After receiving the admission letter from Dongchen Academy, the Xu family breathed a sigh of relief. Xu's mother finally took out the embroidery work that had been put aside for many days.
There is only one sunny room in the family, which was originally used by Xu's mother to draw embroidery patterns and do embroidery work. Now, Mrs. Xu has installed new tables and chairs for Xu Jinyu to practice calligraphy.
There were only three shabby rooms in the house, and Xu Jinyu was not willing to let Xu's mother do embroidery work in the dark back room. It would hurt the eyes too much.
So, after some tugging, at noon, Xu Jinyu rubbed her wrist and put down the pen, and saw Xu's mother leaning on the low table tracing embroidery patterns.
Xu Jinyu stood up, moved her body, and walked to Xu's mother. She was really surprised when she looked at the exquisite embroidery samples made by Xu's mother.
What Xu's mother painted today was hundreds of butterflies piercing flowers. The hundreds of butterflies each have their own shapes. The flowers are so delicate and delicate that they appear on the paper. It makes people feel as if there is a sea of flowers in front of them, and the butterflies are flocking to it. It is so beautiful.
"Are you hungry, Dalang? Today, your mother will cook her delicious food for us!"
After Xu's mother finished the last stroke, she stopped writing. At this time, Xu Jinyu could only marvel:
"The embroidery pattern that my mother drew is so lifelike. I'm afraid that when it is actually embroidered, the real butterfly will be confused!"
Xu Jinyu's words immediately made Xu's mother smile:
"My husband is just sweet-talking! My mother's little effort is nothing, she just sees too much."
"My mother's skills are not at all inferior!"
Xu Jinyu shook his head, he was not lying. He finally understood why this body, which was originally so sick and weak, could still be kept alive.
Such vivid embroidery skills, if Xu's mother was not fluent in writing and did not teach disciples, she would definitely become a great embroidery master of the generation.
"It's time to eat!"
Mrs. Xu said hello, and Mrs. Xu also put down her pen and said with a smile:
"Okay, okay, let's not hold each other up here. Mom has long heard Da Lang's stomach growling with hunger!"
As soon as Xu's mother said these words, Xu Jinyu only felt that his cheeks were slightly hot. Recently, he would break out in a thin sweat after doing a set of Tai Chi, and his body could feel relaxed. The only disadvantage was that he got hungry too easily.
"Ahem, I'm going to get water for my mother to cleanse her hands!"
"How can this kid be so thin-skinned? He's not like my mother at all!"
Xu Jinyu happened to catch Xu's mother's words and almost stumbled.
Although he had known for a long time that his mother was a carefree person, she always made him... well, a little surprised.
After the mother and son washed their hands and went to the dinner table, Xu Jinyu's expression had returned to normal. Facing Xu's mother's teasing eyes, Xu Jinyu remained motionless.
Why hadn't he noticed before that my mother liked teasing people so much?
"Here comes the meal! Today, my little girl, Dani, brought us a basketful of locust leaves. I thought that the weather has been hot recently and Dalang couldn't eat during the day, so I simply made a cold meal of locust leaves. Dalang, what do you want? What kind of toppings?”
Mrs. Xu is a master at making locust leaf cold soup. When ordinary people make it, the noodles are always yellowish in color, but Mrs. Xu makes them green and moist.
It seems that I have been eating it all summer.
Xu Jinyu's eyes lit up when she saw the green color of Sophora japonica Lengtao. When she looked at the toppings, one was vinegar and ginger juice, and the other was vegetable toppings. These three... were a bit strange.
"Milk, what are these red and sweet ones?"
Xu Jinyu was a little strange, but Mrs. Xu glanced at the younger sister with a smile, and the younger sister immediately raised her paw:
"It's the cherry jam I made with milk! I've never tasted Sophora japonica Lengtao with cherry jam!"
Xu Jinyu knew that her younger sister was a foodie, so she raised her eyebrows and took some cherry jam and mixed it with Sophora japonica leaves.
