After taking a nice bath, Zheng Quchi put on a brand new light blue dress.
Yes, her eldest brother specially cut a piece of cloth, bought cotton wool and fur, and paid the aunt next door to sew a new dress for her as a New Year's jersey.
With thin cotton threads, fine stitches, and a ruffled skirt, it is the most popular Manyao long skirt with a double placket, waisted waist, and sleeves.
It can be seen that her brother has definitely paid attention to her new clothes. He has specially studied all kinds of dresses and designs, and did not give her an old-fashioned village girl outfit.
This was the first time for her to wear such a beautiful ancient dress as a daughter. Unfortunately, she didn't know how to tie her hair into a bun, so she could only let her black and slightly curly hair hang gracefully on her slender waist.
Looking at the large pleated skirt at her ankles, which was moving when she walked, she couldn't help but turn it around gently. She saw that the skirt was blooming like petals, and a bell chain wrapped around her waist was also ringing, crisp and sweet. , it’s really interesting and novel.
When Yu Wensheng walked out of the room, he happened to see Zheng Quchi spinning around for fun like a little girl under a goose-yellow corridor lamp.
She was so happy that she squinted her eyes and smiled, as if she was intoxicated in the elegant night. Her little face was like a bright pearl, which was really a bright and lively attitude.
On the contrary, he was completely different from a rotten person like him.
He thought to himself that such an ugly outfit could make her look stunning. What would she have looked like if she had worn the outfit he arranged for her that day?
Will she be like this now, dancing lightly with joy and excitement?
He walked forward and stopped in front of Zheng Quchi.
When she saw him appearing, she paused. Thinking of her childish behavior just now, she looked a little embarrassed and embarrassed.
He smelled a wisp of fragrant fragrance from her body after bathing. It was faint at first, but then the wind picked up a strand of her wet hair, and his senses seemed to be expanded several times. He was also attracted by the fragrance coming from her body. Feminine fragrance, silent and greasy, entangled.
"Did you change into new clothes?"
The voice was slightly hoarse and inexplicably low.
Zheng Quchi suddenly remembered that he had an eye disease, and he was afraid that he had not seen her jumping away just now.
"How did you know?"
"I guess you like this new outfit?"
Zheng Quchi thought of the upper-class noble lady's dress he had prepared for her. It was beautiful, but the three pieces inside and three outside were a bit too gorgeous and complicated for her.
He stretched out his hand, picked up a strand of her light and fluttering hair with his white fingers, and wrapped it in a circle between his fingers: "Why do you only wear what your elder brother prepared? Do you think the one I gave you doesn't look good?"
Zheng Quchi saw him leaning closer to her. Looking closely, she saw "beautiful women dancing against the curtains, with every smile and frown." This was a test of her moral quality.
"No, what you gave her is too expensive and beautiful. But I'm too dark-looking and not worthy of the outfit you gave me. But I met a naturally beautiful woman that day, and she is quite suitable."
She denied it too hastily, and as soon as she blurted out her words, she didn't even realize what she was talking about.
After hearing this, Yu Wensheng's smile faded slightly. He didn't care about the "nonsense" in her mouth, but he asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with you?"
It was as if his eyes were blind...well, he really hadn't seen how dark she looked.
She couldn't bear to deceive him about someone who couldn't see, lest he think he was marrying a white moonlight, only to find out one day that he was married to a black pearl when his eyes healed.
What a shock.
She raised her head and said seriously: "Standing with you, I am like a piece of black coal, and you are like white jade. Just imagine..."
"Yeah?"
He pretended not to believe it, let go of her hair that was wrapped in the warmth of his fingertips, and touched her little face.
His hands were wearing sky silk gloves all year round, so they were fair and strong, with a beauty that was as tempting as the flesh after peeling off the skin. When compared with her palm-sized black face, the silent gap was immediately apparent.
However, Yu Wensheng had tried it, and he didn't feel the same dislike in his heart at all.
This was his first time to seriously touch a living person, and he thought he would feel sick and disgusted...
But the first feeling was that it was very smooth. His freshly washed skin was tender and soft, and it felt smooth and warm to the touch. He couldn't put it down.
Why did you get started?
Is it black and can you still touch it?
While Zheng Quchi was stunned, he didn't notice that Yu Wensheng's breathing was getting closer and closer. A hormone that was fermented and ambiguous by the thick night began to run rampant. Even the ordinary snow-cold air seemed like the bottom of the sea had hit the tip of an iceberg and collapsed, with undercurrents surging.
