The half-pavilion is built attached to the wall and has a unique shape. You can see this side through the leaky window. The pavilion is covered with rose green vines, and the flowering period is slightly later than the wisteria that is in full bloom around it.
Fang Zhimei was carefully knitting handmade knickknacks when she suddenly heard someone call "Sister Yiren" again.
Ever since brother Shou'an next door came back, Fang Zhimei often dreamed of him standing on the wall calling her this way.
After subconsciously agreeing, Fang Zhimei pretended to be in a trance again. She continued to decorate the wisteria flowers on the bamboo basket, and then came out to take a look when she heard the words.
Unexpectedly, it was his sister-in-law who started fighting with him.
My sister-in-law has a heroic appearance and is as good as a woman. Even her eldest brother often tramples on his masculine dignity under her feet. She is really a role model for women.
Brother Shou'an, on the other hand, is like a romantic young man who picks flowers and comes at night to toss and turn under his sister-in-law's whip. He displays all his skills and beats the lonely woman in the boudoir, unable to resist.
Patting his cheek, coming back from his random thoughts, Fang Zhimei quickly spoke up to stop the two of them from talking too much - Brother Shou'an in front of him was not only cute, reliable, witty and brave, but also a woman. My heart trembles when I look at it, then I look at my legs, and after three breaths, I want to throw myself into the arms of the Immortal Lord who picks flowers and gives birth to children.
After introducing his sister-in-law Gui Linggao and promising that she was now grown up and would not be kidnapped by Qin Shou'an to play in the middle of the night, Fang Zhimei finally sent his sister-in-law away.
"Sister-in-law is a good sister-in-law. She always feels that her elder sister-in-law is like a mother, so she usually takes care of me, for fear that something will happen to me." Looking at her sister-in-law, she turned back step by step, with a look of caution in her eyes. Fang Zhimei couldn't help but Explain politely.
She has an excellent relationship with her sister-in-law, and her sister-in-law will accompany her to places where she would not dare or find it inconvenient to go alone.
It turns out that the surname is Gui. This surname is not very common in Xinqin, and there is only one family in the capital with the surname Gui that is qualified to marry into the Prime Minister's Office... No wonder he has such a violent temper. Mr. Fang is really miserable.
"Sister Yiren, long time no see." Qin Shouan looked away from Gui Lingpin's plump back that gradually faded into the darkness, and looked at Fang Zhimei with a smile.
Fang Zhimei was a little shy at first. Even when facing his childhood sweetheart, he still had a slight feeling of alienation and strangeness caused by not seeing each other for a long time and the reserve that a girl has grown up with.
Just hearing such a nickname and that familiar tone brings people back to the original feeling of intimacy.
It was as if she had become the little girl she once was, swaying her hands with Baby Rong and jumping around behind him.
One moment, their eyes widened in admiration because of his amazing move, the next moment, they laughed wildly because they were fooling around together, and the next moment, they climbed to the top of the building and scared everyone in the house. The three of them were so happy that they thought about everything they saw. He bumped the little lamb with its horns that had not yet grown up, causing it to jump around with its neck crooked.
"Brother Shouan, long time no see." Fang Zhimei also said, with a bit of anger in his tone:
"I've been back for so long. I just listened to others talking about you, but this is the first time I've seen a real person."
"That doesn't sound like a good thing, does it?"
Qin Shouan smiled, but he didn't feel ashamed.
Anyway, ever since he was young, he has not been a positive role model in front of Fang Zhimei and Rong Baobao.
Presumably none of them would feel like their good image was shattered when they heard what he had done.
Of course, Fang Zhimei didn't listen to the good news, but he didn't take it seriously. Tang Zhong deserved to die, and the Western Prison of Fu Si was the territory of the Rong family.
If the Rong family cares about him breaking into prison and killing people, Baobao Rong will naturally help and speak up, not to mention it is nothing.
"Yeah. But... all the aunts and ladies in the three lanes and seven lanes are saying that the crown prince is basically a different person. There are also rumors that the real crown prince is still in Tiandaomen, and the princess has found a handsome one. When she entered the house, she actually raised her outside and was brought into the house openly..."
Speaking of this, Fang Zhimei quickly covered her mouth. When she saw him, she spoke as freely as she did when she was a child.
Her smile leaked out from between her fingers, and it was a rare joy to talk nonsense without restraint... But over the years, she gradually learned to be a gentle and virtuous lady, and it was rare to say what she wanted to say casually. when.
Even a sister-in-law with a personality like Fang Zhimei would crack her whip in the air to scare people when she heard that Fang Zhimei was spreading such unbridled rumors.
