Chapter 81 Osmanthus Brewing
Chapter 81 Osmanthus Brewing
"I don't know if the current Mr. Xu is the same person I knew before, but a person's handwriting can't be changed, so I can't be sure..."
Pang Hongying comforted him, "Just wait for him to come over and ask him. Don't cry, Xiaoyu'er. I'll be with you from now on, okay?"
Yu Yan calmed down and forced a smile at Hongying: "Hongying...thank you for listening to my crying. After my father passed away, I never mentioned these to anyone else."
"From now on, when I'm around, Xiaoyuer, tell me everything. I promise I'll keep my mouth shut!" He stretched out three fingers, ready to swear.
Yu Yan held her hand as she was about to swear, and said to her, "Okay, I believe you."
After spending a month with Hongying, Yu Yan felt that Hongying was a good girl with a frank and innocent personality, otherwise she would never have said these things to Hongying.
The two chatted about something in the house. When Zhao Huanxi finished cooking, the two were still in the house and had not come out.
There was a knock on the door. Zhao Huanxi thought that Xu Qingzhao must have arrived, so he hurried to open the door.
Before, if you stood a little higher, you could see outside the courtyard wall of the old thatched house, but now the wall is more than two meters high. Zhao Huanxi can only lie down through the crack of the door or open the door to see who the person is. It is both good and bad.
"Huanxi, I'm here and brought you some osmanthus wine." As he spoke, he lifted the jar in his hand, and a sweet osmanthus fragrance emanated from it.
Zhao Huanxi led him into the reception room, poured him a cup of tea and then checked the osmanthus wine.
This wine hasn't even been opened yet, but it already has such a strong sweet-scented osmanthus aroma. I wonder how it tastes...
Seeing her curiosity, Xu Qingzhao smiled and said, "Does my gift satisfy you?"
Zhao Huanxi secretly swallowed his saliva, smiled and nodded: "Weigh! Weigh! Weigh! This is a good thing for me. If nothing else, I really like it."
Wait until the Mid-Autumn Festival, and have a small pot of it while watching the moon in the backyard. Hmm... It's really not that good...
After putting down the wine, Zhao Huanxi sat down and whispered to Xu Qingzhao, "You really don't know Miss Yu Yan from last time?"
Xu Qingzhao hadn't expected Huanxi to ask this. He was stunned for a moment, then hesitated and said, "Oh? Is it about Miss Yuyan? What's the matter?"
When she arrived, she saw a carriage tied at the door. She originally thought that Pang Hongying came here alone, but now she felt that Yu Yan might have come along as well.
Seeing Xu Qingzhao unwilling to talk, Huanxi did not want to ask any more questions. After all, it was someone else's privacy. He could only kindly remind her:
"Miss Yu Yan, I'm afraid she'll have to ask you something soon. I'm so sorry..."
Xu Qingzhao smiled slightly: "No problem."
The remaining dishes were also cooked. Zhao Huanxi walked towards the guest room, knocked on the door and asked:
"Miss Yu Yan, Hong Ying, the meal is ready. Do you want to eat inside? I can just bring it over."
After a while, Hongying's voice came from inside: "No trouble, we are out."
When I opened the door, I saw Yu Yan's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she looked at Huanxi with an apologetic look.
"Miss Huanxi, I'm really sorry to bother you."
"Oh, it's okay, let's go and eat."
Passing by the reception room, Yu Yan saw Xu Qingzhao sitting on a chair. Xu Qingzhao's face remained calm, and he simply nodded in greeting.
Yu Yan nervously clenched the handkerchief in her hand and suddenly blurted out to him, "The mountain breeze is blowing through the railing?"
Everyone present was bewildered, while Xu Qingzhao, who was sitting on the chair, casually picked up the teacup and drank a sip of tea without any reaction.
Yu Yan's heart was filled with mixed emotions. She was sure that the person in front of her was really her best childhood playmate Xu Qinglan. Her way of serving tea had not changed at all over the years. It was just that the person in front of her had no idea what he had been through, and his appearance was very different from before, and he refused to recognize her.
This poem was the agreement they made when they were young, "The mountain wind blows past the railing, where is the purple smoke?" At that time, they agreed that as long as the other party said this poem, they would not be angry or quarrel. But why was she indifferent when she heard this poem now?
"Miss Yu Yan, you have good literary talent."
Xu Qingzhao was very frugal with words and glanced at Yu Yan indifferently.
Zhao Huanxi saw that the atmosphere was a little awkward, so he quickly stepped out to smooth things over:
"Hey, the meal is ready, hurry up and sit down to eat. I made something delicious today, and it won't taste good if it gets cold."
He nudged Pang Hongying, who had a dazed look on her face, with his elbow, signaling her to say something.
Hongying received the message and pulled the lost Yuyan to sit at the dining table under the patio. Zhao Huanxi also waved to Xu Qingzhao and called him to come for dinner.
After everyone sat down, Zhao Huanxi went into the kitchen to take out the cooked dishes. He came back and told the little ones:
"You'll be at the table to eat. When you're full, go and rest. Don't ask too many questions, don't listen too much. Do you understand?"
Xiao Pan said obediently, "I know, Mom. After I finish eating, I will take my sisters to wash their faces and go to bed. They all want to sleep in their new beds."
"Hehe, mom, I'm going to sleep with my elder sister tonight. I'm scared to sleep alone." Xiao Nian was a little expectant, but also a little worried.
She wanted to sleep alone, but her second sister kept scaring her, saying that a monster wanted to eat her feet...
Zhao Huanxi smiled gently: "Okay, you can choose whichever room you want to sleep in."
I happily made some simple home-cooked dishes tonight, shared some of the leftover dishes from the banquet with Old Lady Tian's family, and stir-fried some tonight.
There's no need to rush dishes that can be stored for a long time, just eat them slowly. Zhao Huanxi suddenly missed the refrigerator. The author didn't arrange a system for himself...
After the dishes were served, Yu Yan didn't show anything unusual in front of the three girls. Huanxi was afraid of embarrassment and kept picking up dishes for them.
I thought: Eat more, then I won’t have time to talk…
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Sanxiao quickly ate his fill, said goodbye to everyone and left the table.
Before Zhao Huanxi could ask the maids if they had eaten enough, they ran away.
Now that the last shield was gone, Zhao Huanxi didn't know what to do. Pang Hongying said to Huanxi:
"Sister Huanxi, didn't Brother Xu send some good wine? Let me try it, I hope Brother Xu won't mind..."
Zhao Huanxi: Hongying, why do you have some green tea...
Xu Qingzhao took a bite of his food and said nonchalantly, "Good wine naturally needs someone to appreciate it. But Miss Pang, please stop drinking."
Pang Hongying thought of the chunbixiang last time, and she didn't know what she said in a daze, and felt a little embarrassed.
Yu Yan put down her chopsticks, wiped her lips, and said to Xu Qingzhao, "Since there's wine, we should definitely drink together. I just wonder how much Mr. Xu can drink?"
"I can't hold my liquor, so I can only have two drinks."
Xu Qingzhao still didn't meet her gaze, fearing that Yu Yan would notice the guilt in his eyes.
Of course she remembered the childhood agreement, but times had changed and things were different now. If she recognized her now, it would only bring her endless troubles.
Zhao Huanxi's heart was already burning with gossip. Could these two be... She had already played out the entire drama of their love and hatred in her mind, and the food on the table no longer tasted good.
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