In August, fragrance spreads everywhere. Standing by the Qinhuai River, you can already see the northern swallows returning south falling into the river in groups in the sunset.
August is also the time when melons and fruits are ripe, and there are a wide variety of fruits and melons on the market. In the evening, after Lu Heng came out of the palace, he bought two large watermelons while passing by on the street, carrying one in each hand.
Wandering towards home.
Opening the door, a woman in a light blue floral dress with a floral blue cloth wrapped around her head was standing in the vegetable garden of the yard, bending over to pick up the ripe vegetables.
She concentrated on picking the fruits, with a sweet smile on her face. From time to time she raised her sleeves, wiped away the slight sweat on her forehead, and smiled.
Under the slanting sunset, Liu Qingqing looks like a fairy.
Hearing the sound of soft footsteps coming from the door, Liu Qingqing straightened up, turned her head, looked at Lu Heng who appeared at the door with two big watermelons in his hands, and smiled sweetly: "Uncle is back!"
Then, she smiled and wiped her white hands on her apron, stood there, looked at Lu Heng and said softly: "Uncle came back very early today!"
Lu Heng chuckled, raised the watermelon in his hand and said, "Look, what did I buy?"
A few years ago, watermelons were introduced to the Central Plains from the Western Regions. Therefore, this fruit is still a luxury product now. However, Lu Heng's current job pays a lot, and it is not bad. Buy two.
Watermelon is out of the question.
Seeing the show off on Lu Heng's face, Liu Qingqing smiled, glared at Lu Heng with her beautiful eyes, and said with a sweet smile: "Is it possible that uncle is taking the school concubine test? This is watermelon, I have eaten it before!
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Lu Heng chuckled, shook his head and said, "No, no, no!" That unfathomable look surprised Liu Qingqing.
It’s hard to understand that it’s really not a watermelon, but that’s what watermelon looks like!
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Lu Heng say very proudly: "This is not an ordinary watermelon. I spent half a month's wages on buying this. It's called the Big Love Watermelon!"
After hearing this, Liu Qingqing blushed slightly, glared at him with her beautiful eyes, and said: "A dog's tongue cannot spit out ivory!"
Afterwards, the uncle and sister-in-law set up a table in the yard. Lu Heng did the work himself, rolled up his sleeves, and cut the large watermelon into four pieces. He held up an oversized piece of watermelon with both hands and handed it to Liu Qingqing and shouted:
"Here, hurry up and taste if it's sweet or not!"
Liu Qingqing took the super-large watermelon segment and originally wanted to cut some. However, seeing Lu Heng's impatient look, she smiled softly, opened her mouth, and took a bite: "
Mmm, it’s very sweet!”
Lu Heng chuckled and picked up a piece of watermelon. Just when he was about to eat it, he saw a melon seed on the woman's cheek. At that time, he reached out his hand to wipe off the melon seed for the woman.
Just when his hand touched the other person's cheek, he saw a very angry look in the woman's beautiful eyes. She held up the watermelon in front of her chest with both hands and made a look like if you dare to touch it, I will hold the watermelon in front of her chest.
The look on your face.
Lu Heng hurriedly retracted his hand, then closed his eyes as if thinking about something. He looked enigmatic. When he opened his eyes again, his face was serious.
However, the woman's expression still looked like she was ready to go. Lu Heng shook his head and smiled, pointed at his face, and said to the woman: "Hey, when did you have a beauty ambition?"
The woman's innocent big eyes blinked, and then she stretched out her hand and wiped it on her face. It felt slippery.
Seeing a black melon seed in her hand, the woman's beautiful face suddenly turned red. She lowered her head and her pretty face was rosy.
Seeing Liu Qingqing transform from a fluffy kitten into a shy little girl, Lu Heng felt funny in his heart. Then, he couldn't help it anymore and threw up his head and laughed.
"Uncle..." The woman raised her head and glared at him with a red face.
The sun sets in the west, and the red clouds fill the earth.
The few yellowing vegetable leaves in the field are covered with melting sunlight.
In the small courtyard, on the flat ground in front of the house, Lu Heng and Liu Qingqing sat opposite each other in front of the table. Under the fiery red glow, their soft laughter spread out of the small courtyard and floated far and wide in the autumn wind.
Watermelon is very watery, so you shouldn't eat too much.
Of course Lu Heng knew this, but maybe because he was too happy in the evening, he accidentally ate a whole pill.
By the time he found it, it was already a done deal. The ground was a mess, and the white melon rinds were still everywhere.
So, in the middle of the night when everything was quiet, I saw that in Lu Heng's small room, the lights would turn on after a while, and the frequency was very high. All night long, I could hear the door of Lu Heng's room being opened and closed squeaking continuously.
Alas, I can’t afford to be hurt!