"What are you doing, you guys!"
Brother Sang suddenly broke the space separating the two from the outside. He walked quickly from the kitchen with a stick, blocked Yu Wensheng's hand, and pulled Zheng Quchi back to his side.
He straightened his face and said stiffly to Zheng Quchi: "Child, come and help me prepare the things I will use tomorrow."
"Oh, okay."
He then said to the expressionless Yu Wensheng: "Your water is boiled, go and wash it quickly, or it will get cold soon."
After saying that, without looking at the other party's obviously unhappy expression, he pulled Zheng Quchi and walked quickly towards the other end.
This young man is too ignorant. It seems that he has to find a way to prevent them from sleeping tonight, so as not to cause "life", which would be troublesome.
Zheng Quchi did not look back at Yu Wensheng, although she always felt that there was a strong thought sticking to her back like a gangrene attached to the bone.
She slapped her hot little face with her hand.
I also realized that the situation just now seemed a bit dangerous.
She still has doubts about "Liu Fengmian", so she is not sure whether she will have a future with him. She has never made a rash decision without being sure.
She thought that she would not consider her future with "Liu Fengmian" until at least everything was clear, but it was obvious that he seemed to be a little... over the top just now.
Putting aside those blushing and heart-pounding matters, Zheng Quchi quickly calmed down and started caring about her first New Year's Day after traveling through time.
"Brother, what should we prepare for New Year's Eve?"
"We have to clean the dust tomorrow. In the past, our house was small and we could just clean it casually. But we have to be more diligent in sweeping tomorrow. In addition, we have to prepare enough food from New Year's Eve to the first day of the new year. From tomorrow on, we must not use any fireworks."
There is such a saying. Zheng Quchi was puzzled: "Why?"
"This is a custom passed down from our ancestors, which means that we will live a prosperous life and have more than enough year after year."
These things should be taught by words and deeds by parents, but unfortunately their children are born with more hardship than others. Except for him who still remembers the time under Chenghuan's parents' knees, she and Yaomei probably don't remember their parents' words and looks very well.
He also told her that the ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner were actually very particular, but he didn't know much about it, so he just asked the neighbors next door and just followed the example of the villagers in Hegou Village.
In addition, of course you have to decorate your own home.
He put up the Spring Festival couplets, window grilles, and New Year pictures in sequence. He had bought all of them a long time ago. Even the windows and door lintels had been pasted with the word "Fu" to welcome the increasingly promising new year.
Everything else is easy to say, you can buy ready-made ones, but for these Spring Festival couplets, you have to find someone who can write well.
There is an old man in the village who specializes in this matter, but his "business" has been very busy these days. He arrived late and couldn't get in line, so he didn't know who to ask for this matter.
"Brother, Feng Mian should know it. I'll ask him later." Zheng Quchi immediately thought of Liu Fengmian.
Liu Fengmian's image is that of an elegant and gentle scholar. He must know calligraphy.
But Brother Sang was suspicious: "He can't see, how can he write?"
"His eye disease is probably not congenital. As long as he can write before and I help him find the right place to write, he can do it. If it doesn't work, I can do it, but the handwriting may be a little ugly."
"You? Forget it, you should go ask Liu Fengmian."
After the matter was agreed upon, I saw Sang Yaomei in the living room wearing two lucky doll buns and a red rabbit fur dress she bought, and she rushed out happily and excitedly.
"Sister~ You are back, Yaomei misses you so much~"
She now knows how to call people. When Zheng Quchi wears women's clothes, he calls her sister, and when he wears men's clothes, he calls him brother. Brother Sang took great care to teach her to remember.
"Oh, my little ancestor."
Zheng Quchi picked her up and spun her around in a circle. The two sisters kissed each other intimately, laughing and joking, talking affectionately.
Brother Sang also showed a hint of iron-clad warmth and looked at them quietly.
After coaxing the little one to sleep after playing outside all day, Zheng Quchi and Brother Sang were busy in the kitchen for a long time preparing ingredients for New Year's Day.
"Brother, I'm so tired."
Just washing the bacon, which had been smoked to a glossy black color with sesame oil, almost turned her hands into bald skin. She also had to cut and chop, which was not a simple task.
"You don't want to talk about this when you are celebrating the New Year." Brother Sang taught her.
He had just finished killing the chicken and was sitting on a small bench, cleaning the bloody internal organs.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
When Zheng Quchi saw Brother Sang getting up to pour the dirty water, she hurried over and said, "Hey, brother, sit down and I'll do it."
