Fengyue laughed at her, "You are used to hiding, why are you still so worried?"
Huan Xin, who was passing by while collecting firewood, sneered: "Yesterday, Feng's mother came over and saw her like this. She immediately scolded her. She thought it would stop for a few days, but unexpectedly she dozed off again the next day. Really, it’s hard to change one’s true nature!”
Shu Hua blushed and muttered in a low voice, "No way, I just didn't sleep well last night, and I will definitely not be like this again in the future."
She said and quickly picked up a handful for Shen Nanbao, "Fourth girl, please sit down. It's time to change the dressing. The younger one will go get the herbs to be added."
Huan Xin looked at Shu Hua's back and shook her head, "In the end, you will suffer the consequences if you don't listen to the old man's advice. If you don't be more vigilant, if you meet Hu's mother, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as being scolded."
Turning his head, he saw Shen Nanbao looking at him stabbingly, his eyes as quiet as a deep pool filled with autumn water.
Huan Xin's heart skipped a beat, "Four, fourth girl, you said the wrong thing."
The trance was an illusion, and the eyes quickly curved, and they bent out softly, "You're right, you said it, aren't you and Feng's mother 'old people'? But Feng's mother doesn't often set foot on the back cover. Fang, why did you come yesterday?"
Huan Xinsong fell down, pushed the heavy firewood to the wall, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Second girl, don't wait for hairpins. Then everyone in Chenxiangxuan is like boiling bubbles in a medicine jar, and people come in every day." If you are dazzled in front of me, you are either trying to get Lingluo or hairpin hair oil."
Speaking of this Fengyue Bingqi, "No, all the sweet-scented osmanthus hair oil in the whole house has been given to the second girl. This is really a compliment from the mistress!"
Only Shen Nanbao could hear the last sentence as sarcasm. Huan Xin just said: "In the past, I was suppressed by big girls. It's easy to be proud and proud. Naturally, I have to climb up the pole."
As Zhengxiang said, Na Shuhua took a handful of oil paper, filled with medicinal materials, and opened the lid as usual to throw it in.
Shen Nanbao sat on the stool, with the fire in the furnace in front of her. Sweat gradually broke out on her forehead. She couldn't help but turn on the cattail fan and casually watched the medicinal materials jumping into the black jar one after another.
Seeing many scenes like this, Feng Yue turned her head impatiently. When she saw Shen Nanbao narrowing his eyes, her heart skipped a beat, "Sister, what's wrong?"
Shen Nanbao met Feng Yue's childish eyes, closed his eyes for a moment, and then slowly started to fan, "The firewood is almost gone, and the smoke from it is making my eyes hurt."
Fengyue looked down and saw that the fire had indeed subsided, so Huan Xin immediately added the firewood in her hand.
With the addition of new firewood, the fire in the furnace became brighter again, making people sweat profusely and making the medicine lids bang.
Shen Nanbao's silence seemed particularly eye-catching.
Shu Hua is blind and talks like a cymbal.
Shen Nanbao responded at first, but then he was in a trance, sitting there dully, fanning himself every now and then.
It wasn't until Bi Han came over that Shen Nanbao came back to his senses. With the help of several people, he poured the medicine and went to Bishan's long house.
At that time, the sun was already three high, and the chirping of birds gradually began, mixed with the sound of walking and the rustling of leaves in the wind, as if it had fallen into a pot and was being stir-fried.
Old Mrs. Yin, who was taking a nap because of the noise, frowned and turned sideways, and heard Mrs. Hu talking to Shen Nanbao through the curtain.
"Fourth girl, the old lady is still asleep."
A clear and beautiful voice rang out, "I know, but this medicine cannot be delayed."
Old Mrs. Yin felt that the sound was noisier than the chirping of birds outside. She rolled her slightly itchy throat and said, "As long as Bihan is there to take care of you. Sister Bao, just go and do your own business."
Shen Nanbao was not upset after being rejected, and bowed his knees politely through a curtain.
Watching Bihao being led in by Mother Hu, the fragrant bitter fragrance rushed out without hesitation due to the lifting of the curtain, interspersed with one or two coughs and the worried voice of Mother Hu.
"The weather is very changeable, and even your illness, old lady, keeps coming back and forth. How can you get it if this goes on?"
Shen Nanbao picked up his clothes and went downstairs. He heard Fengyue sighing in the soft wind, "What's the point of worrying about it all your life? Like the old lady, she had a good life when she was young. Look, she's not as worried about illness now." "
Shen Nanbao laughed at her, "You are not old, and you are sad for the spring and autumn. Let me ask you, since people are buried in the loess in the end, and they close their eyes and pass by, why not bury them in the ground from the beginning? Here, you can avoid going through such a journey in the next life and incurring the sins of greed, anger, and hatred."
Fengyue didn't know how to answer these words.
Shen Nanbao didn't want to force this with her, so he returned to the house, transcribed a few pages of Buddhist scriptures, rolled up the paper, put it into the scroll, picked a beautiful paper kite, and went to Chenxiang Pavilion.
Shen Nanwan was still sorting out the dowry in her boudoir. When she heard that Shen Nanbao came to the door, her eyes dimmed slightly, but when she saw Shen Nanbao and heard that she came to deliver the kite, her eyes were full of smiles.
"I mentioned this last time. I thought the fourth sister was just having fun, but I didn't expect that the fourth sister was still thinking about me and came here to give it to me."