Lu Heng, who had gone to the latrine five times, returned to the room sleepily and fell down on the bed. He said bitterly in his heart that he would never eat watermelon again.
It was dark outside, and in the west wing, there was a faint fragrance.
The woman was lying on the bed, listening to her uncle's room outside being opened and closed, and then opened and closed again. Hiding under the quilt, she smiled and said to herself: "You deserve it, who made you so rude?"
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A very private smile, like an epiphyllum blooming quietly, its peerless grace can only be seen at night when no one can see it.
However, listening to the sounds outside, the woman felt a little worried. Is her uncle really hungry?
Several times the woman got up and sat up with her clothes on, looking out the window with a somewhat uneasy expression, looking at the east wing with lights on, her beautiful eyes full of worry.
After seeing the lights turn on again, the woman finally couldn't bear the worries in her heart. She put on her clothes and tidied up her appearance a little. Then she put on her shoes and prepared to go over and ask questions.
Just when I was about to make a fire note, I heard the door of my uncle's room slamming shut. Then I heard my uncle's mischievous voice: "Oh my God, my seventh uncle, I really can't afford to hurt you."
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Liu Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and when she realized that it was her uncle who was going crazy and talking nonsense that she didn't understand, she naturally felt funny in her heart. She snorted as if she was getting angry, and threw the fire seal in her hand on the bedside.
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Thinking of her uncle's weird accent just now, she finally found it funny. The woman smiled and said to herself: "It's weird!"
Outside the window, the bright moon was shining in the sky, shedding the clear light of clear frost. At night, everything was quiet.
The next morning, Lu Heng got up much earlier than usual. When the sky was just turning white, he walked out of the house.
After washing, I walked out the door, rolled up my sleeves, and ducked into the vegetable garden.
In his previous life, he was also a child from the countryside. He had done all kinds of farm work. Therefore, it is quite easy to do the work of harvesting vegetables now.
However, his physical fitness is a bit weak. Although Lu Heng has been exercising for a long time, it is not possible to freeze three feet in a day, and his physical fitness is still much worse than in his previous life.
After picking the ripe vegetables in the vegetable garden, I was already so tired that my back ached and my legs cramped.
After returning to the house and washing the dirt off his hands, Lu Heng walked out of the courtyard gate in the first ray of sunshine in the morning.
At this time, the door of the west wing was still closed. The morning breeze blew by, and on the flower blooming in the wind on the woman's window sill, a dewdrop shone brightly in the morning light.
As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, the bidding process is gradually coming to an end.
Although the secret recipe for silk soft armor has been stolen, it still needs to be prepared.
As the saying goes, three armies can seize the commander, but ordinary men cannot seize the will. In the past two days, after thinking hard, the second prince Wang Liye had people convey these two sentences to everyone in the house.
It doesn't matter if a secret recipe is stolen. Our palace has a lot of secret recipes. Isn't it just a silk soft armor? What's the big deal?
Wang Liye said this.
Although full of fearless spirit and courage to move forward, these words had a different taste in the ears of the servants and maids.
The second young master was afraid that he would be so shocked by the theft of the secret recipe that he would go crazy.
Among them, only a few people in the palace knew that Wang Liye's words had ulterior motives. Because whether it was the kind reminder in the Book of Willows or his observations these days, one thing was certain.
That means there is indeed a traitor in the palace.
However, there is a sentence in "The Book of Willows" that Wang Liye strongly agrees with.
The original intention of strategy is to use the trick to make the other party fall deeply into it without even realizing it.
There is nothing to be afraid of if there is a traitor. As long as the plot is big enough, let alone one or two traitors, even if everyone in Jiangning City is from his Liu family, they will still plot against him without discussion.
The Story of the Willows is a large enough strategic layout.
Sometimes, Wang Liye wonders what kind of person can have such a broad vision and such a careful mind to lay such a dragnet.
However, no matter whether he tested it himself or the girl tried it, he found nothing.
Is it really not him?
Occasionally, Second Young Master Wang looked inside when passing by the West Crossing Courtyard and saw that the scholar's room was tightly closed. Then he shook his head and left with a smile. However, the image of the scholar in his mind could not be shaken off.
Of course Lu Heng knew about the temptation of the Second Young Master Wang. However, he still did not intend to personally participate in it.
He often saw Second Young Master Wang sneaking up to his door like a thief, listening intently, and then leaving disappointed. Lu Heng smiled inwardly and admired Wang Liye for his extraordinary talent as a non-professional agent.
On this day, Lu Heng finished the account book, unfolded the rice paper in the room, and continued to practice his painting skills.
A few days ago, he accidentally made a painting that looked like an intestine. He learned from the pain and decided to work hard to paint a painting that would satisfy him.
Of course, this kind of determination has nothing to do with anything else, maybe it's just a joke between his determination and his boring time.