peach smile

She only knew that this person left early and returned late every day. He didn't go to restaurants, tea houses or Shibalipu on the tenth, twentieth, and thirty-three days of every month, but he rarely showed up in front of her.

After being heartbroken for a hundred days, although Wei Changan only sprained her ankle, by the time she really recovered, the maple leaf forest on the mountain behind Wan'an Temple had turned red.

Wei Changan was able to come to Wan'an Temple with Shen Quji to relax, thanks to his mother-in-law Shen Lian.

Shen Lian ordered a few oil lamps for Shen's family at Wan'an Temple, and since she has been in poor health lately, she picked a day on the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, and brought Fu Que and a few children to Wan'an Temple .

Mother was discussing Zen with the old monk at the abbot's place, and Aunt Fuqu stayed outside. The crazy girl Shen Yunian met a good friend in the boudoir, so she let her go to play with him, and Shen Quji hugged his younger sister carelessly. Jin Tian, ​​and Wei Changan walked along the path behind the temple.

Unknowingly came to the back mountain.

A Wan'an Temple stands here, and it is full of incense and people come and go. However, the mountain itself is quiet and the clouds are deep. Wei Chang'an was immediately attracted by the scenery of the back mountain far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

After walking into the maple forest, Wei Changan happily squatted on the ground to pick up the beautiful fiery red maple leaves as bookmarks. Not far behind her, under a low maple tree, Shen Quji leaned on the trunk with arms folded, his gaze Deeply following Wei Changan, at her feet, Xiao Jintian also squatted on the ground and was playing with himself.

The corners of Shen Quji's eyes curled up unconsciously, and there seemed to be a smile in the dark eyes, shining brightly under the sunlight.

The time was just right at this moment, but suddenly an old monk wearing a shabby monk's robe with nine ring scars appeared out of nowhere, and Shen Qu jumped in fright.

Although Shen Quji didn't worship the Buddha, he still bowed respectfully to the old monk. It so happened that Wei Changan also picked up Maple Leaf and was walking towards this side. Xiao Jintian was afraid of others, twisting his short and fat body, standing He got up and hugged Shen Quji's thigh, and his small hands were still grabbing the tassel of the jade pendant around Shen Quji's waist and shaking it, Shen Quji's belt was pulled a little crooked.

The old monk looked Shen Quji up and down a few times, chanted the Buddha's name again, and said mysteriously: "It can't be broken for a long time, it is a world, it is nothing, it is a reversed dream, why is the benefactor worrying so much about his wife and son? Ordinary people have only a few tens of years, and being serious is already seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence, so we should have fun..."

Before Shen Quji could understand what the old monk meant, a young novice's voice was about to cry from outside the maple forest not far away: "Master, master! Your grasshopper ran away again... "

"Oh, my little baby..." The old monk twitched his long gray eyebrows, yelled, turned and ran away.

Shen Quji: "..."

Wei Changan came over with a few maple leaves in his hands, and looked up at Shen Quji suspiciously: "This old monk is also from Wan'an Temple?"

Shen Quji nodded, bent down to pick up Xiao Jintian, and lifted his belt indistinctly: "Crazy and incomprehensible, it must be that the great monk forgot to argue."

Is that the world-renowned great monk Wang Bianji? !Wei Changan blinked, feeling a moment of confusion.

……

Walking along the path back to the front temple of Wan'an Temple, Shen Quji saw his younger sister Shen Yunian and her friends asking for a lottery in the main hall.

Wei Changan finally couldn't help it, and said: "You should find a chance to have a good chat with Yu Nian, after all, you are brothers and sisters, and it's not a solution to continue like this."

Feng Bancheng proposed to marry the Shen family. Shen Quji didn't want to marry his cousin Feng Qingcheng, but he also refused his younger sister Shen Yunian to marry Feng Bancheng. He offended Shen Yunian who had been in love with Feng Bancheng for many years.

The big censer in front of the main hall was filled with incense from pilgrims praying for Buddha, and the smog obscured Shen Quji's expression. After a long time, the man said in a hoarse voice: "Father left early, I think I have thought about it for the rest of my life." Somehow, it doesn't matter if the stinky girl hates me or hates me, after all, I can't let her go, the Feng family wants to marry the Shen family because of profit, and Yu Nian married in the past and became a continuation and stepmother, so what would happen? Happiness can be described..."

What about yourself, Shen Quji?

Wei Changan pursed his lips tightly, and looked at the people around him with deep eyes—the Wei family also married the Shen family because of their interests, so you are telling me that I am not worthy of getting anything by marrying you like this. Are you happy?

A cool wind blew away the incense smoke around Shen Quji's body, and this man's face gradually became clearer, and the slightly curved corners of his eyes made his complexion as warm as jade.

For some reason, Wei Changan's heart suddenly ached.

No.: Concession (1)

"Hand over the country and give way, lower your eyebrows, and miss the beauty."

In the heated and drunken theater garden, the actors with long sleeves and good dancers babbled and sang like this on the stage.

On the high seat under the stage, a young man in a brocade robe and jade crown holds a small heater in his hand, leans on the grand teacher's chair with his legs crossed, and whispers to the people around him while listening to the play with his head tilted slightly.

On the tea table, the bottomed jug was replaced with hot wine, but the corner of the table by Shen Qujiu's hand was only piled with peanuts and melon seed shells.

No matter how much the people around him let the wine go, Shen Quji still smiled lightly and remained unmoved.

After the song "Let the River and Mountain" was sung, the audience burst into applause, and Young Master Shen, who was in a good mood, generously threw a bag of reward silver far away on the stage.

"Bang bang" two gongs sounded, and the guy who hit the gong sang loudly thanks: "Wei's class thank you, Young Master Shen, for the reward!"

Shen Quji tickled the corners of his slightly cold mouth, raised his hand and brushed off the finely shattered peanut skins on his robe, got up and left while humming a little tune.

Autumn goes and winter comes, it's just a scene of one or two snowstorms. In autumn, the gray and desolate Hezhou is like a gray mouse skin, and it turns into a snow-covered mountain in a blink of an eye. Wushouhe, which has been prosperous for another year, has finally entered the period of closure.

Although it was warm in the theatre, the smell was mixed. As soon as Shen Quji went out, she was sneezed by the smell of fresh snow mixed in the fresh air. She shrunk her shoulders and felt that there was some foul air in her lungs, so she sneezed. He simply abandoned the soft sedan and walked back on the snow all the way.

After the winter, the winery received more and more business, and the number of guests in Huaibi Tower also increased. As the year approached, the Shen family, old and young, were busier than each other.

Even though Wei Changan and Shen Quji were under the same roof, Ban Banzhizhi hadn't seen each other for nearly ten days, and they didn't even say a polite word.

But I don't know what happened today, when Wei Changan was sitting by the stove teaching Xiao Jintian how to write, Shen Que, who was wrapped in the wind and snow, pushed the door open and came in abruptly.

"Ah! Big brother!" Xiao Jintian threw down the pen in his hand with his eyes shining, and slid off the stool as soon as his stomach stretched out, and threw himself on Shen Qujiu: "Big brother hug..."

Shen Quji took off the cold clothes on his body and handed it to Jixiang who was beside him, then bent down and hugged the coquettish little person effortlessly, held her up high before hugging her again, the corners of his eyes and brows all receded After getting over the icy chill, he walked towards Wei Changan and asked, "What are you doing, huh?"

"Huahua." Xiao Jintian squeezed Shen Quji's ear with one hand, pointed at Wei Changan with the other, and stretched his legs to Wei Changan to hug him.

"Let me hug you for a while, Jin Tian, ​​be good." Shen Quji patted his sister on the back lightly, then sat down on the stool.

"Brother is cold." Xiao Jintian twisted his small body, thinking that Shen Quji's body was cold.

"You know the cold and the hot." Shen Quji grinned slightly, but still hugged the warm and soft little person in his arms and refused to let go. Little Jintian is like a small stove, necessary for heating .

