Some people have good eyes, but they have long been blind.
Xu Wanning thought that she was also blind and had not seen these monsters clearly in her previous life.
Fortunately, in this life, she kept her eyes open and sent these monsters to hell.
Pei Heng smiled and asked: "Everything has been arranged, how can you thank me?"
Xu Wanning: "You lost to me fifty jars of pear blossoms, and there are still two jars left."
"That's my wine." Pei Heng disagreed: "There is no reason to thank others for their wine."
This person even kicked his nose and slapped his face.
"You only drink wine and don't eat vegetables?" Xu Wanning sneered: "Then I will give you two more jars, and you can go back and drink."
"No, no, no, no." Pei Heng quickly waved his hands and begged for mercy: "Two altars, two altars."
"Then sit down slowly and I'll go to the kitchen to see what's available." Xu Wanning left Pei Heng behind and went to the kitchen with red plums and green apricots.
Pei Heng was the only one left in Ningyuan.
He sat in the yard and felt bored, then got up and entered Xu Wanning's study.
Chang'an sat quietly in a corner of the study, holding a book and looking at it. He seemed to have encountered some problem, and he frowned and held his chin in deep thought.
Pei Heng seemed to see himself when he was a child.
If you look closely at this child, with red lips and white teeth, he looks a bit like him when he was a child.
"Have you encountered any difficulties?" Pei Heng stepped forward and took the book from Chang An's hand.
Only then did Changan notice Pei Heng's arrival. He immediately stood up and saluted respectfully: "Master Pei."
Pei Heng flipped through the book Chang An was reading and was a little surprised: "Are you studying the Analects of Confucius?"
According to the average child's reading progress, the child who reads "The Analects of Confucius" should be eight or nine years old. This child is only five years old now.
"Yes." Chang'an said a little shyly, "The young lady said that I can already read the Analects of Confucius."
Xu Wanning was his husband, and he personally taught him how to read and calligraphy. Changan also had a strong learning ability, and even had a photographic memory. After reading a book he had read only once, he could close the book and almost miss every word. Come out on the ground.
He studies carefully and has a good memory, so he progresses in reading faster than other children.
Pei Heng nodded approvingly: "Yes, I read the Analects when I was six years old. I thought I was early enough, but I didn't expect you were earlier than me. Young people are terrible."
Chang'an's snow-white face turned red when Pei Heng praised him: "How can Chang'an be compared with Mr. Pei? I can't even read the Analects of Confucius without understanding many of them."
"Which sentence can't you read?" Pei Heng pointed to one of the nail lines drawn by Chang An with his nails: "This sentence?"
A man with lofty ideals and benevolence will not harm his benevolence by seeking life, but will sacrifice his life to achieve benevolence.
Chang'an nodded: "I don't quite understand what it means."
This sentence is actually not difficult to understand.
A person with lofty ideals and benevolence will not do anything that harms benevolence in order to survive, but will sacrifice his life in order to preserve "benevolence". This is also "killing one's life to achieve benevolence".
literal meaning.
Chang'an memorized it, but still had a vague understanding: "Then what is a patriot?"
"A group of people who bear the Three Cardinal Principles and Five Constant Principles, seek peace in the world, restrain themselves and return to propriety."
They are also a group of people without desires.
"Then I will be such a person in the future." Chang'an murmured to himself.
Pei Heng touched Chang An's head: "Okay, you will definitely become such a person."
It is precisely because there is no hatred that there is no desire and one can restrain oneself and return to propriety.
Pei Heng hopes that this child will have a safe and smooth life, without hatred or desire, and not to be like him, living in hatred and unable to turn over.
"Master Pei, thank you for answering Chang An's questions." Chang An took the book and gave Pei Heng a big salute.
Pei Heng waved his hand: "You're welcome, and you don't have to call me sir. Your master and I are friends after all. You can call me Uncle Pei."
This child is five years old. Calling him uncle is not an exaggeration.
It's possible to give birth to him.
Chang An pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and politely called: "Uncle Pei."
"Be good." Pei Heng touched Chang'an's head again, feeling very happy.
After Xu Wanning left Ningyuan, she went to the kitchen.
The kitchen has ready-made dinner, but Pei Heng’s mouth...
Forget it, she cooked herself a pickled fish fillet.
The aroma of pickled fish fillets fills the kitchen, making people drool.
Xiliu, who came to get the rice, also smelled the smell. It was sour, and his eyes lit up: "What does this smell like?"
"Sauerkraut fish fillet."
"Give one to Mrs. Side. Mrs. Side has not had a good appetite these days, so I would like to have sauerkraut as an appetizer."
The man in the kitchen shook his head: "Miss Xiliu, I'm sorry, I can't give you the pickled fish fillets."
"Why can't you give it? It's for Mrs. Side. Even if it's not available, you can just make another one."
"It's not that I won't give it, it's that I can't give it." The person in the kitchen explained nicely: "Those are the pickled fish fillets made by the young lady herself. They have been taken away, and there is only this little soup left. You can't let the young lady Come back and make one for you?"
The young lady cooks in person?
Xiliu pouted, she really didn't have the courage, "Young lady, the fish tastes so good!"
"That's not true. The young lady is really good at cooking fish." The man in the kitchen gave a thumbs up: "The young lady will come and pick up a fresh fish every few days."
"Young lady likes to eat fish very much?" Xiliu asked again.
"It's not bad." The person in the kitchen said, "I don't usually hear people around her say they want to eat fish."
The food has been packed, and Xiliu didn't ask any questions, "Just give me this sour soup. Mrs. Xi has a bad appetite, so this mixed rice should be an appetizer."
"Okay, take them all."
The kitchen gave the sour soup to Xi Liu, and a woman washing dishes listened and watched the whole process. When Xi Liu left, the woman quickly took off her apron and left the kitchen.
When the food was brought back to Yuxinyuan, Chen Mianmian looked sleepy and yawned: "What are you going to eat tonight?"
She has had a bad appetite recently and doesn't want to eat anything. The meals brought from the kitchen were either big fish or big meat, and she was already tired of them.
"Madam, there is sour soup today." Xiliu said as if taking credit: "Smell this smell."
Chen Mianmian also smelled the sour smell, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "This smell is the smell of pickled fish."
"My wife, it's pickled fish, but the pickled fish is gone, and only this soup is left." Xiliu said while preparing the meal: "The kitchen said that the young lady cooked it herself, and they took it away."
"She cooks by herself?" Chen Mianmian couldn't believe it.
"Yes. I heard from the people in the kitchen that the young lady will either go to the kitchen to get fresh fish every few days, or cook it in the kitchen and bring it back to Ningyuan."
"Are all the dishes she cooks fish?"
"That's what the kitchen says."
Chen Mianmian was eating bibimbap with sour soup, and her mind had already gone to nowhere.
She remembered that the night Xu Wanning arrived at Zhuangzi, Xu Wanning also cooked fish.
Then that night, an uninvited guest stayed at Zhuangzi and had a meal with Xu Wanning.
Chen Mianmian put down her chopsticks suddenly, her body trembling with excitement, "Xiliu, hurry up, come with me to Ningyuan."
