Zhen Qingyin put the kitchen knife on the corner table and smiled: "The kitchen knife fell on the floor. The kitchen is in a fog. If someone steps on it, it will be terrible."
System: […] The host has tricked me again.
Silently and invisible.
Following the host, sooner or later he will be infected with autism.
Yin Ruzhu pulled her to wash her hands and said lovingly: "You have thought carefully. You look like a little tabby cat. Let's wash it off. If you don't know how to cook, just don't cook. Don't be frustrated. Take your time. Whatever you like, Aunt asks the master to teach you."
Zhen Qingyin felt warm in her heart, and she rarely felt a little guilty: "I let my aunt down, and I can't do anything well."
"Nonsense! If you can protect your mother, you have never let your aunt down." Yin Ruzhu's tone was extremely sincere.
Obviously, she thought so from the bottom of her heart.
Zhen Qingyin felt warmer in her heart.
Such a good aunt really didn't deserve the end of being beheaded in the original text.
Thinking of this, Zhen Qingyin asked: "Aunt, when will my eldest cousin return home?"
Speaking of this stepson, Yin Ruzhu's face changed slightly: "The last letter I sent home was half a year ago. It said that I went on a study tour without telling the specific whereabouts. It's been half a year and I haven't sent back a few words. This child , It really doesn’t make people worry. Why did you mention him? "
She was wary.
The stepson was born well and was as good as the prince.
Although the prince is gentle, he is more masculine and more manly.
The stepson Song Jian is also gentle, but has the appearance of a boy and a girl. He is always gloomy and appears more feminine.
He was not the child of her mean first wife, but Song Jian, who seemed to be full of evil spirits, had a volatile temperament, was paranoid and cold, and always seemed to be scheming something.
In short, he is definitely not a good candidate for marriage.
Zhen Qingyin didn't seem to notice her aunt's vigilance, and smiled: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I was thinking that my eldest cousin has not been back home for a few years. Is it time to come back for the New Year this year? Didn't you say that I went on a study tour? It means that my eldest cousin is here When I can’t learn anything at Wuji Academy, I will go out on study tours to increase my horizons and knowledge. Once I’m done with my knowledge, it’s time to go home.”
Prepare early and beware of what you should be careful about.
Yin Ruzhu thought about it, and it was the same.
Why didn't she think of this level?
It is my niece who sees far and thinks deeply.
However, "Come back as soon as you come back. He has reached the prime of life and it's time to get married and have children. Your uncle has taken a liking to several noble young ladies. Just when he comes back, he looks at each other and sees that he is right in the eye. This important life event should be settled." ”
Beat Zhen Qingyin, don't miss Song Jian.
Only Chao Guogong can decide on his marriage, and her stepmother has to step aside.
Zhen Qingyin had no idea about Song Jian. She didn't expect that her aunt was beating her up and wanted to remind her, but this was the bottom line. Let's talk more deeply, such as the succession of the title of Duke Chao, who will be the heir apparent, etc. It is transgression.
The two entered the main room. Song Xiang pointed at them and bent down with a smile: "Mom, cousin, have you two gone to dig out the ashes from the pot?"
Zhen Qingyin and her aunt looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
Yin Ruzhu ran to the bronze mirror and took a look, and said, "I was secretly laughing at you. It turns out that I also have a cat face!"
It happened that Chao Guogong stepped into the threshold and heard laughter in the room. He couldn't help but ask: "What are you laughing at?"
The laughter in the room suddenly stopped.
"..." Duke Chao Guo felt slightly uncomfortable and walked towards Yin Ruzhu, "Madam..."
After only walking a few steps, Yin Ruzhu picked up Zhen Qingyin and rushed straight to the clean room: "Master, please sit down first. I am dirty now. Please wash up and come back to say hello to the master."
This bathing lasted until Duke Chao became bored and left, and then they came out.
Song Xiang gently tugged on his mother's sleeve and whispered: "You ignored father. Father kept looking inside, waiting for you to come out. He guessed that you didn't want to see him, so he looked disappointed when he left."
"Where can I find it? He is impatient and can't sit still. He left before I came out." Yin Ruzhu looked unconcerned and wiped Zhen Qingyin's face with the newly made plum blossom ointment. "Qingyin, this is the year. Made from plum blossoms, no lead powder, try it and see if it works, take a jar back with you."
"Aunt, did you make this by yourself?" Zhen Qingyin smelled it. The fragrance was particularly elegant and not mixed with the smell of other petals, unlike the finished product of Rouge Shop.
"Well, I learned it from my little sisters when I was in the boudoir. Do you want to learn it? I'll teach you."
"OK."
Song Xiang put his aggrieved father behind, squeezed his little head between the two of them, reached out and scooped out a fingernail ointment, wiped it on his face, smelled the residual fragrance on his hands, and exclaimed: "It's really good. Wen, mother, I want to learn too!"
"Okay, okay, you both will teach me."
Yin Ruzhu smiled brightly without any gloom.
The next day, Nanxing and the maids carried small baskets to collect plum petals.
Yin Ruzhu was smart and eager to learn. She learned a little bit of everything when she was in the boudoir. She not only taught Zhen Qingyin and Song Xiang how to make plum blossom ointment, but also taught them how to make snow plum incense.
"It exists in a dry place to avoid infestation. If you burn this incense in the summer, you will feel refreshed when you sleep at night. If you burn it in the study, your mind will be calmer and clearer while reading."
Zhen Qingyin learned how to make incense and set off back to Zhen's house.
Yin Ruzhu saw her off in person, and her second cousin Song Chi escorted her.
The streets are busy with traffic and people are busy buying New Year's goods.
The carriage of Duke Chao's Mansion was blocked on the road.
Zhen Qingyin was calm and composed, Nan Xing sat next to her.
The master and servant were not impatient, nor did they hurry the coachman on his way.
Zhen Qingyin has always been like this, she is calm (dead) in any environment.
Nan Xing couldn't bear to leave Chao Guogong's mansion.
The girl felt so comfortable in Duke Chao's mansion. No one put on airs for her, and no one called her ugly words. Mrs. Duke Chao, her cousin, and her cousin all cared about her, including Duke Chao.
Compared with Chao Guogong's mansion, Nan Xing was not happy that the girl would return to Zhen's house.
It took a while for the carriage to move.
Yin Ruzhu was really bored. She opened the curtains, looked out, and suggested: "Qing Yin, there happen to be shops on both sides of the road. Let's go shopping. There is a shop that seems to be newly opened and is particularly popular. Let's go there too. join in the fun."
Zhen Qingyin was ashamed. If it hadn't been for her and her mother, her aunt, a housewife, would not have taken the time to accompany her back home as the new year was approaching.
"good."
Yin Ruzhu was happy and got off the carriage first.
Zhen Qingyin put on a hijab, an opaque kind, lifted the car curtain and looked out.
Outside the carriage, the bustling crowd staged vivid human fireworks.
Her eyes were cold, as if she were outside the human world, quietly observing the joys and sorrows of the world.
Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes.
The system screamed: [Ah ah ah, host, it’s the male protagonist, it’s the male protagonist! What kind of ape dung are you, you met by chance in this sea of people! Go ahead, host, you still have eight chances to get rich overnight! 】
On the second floor of a teahouse, Prince Wei Ji was standing by the window.