Wei Changan poured a cup of hot tea, and pushed Shen Quji away without saying a word.Shen Quji was rubbing the ink stains on the back of Xiao Jintian's hands with her hands. After hearing the movement, she raised her eyes to look at Wei Changan, but the latter just lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes to avoid her sight.

The two of them were speechless for a while, only Xiao Jintian said something softly occasionally.

After dinner, Xiao Jintian was taken back to her own yard by the nanny. Wei Changan had a rare respectful and docile appearance, but he just continued to do what he was doing, looking for trouble if he had nothing to do, otherwise she really couldn't be so quiet. Stay with Shen Quji.

Seeing her alienated attitude, Shen Quji finally had no choice but to wash up and climb to bed early without saying a word.

I don't know how long it took, Shen Quji, who was tired all day, was just surrounded by heavy sleepiness, and when he was in a state of not wanting to move, the servant on duty knocked on the door outside.

Shen Quji didn't want to answer the person who knocked on the door.

After several knocks on the door, Wei Changan raised his head sideways from the bed.

She first glanced at Shen Quji who frowned slightly, and then asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"Go back to the young lady, the second lady is crying and insisting on looking for you and the young master."

Wei Changan pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and was hesitating for an answer, when the half-asleep person beside him suddenly sighed sullenly, and then the person slowly opened his eyes, and went out without saying a word to take his little aunt Jin Tian hugged him in.

Being woken up when he was about to fall asleep is actually a very annoying thing. Shen Quji put Xiao Jintian on the bed, even though his brows were furrowed, he didn't say anything with blame: " Shen Jintian, you don't sleep at night, did you come to play with me?"

Shen Quji and Wei Changan have always slept in separate quilts. At this moment, Xiao Jintian is sitting in the space between the quilts of Shen Quji and Wei Changan, lowering his head and struggling to push on the cotton socks on his feet. The little chubby was pulling the big red padded jacket on his body thoughtlessly, with a look of "I don't have time to talk to you", pouting his mouth and not answering Shen Quji.

After a long time, just when Wei Changan couldn't bear to reach out to help the little cutie take off the cotton-padded jacket, little sister Shen Jintian suddenly gave up struggling and threw herself into the arms of Wei Changan who was sitting on the bed, with two bags wrapped in her grape eyes. Poor grievance and helpless tears.

Wei Changan's heart melted instantly.

She simply helped Shen Jintian cutie off her padded jacket, trousers and cotton socks, and then Shen Jintian, who was as hot as a small stove, got into Wei Changan's quilt by himself.

"Brother, go to bed." Shen Jintian, who got into the warm bed, waved triumphantly to the person leaning on the bed with his arms folded, and said in a childish voice, "Brother, it's cold outside, go to sleep." As he said, little Jintian worked hard He gently lifted a corner of the quilt, signaling Shen Qu to come and sleep quickly.

Shen Quji felt that this little aunt, Shen Jintian, was specially sent by God to take care of her if she couldn't live a comfortable life. He really couldn't accept it!

Squinting his eyes and sighing deeply, Shen Quji was about to lift his quilt and prepare to lie down, when Aunt Shen Jintian spoke again in a timely manner.

She pulled the corner of the quilt with one hand, and patted the bed under the quilt with the other, with a serious and serious face: "Brother, you want to sleep here."

Shen Quji: "..."

...Little ancestor, I thought about it too, so don't make me envy you, okay?

Perhaps Wei Changan also felt something was wrong, she took a quick look at Shen Quji, and then pushed Shen Jintian under the quilt to sleep without saying a word.

Surrounded by the warmth of a small stove, Wei Changan, who is afraid of the cold, slept peacefully for the first time since the beginning of winter.

Before dawn the next day, when the winter mist that had drifted all night was exuding the final cold, Shen Qu quickly crawled up in the dark.

She lit a candle first, dressed by the faint candle light, and then carefully carried little Jintian out of Wei Changan's quilt. She had to hold him to pee, otherwise Wei Changan might be safe all night Then at dawn, get on the "boat" of Jin Tianpi.

Xiao Jintian put the water in very obediently, and Shen Quji gently put her back beside Wei Changan. As a result, the little guy rolled over comfortably and slumped into Wei Changan's arms. The feet kicked the quilt open.

"Oh, you are really the little ancestor himself..." Shen Quji sighed, knelt down on the bed with one knee, and leaned over to help Wei Changan tuck the quilt tightly.

The room was pitch black, and the angle of the flame from the big bean candle reflected Wei Changan's peaceful sleeping face, and Shen Quji's hand tucked in the corner couldn't help but stay on top of Wei Changan's profile.

This well-articulated hand didn't do anything out of bounds, it just closed the palm slightly so that it seemed to touch the warm face, and the slender fingers traced the line of Wei Changan's profile from a distance.

After a series of silent movements, the corners of the eyes of the owner of the hand curled up in satisfaction, as if he had done a great event.

Even though Shen Quji was greedy for this moment, he restrained himself and hurried out before Shen Pan knocked on the door.

After Shen Quji left, Wei Changan, who was sleeping peacefully, opened his eyes, and moved Xiao Jintian in his arms to a comfortable position in the dark. After closing his eyes again, although Wei Changan's eyelids were heavy, he was rolling There was no sleepiness in Fei's mind.

She was afraid of the cold when she was young, and every night when it was extremely cold in winter, she would pester her mother Wei Huangshi to sleep with her mother. He would stand by the bed with his hands clasped, looking at her with the same expression as Shen Quji did last night, but in the end everything went according to her because he doted on her.

It's just that her father's half-smiling and helpless appearance has been imprinted too deeply in her memory, and now it inexplicably coincides with Shen Quji, making Wei Changan difficult to calm down for a while.

Even though he knew that the future was uncertain, Wei Changan couldn't help but think about it—if one day she had a child of her own, when winter came, the house would be lit with warm charcoal and a blanket would be laid, and the child would sit on the blanket and sit on his own. Playing happily, she sat next to the child and watched the child laugh. The child's father...the child's father was sitting idle on the warm table next to him, either holding hot tea, or holding on to a book, with picturesque eyes...

Picturesque?

Wei Changan sighed, how could he think of such a word to describe Shen Quji...

Shen Quji?

Wei Changan sighed again, Shen Quji had made it clear that he didn't want her, why couldn't he let her go...

Can't let go?

Wei Changan sighed three times, he never picked it up because of wishful thinking, why would he put it down now...

It really shouldn't be.

……

Besides, Shen Quji, after waking up early in the morning, went to Huaibi Tower in a hurry without taking a bite of food. It was about to enter the twelfth lunar month, and the busiest of all the business of the Shen family was Huaibi Tower.

It's past lunch time when I'm busy.

It was already past noon when Shen Pan came in with a bowl of Yangchun noodles. Shen Quji, who was clinging to chopsticks, had just picked up a piece of tofu and put it in his mouth, when the voice of the front shopkeeper Bai came from outside.

"Young master, the master sent someone to look for it, and wants you to go back immediately with the account book."

Shen Qu cast a puzzled look at Shen Pan who was waiting aside, then she put down her chopsticks, turned around and picked up the thick ledger on the desk, and left Huaibi Tower full of doubts.

What Ling Shen Quji never imagined was that the piece of tofu she ate just now would be the only thing she ate from last night until today's day.

The Shen family's big study——

Shen Lian's head hurts more and more——Quji has become more and more disobedient to discipline in recent years, and she often disobeys her wishes both openly and secretly. I don't know when he even learned Shen Shusheng's point of "clearly revealing one thing and secretly concealing another." "The little trick is really useless!

Shen Quji's thoughts are completely different from those of her mother - she already has her own independent cognition and judgment. Many of her mother's actions are too arbitrary. The objection is that my mother is arbitrarily authoritative and says nothing, but I am already 22 years old, and I don't want to be bound by my mother all the time.

