Jun Bubai walked slowly all the way, and the pigeon that Qu Xiefeng used to report the news flew back to Tianxialou for a moment before he appeared leisurely, yawning, and landed in the vegetable alley in the backyard.
The threshold in front of the backyard that had just been repaired in the middle of the night was dented by Mrs. Luo's pacing back and forth.
"Why did you come at this hour?" Mrs. Luo glared at him and stretched out her hand to grab Jun Bubai's sleeve, fearing that he would change his mind and run away elsewhere.
Jun Bubai replied lazily: "After struggling for half the night, and with no food in my stomach, I was really sleepy and tired. After I settled down at the Shennong Medical Center, I rushed back immediately. I almost fell from mid-air several times on the way."
There were no more calls for mercy from the owner of the village in the courtyard. Grandma Luo walked much faster, shrank down to an inch, and urged: "Hurry up, it's up to you whether the owner's legs can be saved."
Jun Bubai sighed: "If Uncle Shi can control his mouth, he won't make Fairy Ye angry."
Old Mrs. Luo blamed herself: "The matter has come to this, it is the best way to make up for it. I will give more advice to the owner in the future."
The two of them walked all the way to Shen Qinglan's villa.
The courtyard was already empty, with no elegant decorations, and everything could be seen at a glance.
Ye Xianzi was dressed in red and stood on the eaves, her solitary figure haughty and cold, and her sleeves of flying flowers ruthlessly scattered in the courtyard.
The sky was filled with red leaves, and Bai Xiaosheng fell down on the bluestone. The wheelchair beside him could not see any of its original appearance.
The mute slave was stunned in the corner, with red leaves falling all over his arms.
Mrs. Luo said grandly: "Go and ask for a favor and cancel the favor you owe me to Guinong Villa."
Jun Bubai whispered: "Mother-in-law, she is angry, I can't stop her."
Old Mrs. Luo muttered: "If your husband is not strong enough, how can he establish his prestige in the future when he gets married?"
Jade Hand Luo Qing's complaint was heard by Ye Xianzi who was angry on the eaves. The red sleeve between her eyebrows turned into a dot and stabbed towards her face.
Mrs. Luo grabbed Jun Bubai, blocked the red sleeve, jumped towards Bai Xiaosheng, and dragged him out of the yard.
The red sleeves retreated in front of Jun Bubai and returned to the center of Ye Xianzi's eyebrows. The chill in Ye Xianzi's body subsided and she no longer cared about Bai Xiaosheng. She rolled up her sleeves and turned around to walk towards the moonlit roof. The moonlight was all stained by red clothes.
Jun Bubai threw the mute slave in the corner with his clothes full of red leaves out of the wall with one hand of the Imperial Artifacts Technique. He lightly touched the eaves with his toes, stood firm beside Ye Xianzi, and said with a chuckle: "How did he offend you again?"
Fairy Ye said casually: "It doesn't look pleasing to the eye."
There were two more carved carriages in the vegetable alley in the backyard. Granny Luo placed Bai Xiaosheng in the front one, then lifted the sleeping mute slave with one hand and threw them into the carriage together. She turned around and went to Shen Qinglan's villa to call Shen Qinglan out. .
Jun Bubai looked at him wholeheartedly and added: "Just beat him a few times to vent his anger. After all, he is an old friend of my parents, so I have to call him Uncle Shi."
Fairy Ye turned back with tender eyes, "If he dares to appear in front of me in the future on the basis of his identity as an elder, I will not only break his leg."
Jun Bubai smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid he won't have the guts to show up in Jiangnan again."
Fairy Ye was silent for a while, then she put away the chill all over her body and said softly: "I saw the Sword God just now. I guess your mother has also arrived in Jinling. It's time for me to go back."
Jun Bubai misunderstood, with a spring breeze on his face, he said with relief: "It's still early to discuss the marriage, don't worry, I will take care of my mother's side."
Ye Xianzi was as cold as ice and walked into the air with a single step. She had a fairy-like appearance and said, "Before we discuss the marriage, my master's affairs must be settled. I want to go back to Jinling to comprehend the realm of immortality. If you are finished with your business in Suzhou, go to Jinling." The Jiang family is looking for me."