Shen Nanwan smiled and took a teapot to pour it, "I didn't expect the fourth sister to come. Now the house is busy with my hairpin ceremony, so no one has time to pour tea, so I can only drink the wronged fourth sister." This is herbal tea.”
Shen Nanbao held the tea in front of him with both hands and said with a smile: "Although it is the Qingming Festival and the rain is falling, it is getting hotter. There are servants in the yard in front of me talking about cutting summer clothes to wear. It can be seen that this It’s the right time to drink herbal tea, which can relieve the coming heat.”
Shen Nanwan was probably a little sad when he talked about "the passing of time". He lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, then smiled suddenly, "Everyone says that drinking can make you forget your worries, and drinking tea can wash away your worries. It's a pity that I drank it." It’s also very boring.”
Shen Nanbao frowned and asked, "Is that what the second sister said some time ago?"
Shen Nanwan said with a sigh, "That's not true. The fourth sister said that to me that day. I was relieved a lot, but I can't help but feel worried. I always feel that the eldest lady has been too good to me, and I can't repay her."
"How can I repay the love of Chunhui in a short time? I can only do my best."
Shen Nanbao smiled and said, "I came here today. Although I wanted to ask my wife for advice and Buddhist scriptures, I also wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to send the kite to see if the second sister was still annoyed. When I saw the second sister asking for help, I felt like a stone in my heart. Let it go."
Shen Nanwan smiled and felt her embrace, "You only worry about me, why don't you worry more about yourself? I heard that someone in your yard had dirty hands and feet and stole your things?"
Shen Nanbao was quite surprised, "This is just a trivial matter, how come even the second sister knows about it?"
Shen Nanwan gave her an angry look, "The madam is now taking charge of my affairs and the hairpin. Her people are coming in and out of Chenxiangxuan day by day. They can't help but chat with the people around me. This matter has spread to my ears. You But have you found who it is?"
Shen Nanbao shook his head, "No, but what I lost was not a precious hairpin, and I don't want to worry about it."
Probably seeing that she didn't care much, Shen Nanwan couldn't ask any more questions, and his eyes fell on the scroll in Shen Nanbao's hand.
"I was still worried when I was a child. I was afraid that my fourth sister would be thin-skinned and not want to come to Chenxiangxuan to talk about Buddhist scriptures with my mother. Unexpectedly, my fourth sister came and she and my mother were so like-minded. Last time I was still worried. I heard from my mother and Yuan Ting that the fourth sister has beautiful handwriting."
Shen Nanbao laughed so hard, "It's really a compliment from my mother and my third brother. My words are really not elegant."
Seeing that Shen Nanwan didn't believe it, Shen Nanbao stretched out the scroll with one hand, took out the jade plate and read it, "Last time, my grandmother told me that my handwriting was not very good."
Shen Nan Wanyao blinked, "Female Commandment?"
Shen Nanbao nodded.
Shen Nanwan slightly raised his chin thoughtfully, like a dragonfly touching water, then lowered his eyes, unfolded the Buddhist scriptures, glanced at them, praised them, and said: "It's not a coincidence that the fourth sister came. We must pay special attention to worshiping Buddha every day and do not allow outsiders to disturb us. I estimate that I can’t go out until sunset, and my fourth sister has to prepare medicine for my grandmother, so I’m afraid we won’t be able to wait that long.”
Shen Nanbao nodded and said yes, looking a little embarrassed.
When Shen Nanwan saw this, he smiled and said, "In that case, the fourth sister will leave it to me, and I will do the work for the fourth sister. How is the copying of this Buddhist scripture? When the fourth sister comes tomorrow, I will transfer it to the fourth sister."
This was an excellent idea, and Shen Nanbao had no choice but to respond, thanked him repeatedly, and chatted for a few words before he resigned and returned to Rong Yuexuan.
At that time, the official was holding a brown peach dipped in water in the corner of the courtyard.
Shen Nanbao saw that she was doing it very well and it was not like watering the flowers for the first time, so he asked her if she had done this before.
The official nodded, "My father loves to grow flowers, so I know how to do it because of my ears and eyes."
Fengyue obviously didn't believe it, and snorted coldly: "Flowers are a good hobby to nourish one's mood and one's character. Ordinary people can't just say that they can just raise flowers. The other day, I went to Wa City with my sister, and when I passed by the flower shop, I heard someone say Shout out, there are two taels of Yingsu millet, three taels and five cents of Jinxuan, ten taels of fallen leaves, and the Yutangchun has no market and can only be used as royal tribute."
After hearing her sarcasm, the official smiled rather lonely, "No, others say that gambling will ruin the family, but the same is true for those who grow flowers? If the young father hadn't been so addicted, the young mother would not have been so addicted to it. If the weaving wears out your eyes, the little one will not be sold into slavery just because of a white butterfly."
My life experience is regrettable, although it is a bit shocking, but when I think about it, it is the same as the helplessness of others. It is nothing more than parents not creating the cause, and the children filling the consequences.
Just like Shen Nanbao, isn't it because his mother was wronged back then that the Shen family is receiving such cold treatment now?
In short, the days passed so slowly. Shen Nanbao still made medicine for his grandmother as always, and occasionally went to Chenxiangxuan to ask Rong for Buddhist scriptures, or to express his feelings to Shen Nanwan.
Just like that, Shen Nanwan's haircut ceremony was ushered in calmly.