Two stubborn people disagree, and it is inevitable to have another dispute.

Shen Lian propped his hands on the edge of the desk, resisting the pain of being torn in his head, and said word by word: "The last question...the six hundred catties of cooked peanuts originally planned by the back chef, why did you let people buy raw peanuts?" ?”

The eyebrows that were injured by the mother's misuse of the teacup were still bleeding, some blood coagulated into blood beads, slid down the skin texture and stuck to the eyelashes, Shen Quji blinked, his vision was a little blurred: "... Cooked peanuts are 25 Wen a catty, raw peanuts are [-] Wen a catty, and the oil for frying peanuts is grown on Zhuangzi. However, it is convenient to give the three taels of silver to the back kitchen as a year-end reward, not to mention that the back kitchen master Guan said..."

"Enough!" Shen Lian finally interrupted her son impatiently. She patted the table and lowered her head even more: "I told you to buy cooked peanuts, so just buy cooked peanuts. Where did all these things come from?" Excuses...adding trouble...Usually, I don't care about the things you change without permission. This year...this year, the family will rely on the Huaibi Tower to enter and earn money...you will be able to make decisions when you grow up and your wings are hardened. ...Forget it, let the business be handed over to Shopkeeper Bai first, and you can kneel at your father's place by yourself, without me, without my consent, you can't get up, go down..."

The corners of Shen Quji's eyes narrowed into a stubborn and mocking smile—the mother just used the matter of buying peanuts to pursue her for not being restrained—oh, the dignified Shen family, what is a few hundred catties of peanuts? It's all about tightening the rope on Shen Quji's body through this trivial matter, heh.

……

After hearing that her mother-in-law and Shen Quji had a dispute in the big study, Wei Changan was already waiting outside, and not long after, Shen Quji was seen hurrying from the big study to the small ancestral hall with his head down.

Not long after Shen Quji left, Fu Que sent someone to find Dr. Dong—the Patriarch, Shen Lian, had another headache.

Shen Quji didn't know that this dispute would cause her mother's old illness to relapse, so she knelt in front of her father Chu Zhongding's memorial tablet, closed her eyes and silently recited the Shurangama Sutra in her heart like when she was punished to kneel.

When it comes to the sentence "People are as dusty as dust in the world, why bother to stick to love and hate and compare your heart with pain", Shen Quji couldn't catch up with the following scriptures.

The author has something to say: Shen Quji: Peach Blossom Peach Blossom, I was beaten by my mother

Wei Chang'an: Oh, it's okay, Yu Nian said that you have rough skin and thick flesh, and you are resistant to manufacturing.

Shen Quji (gritting teeth): ...Shen Yunian!

Shen Yunian (looking up at the sky): Hey, Shen Jinnian, look, there are birds!

No.: Concession (2)

Sometimes Shen Quji would think - what did the mother treat her own child as?

A tool that helps her do this and that, only obeys her orders, and must not have a mind of her own?

It is naturally more convenient to act as a "son", but after one lie is told, it will be covered by thousands of lies. I have lived in fear these years, but she still doesn't know what her mother's actions are. What a profound meaning!

She was declared a son from birth, and when she was six years old, she was given a decoction, leaving her uterus where she could have had children. It completely changed her from "Shen Jinnian" to "Shen Quji"——turned her from a little girl into an unisex monster!

No, no, no, in Shen Quji's memory, she has always been just her mother's son, whether it is "Shen Jinnian" or "Shen Quji", she has always been just her mother's son, a son, not a daughter, never no!

Why does mother do this?Is it because you hate your daughter?

But the mother loves her daughter very much!

——She can pamper Shen Yunian to the point where she won't pick the moon if she wants the stars. Even Jin Tian, ​​the daughter of her stepfather Shen Shusheng, who was born drunk and slept with the maid in the mother's room, can be raised by her mother, even spoiled to the point of It's as if it's out of the way.

——But such a mother just treats her so badly!She always makes demands that are incomprehensibly harsh, beating, scolding and punishing her are commonplace, and her mother never even smiled at her...

Forget it, this is not the first time Shen Quji has thought about this problem, anyway, he couldn't figure out why in the end, so it's better not to bother.

I don't know how long it has passed, and after feeling hungry, Shen Quji closed her eyes and slowly opened her eyes. She looked back and forth on the altar table, then leaned over and reached out to turn over and pinch the offerings on the altar table one by one. .

Except for the fruits that are no longer fresh on the table, the cakes and other things that can be eaten are cold, hard and inedible. The person in a bad mood knelt back in a state of depression—I don’t know how long the offerings have not been replaced with fresh ones. ——The servant is lazy, what is mother up to lately?Even the servants in the family dare to be so loose...

It was dark and early in the winter, and the white candles on the altar had been burning more than half an hour before the door of the small ancestral hall was pushed open from the outside.

It was Wei Chang'an, she walked in with a food box in one hand and a small bundle in the other, feeling cold all over her body.

Shen Quji, who was kneeling on the cattail mat, subconsciously raised her hand to wipe away the blood that had dried up at the end of her eyebrows. Then she put one hand on the ground and pressed the cattail mat with the other, and turned halfway to look at Wei Changan.

Because she hadn't spoken for a long time, Shen Quji's voice was dry and hoarse. She frowned and asked, "Why did you come here? Does mother know you're here?"

"Aunt Fu Que asked me to come here," Wei Changan was afraid that Shen Quji would be stubborn and refused to eat, so he put the things in his hand to Shen Quji's side, and deliberately diverted the conversation: "The shopkeeper Bai told Shen Pan The things that were handed over to you were said to be for you to review, so I brought them for you, even the pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Shen Quji was always concentrating on doing things, she raised her hand to take over the ledger, flipped through the ledger without raising her head and said, "Light me two more lamps."

The dimly lit small ancestral hall is really not suitable for viewing things, but there is no way, Shen Quji has such a habit-the matter of the day must be resolved on the same day, and it is rarely delayed until tomorrow.

"I also brought you food," Wei Changan lit a candle and placed it beside Shen Quji.

Shen Quji looked through today's accounts by the light, and Wei Changan brought the food box over and put it on the other side of Shen Quji: "It was sent to Xinyixuan by Yu Nian, and she said she made it herself..."

Wei Changan felt that it was not suitable for her to recount the following words.

"...Make cakes with my own hands... Congratulations on being fined to kneel?" Shen Quji raised his head from the ledger while talking.

The person's brows and eyes faded from their original coldness and indifference in the dim yellow candlelight, and the corners of her mouth tried to lift up, but failed, instead it turned into a faint wry smile: "This stinking girl... She did all of this? "

Shen Quji looked down at the food in the food box, finally picked up a piece of fried octopus, looked at it carefully, and started to eat it indiscriminately.

Sure enough, they were brothers and sisters. The elder brother knew what the younger sister would say and do without guessing. Wei Changan squatted aside with a smile, and brought out a small bowl of rice porridge: "Eat slowly, there are fish bones."

"Yeah..." Shen Quji nodded with his mouth closed, and lifted his sleeves towards Wei Changan, and motioned to Wei Changan with his eyes—take out the handkerchief from my sleeve, and I'll use it to spit out fishbone use.

Wei Changan took out a neatly folded brown square scarf from Shen Quji's sleeve, hesitated for a moment, then handed his own silk handkerchief to Shen Quji's mouth: "Use this."

The man with his hands and mouth covered with the sauce was stunned for a moment, then biting the silk handkerchief in Wei Changan's hand with some embarrassment, he spit out the fish meat chewed on the fishbone in his mouth.

"...give it to me, me, I'll take it myself..." Shen Quji pursed his lips, seemed to hesitate for a while, and finally threw away the set of gentlemanly rules for others to see, and simply stretched out his hand to take the handkerchief Received it in my hand, and asked Wei Changan while eating: "Have you eaten?...Would you like to try it?"

