The petals of the jasmine flowers are gradually beginning to wither, and the weather is gradually getting hotter.
Since spring, it was rare that the imperial court did not cause trouble for Yunzhong City. Ranchen was happy to have some time and money, so he ordered the people around him to work hard to arrange the marriage between Qingyang and Nanliluo. The leisure and rare happy events during this period of time were not enough. It also made him feel better, and he no longer looked as sick as before.
"Oh, girl, be careful." Looking at Si Miao climbing up the ladder to the roof, Aunt Hu shouted anxiously from below, "Just let Uncle Wu and his boy do the repairing of the roof. You How can a girl's family join in the fun?"
Si Miao, who had already changed into Han Chinese clothes, lifted up the corners of her skirt and kept climbing up. She didn't forget to turn around when she heard Aunt Hu's shout: "Auntie, don't worry, I often helped my father when we were in southern Xinjiang." Repairing the roof is a small matter."
As he spoke, he did not forget to use his other hand to hold the hem of his skirt: "But the clothes of you Han women are really in the way and not convenient at all."
Unexpectedly, he accidentally stepped on the hem of his own skirt.
At that moment, she felt a heavy slip on the sole of her foot, and she only had time to scream in her heart. She let go of her skirt with her other hand and tried to grab the ladder. Unfortunately, the speed of the fall not only did not allow her to catch it, but also the other hand. One hand was also bounced away by the force of inertia.
Amidst Aunt Hu's screams, Si Miao closed her eyes in despair. It was over, and her buttocks were definitely blooming after the fall.
Unexpected pain came, but Si Miao felt like she had fallen into a warm embrace.
"Are you OK?"
Feng Fanxiao's voice came from above, and when she opened her eyes, she realized that she was firmly held in his arms.
She quickly jumped out of his arms and grabbed the hem of her skirt with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I really just wanted to help Sister Qingyang's wedding."
Aunt Hu who was on the side rushed up in a hurry, grabbed Si Miao's arm and turned her around. Seeing that she was not injured, she slapped her hand: "I told you to be careful, this roof What should I do if we bump into someone so high?"
Feng Fanxiao nodded in agreement: "Aunt Hu is right. There are dense forests in southern Xinjiang, and houses are generally built shorter. Houses in the Central Plains are higher. You still have to be careful."
As if he was deep in thought, the tall man under the eaves pursed his lips, and then made up his mind and said, "I'm going to go shopping to buy some things for Li Luo to get married. Do you want to come with me?" ?You have been in Yunzhong City for so long and you haven’t even gone shopping yet, right?"
Aunt Hu on the side immediately poked Si Miao's arm when she heard this: "Go, go, there happens to be a market today, and the street will be many times more lively than usual. Let him take you for a stroll."
When she heard about the market, Si Miao's eyes suddenly lit up. Usually when she was in southern Xinjiang, she was most looking forward to the market in Jialan City. At that time, she would go with her father. After arriving in the Central Plains, it was really I miss the liveliness very much. I wonder what is the difference between the market here and the one there?
However, I heard from my sisters that most girls in the Central Plains don’t leave home, so I guess it’s not as lively as the markets there.
After following Feng Xiaoxiao on the street, Si Miao's thoughts changed instantly.
"It's so lively." She sighed as she looked around, "It's many times more lively today than when I followed Sister Qingyang into the city."
"The area where Yunzhong City is located has a lot of rain in the spring. Now that it is almost summer, people who are usually busy with farm work or scholars who are studying will come out to join in the fun, so the market during this period will be more lively than in the past."
Feng Fanxiao patiently explained at the side, but at this time Si Miao was so attracted by the various stalls that she could no longer listen to any words and ran around here and there, stopping at every one.
"Come and take a look, beautiful pearl hairpin——
The latest rouge, please buy a box, girl——"
He was attracted by a stall.
All kinds of pastries and snacks were filled with a dazzling array of stalls. The seller, A Lang, looked to be in his thirties, with a white scarf on his head. He looked smart and capable. When he saw Feng Fanxiao stopping in front of the stall, he He quickly stood up and introduced enthusiastically.
"Does this guest want to buy some? The snacks on my stall are all made by my wife. They are clean and hygienic and not sweet. It would be great if you buy them for the girl's family."
He looked up and saw that the girl in a light blue dress was trying to squeeze into the crowd of performers nearby and raised the corner of her mouth.
"I bought it for the girl's family to eat, so please pack some of everything for me."
When the salesman Ah Lang heard that it was a big order, he immediately let out a sigh of joy, quickly picked up the oil paper bag lying beside him, and carefully put each pastry into the bag.
