Under the crabapple tree, there are colorful fallen flowers.
The petals fluttered and fell on Shen Zheng. He was wearing a moon-white gown, which made the petals look even crimson.
The wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground, and it was indistinguishable from the fallen flowers. A petal fell faintly on his face. He felt a little itchy, so he stretched out his hand to brush it away, turned over and continued to sleep.
But the stone was not a bed after all. It rolled down as soon as he turned over. He didn't seem to feel any pain, so he found a comfortable position and fell asleep soundly.
"Ah, isn't this Master Shen?"
The maid opened her mouth in surprise and took a closer look to confirm that it was Shen Zheng.
The lady frowned slightly: "It's spring, the ground is cold, I'm afraid you may catch a cold. Xiaoyu, please hurry up and call Master Shen's book boy over."
The maid named Xiaoyu immediately took the order and went.
The sound of footsteps reached Shen Zheng's eardrums, and his eyes opened slightly.
He looked over and saw a light cyan figure standing far away on the other side of the crabapple flower. The vague shadow was exactly the same as the figure he saw in his dreams every time.
He has no memory of his mother. His grandmother told him that her mother liked to wear blue clothes. Therefore, every time he dreamed, his mother in the dream was wearing a blue dress and had a gentle smile on her face.
I haven’t dreamed about my mother for a long time.
Shen Zheng stretched out his hand and said in a vague voice: "Mom, I miss you so much... Zheng'er misses my mother so much..."
The boudoir lady stood relatively far away, firstly to avoid suspicion, and secondly because she was also looking for the whereabouts of the other ladies.
Suddenly hearing Shen Zheng speak, she turned her head and saw Shen Zheng reaching out to her. What shocked her was that Master Shen was actually crying.
Tears flowed down, and the begonia petals on the ground were wet.
She didn't care much and walked over quickly, but she was still three or five steps away: "Master Shen, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Just bear with it and it will be fine. Your book boy will be here soon..."
"mother!"
Shen Zheng suddenly stretched out his arm, grabbed the girl's hand, put it on his face, and rubbed it gently.
The girl's expression changed drastically: "Master Shen, what are you doing! Please respect yourself!"
She wanted to take her hand away.
But as a girl, she was not as strong as a man, let alone a drunk man.
Her hand was tightly clenched and forced to touch the hot tears on Shen Zheng's face.
"I miss you so much, mother... When you came back to see me today, did you know that I was admitted as a scholar? Am I very good... wuwuwu, mother, I really miss you, and I really want you to be with me all the time. by my side……"
The girl's struggling hand paused.
"Mom, don't worry about me. I recognize my godmother. She will love me just like my mother in the future..." Shen Zheng cried and laughed, "But mother, you can't just because I have a godmother." Don’t come back to see me anymore. You are my biological mother and will always be my mother. Please come to my dreams more often... This time it feels so real. I finally touched my mother’s hand. I am so happy..."
"Mom, don't leave yet, stay with me for a while..."
He closed his eyes, held the hand tightly, and fell asleep again.
The sound of footsteps was heard not far away. The girl quickly took her hand out, took many steps back, and retreated to the road to the entrance.
Xiaoyu hurried over with Ah Fu.
Ah Fu quickly thanked him: "Thank you, Miss Lin, otherwise I wouldn't know where to find someone..."
Miss Lin said with an indifferent expression: "I've been sleeping for a while. Help me up quickly. Remember to feed me the sobering soup and ginger soup. Be careful of catching a cold."
Ah Fu nodded, quickly walked over, picked up Shen Zheng who was sleeping on the ground, and left.
"It turns out that Miss Fu is at the flower viewing pavilion in the southwest corner." Xiaoyu said, "Miss, go this way."
Miss Lin lowered her head and glanced at the palm of her hand: "There are also crabapples at home, so I won't see them here. I feel a little uncomfortable. Prepare the car and go back home."
The Shen family's banquet ended in a lively manner.
Shen Zheng slept until dusk when he woke up. He drank too much and his head was groggy.
"Master, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Ah Fu hurried over to say hello.
Shen Zheng touched the back of his head, and something flashed before his eyes. He pinched his eyebrows and said, "Isn't it that I'm admiring flowers and composing poems? Why am I sleeping on the bed?"
"Master, you were drunk. You didn't get the flowers, and you didn't write the poem. Today, Master Cheng is the leader, and Master Zheng is second. His face is livid with anger." Ah Fu handed over a cup of tea, "Master, please drink some sobering soup. "
As Shen Zheng drank the hangover soup, he felt as if he had forgotten something.
In the afternoon, Cheng Wanwan and the children returned to Dahe Village in a carriage. What happened in the city had long been spread to the village, and countless people were envious.
They knew that Dashan Niang was a great seventh-grade child, but in their subconscious, they always felt that the county magistrate was more powerful.
Now, Sui Ru and the county magistrate's family have become one family, and it will be even more amazing in the future.
Cheng Wanwan got out of the carriage dressed in rich clothes, and the children behind him were also all dressed in luxurious clothes. The little girl in his arms was playing with a green hairpin and a golden hairpin. Seeing this scene, the villagers felt that they The gap between me and Dashan Niang is getting deeper and deeper.
"Hui Niang, this girl has been so excited outside that she hasn't slept for a long time. Hurry up and put her to sleep." As soon as Cheng Wanwan got home, she started to tell the children, "Dashan, go and turn over the rice seeds. Ergou, you are here today." When my son is at home, he will help us work on the fields. Our family has too many fields, and it’s difficult for your eldest brother to do it alone. Sanniu, remember to chop the firewood in the yard. Sidan, stop reading and teach Sanniu. How can Mao feed those animals in the back yard..."
The children went into the house, changed into coarse clothes, and started working when they came out.
Cheng Wanwan also put on light clothes, rolled up her sleeves, and dug the soil around the corner of the yard. She was scattering flower seeds, but she always felt that there were still a few flowers in the yard.
In this way, the sense of distance among the villagers disappeared instantly.
Dashan Niang is still the Dashan Niang. She rolls up her sleeves and works, just like them.
Just as I was busy, the spring rain came down.
As the saying goes, spring rain is as precious as oil, and every drop of rain is hard-won nutrients for crop seedlings. After a rain, the paddy fields have accumulated water, and then the rice can be transplanted directly.
However, it is still early to transplant the rice seedlings. We have to wait for the rice seeds to germinate, then raise the seedlings until they grow to about 20 centimeters, and then plant them in the paddy fields.
With the help of ten long-term workers, the family's paddy field was quickly plowed.
Early that morning, someone came to the door of the house. A luxurious carriage stopped at the door, and a gorgeously dressed woman got out.
I know this woman, Cheng Wanwan, who is the famous matchmaker Wang in Hekou County. She should be someone invited by the Cao family.
According to the custom of this era, the matchmaker first communicates with the matchmaker, and then conveys the other party's wishes to the host's family.
After Cheng Wanwan welcomed the matchmaker in, she asked Sidan to invite matchmaker Zhao from the village to discuss the details of the marriage. She didn't know anything about this, so she felt more at ease leaving everything to the matchmaker.
Although Matchmaker Zhao has always been a matchmaker for the villagers, she also knows a little about the wedding ceremonies of wealthy families, and the two of them chatted freely.