I don't know what Shen Quji reminded Wei Changan of what Shen Quji looked like, but she couldn't help but let out a chuckle, her eyebrows and eyes were raised, and the dimple on her lips was also faintly visible.

Shen Quji was stunned for a moment, and after realizing her gaffe, she pursed her lips, her ears turned red - she was just too hungry.

Wei Changan lowered his eyes, suppressed a smile, and turned his head uncomfortably.

Hezhou City is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the cold northwest wind is blocked by mountains in winter. After half a circle of cold air, it will flow into Hezhou City with the humidity from the Wushou River. It can even freeze beggars on the street to death, not to mention the gloomy small ancestral hall that is usually not popular.

Wei Changan's ears and nose were red from the cold, she rubbed her hands and knelt on the cattail mat beside her, quietly waiting for Shen Quji to calculate the last account.

Finally, after Shen Quji stamped the account book with her private seal, she found that the remaining ink on the small inkstone on the ground had frozen, and the small black ice surface was reflecting the orange-red ink beside it. One bean candle.

"Okay, let's go back." After putting away the seal, Shen Quji subconsciously pulled Wei Changan's hand with the other hand because he was holding the ledger in one hand.

The hand that was about to pull Wei Changan realized that it was not right when it reached halfway, and the man picked up the food box that Wei Changan put in her hand like a gentleman, tried his best to hide it, and said, "It's a terrible day today. It's so cold."

With that said, Shen Quji supported the food box and stood up slowly. For a moment, her legs and feet were stiff and numb.

"Is it time for the punishment to kneel?" Wei Changan asked.

She was worried about Shen Quji—this person who seemed to be well-behaved but actually had nothing out of the ordinary—she was worried that this person would have conflicts with his mother again because of this.

However, Shen Quji waved his hand nonchalantly, and told her what true fearlessness is: "Whatever it is, just make up your mind, let's go..." After saying that, the man turned around and left.

Not allowing Wei Changan to help him, not allowing Shen Pan to help him, Shen Quji, who was walking all the way with stiff knees, looked like an old man in his twilight years.

Wei Changan just followed behind cautiously in case Shen Quji would fall, alas, I don't know who this person is competing with.

/ / /

Wei Changan did not expect that Aunt Fuqu would come to Xinyixuan to deliver medicine to Shen Quji in person—the dispute in the big study that day, Shen practiced so much that he threw the teacup, and the fragments from the teacup fell to the ground, accidentally scratching Shen Qujiu. Shen Quji's eyebrows, and Shen Quji's knees were also swollen that night.

Looking at Shen Quji, who has the same personality as Shen Lian in front of her—who has always only been angry with herself, Fu Que sighed heavily, her eyes full of distress and concern: "Quji, in fact, reducing the number of cooking pots is a matter of your mother. It's not that you won't agree, but you should discuss it with her in advance."

"I just mentioned this matter to her before, and she vetoed it before I finished speaking," Shen Quji sat at the round table, his half-drooped eyelids perfectly covered the stubbornness inherited from Shen Lian in his eyes : "Four years ago, she handed over everything about cooking pots to me. Now I know the situation of cooking pots at home best. Of course, I have my own considerations, but what is the situation now? Aunt Fuqu, do you know—— As long as I don't think the same as hers, she will completely deny me without saying a word, then she should just find a steward to help her take care of the pot, and even if I am disobedient, I dare to confront her Somebody in charge of the pot?"

Let me be a puppet who just wants to be obedient?Don't even think about it!

Shen Quji's last words almost came out from between his teeth, and Wei Changan couldn't help but breathe lightly, this was the first time she saw Shen Quji angry, Wei Changan felt distressed and helpless, this person surnamed Shen Ah, he suppressed his anger so much!

——He doesn't yell at the top of his voice like ordinary men, nor does he quarrel with others with a blushing face and a thick neck. He just has a sullen face, half-drooped eyelids, a cold tone, and frowns.

"Quji," Fu Que patted Shen Quji's forearm lightly, speaking in a soft tone that Shen Quji was all too familiar with: "You and your mother are facing different things, and the things you have to consider are naturally different. , you are in charge of the cooking pot and the Huaibi building, but your mother is in charge of the entire Shen family... Naturally, she needs to think wider, deeper, and farther than you do. You see, you refuse Feng Didn't your mother say nothing?"

Shen Quji refused to accept: "She will agree because it has nothing to do with the interests of the Shen family!"

Fu Que was still very patient: "It's not that it's irrelevant, but that it's about you two brothers and sisters..."

……

After adding charcoal to the stove in the room, Wei Changan quietly exited the study.

The two people in Xinyixuan's study room were still talking about each other, Wei Changan put on a trench coat, and carried Xiao Jintian who had just been brought over by the nanny to his sister-in-law Shen Yunian.

Because Shen Quji refused to marry Feng's family and refused to let Shen Yunian marry Feng Bancheng as a continuation, Shen Yunian, who was full of longing but finally shattered, came to the present with Shen Quji in one breath. The relationship between the two is worse than the passers-by who pass by on the road.

"Sister-in-law, you are here." Shen Yunian, who was sitting at the piano table, pointed back at the room casually, his big eyes never leaving the piano score in front of him: "You sit however you want, I'll be fine in a while..."

Wei Changan sat in front of the table, Caiwei, Shen Yunian's close maid, immediately poured hot tea, and Wei Changan put the heavy little brocade on the ground, and the little guy came upside down with his short legs like a ball Arrived in front of Shen Yunian.

"Sister, play the piano~" Shen Jintian stood on tiptoe, grabbed Shen Yunian's arm, stretched his neck to look at the things on the piano table.

Wei Changan hurriedly brought back the increasingly mischievous little man, and attracted Xiao Jintian with a piece of plum cake: "Your sister Yu Nian is playing the piano, don't make trouble, come, eat a piece of plum cake."

"...Sweet!" After taking a bite of the plum cake, Xiao Jintian stretched out the plum cake that was stained with her saliva and missing a piece to Wei Changan's mouth: "Sister-in-law (eat), sweet."

Wei Changan: "Okay, sister-in-law, try..."

Shen Jintian pointed at the peach cake with the other hand: "I want (eat) this."

"Okay, eat this." Wei Changan nodded Jintian's little nose, this child probably wanted to eat peach blossom cakes, so he gave her the plum blossom cake that he took a bite of, what a clever little ghost.

Shen Yunian gently closed the piano score, and the frown that had been frowning finally eased away. She turned around from the stool and asked Wei Changan abruptly: "Sister-in-law, did that bastard Shen Jinnian say he was ready?" When are you going to have a baby?"

Wei Changan couldn't help but apply a little force on the fingers holding the peach blossom cake, and the pretty peach blossom cake was broken into several pieces in her hand.

She hastily put the broken peach blossom cakes into the small plate in front of her, a look of panic and embarrassment flashed in her eyes: "...This, this has to be fate, fate."

The sharp-eyed and sensitive Shen Yunian caught something in a blink of an eye. She asked the nanny to hold Jintian down, and then waved away the maids and women in the room. Then she lowered her voice and asked Wei Changan: "Sister-in-law, is that Shen Jinnian?" Did the bastard bully you?"

Even though Shen Yunian was Shen Quji's biological sister and Wei Changan's sister-in-law, Wei Changan still felt that Yu Nian knew about the matter between himself and Shen Quji and was told so bluntly by Yu Nian—in fact, it was a matter that made people feel sad. It's an embarrassing thing for people, but Shen Yunian didn't notice it.

Wei Changan denied it: "Your brother never bullied me, he treats me... really good."

It's not that Shen Yunian is ignorant of the abruptness of what she just said, if she doesn't say it, how can the relationship between brother and sister-in-law be eased?

So, she grinned, looked at Wei Changan with an expression of "it's strange to believe you", and after a moment of silence, she squinted her eyes and said puzzledly: "That's not right either! That bastard has been thinking about you for so many years, Now that I finally got you, he still doesn't..."

