Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 212

Yundou closed his mouth sullenly and didn't say anything for a long time.

But she was a person who got angry quickly and recovered quickly. By the time she got home, she had recovered.

The child said goodbye to her and went to Zhang's house.

As soon as she entered the door, Mu Tou handed her a letter, saying it was from the neighbor next door.

No need to ask, it must be a letter written by Lian Li.

The child waited for a long time and opened it immediately after receiving it. He didn't even go into the house, but sat on the steps to read it.

Lian Li was usually so annoying, but the letter was actually very friendly. He asked about Nangua's condition and mentioned her and Aunt Yu.

Then he talked about what the children were most concerned about.

He said that he had been very busy since he returned and had little free time, so he had not yet gone to look for her. He went to Kanhua Temple a while ago, but there were many nuns there, and there were many nuns with the same name, so he could not find her for a while.

He asked some people, but the ages of Jinghui, Jingneng and Jingchi he saw did not match. He also did not know what Peijia Town or Shanshang Temple were. The abbot and the receptionist of the temple did not have a list of names, and the abbot was in seclusion, so he was afraid that he would not be able to find them for the time being.

He knew that the child must be waiting anxiously, so he wrote a letter to tell her about this matter. In the letter, he also advised the child not to be anxious, and said that he would help her look for her after the abbot of Kanhua Temple came out of retreat. With the list, she would definitely be able to find the name.

He also gave her a packet of chrysanthemum flowers for reducing internal heat and a vegetarian meat recipe. By following the instructions, she could eat meat. The Buddhist nobles in the palace liked this very much.

After reading the letter, the child picked up the envelope and turned it over again. Where were the chrysanthemums and recipes?

The child poked the wood that was sweeping the floor and asked, "Is this all you have? Is there nothing else?"

"Yes," Mu Tou nodded. "Uncle Li Er has taken the recipe. The chrysanthemum is in the teapot. Master is drinking it."

Before the child came back, Zhang Fengci read the letter and helped her re-seal the envelope. He was so thoughtful.

The child went into the house unhappy.

Zhang Fengci also felt a little guilty.

He was too curious to help himself.

Meeting the child's gaze, he could only nonchalantly invite her over for tea: "It's made with honeysuckle and rock sugar, it's quite good, come and try it."

The child sat over, still staring at him.

Zhang Fengci: "Ah, I won't read it next time. Why are you pouting? I told you so many things, and you seem so petty after writing this letter. You'll have to talk to me about it later anyway, so I'll save you from having to say it."

Zhang Fengci tried to make excuses.

The child got even angrier: "How can it be the same as you watching secretly?"

"Okay, okay, I won't watch it next time. Let's have some tea." Zhang Fengci was not going to argue with her about this. He couldn't win the argument when he was in the wrong.

I could only push a cup of tea over and open the lid. The chrysanthemum that had curled up into a ball had already bloomed in the water, a very large one.

The child took two sips of the wine before reluctantly deciding to forgive him.

After all, I really listened to many stories he told.

Including the story of the love lock.

There is a love lock engraved with Zhang and Lu on the railing of Fayuan Temple. The child didn't know why the love lock engraved with Lu was so big, so he ran to ask Eunuch Zhang.

He didn't want to say it at first, but couldn't resist the child's clinging, so he told her that it was because her Aunt Lu, whom she had no chance to meet, felt that she loved him very much, so she specially asked a locksmith to make a very large lock.

If any tourists who came later saw her, they would all know her feelings.

Unexpectedly, it was seen by a child.

When Zhang Fengci talked about this, his face turned red as if he had a lantern on his shoulders. He couldn't sit or stand, and kept turning around in circles. The children thought he had an acute illness and almost called a doctor for him.

Later I realized that he was just embarrassed.

The child was curious and asked Chen Dianshan and Liu Dianyi if they had a love lock, and then the story spread...

Zhang Fengci was teased for a long time, and the child also heard a lot of stories, but unfortunately those stories have now become Zhang Fengci's sad things.

He always listened and laughed, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Thinking of this, the child forgave him.

Zhang Fengci said that if she wanted a reply quickly, she had to reply quickly and not wait until the letters from the neighbors were delivered, because he would not find a messenger for her.

The child didn't have much to say to Lian Li. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't write a full page. He just reminded him not to forget about it, then took out two leaves from the travel notes and put them in the envelope.

He specially added a sentence in the letter, telling him that he could use this as a toothbrush. She had picked up these two pieces with great difficulty, and there was not even a black spot on them.

Zhang Fengci said that the two leaves were too fragile and would most likely break if they were sent there.

The child dug out a bunch of them and stuffed them all in: "With so many, there must be a good one left."

Zhang Fengci: I want you to give me something else!

The words went around in his mouth, but he swallowed them back.

A gift of leaves from a thousand miles away may be a token of sentiment, so let it be.

Lian Li knew that she was no good.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fengci secretly added another piece of paperweight and asked Mu Tou to take one to the next door.

No matter how deep the feelings are, you can't be too stingy. You are still relying on others to do things for you.

After all, he is just a child, and his work is not very good.

The child who was being despised was praising her food.

This one looks good, that one is tall, this one is green, that one looks like a vegetable. I racked my brains to pick out the best ones.

The vegetable that was praised shook its leaves lightly and seemed to stand straighter.

On the contrary, it seems a little wilted.

This was a small discovery she made accidentally.

These vegetables seemed to particularly like being praised; the more they were praised, the better they grew. Zhang Fengci had also heard her say this.

But he looked at it from all angles and couldn't see any difference.

I was too embarrassed to grumble like a child at a bunch of vegetables, so I could only stare at the pumpkin.

It feels a bit awkward to praise the dish while praising the pumpkin.

This thing doesn't make a sound, unlike a cat, which at least moves and meows. These... just listen, and they all look the same, so who can praise them?

Zhang Fengci felt a little resentful.

The child waved his hands to chase him away: "Don't say such things in front of them. They will be unhappy if they hear it. Besides, they look different. You have to look carefully."

The child was just a little late in starting to pay attention, otherwise she would have noticed it a long time ago.

These things are like people, they look similar but they all look different.

Even the twins Huang Ti and Huang Zhao have differences, but the difference is too inconspicuous in the eyes of humans, and if you don't pay attention, you will think they are the same.

"Watch carefully!" the child said seriously.

Zhang Fengci: ...

"Use less. If you avoid vegetables, what will you eat in the future?"

It's right to be attentive when doing things, but you can't be too attentive and take everything seriously. If you throw yourself into it like a fool, it would be strange if you don't go crazy.

Vegetables are vegetables, they are meant to be eaten. What’s the point of treating them like children every day?

Don’t you still have to eat it in the end?

Zhang Fengci felt that the vegetables she planted last year were good and they grew well even without any coaxing.

He tried to persuade her a few times, but the child didn't want to listen. She thought it was quite funny.