and learned from her Cui Zhiduan's lofty ambitions. Aunt Cui was also overjoyed and said with a smile: "This guy recently heard us talking about his twelfth aunt's marriage.
Keep it in mind, otherwise he would never know what a dowry is."
Isn't that right? After Uncle Six returned to Jingning from Qinghe, the marriage of Twelve Niang and Wu'an Marquis Yu Wenci began to be put on the agenda. Aunt Six began to prepare a dowry for her daughter, and wrote to Ye Zhenzhen from time to time, asking her to help pay attention.
Some good stuff.
When Ye Zhenzhen and Aunt Cui mentioned it occasionally, Cui Zhiduan remembered it. This guy knew that the bride's family had helped prepare the dowry, so he had a crooked idea.
Ye Zhenzhen had a wicked smile on her face: "You must remember this. When Wangzi grows up, you will have to make fun of him."
Aunt Cui bluntly said that she was being narrow-minded, but she had not forgotten a single thing about her grandson's embarrassment, and she had the same thought.
Those who are close to vermillion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. It has to be said that Aunt Cui was also led astray by Ye Zhenzhen.
Aunt Cui and Ye Zhenzhen were laughing and joking together. Cui Zhiduan, who accompanied his father to go fishing, was miserable. He heard a lot of "gentlemen do what they do and what they don't do", and when they came back, they were all confused.
Ye Zhenzhen glanced at the child's father, who seemed to have calmed down, and couldn't help but patted her son's shoulder sympathetically: "Son, you have suffered."
Cui Zhiduan burst into tears and was extremely pitiful.
Cui Weizhen glanced over at him, and the child immediately calmed down and stood aside obediently. His little appearance was as standard as he wanted.
Ye Zhenzhen glanced at Cui Weizhen, and Cui Weizhen waved his hand and compassionately let his son go out to play.
Seeing her son disappear in a flash, Ye Zhenzhen shook her head helplessly and glared at Cui Weizhen: "It's hard to come out to play, but you prefer to preach."
Cui Weizhen: "...Do you still want the bamboo bear?"
Ye Zhenzhen: "...Yes." Despicable.
Cui Weizhen smiled lowly: "There is news from Bashu that the bamboo bear has been found and it is estimated that it will be transported back to the capital in a month."
"Really!"
Ye Zhenzhen asked in surprise. After receiving Cui Weizhen's affirmative nod, she excitedly pressed a kiss on his face. Cui Weizhen hugged her and whispered: "Do you want to go to the hot spring?"
Ye Zhenzhen understood the hint and looked shy: "Mom, they are here."
"It doesn't matter, let's soak first."
Ye Zhenzhen couldn't refuse, half-nudging and half-agreeing. The two of them made a fuss and came out, it was already dinner time, and then ate dinner with Aunt Cui's teasing eyes, which almost made her burrow in embarrassment.
He was buried himself.
However, the culprit still looked indifferent and frequently brought her vegetables during the dinner: "Have a try, these are the spring bamboo shoots you dug in the afternoon, they taste good."
Ye Zhenzhen ate it and it was indeed very delicious. She couldn't help but eat a few more chopsticks. She was so hungry at this time that she felt that she could eat a whole cow.
When Cui Zhiduan saw this, he also served his mother some food. Cui Auntie said with a smile: "Our Wangzi is really filial. When he gets a wife in the future, he must never forget your mother."
Cui Weizhen: "..." He felt a little restless.
Cui Zhiduan didn't know how his father was feeling, so he nodded cutely in assurance, and undoubtedly stabbed Cui Weizhen in the heart several times.
Ye Zhenzhen took advantage of the cover of the table and secretly kicked Cui Weizhen several times. Cui Weizhen glanced at her and awkwardly served Aunt Cui a dish: "Mom, your favorite mushroom, please try it to see if it suits your taste."
Aunt Cui was satisfied and stopped teasing her son. She even took the initiative to rescue her son and daughter-in-law when Cui Zhiduan shouted to go to the hot spring: "Let's go, the three of us. Your father has to go to the Yamen tomorrow. Let your parents go back and rest early."
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Cui Zhiduan was sensible and didn't bother her anymore. Ye Zhenzhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's okay, if she continues to soak, she will get wrinkled.
I couldn't help but glare at someone: "Look at the good things you have done."
Cui Weizhen took her into his arms including the quilt: "I will return to Beijing tomorrow, and I may not be free to come back every day..."
Ah, are you so busy?
Ye Zhenzhen cheered up and looked at him worriedly: "How about I go back with you? I'm not worried about you being alone in the house with everyone around you waiting on you."
"There are servants taking care of you, so what's there to worry about?"
Cui Weizhen rubbed her forehead and said with a smile: "It's hard to come out. You and your mother can have fun in the village."
Ye Zhenzhen buried her head in his arms and said nothing.
Cui Weizhen had no choice but to coax: "Don't worry, as long as there is time, I will come back to Zhuangzi to accompany you after I leave the office."
"No."
Ye Zhenzhen was not unreasonable: "Your official duties are important, there is no need to rush back to Zhuangzi."
It was not easy to go back and forth from Zhuangzi to the Yamen. Not to mention the distance, she was afraid of any accidents on the way, so she was reluctant to let Cui Zhiwei go back and forth.
Cui Weizhen breathed a sigh of relief and specifically changed the subject: "If you are free these days, you might as well make more jam. I think the cranberry fruit I ate today is good."
"Do you like to eat?"
"Well, it tastes good. You can eat it with Hu Pancake for breakfast."
Ye Zhenzhen became interested. She hadn't made jam by herself for a long time. It was rare that Cui Weizhen wanted to eat it, so she couldn't help but ask: "What else do you want to eat?"
Cui Weizhen thought: "It's not limited to any kind of jam. It's good to make more and change the flavors frequently. If you want to go up the mountain to pick fruits, you must take Zhou Wu and the others with you."
Zhou Wu was the guardian of the uncle's house, and he also came to Zhuangzi with him this time.
"Don't worry, I saved it."
Ye Zhenzhen had a goal and no longer thought about going back with Cui Weizhen. Especially the next morning, when Cui Weizhen got up earlier than before, she felt even more distressed and determined not to let him run back and forth.
"It's still dark now, you must pay attention to safety when riding a horse, don't go too fast." Ye Zhenzhen warned uneasily, and handed over the biscuits and the water bag with soy milk: "We will eat it when we get to the Yamen
, if it gets cold, remember to soak the water bag in hot water."
Cui Weizhen listened with a smile, tucked her cloak, and then jumped on the horse: "I know, the morning dew is heavy, go back quickly, don't catch a cold."
"Okay, you go first."
Cui Weizhen had no choice but to give the horse a pat on its back and gradually go away in the dim light of the morning.
It wasn't until his back completely disappeared in the misty morning light that Ye Zhenzhen stamped her stiff feet, turned around and walked back.