"Heart, heart and mind?" Wei Changan couldn't help interrupting Shen Yunian's words. She was a little confused by Shen Yunian's words, and suddenly something bumped in her heart, and she felt a little pain: "What are you thinking about? Why so many years? Yu Nian, what are you talking about?"

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No.: Concession (3)

Wei Changan returned to Xinyixuan from Shen Yunian in a daze, and his servants reported that the young master had led Shen Pan to Shibalipu.

At some point in the sky, heavy snow fell. Wei Changan sat in the room, staring at Shen Quji's daily items in a daze.

……

Shen Quji had only mentioned a few words to his mother Shen Lian about the idea of ​​reducing the cooking pot, but the news spread to Shibalipu somehow. Fire up the guys on the burner for a batch.

I don't know who spread the rumors that the Shen family's business had a big problem, which alarmed the government, and the Shen family was likely to decline, so they began to reduce their business and shrink their wings.

In addition, Master Bao, the oldest among the cooking pot masters, was dismissed a while ago, and the guys on the cooking pot were finally encouraged, and began to work restlessly at the critical point of serving the wine.

The steward, old Chen, couldn't hold back the situation, so he had to invite Shen Quji.

After Shen Quji came to Shibalipu, she didn't rush to take any measures. She just led Shen Pan back and forth among the remaining 29 cooking pots.

Seeing the young master's appearance, the guys all wanted to go forward to ask a few questions, but they hesitated to speak because they saw the young master's complexion.

In the end, he had to give up resentfully.

During the half-hour break, a guy asked the pot cooker to go to the young master's house to ask about laying off the guys. As a result, all the pot cookers returned without success, and the guys became more and more uneasy.

When eating at noon, the boss who whetted the appetite so much that the guys didn't know what to eat finally showed up at the place where the guys were eating.

The 29 pot-burning masters and fellows, nearly [-] people, surrounded Shen Quji at once when they saw Shen Quji in the tunic. At first, no one made a sound, and I don’t know who shouted "Dark!" "Young Master", the guys rushed towards Shen and chirped like frightened house sparrows one by one.

Shen Quji was still unhurried and indifferent, she came to the rice cooker and took a bowl, asked the rice cooker to make two bowls of noodles, after pouring the brine, Shen Quji gave Shen Pan a bowl, He just calmly came to the dining table and sat down to eat under the watchful eyes of all the guys.

Finally, a black man couldn't hold back any longer. He pushed aside the crowd, went straight to sit down opposite Shen Quji, and put the rice bowl in his hand on the table. The burning pot was destroyed, and Master Bao left. They all said that the Shen family will no longer be in the business of brewing wine. I would like to ask you to give me a hearty word today. If you really plan to fire us, I, Xiongshan, can make preparations in advance. I went there when I was recruiting elsewhere, and we all do our best, and I still have a mother and children to support at home, so I have to make long-term plans."

Shen Quji listened carefully to the words of the black man Xiongshan, and then did not say a word. He just mixed the noodles in the bowl carefully with chopsticks, and ate a few mouthfuls indiscriminately. She probably meant it. hungry.

Seeing Shen Quji eating in the same pot with his fellows, Old Steward Chen sighed heavily and shook his head again—his eldest and young boss is just like his boss, he has no airs, doesn't show off, and treats them as human beings— —Where can I find such a boss? Why do the guys on the cooking pot still have to push their feet and don't know what to do? !

"Eldest young master!" Xiong Shan was impatient, and he couldn't bear Shen Quji's mild-mannered young master's temper the most. He put his hands on the edge of the table, and said in a rather aggressive tone, "You should just say something!"

Hearing this, Shen Quji put down his chopsticks, wiped the marinade on his mouth with his hands, and then raised his eyes to look at the people around her.

She raised her eyebrows, and her smooth and smooth voice was particularly weighty among the anxious fellows, and she said loudly: "This summer, the Shen family's old cooking pot was destroyed by someone, and everyone present must know about it. , but the old boiler was destroyed, and there were more than a dozen guys at once, did I ever fire them?"

Except for Master Bao, the young master's family didn't dismiss anyone—all the anxious people lowered their heads amidst the questioning, no one dared to answer the young master's words, and even Xiongshan avoided Shen Quji's gaze.

Shen Quji didn't really question anyone, she picked up a bunch of uncut meat slices with her chopsticks and put them in Xiongshan's rice bowl, her expression was as gentle as usual, but there was an unquestionable suspicion in her dark eyes. The cold makes people feel inexplicably timid: "I said it four years ago when I took over the cooking pot - in the Shenjia Laojiao, everyone who has money earns it together. You say, in the past four years, I Shen Quji has never missed this sentence." talk?"

Steward Chen handed over his hand: "Young Master, the master promises everything, and has never treated everyone badly."

Shen Quji: "But you—now you're giving up drinking at the end of the year because of some gossip you heard somewhere. I never said that I would fire my clerk, but you're going to make me believe it—you're about to It's time to pick up the wine, and the Shen family winery took money from the guests but couldn't give them the wine they asked for, so you are forcing me to fire you."

Shen Quji's words hit Xiongshan's worries, and Xiongshan was about to burst into anger.

He slapped his palm on the table, and the rough pottery rice bowl was rattled a few times, and he said loudly: "Okay! What I'm waiting for is the words from the young master! The Shen family treats me very well, as long as It’s not that Shen’s Shaoguo doesn’t want me, Xiongshan, and Xiongshan will work wholeheartedly for the young master’s family!”

The old housekeeper Chen next to him is almost suspicious of his life for more than 50 years-he has worked as a steward for many cooking pots, but he has never seen any guys who dare to find trouble for the owner like this, let alone any The owner of the family, like the Shen family, treats the servants as human beings!

Steward Chen sighed secretly—it should be done!It's time for the Shen family's business to prosper and make a lot of money!

……

Because of the heavy snowfall, it was already dark when Shen Quji returned to Shen's house from Shibalipu.

Before the cold-hearted person had time to drink hot tea, someone came from Shen Xiren's yard, saying that the old master invited the young master to come over.

"I'll go with you." Wei Changan took the cold clothes from Shen Pan and put them on for Shen Quji: "After returning, I will go to the main courtyard again. My mother has a headache, and it got worse in the afternoon. Doctor Dong is now Still at home."

Shen Quji lowered his eyes and watched Wei Changan tie the cold clothes for her, he was silent, and finally said "yes".

In fact, Shen Xiren doesn't understand business, all he cares about is wine making, whenever he hears that the guys on the cooking pot are causing trouble, Shen Xiren gets angry for no reason——

Those poor ghosts can't treat them well. You gave them one and they still want two from you, but Qujiu gave them such a good treatment. Look, it turned out to be the opposite?What kind of bullshit is popular, only money can be relied on!

Shen Quji didn't want to say anything more to his grandfather.

Apart from making wine, being stingy and greedy for money, and doting on his grandson, the grandfather didn't understand anything else, but he was so free that he liked to give advice on the business of the winery.

As a "grandson", Shen Quji couldn't say anything else, she could only sit by the stove, holding hot wine, warming the fire, listening respectfully to her grandfather's teachings as she did in the past ten years.

Shen Xiren was still explaining to Shen Quji the true meaning of the four words "people's hearts are hard to satisfy" earnestly and earnestly, but Shen Quji's thoughts couldn't help but float up——

Both myself and my mother thought about finding a wife for the old man who had been widowed for more than 20 years, but they were all rejected by the old man. The family still has to take care of the family's food and drink, and has to give her monthly money for her expenses every month. In addition, they have to walk with the woman's family members during the New Year's Day, which is a waste of money.

Shen Quji couldn't help sighing, heh, if everything in the family was done according to his grandfather's wishes, it would be a waste of others to give them the evaluation of Shen's family as "the family is rich".