Jun Bubai raised his head slightly and looked up at Fairy Ye. No matter how he chased her, he would always be a few steps behind her. He couldn't help clenching his fists, pondering for a moment, then relaxed his fists, and gently confirmed with a smile, "You really want to be the best in the world."
"How can you easily change the words you say?"
Ye Xianzi turned into a rainbow and left, leaving Jun Bubai alone on the eaves admiring the moon.
The moonlight was too boring, so you stared at it for a long time, lowered your head and murmured: "It seems that I really need to go to my father and ask him how to be the best in the world."
The carved carriage in the backyard of Caixiang made a creaking sound as it rolled over the bluestone. Everyone in Guinong Villa who was waiting in the dark followed the carriage to Jinling.
Mrs. Luo had a forlorn look and was cleaning up the scallion pancake stall alone.
Jun Bubai swept down from the eaves, broke the silence, and said mockingly: "Uncle Shi really doesn't plan to stay in Suzhou anymore. He even took Miss Shen away with him."
Old Mrs. Luo fetched water and kneaded the noodles, and kneaded the green onion leaves on the chopping board. "The owner of the village insists on going to Chang'an, and Qinglan wants to stay with you at Tianxialou in Jinling for a while."
If Shen Qinglan's life story is revealed to her mother by Bai Xiaosheng, how will Fairy Ye handle herself? Jun Bubai hurriedly asked: "Does my mother know about this?"
Mrs. Luo's dough-making technique was mixed with internal force palming techniques, and the back of her hands on the chopping board was always smooth. "The owner of the village has already met the sword god."
Bai Xiaosheng has met his uncle, and his uncle probably already knows about Shen Qinglan's life experience.
What is supposed to come will come. Jun Bubai sighed and squatted on the stone steps. There was no one watching downstairs, so he couldn't walk away, waiting for Mrs. Luo's newly baked cakes to come out of the oven and eat one to fill his stomach.
After waiting for a cup of tea, the freshly baked cakes had a strong smell of onion oil. Mrs. Luo threw out a piece of cake. The surface of the cake burned her mouth. Jun Bubai pinched it firmly with two fingers, tore off a piece and put it into his mouth. He asked: "Would mother-in-law be going to Jinling or Chang'an?"
Old Mrs. Luo was baking the cakes by herself, feeling uneasy. It took a long time for a cake to come out of the pan, and it turned black. She threw it to Jun Bubai, "After I finish my business in Suzhou, I will leave for Jinling."
The blackened cake was chewed with useless teeth and was not suitable for appreciation. Jun Bubai swallowed it in several mouthfuls. The old lady rarely made mistakes. He had guessed the general idea and said: "Uncle Shi, although he doesn't mean what he says, but In his heart, you and Miss Shen are the people closest to him, so if you keep Jiangnan, he can go to Chang'an with peace of mind."
Mrs. Luo's expression paused, and she calmly accepted Bai Xiaosheng's arrangement, and baked a few new cakes. The cakes were golden in color and exuded the alluring aroma of green onions.
Jun Bubai ate two pieces of cake, wiped the grease stains from his mouth, stood up and patted the dust from his clothes, then went back upstairs to get a jar of Immortal Drunk to moisten his throat.
Walking through Shen Qinglan's yard, I saw Mingyue curled up on the steps with a lonely look in her eyes. She took a big bite of the soy sauce beef in her hand and threw it aside as it was tasteless.
The saddest thing in the world is separation.
Shen Qinglan went to Jinling, and Su Wan also went to Jinling. There was no playmate to accompany her in Suzhou City.
Jun Bubai glanced at the moonlight between his fingers. Su Wan went to Jinling and would not return to Suzhou. She was the only woman of her age in the world in Jinling, and she also needed a playmate of the same age.
Jun Bubai opened his mouth and said, "How about I take you to Jinling after I finish my business in Suzhou? Wanwan is also in Jinling, and the soy sauce beef at Tianxialou in Jinling is even more delicious than in Suzhou."
Mingyue replied angrily: "I don't want to go to Jinling and leave without saying hello to anyone."
Lou Wanchun, Sui Dingfeng, Liu Yunniang, and Xie Lingyuan are all at Shennong Medical Center. Ye Xianzi left just now, and Shen Qinglan was also taken away by Bai Xiaosheng. Tonight, the lights on the lower floor are much dimmer. Jun Bubai condensed his sword intent. Clearing away the accumulated red leaves in the courtyard and staying a little longer can drive her away from the loneliness.