Qin Shou'an raised his head slightly, pinched his chin with his fingers, and frowned, "Have I been seen through?"
Fang Zhimei was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, she pinched the side of her skirt with her fingers and twisted her waist, her figure swaying, and the smile on her face could no longer be blocked, like a peach tree that had just bloomed, trembling charmingly in the spring breeze.
Qin Shou'an smiled. When he was a child, he thought that Fang Zhimei was a beautiful embryo. When he grew up, he would be like the "Peach Blossom Spring" rough stone, blooming with "violet and imperial green flowers".
Unlike her sisters-in-law Gui Lingpeng and Tang Wanrong, who were as moist as grease, the girl's delicateness seemed to have tempered the spring breeze in the garden and supplied it to her.
"Since you have found out, I will kill someone and silence you... How dare you laugh!"
Qin Shou'an feigned anger and said viciously:
"Forget it, I won't kill you. I will dig a cellar, lock you in the cellar, and make you practice tongue twisters a hundred times a day. The Cowherd loves Liu Niang, Liu Niang misses the Cowherd, and the Cowherd loves Liu Niang every year. , Liu Niang reads Cowherd every year..."
Fang Zhimei's smile was trembling, but he couldn't help but feel a lot of regrets in his heart. If he had been in Langya Palace for the past eight years, playing with him every day, what a happy time it would have been?
In the eight years since he left, Longyin City has been somewhat dead.
Even Rong Baobao, who likes to look for trouble the most, has become a boring woman who lives a lazy life and just wants to lie down and moan every day.
"You laugh like I'm scratching the soles of your feet." Qin Shou'an recalled some scenes on the fourth floor of Wang Xie Fengyue Building, "By the way, I have to take off my shoes and socks and scratch the soles of your feet a hundred times a day. Are you afraid of the kind where the true energy is poured into the acupuncture points on the soles of your feet?"
Fang Zhimei stopped smiling, her eyes were full of shame, and she stared at him with anger and annoyance. She was no longer the age of childhood sweethearts.
She is such a big girl, her breasts bulge when she smiles, her waist swings thinly, and her feet are hidden under her skirt. Can she just take off her shoes and socks casually?
In particular, the true energy was poured into the acupuncture points on the soles of the feet... Was he going to the world's number one martial arts holy land to practice for this purpose?
A woman is being bullied by a man using her zhenqi, which is more or less indecent. Even if she has been dissatisfied with traditional etiquette since she was a child, Fang Zhimei is a rich young lady after all. How can she let someone touch her feet casually and pour zhenqi into her acupuncture points? ?
"Haha..." Qin Shouan laughed, "It's still the same as when I was a child. When I get angry, I stand there with bulging cheeks like a pufferfish."
"You are like a puffer fish." Fang Zhimei was infected by his laughter again and couldn't help but smile, remembering that when he was a child, he was not only able to make people happy, but also very angry.
I just get angry and forget, and I can't help but make up quickly and play together again, so only those interesting and happy feelings remain in my memory.
While chatting, the two walked to the pavilion and sat down. Qin Shouan saw small bamboo craft tools such as bamboo knives, hook-headed bamboo knives, and bamboo needles placed on the table.
The semi-finished bamboo basket is also very finely made and can be called a skilled craftsman.
There is also a finished design of the bamboo basket drawn next to it. Every bamboo thread and string is drawn very finely, as if it were the real thing.
I seem to have seen this style of painting before.
"Will you still make kites?" In this era, lightweight materials are limited, and bamboo is indispensable in kite making.
Qin Shou'an took Fang Zhimei to some kite gatherings when he was a child, and he got a lot of limelight due to his shape. However, those giant kites that can fly people and special kites with military uses also made by those famous kite families. Qin Shou'an's eyes were opened.
"Of course...but what I'm best at now is..." Fang Zhimei blushed a little, "I won't tell you."
Qin Shouan looked at her suspiciously.
"Why are you looking at me like this?" Fang Zhimei was a little panicked. This person likes to be suspicious, and then he will analyze it thoroughly, often discovering something special from an incredible angle.
This is what she and Baobao Rong admire most about him... and because of this, he can easily find things to do for everyone and discover all kinds of secrets.
"I've seen this style of painting in Wang Xie Fengyue Tower's roster." After thinking for a moment, Qin Shou'an pointed to the painting she placed on the stone table and said with certainty.
He smiled half-heartedly at Fang Zhimei. This little girl was really just like she was when she was a child. Underneath her seemingly well-behaved and cute appearance, she hid a rebellious soul.
Of course, if she could grow up to be more and more interesting, it would also be inseparable from his subtle training... no, teaching.
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