……

After finally getting away from the old man, when Shen Quji and Wei Changan came to the main courtyard of the Shen family where his mother lived, Shen Quji's stepfather, Shen Shusheng, was also there.

Shen Shusheng also just came back from running business in other places. When he heard that Shen Lian was ill, out of face, he hesitated and chose to come and have a look at the first time.

Except for things related to business, Shen Shusheng had nothing to say to Shen Lian at first, after a few words about business matters, when Shen Quji came, Shen Shusheng returned to his own Siguiyuan.

Shen Lian leaned against the bed, her face was a little pale, after she motioned Shen Quji and Wei Changan to sit down, she said to Shen Quji slowly: "Since you are in charge of the cooking pot now, you don't need to worry about it. Whatever Weng says, you don't have to worry about it."

Shen Quji cupped his hands: "I know."

Shen Lian leaned back: "Qubing's father had trouble meeting Shen Youtu in Xuzhou, so he lent him 500 taels of silver for the sake of helping our family protect the winery. Remember to ask for the money back later, their family will default on others, whether it is favors or money."

Shen Lian also wanted to ask, go and hurt me, I accidentally hurt you when I was angry and threw a teacup that day, how are you feeling better now? ——However, Shen Lian's always tough style made it impossible for her to speak such soft and caring words.

"I've made a note, my son. Uncle Sheng lent 500 taels to Shen Youtu." Shen Qu cupped his hands briefly, a little absent-minded.

Shen Lian didn't seem to notice Shen Quji's absent-mindedness, so she turned to Wei Changan and said, "It's almost the end of the new year, and I've been ill all the time. This year's family matters will be handled by you... With Fu's help, you should be ready to take over the family affairs earlier, and I will..."

"Mother," Shen Quji suddenly interrupted Shen Lian.

Shen Lian: "Huh?"

Shen Qu quickly turned his big black pearl-like eyeballs, and pondered: "Since I offended the Feng family, why don't you just tell Yu Nian about my husband's family earlier? She is not young anymore, and if she delays, she will really succeed." Nobody wants an old girl."

Sitting next to Shen Quji, Wei Changan breathed a sigh of relief secretly, his heart was as sweet as honey - didn't you see it?At this time, the surname Shen threw Yu Nian out as a shield, it was all smoke/fog/bombs deliberately thrown out to prevent her Wei Changan from worrying about family affairs!

Wei Chang'an pursed his mouth and bit his lower lip with his front teeth, hee hee, Shen still understands her.

Shen Lian really followed Shen Quji's words and changed the subject: "Since your great-grandmother passed away, I have become more and more aware that I have more energy than I can do in terms of actions and thoughts. As for Yu Nian's marriage... you, the eldest brother, will pay more attention to it." some."

Shen Quji frowned: "Yu Nian, that stinky girl is now stuck in Feng Bancheng's pit and can't get out. She would rather fight with me than let go and find another good family to marry. What you said really makes the child a little bit Embarrassed..."

"Why don't I try to talk to her?" Wei Changan finally spoke slowly under the strong gaze of Aunt Fu Que. She looked at Shen Quji and said, "Although Yu Nian is angry with you, but he is more or less willing to be with you." If I say something, why don't you let me talk to her?"

Shen Quji didn't make a sound for a long time, she just pursed her lips, half-closed her eyes, and looked at Wei Changan in disbelief. At this time, only Shen Quji knew that Wei Changan's inadvertent sentence of "Master" was given to her. What kind of turbulent emotions have been brought about.

But she still had to do her best to suppress it, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

Did you know that Shen Quji's heartbeat stopped for a moment with Wei Changan's words of "Sang Gong", and his entire chest felt hollowed out for a moment, but what followed after the excitement was only so thick that it couldn't be worse. Shame and embarrassment—

How could she, Shen Quji, be worthy of Wei Changan calling her "Sanggong"!She can't afford...

The complex emotions in Shen Quji's eyes were naturally seen by Wei Changan.

Wei Changan lowered his eyelids, and tightly grasped his own palm with his hands in his sleeves - she was reckless and presumptuous, how could she, an outsider, meddle in other people's family affairs?What's more, it's a lifelong event...

"That's okay," Shen Lian cleared his throat, breaking the inexplicable silence between the "couple": "Then I'll be in trouble."

After chatting a few other words, Shen Lian sent Shen Quji and Wei Changan away.

After the "son" and "daughter-in-law" left, Shen Lian took the hot towel handed by Fu Que to wipe his face, and sighed with a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Go to that heartless little white-eyed wolf, heh, he still knows how to hurt his wife." ..."

"Look at what you said," Fu Que looked at Shen Lian with a smile on her face, "Whose daughter-in-law doesn't know how to feel distressed, don't you think so?"

"That's not necessarily true!" After wiping his face, Shen Lian handed back the hot cloth to Fu Que, laying down on the bed, complaining with difficulty, his eyes were sly: "Oh...I'm so tired, my back hurts... It's such a bad day, tsk... my head hurts too... it's really uncomfortable..."

Fu Que's face turned red all of a sudden—this damn ghost, after so many years, he still speaks so openly!

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No.: Concession (4)

Shen Shusheng was originally a butcher.

He knows very well that he has no skills or brains, and only by following Shen Lian faithfully can he be popular and drink hot food, so in the past ten years or so, he has really followed Shen Lian's lead.

But when he found out that his own son had secretly tampered with the account books of the Shen Family Tea House, Shen Shusheng, who had always been up to no good, hesitated for the first time.

After all, Shen Shusheng is a dignified five-foot man. Although he has tried his best to cover up his "eating soft food" with eating, drinking and enjoying himself, he will still suffer from being chewed too much by others. Two effects.

Sometimes he would also ask himself - I, Shen Shusheng, have devoted myself to their Shen family for more than ten years. When that boy Shen Quji becomes the master of the family, will he give me the same glory and wealth as now?Will he let me continue to spend money like water?Will he still trust me like his mother?

——Even though I treat that boy Shen Quji better than my own son, I know that that brat never treats me like a father!

——I'm already forty and three, how many years do I have left?If I don't fight for some family property for myself and my own son, will I really have a future?

——No, everything is a word "no", which is unknowable, unpredictable, and cannot be forced!So all I can do now is to turn a blind eye and close one eye?No, no, my own son may not be trustworthy, perhaps Shen Xiren's old man is right, money is the most secure thing to hold in one's own hands!

So, a thin account book transcribed in three copies was quietly sent from the Shen family tea house to the place where they should appear in the middle of the night when the moon was bright, windy, thin, snowy and silvery.

Shen Lian was overjoyed when he got the small ledger - after waiting for so long, the bastards finally made a move.

Shen Quji frowned—after all, his surname is Shen, is he really going to come to this point in the end?

……

The weather was sunny and the winter sun was shining brightly. Although the sun still didn’t feel warm on the body, the warm light still made people feel good. There was not much snow on the road. Shen Quji took his younger sister Shen Jintian When they went out for shopping, Wei Changan naturally followed him.

Tsk, only Shen Pan knows that the young master actually brought Miss Jintian out under the pretext of taking the young lady out to relax!The young master is like this, he doesn't say anything, he just does things silently, this kind of temperament is a disadvantage, Shen Pan just looks at it and does it anxiously...

Recently, Wei's class had a new play "The Female Consort", Wei Chang'an had always wanted to see it, so Shen Quji was the first to bring her and Jin Tian to the theater.

A clerk came to lure Shen Quji to the private room she often reserved, but Shen Quji met a boss surnamed Wu who had dealt with business at the stairs.

Boss Wu smiled and cupped hands with Shen Quji: "Your brother is so elegant, are you bringing your wife and daughter to watch the show together?"

There was a faint smile on Shen Quji's face, her indifferent appearance showed the elegance of a gentleman to perfection, she nodded: "Brother Wu was joking, this is my wife and younger sister, but brother Wu has a happy event coming recently, Brother Yu is busy with business, so I haven't had time to come to the door to congratulate him in person in the future!"