Fallen leaves piled up into hills in the courtyard. Jun Bubai held his sleeves in his hands and asked softly: "Is there anything you want to eat? I'm keeping vigil today. Just ask for anything you want to eat."
Mingyue buried her head in her knees, revealing half of her disappointed face, and said weakly: "I want to drink rice-treasure porridge. When I was unhappy when I was a child, my second brother would personally cook rice-treasure porridge for me."
Jun Bubai picked up the mountains of red leaves in the courtyard with his imperial weapon and sent them to the kitchen to make firewood. "Then let's drink porridge. Do you want to help me light the fire? The hot kitchen is much warmer than this. If you still want to If you eat something else, I can cook it for you as well."
Mingyue made a sound, revealed her whole face from her knees, picked up the piece of beef with congealed gravy, wrapped it in lotus leaves, and walked to the kitchen in a state of confusion.
Jun Bubai followed closely behind him, holding red leaves in his hands. He tried to talk to her several times, but she kept away from him.
In a kitchen with a cold fire and a cool stove, red leaves serve as a starter. Mingyue is particularly skillful in making fire. She first uses a fire sickle to knock out the flames to ignite the cotton. After throwing the red leaves into the stove, she picks up a bamboo blower and slowly blows the air. The fire was raging, emitting waves of scorching energy.
Jun Bubai waved his sleeves lightly, filled the pot with well water, found eight kinds of dried fruits, washed them, scooped out half a ladle of new rice from Jiangnan fragrant rice, and threw it into the pot. It would take some time for the rice porridge to cook until it blossoms. Afraid that the porridge would be bland under the bright moon, Jun Bubai used his knife to pick out the braised beef with soy sauce in a crockpot, cut the soup and meat into thin slices and put them on the plate.
The fireworks in the kitchen blocked the chill, and Ming Yue's expression softened slightly. She fried the cold piece of beef in her hands on the iron plate in front of the stove, held it on the lotus leaf and tore it into strands to pass the time.
Jun Bubai washed the chopping board, picked up a few vegetable leaves from the dark place, and planned to stir-fry vegetables. He took the time to ask: "In the past few days since you came to Tianxialou, I have never heard you mention your family. What you just said My second brother is still alive."
Mingyue stuffed a handful of shredded beef into her mouth, puffed out her cheeks, clenched her fists and protested: "Don't stand for him, he is the most heartless person."
Mingyue's angry look was somewhat similar to that of Su Wan. I think women of this age would probably be like this when they are angry. Jun Bubai changed the topic and said, "Then who else is there in your family?"
Mingyue counted on her fingers, "Eldest brother, third sister, fourth sister, fifth brother, sixth sister, seventh sister, eighth brother, ninth brother, tenth brother, and little eleven, and little twelve."
From what she could tell, there were many brothers and sisters, and they were favored at home. Jun Bubai lowered his head, picked the vegetable leaves, and asked casually: "You ran away from home, right?"
The conversation started, Mingyue propped up her head, and added new wood with her other hand, "My head hurts from reading. My father forces me to read and decipher every day. If I can't memorize it, my master will slap the text on my palm. I don't like it."
Jun Bubai burned oil for cooking, and the oil splashed out, and was blown back into the pot by the knife in his hand. He said with empathy: "Studying is indeed a headache. When I was a child, whenever I skipped school, my mother would chase and beat me with a fire stick all over the mountains and plains. I have to run, so my Qinggong is also very good now."
Mingyue was amused, "How can anyone practice Qing Gong like this?"
The smile on Mingyue's face stayed for a moment, and then was cast into a trace of melancholy. "My second brother also made me laugh like you when I was young. Unfortunately, now I can't even guess what he is thinking."
When a plate of vegetables came out of the pot, the aroma was enticing. Jun Bubai comforted him: "When you get to his age, maybe you will understand."
The porridge pot is boiling, and the bright moon no longer adds to the fire. I have finished eating the shredded beef in my hands. I put my hands on my cheeks to look at Jun Bubai. I don't know if the fire is too high or because of something on my mind. My whole cheek is slightly hot, and I have never felt anything like it. Live a different kind of emotion.