She picked up the wooden basin and walked to the yard to pour water when she heard the sound of someone knocking on the door.
illusion?
Benedict! Benedict!
The knocking on the door was not serious or urgent, but rather like someone coming to disturb you late at night, knocking gently and politely but fearing to disturb you.
Zheng Quchi shivered.
It was still snowing in the coldest month of winter. It was cold enough during the day, let alone at night. It could freeze to death. She was almost shaking after standing outside for such a long time.
I don’t know who it is that dares to wander outside so late. Is there something important that can’t be discussed until dawn? I'm not afraid of being frozen out anyway.
Although Zheng Quchi murmured doubts in his heart, thinking that their family had a simple relationship, if they were not next door neighbors, they were acquaintances of "Sang Xuanqing".
"Who's knocking?"
Seeing her standing there motionless, Brother Sang leaned out and asked her.
On the other side, Yu Wensheng also heard the movement. He faced the shadow of the corridor steps, stepped out of the room door, stood under the wooden clear moon corridor, and looked towards the yard with a deep smile.
"I don't know. I'll answer the door and have a look."
Zheng Quchi poured the water, put down the basin, jogged a few steps to the door, click! Unlock and open the door——
In the dead of night, the slightest sound will be amplified dozens of times. After hearing the sound of "beep", the courtyard door is slowly opened.
Zheng Quchi curiously looked outside the door, only to see the dark doorway, illuminated only by a few tree oil lamps hanging under the bamboo tiles in the yard behind her, and part of the light from the remaining shadow.
But this little light was enough for her to clearly see the person standing outside the door.
Zheng Quchi took a breath immediately.
However, the other party didn't seem to recognize her when she changed into women's clothes. He lowered his gaze, his lips were purple, and his gentle and stiff face was a frosty white.
"Girl, please, this is Sang Xuan——"
boom!
Before the visitor had finished speaking, the door had been shut cleanly and hard from the inside.
Damn, she finally remembered that she had forgotten something!
She forgot that she had promised Master Li to invite him to go back to Sang's house to celebrate the first day of the new year.
She scratched her head.
Now how to do?
The person she had left behind now came to her door in person!
But "Sang Xuanqing" hasn't come back yet, and there is only one "Zheng Quchi" at home. If he recognizes that "Sang Xuanqing" and "Zheng Quchi" are the same person, wouldn't she have to lose another level in front of him? Vest?
"What's wrong? Who is outside? Why did you close the door again?"
Brother Sang limped over when he heard something was wrong.
"……no one."
Brother Sang saw her looking around and looking guilty, but he didn't believe it at all.
Seeing that she had a tough talk, he planned to open the door himself, but was stopped by Zheng Quchi.
Seeing that she couldn't hide it, she had to tell the truth: "He, he came to see Sang Xuanqing."
Her words made Brother Sang stunned for a moment.
But soon, he understood what was going on with her.
He said: "Chizi, it's so late. He braved the snow and cold to come to Sang Xuanqing. It must be for no reason, right?"
Zheng Quchi hesitated for a moment and nodded.
"Then in such a cold weather, is it appropriate for you to avoid the truth and keep people outside the door?" He asked again.
inappropriate.
In particular, Master Li is from the south and is particularly afraid of the cold.
Zheng Quchi suddenly stopped worrying so much. She let go of Brother Sang and said, "Brother, open the door."
Seeing that she had figured it out, Brother Sang said again: "You go into the room first. This matter has nothing to do with you. I will entertain him."
Zheng Quchi knew that he was thinking about her and didn't want her to stay here. He also wanted to comply with her wishes and hide her identity for her.
But Zheng Quchi was worried about Master Li. Her brother had no idea what kind of person this Master Li was. He was someone who would do evil things and rebel against the party. What if he suddenly talked nonsense or did something else? Things, at least she has to supervise.
She shook her head: "Brother, I will stay quietly behind you for a while. He shouldn't notice anything."
Seeing her persistence, Brother Sang stopped trying to persuade her: "Okay."
The door of the Sang family opened again, and Master Li, who had been waiting patiently outside, saw this time a tall young man wearing a lamb fur. His facial features were three-dimensional and majestic, and his pair of light brown eyes had the weight of a mountain.
The other party spoke first: "I don't know, who are you?"
From the corner of his eye, Master Li caught a glimpse of the little girl who answered the door for the first time. She was "timidly" hiding behind the young man. He thought he was too serious when he asked just now, which scared the little girl, so she quickly closed the door. Men ran to call the parents.
(End of chapter)