Wei Chang'an, who was following Shen Quji, didn't know what happy event this "Brother Wu" had recently. He saw the man surnamed Wu laughing loudly and exchanging greetings with Shen Quji in a loud voice. Only then reluctantly said goodbye to Shen Quji.

The private room often reserved by the young master of the Shen family is on the second floor, facing the tall stage outside. Wei Changan sat in a chair and looked around, sighing: "There is still such a place in the Liyuan! The surname is Shen. Yes, you really know how to choose!"

"Haven't you been to the theater before?" Shen Quji familiarly untied Xiao Jintian's thick smock, and quietly raised his head to glance at Wei Changan.

Wei Changan stood up, took a few steps forward, lay on the fence in front of him and looked down: "I only came here once before, and I sneaked in with my elder brother and second brother. They came upstairs to meet friends, so I just came here." Listen to the play below,"

Wei Changan raised his head and thought for a while, and added: "At that time, it was Wei Jiaban's "Qin Xianglian", but I was dragged away by my brother before I finished listening." She turned her head and went to Shen Quji Yingying smiled, and even a pair of big eyes curved into crescent moons with a smile.

Shen Quji's long eyelashes drooped, and he blurted out: "Then you can watch a show today, and I will bring you back when you want to watch a show."

"Big brother, bang bang!" Xiao Jintian heard the sound of gongs and cymbals from the stage, and slid off Shen Qujiu's legs as soon as she stretched out her stomach. She ran to Wei Changan's side waving her little arms, Like my sister-in-law, she hugged the fence and looked outside.

Wei Changan looked down at the pink and cute little Jintian at his feet, but in the end he couldn't agree to Shen Quji's words just now.

Soon, the play started on the stage——

"...to save Li Lang from his home, who would have expected to be number one in the imperial list..."

Feng Suzhen, a lady from the magistrate of Miaozhou, fell in love with the poor scholar Li Zhaoting. Feng Shaoqing, the prefect, disagreed and persecuted the scholar Li Zhaoting with power. Was recruited by the emperor to be the prince's son-in-law...

For some reason, Wei Changan clearly tasted a different taste in "The Female Son-in-law" changed by Wei's class——

Princess Tianxiang fell in love with her concubine Feng Shaomin, and Feng Suzhen, whose pseudonym was "Feng Shaomin", was clearly...

Thinking of this, Wei Changan subconsciously turned his head to look at the seat next to him. On the seat over there, the person who was sitting there leaning with his legs crossed and graceful, left without knowing when.

Ji Xiang who was waiting at the side stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Miss, uncle said that he is going out for a while and will be back soon."

Xiao Jintian stood behind the fence and babbled and imitated the actors on the stage to sing. Wei Changan responded to Jixiang with a casual "Oh", but for some reason there was a bleak sense of loss in his bright eyes.

When a scene was about to end, Shen Quji calmly returned to the private room, holding two sugar figurines in her hands, one for Jin Tian and one for Wei Changan.

"I don't like to eat this," Wei Chang'an kept her eyes on the stage, and she waved her hand at Shen Quji casually: "Eat it yourself, or give it to Jin Tian."

Shen Quji raised his eyebrows: "I didn't let you eat."

Wei Changan finally pulled his attention back from the stage: "What?"

Shen Quji didn't speak, just raised his chin to Xiao Jintian beside him with a smile - but he saw Second Miss Shen squatting on the ground with a sugar figurine in the shape of Zhu Bajie, playing happily.

Wei Changan: "..." Shen Quji, you childish ghost!

After a play, there was constant applause from outside, but Wei Changan sat in a chair secretly blushing——

The ending of the opera is that Princess Tianxiang drank the water of forgetting love and completely forgot all the past. Feng Shaomin returned to Miaozhou in exchange for his daughter, and returned to Miaozhou alone with years of past memories and entanglement with pain.

A few years later, when they met again when the sky was full of snow, Feng Suzhen could only get Princess Tianxiang to say "Girl, you look so familiar".

Wei Changan's heart felt sad for a moment, her eyes became more sore, she could only turn her head away in a panic.

Jixiang carried Miss Jintian out of the private room with considerable discernment.

Shen Quji naturally also noticed Wei Changan's strangeness, but she hesitated for a moment, her knuckles were already white from pinching, Ren Que finally sat there without moving.

After a long time, the cheers and applause outside the private room had subsided again, before Wei Changan sniffed, picked up the sugar figurine that Shen Quji had stuck on the corner of the table, and took a bite.

"...so sweet!" Wei Changan said.

Shen Quji seemed to have something to say, but the man gritted his back molars, showing the faint occlusal muscles on his thin side face a few times, but he still didn't say a word in the end.

"Let's go." Wei Changan stood up, straightened the corners of his clothes, and looked at Shen Quji's eyes that still had moisture that had not completely dissipated: "Jin Tian will come to us soon."

Shen Quji nodded, took out an ingot of silver from his body and put it on the corner of the table, then followed Wei Changan out of the theater without saying a word.

Just now, under the pretext of bringing Wei Changan to Liyuan to watch a play, Shen Quji met a few people unknowingly. After meeting those people, Shen Quji immediately decided to go to the Shen family tea house in the south of the city.

There was a temple fair in the south of the city, and it was so lively that Wei Changan could wipe away the desolation of watching the theater just now.

But the happiest thing is Shen Jintian. It is probably nature for children to love excitement. Although the little guy is hugged by Shen Quji, but because of Shen Quji's height, the little guy leans towards him whenever he sees the excitement. Where is the body going.

Now she saw someone blowing fire over there again, so she shook her short legs and held Shen Quji's collar and said that she wanted to watch someone blowing fire.

There were a lot of people at the temple fair, but the distance was only a step or two away, and the crowd pushed Shen Pan and Ji Xiang behind them away from them. Shen Quji hugged Shen Jintian, and freed one hand to hold Wei Changan's. Pulled her to his side.

Shen Quji moved the Jintian in his arms aside, exposed the black purse on his waist, lowered his head slightly and said to Wei Changan, "The purse is on my waist, take it off and put it on your body."

Wei Changan untied the purse and shook it in his hand, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Young Master, you still bring your own money when you go out..."

"What did you say?" Shen Quji lowered his head slightly and brought his ears closer. The temple fair was full of voices, and she couldn't hear what Wei Changan said clearly.

Wei Changan raised his hand to grab Shen Quji's earlobe, pulled Shen Quji down to a height that he could reach, and then moved closer to the man's ear, repeating what he said just now.

After hearing Wei Changan's words, the corners of Shen Quji's eyes were bent, and there was a bit of mischievous youth in her black eyes. She curled her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she still didn't say a word. The corners of the raised mouth were pursed again, it seemed that she suppressed the smile, adding a bit of deliberate restraint.

Wei Changan's heart sank bluntly, she put away the purse containing some broken silver, forced herself to turn her attention to Xiao Jintian, and said nothing more.

Going to the temple fair is a very tiring job, Shen Quji was still worried about Wei Changan's sprained foot, and after playing for a long time, he had to hug his sister and find a place to rest his feet.

Xiao Jintian was obviously unsatisfied, he was shy, his eyes were red and he refused to leave the place where the puppet show was performed.

Wei Changan held Shen Jintian's little hand that was already frozen red, feeling sorry for Jintian but unwilling to let her cry, so he raised his eyes to look at Shen Quji, and said, "Otherwise, let her look at it for a while, anyway, she is not tired."

Shen Quji squinted, she wasn't tired, she was hugged in someone's arms, watching the puppet show and eating snacks, but what about you?Wei Changan, even my legs hurt from standing, how can you stand it?

"Not far from there is the Shen family's tea house, so let's take a rest." Shen Quji couldn't help but say, hugging Shen Jintian, turned around and squeezed out the crowd watching the puppet show.