"Let me tell you, this winter jasmine cake is made by my wife using the petals of the jasmine flowers that I picked early in the morning. There is still a fragrance in it. The girl will definitely like it."
He folded a large bag full of pastries carefully, handed it to Feng Fanxiao, and warned carefully: "Guest, please be careful when holding it, the pastries may bump."
"Thank you." He took the pastry from the seller A Lang's hand, with a faint smile on his lips, and took out a small piece of broken silver from his arms and handed it over.
"This is too much," the seller waved his hand quickly, "Your money is enough to buy all my pastries, I can't accept them."
"In that case," the man in front of the stall put down the broken silver in his hand, "Then I will wrap up all your pastries. Please deliver them here for me." After that, he took out a jade plaque from his arms and handed it over. Gave it to the salesman.
"This -" the salesman was slightly shocked.
"Don't worry, just give them all the jade tokens and things. You also happened to go back early to accompany your wife. I think it was hard for her to make these things."
"Okay, thank you sir." The salesman took the jade token in his hand and quickly packed up his things.
"Brother Feng, Brother Feng——"
A crisp voice came from not far away.
Feng Fanxiao turned around and realized that Si Miao was no longer among the crowd watching the busking, but was standing on the street looking around for him.
He walked over and handed over the pastry bag in his hand: "Here you go."
When she turned back, the person who had been following her disappeared, which made her panic. When she saw him emerging from behind her, she felt much more at ease at that moment. She blinked at him and saw He handed the bag in front of him with some curiosity: "What is this?"
"These are some popular pastries from the Central Plains. You may have never tasted them before. Try them."
The color is light yellow, the rosin is soft and waxy, and there seems to be a faint aroma wafting out from the mouth of the bag.
"This pastry is so beautiful." Si Miao took out a Spring Festival cake from the bag with some surprise, took a big bite, and a hint of sweetness spread in her mouth.
Feng Fanxiao looked at the girl eating cakes in front of him in a daze.
When he entered the house and came to the young master when he was young, he only had two brothers, Nan Liyu, and later with the arrival of Mo Ningyi and Ye Xinghe, the six of them could be said to have grown up clinging to each other.
Over the years, they had experienced various pursuits and dangers together. At that time, he felt that they should live together like this for the rest of their lives.
But I don’t know when it started, their lives seemed to have quietly changed. When exactly was it?
He felt in a daze that everything seemed to have changed from the moment they went to Southern Xinjiang, or from the moment they went to Yaowang Valley for medical treatment.
And he once thought that he would accompany the young master to come alone, but he did not expect that the southern Xinjiang party would meet such a fiery and bright girl.
Unlike the reserved Han girl, she didn't seem to mind expressing her emotions at all. The girl who threatened to marry him in Jialan City, after so many years, actually pursued her all the way here.
He couldn't help but smile a little. After getting along with her for a month, his feelings for her seemed to have quietly changed.
The doctor from Yaowang Valley was as cold as the moon in the desert. Even the two girls following her looked like thorny flowers, which made him sigh that women are really not easy to mess with.
But this girl from southern Xinjiang is so different from them. Her enthusiasm is like the flowers that bloom in the hottest summer in southern Xinjiang, fragrant and vital.
Following him during this period of time, he even somewhat forgot about the tense life in the past.
What if she really stayed with him?
At that moment, the thought rushed into Feng Fanxiao's mind, making him even startled.
"Brother Feng, Brother Feng."
Realizing that the man in front of her was distracted, Si Miao stretched out her hand and shook it desperately in front of him: "What are you thinking about?"
Feng Fanxiao finally pulled back his thoughts and said apologetically: "I just thought of something. I'm sorry, how does the pastry taste?"
When talking about pastries, Si Miao shook the bag in her hand and said happily: "This is really delicious. We can't eat such exquisite pastries here."
"Just eat if you like. I have just bought all the pastries from the vendor's stall. He will deliver them to your house later. You can eat as much as you like these days."
"That's great, thank you, Brother Feng." Si Miao hugged Feng Fanxiao and jumped up happily. She didn't notice Feng Fanxiao who was stiff for a moment, and then immediately let go of him, "That's right. , didn’t you say you wanted to give Sister Qingyang something for her wedding, where should we buy it?”
"Yes, yes," he suddenly remembered the purpose of coming out. He had just seen the various pastries on the stall, and he was only thinking that Si Miao might like it, and almost forgot about the business, "The shop is not far in front, you Come with me and take a look, maybe there’s something you like in it.”
The girl in the light blue dress held the pastry in her hand and ran forward in a hurry. The tall man beside her followed him with his hands behind his back, and he seemed not to notice that there was something hanging on the corner of his lips. smile.
