Cross the doghouse to save Party A, Your Highness owes me ten mines

It was sunny, breezy, and the temperature was just right. It was a nice, crisp autumn day.

After dinner, I still didn't feel sleepy.

In the summer, I lie on the rocking chair in the yard, rocking and looking at the moon, listening to Xiyan talking about how mosquitoes have hard mouths in July, soft mouths in August, and kick their legs in September. Now there is wind and they can't stand. It is really nice to take a nap in the yard in the evening. If I can put a soup pot on the yard and boil it with fresh lamb meat, hey, that taste is amazing!

Xia Shi was attracted by what he said, and also by what he held in his hand.

He was cleaning a pile of wooden molds by the well in the yard. They were said to be used to make moon cakes. He happened to see some being sold in the town and bought some just before the festival.

The mold is round, and has eight characters engraved inside, namely, Fu, Lu, Shou, Xi, Tuan, Tuan, Yuan, and Yuan, divided into eight molds.

Xiyan said: "...there are a lot of particulars to making mooncakes. The dates have to be soaked well, then the cores have to be removed, leaving only the sweetest flesh, and then crushed into a paste. It's best to use high-quality clear oil, which should be squeezed from longevity nuts, and the flour has to be the finest white flour..., and the same goes for red bean filling..." In the past, during the Mid-Autumn Festival every year, there were many people in the mansion and a lot of mooncakes were needed, so the chefs in the mansion would ask him for help. Xiyan has been helping for all these years and has gained some experience after watching over the years.

The chef always said that it was a pity that the master in the mansion was not always there, so he could not enjoy his cooking.

If the chef were still alive, he would be so happy to see that Master Liu could have the meal.

Happy washing the inkstone, happy eating in summer,

"Soaked dates are really delicious. Can I have another one?"

"Girl, please eat as much as you want. This is originally bought for you to eat. It's not enough to make mooncakes..."

"Isn't this to nourish my body?"

"Isn't it okay for me to eat this to replenish my body?"

"What does the master eat?"

"...Ahem!"

"...I want to eat fruit filling."

"The girl is talking about candied fruit. I know a little bit about this. My fifth uncle has a fruit tree at home."

"This season? What kind of fruit?"

"The apricots on the trees were picked a long time ago, but they were dried into apricots..."

"Where is the mold hanging? Can I help you?"

"..."

The two chatted and talked.

Kuishan was practicing with his sword on the other side of the yard. The sword was so long that he swung it with such force that the leaves were blown all over the place. Fortunately, the yard was big.

The mute slave was holding the child, strolling next to Xia Shi and Xi Yan on the other side. Whenever the two chatterboxes in the family started talking, he would always come over.

He himself can't speak, so he can't teach his child to speak, so he can only do this, hoping that the child can listen to a few more sentences...,

No one knows where Nanfeng is. Ever since he returned to his job as a secret guard, it has been hard to see him. Without turning on the detection equipment, you will never know where he is. His hiding skills are truly amazing.

"Come, let me hold you!" After Xia Shi hung up the mold and washed the inkstone and basin, she asked the mute slave to take the child:

"I'm very skilled now. Come, let me sing for Xiao Nian Nian!"

The child's nickname is Nian Nian.

The mute slave handed the child to her.

Xia Shi held her in his arms and said happily, "Look, little Niannian, I'm awesome, am I pretty? Call me sister, pretty sister..."

Lou Junze came out of the house: “…”! ! ! ! !

"I have a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb~..."

The song is cheerful and gentle.

The moonlight is also gentle,

The gentle moonlight shines down, stretching the shadows of everyone in the yard into slender silhouettes.

He suddenly felt that time was quiet at this moment, and the warmest thing in the world was these ordinary whispers.

Until Suancai knocked on the door outside, it was the agreed time to set off after dinner.

Xiyan wiped his hands carefully before coming over to report: "Master, we plan to go to the town and ask the shop owners what the reason is at night..."

Want to knock on the door in the middle of the night to ask secrets?

When Xia Shi heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Seeing her excited look, Lou Junze said, "Since you are going, Miss Xia should follow too!"

Xia Shi: “Okay!”

Xia Shi handed the child to the mute slave, went out with Xiyan, met Suancai, and walked away under the moonlight.

Lou Junze stood in the yard, watching them go away.

Kuishan asked from behind: "Master, it's late at night, and there are many new faces in the town. They are just a few scoundrels. Why would a girl of your status...?"

Lou Junze: "Let her go, don't disturb her!"

She came to this world to take a look at the intrigues, conspiracies, and conflicts of interest.

Now, let's go see some little rascals, it's good for training,

Lou Junze turned around.

After a moment of indifference, he finally said, "Nanfeng, follow me and protect me!"

"Yes!"

……

In the town, in a private house behind a street, the owner, manager and waiter of a grocery store was slapping his thigh, with blisters on his mouth, and he couldn't even eat dinner!

"Oh, this is a mess!"

"Hey, you said this thing!"

"Well, you said..."

"I'm still clapping, clapping until my legs are swollen!" His wife brought him a bowl of sorghum rice, handed it to him, and said, "At least have a bite!"

"..."

"How can you bear not eating a single bite?"

"Oh, I can't eat it. I've never done this in my life!"

"This shop has been passed down from my grandfather's generation, and the most important thing they have always done is trust... honesty... My father taught me these two words by holding my hand since I learned to read..."

The boss is sincere.

Moreover, the transportation here is not convenient. Many people have never left the town in their entire lives. Their ancestors have lived here for generations. Even the smallest things are known to each other. If you do something dishonest, people will remember it for most of your life, stabbing you in the back every day, and your store signboard will be ugly. You will lose all your face.

"Those bricks don't take up much space, they don't spoil as easily as food, and we don't have to move them. I'm actually happy with them..."

Even if he was unwilling, given his temper he would have made it clear early on. He was not the kind of person who would go back on his word at the critical moment. Besides, if he carried a heavy load and worked in someone else's workshop, wouldn't he be criticized?

He is old, and doing something like this would be seen by many neighbors. It is embarrassing. If someone hadn’t pointed a kitchen knife at him…

There are more than a dozen people in his family, young and old, including women and children. You can't afford to offend him.

The grocery store owner, Lao Bietou, was so upset about this matter that he couldn't sleep or eat, and he got two big blisters!

I'm feeling really bad.

There was a knock at the back door.

Many people from the town gathered here on Yida Street. Most of them were behind their shops. There was a corner door that led directly to the houses behind Yida Street. It was the place where people usually came in and out.

Between the corner gate and the backyard of a shop on the street, there is an extremely narrow and winding alley, all because the houses are built close together.

The people were walking in this narrow alley that was halfway through.

Knocking on the door at this time?

The whole family was shocked. Could it be that someone has come again?

"Uncle, Uncle Zhou, we are from Xishui Village!" Suancai whispered outside.