Wei Changan blinked and had no choice but to step up and catch up.

The daily person in charge of the Shen family tea house in the south of the city is a shopkeeper surnamed Duan. When Shen Qu walked in, shopkeeper Duan happened to be busy in the front hall.

There is a front hall for daily business in the tea house. There are ordinary tea tables on the first floor, and private rooms on the second floor. The patio has a wide view around the courtyard. There is a small high platform on the north side with a table, a chair, a wooden table, and tea cups. Folding fan storyteller.

Shopkeeper Duan subconsciously invited the eldest young boss to the back where he was working. After Shen Quji glanced around the front hall, he smiled gently at Shopkeeper Duan and said, "I'm just passing by this time to rest. You are busy with your business." , let the guy come over."

During the time of the temple fair, the business of the tea house was really booming, and the young shopkeeper Duan didn't show any politeness to Shen Quji.

The man who was very good at observing words and expressions led the young master and his wife to sit in a slightly secluded place, and after Shen Quji called for a pot of tea and some snacks, the man retreated by himself.

The storyteller is talking about a story in "Liao Zhai" this time. When Wei Changan really started to hear the storyteller's deep, hoarse and mysterious voice, the story of the unresolved love between humans and ghosts has already reached its climax. After not listening, Wei Changan simply started playing with Xiao Jintian.

Shen Quji leisurely sat on the bench with a cup of tea, until Shen Pan and Ji Xiang came in, Shen Quji excused his convenience, got up and went to the back hall.

Wei Chang'an saw that after Shen Quji scurried to the back hall with a very low presence leaning against the wall, shopkeeper Duan, who was so busy in front of the counter, also slipped quietly into the small door leading to the back hall .

The storyteller's story said that the fox demon was caught by a Taoist priest, and Xiao Jintian held up a piece of peach cake in his hand and asked Wei Chang'an to break it open for her.

Wei Changan took the peach cake from Xiao Jintian, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

The author has something to say: In fact, Wei Changan was secretly testing Shen Quji——Small sample, I don’t believe it, I can’t see a little bit of your tricks

No.: Concession (5)

The huge Shen family was still as quiet and busy as usual. Shen Shusheng waited anxiously and expectantly for the past few days, but finally couldn't hold back his temper and found Shen Lian.

It has been snowing heavily for the past half month, and Shen Lian's condition has been up and down repeatedly. After Shen Shusheng came into the study on the grounds of visiting a doctor, Shen Lian subconsciously dismissed Fu Que.

"Sit." Shen Lian sat on the warm table with his back straight and imposing.

If it weren't for her complexion, Shen Shusheng would have suspected that Shen Lian was pretending to be sick-look at her aggressive aura, she doesn't look like a sick person!

"Patriarch, I heard from Shen Fu that... something went wrong at the tea house?" Shen Shusheng sat at the round table, rubbing his hands back and forth in the warmer, swallowing saliva nervously.

The corners of Shen Lian's slightly cold mouth hooked slightly, and a low laugh seemed to come out of his nasal cavity: "It's just the same as in previous years, what do you want from me?"

Shen Shusheng's big copper bell-like eyes rolled twice, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. Hey, he had thought about a lot of words before coming here, but now Shen Li asked him "what do you want me to do?" Too speechless, Shen Shusheng sighed, secretly scolded himself for being stupid and useless, annoyed that he only dared to promise in front of Shen Lian.

Shen Shusheng hesitated for a moment, which made Shen Lian turn his back on the customer. She asked Shen Shusheng: "The shopkeeper Liu of the silk and satin shop said that there were different levels of damage in the batch of goods that came in at the end of Dongyueyue. Jie'er also told me Having said that, I also saw the problems with the brocades, and it doesn’t seem to be caused by external factors after they were completed, what do you think?”

The batch of brocades at the end of Dongyueyue was taken care of by Shen Shusheng, and he naturally knew about those brocades that had problems, but, just... Shen Shusheng's forehead suddenly shed a few drops of cold sweat in the warm study of the main courtyard...

In the end, Shen Shusheng, who was walking vainly, was helped away by his personal servant.

After Shen Shusheng left for a while, Fu Qu came in with a medicine bowl.

Shen Lian ate half a bowl of soup brought by Fu Que, and said to Fu Que with a wry smile: "Shen Shusheng really has the guts. If he has half the brains of his son, I will consider sharing half of the Shen family property with him. In the past ten years at home, there has been hard work without credit..."

How many decades can a person's life last? She, Shen Lian, is not a person who doesn't know what's good or what's wrong, and who can't see grievances or grievances clearly.

Fu Que took the empty medicine bowl, and handed Shen Lian mouthwash: "Actually, Quji has this ability, so don't worry too much, and don't be reluctant to let him do it by himself... As you said, it will come out next year." After spring, I will take me to the south of the Yangtze River to play in the mountains and rivers."

After the words were closed, Fu Que lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes. Shen Lian's headache was caused by hard work day and night. I hope Shen Lian will be healthy and healthy, they agreed to grow old together!

"I remember, take you there, take you there..." Shen Lian put down the water glass, stretched out his hand, pulled Fu Que onto his lap and sat down, with an indescribable pampering in his shallow smile.

Fu Que was shaken by Shen Lian's smile, she seemed to see Shen Lian more than 20 years ago in a trance—clearly unruly, clean-eyed, yet knowing how to treat others with restraint, humility and gentleness—

At that time, Shen Lian didn't believe in ghosts and gods or people, and always liked to examine everything in the world with a wait-and-see attitude. Not a bad remake...

"What are you laughing at?" Shen Lian rubbed the tip of his nose affectionately between Fu Que's neck.

Fu Que was so rubbed that she giggled, she put her arms around Shen Lian's neck, and gently stroked Shen Lian's earlobe with her fingers, pretending to be annoyed: "It seems that someone's headache is probably cured. Carelessly perfunctory me."

Shen Lian simply buried his face in Fu Que's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Oh, no, no...headache..."

Fu Que: "..."

She found that the person who always liked to pretend to be an old man when he was young, now he has learned to be simple when he is old.

……

I don't know if it's really the reason why the Patriarch of the Shen family moved his power down. Shen Lian took advantage of his illness to have a rare leisure time these few days. Shen Quji, who held [-]% of the business power of the Shen family, was as busy as a spinning top.

It's fine to wake up earlier than a chicken and go to bed later than a dog, especially after checking out the mysterious account book, Shen Quji felt that the burden on her shoulders was heavier, and she couldn't breathe under the pressure.

She hadn't been able to figure out whether the thing that weighed her down was her busy and trivial business, or the truth that she deliberately covered up with her busyness—that day, she used the pretense of taking Jin Tian and Chang An out to play. , fooled the people who followed and monitored her, and personally inquired about the mysterious ledger, heh, now that the truth has roughly surfaced, she is a little scared.

……

It was just the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, and it was freezing cold. Shen Quji, who was always running around outside, hurt his fingers and ears from frostbite.

After dinner that day, Wei Changan saw Shen Quji rubbing his ears all the time, so he grabbed the person who was about to go to the back study to deal with things, and asked a few questions with a straight face. Then Shen Quji said hesitantly that his ears and His fingers were frostbitten, and he was too busy to see a doctor.

Without further ado, Wei Changan brought chilblain ointment and rubbed it on Shen Quji.

"Hiss..." His ears were sensitive, and Wei Changan's hands were a little heavy, he grinned in pain and hid back.

"Don't move!" Wei Changan's tone was a little heavy.

As expected, Shen Quji was obedient and sat still, even if the frostbite on her ears hurt, she just bent the corners of her eyes and narrowed her big eyes.

Seeing Shen Quji who was sitting obediently, Wei Changan couldn't help but relax his hands: "I'm not, I didn't mean to hurt you, so don't move around."

Shen Quji pursed his lips, tentatively: "You, don't be angry..."

"En." Wei Changan snorted coldly.

she's not angry, she