The locust leaves are as green as jade, but they are dotted with ruddy and attractive cherry flesh. They are both red and green, which is a visual enjoyment.
Xu Jinyu took a bite and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The snack foodie is indeed right!
Lengtao is tasteless, but when paired with sweet and sour jam, it has a fresh and pleasant taste. After using it, you only feel the fragrance on your cheeks.
"Little sister, you are this!"
After Xu Jinyu had a delicious meal, she gave her little sister a thumbs up.
"Da Lang ate a whole bowl today! Little sister will take credit!"
Xu's mother praised her together, and the younger sister happily said that she would pick all the cherries in the back mountain for her brother, which made everyone laugh.
And just as everyone was laughing and eating, there was a knock on the door.
Xu Jinyu went over to open the door. Unexpectedly, when the door opened, it turned out to be an acquaintance... barely half an acquaintance!
"Why is the prince here?"
It turned out that Zhao Qingyang came here sweating profusely, followed by a horse, which was leisurely gnawing on the grass outside.
Before Zhao Qingyang could reply, Xu's mother came from afar and said:
"Who sent the persimmons? Where did the persimmons come from at this time? Come back quickly, Dalang, don't be deceived!"
Xu Jinyu glanced at Zhao Qingyang, whose face suddenly turned red, and pursed her lips to suppress a smile:
"Mom, you are not a persimmon to eat, but a prince."
As Xu's mother spoke, she had already walked over, but when she saw Zhao Qingyang, her expression suddenly changed and she pulled Xu Jinyu behind her to block her:
"What do you think of me as the crown prince... What are you doing here? Let me tell you, I only recognize Dalang as my son. When the incident first came out, you had no intention of coming to see it. What are your plans today?!"
As soon as Xu Jinyu heard this, she knew that Xu's mother thought Zhao Qingyang was the prince in Lin'an, but when she felt Xu's mother's fingers pulling her arm began to tremble slightly, Xu Jinyu's heartstrings moved and she hurriedly whispered:
"Mom, he is not, not that person. This is the prince of Zhenguo."
As soon as Xu Jinyu said these words, Xu's mother's attitude of being an old hen protecting her chicks suddenly stopped, and she even patted Xu Jinyu's arm:
"You kid! You scared me! Prince, right? Come on, come in and do it!"
Zhao Qingyang: "..."
Now when he hears this aunt calling him Prince, he feels like he has to hang himself from a tree.
The big red persimmons that flutter in the wind in autumn!
Zhao Qingyang's face turned from red to green, then from green to purple, and he finally suppressed his words:
"Ahem, aunt, you should call me Qingyang! Me and, me and..."
Zhao Qingyang looked at Xu Jinyu for help. He suddenly remembered that he didn't know Xu Jinyu's name yet. After Xu Jinyu had seen enough of the show, he smiled and said:
"Xu's Jinyu."
"Brother Yu and I are good friends!"
Zhao Qingyang finally connected smoothly and felt relieved.
Now it was Xu's mother's turn to be speechless and choked. Although she was big-hearted, she was not stupid.
How come the prince of Zhenguo, who doesn't even know his own elder brother's name, is good friends with him?
But seeing that Xu Jinyu didn’t refute, Xu’s mother still nodded:
"Ah, come in quickly, it's hot outside. Have you eaten?"
Xu's mother was polite and enthusiastic, but as soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Qingyang's stomach rumbled.
Zhao Qingyang blushed again, and Xu Jinyu ended at the right time:
"It's lunch time. Prince, please join us."
Zhao Qingyang nodded repeatedly:
"Then I'll be disrespectful, that is, Brother Yu, do you want to change your title?"
Xu Jinyu smiled, until Zhao Qingyang glared at him, and then said:
"Okay, Brother Qingyang, please—"
At the dinner table, Zhao Qingyang sat a little restrained on Xu's simple chair.
Mrs. Xu had eaten a lot of noodles today. When she heard that Zhao Qingyang wanted to eat, she went to the kitchen and poured water with her mother.
Zhao Qingyang thanked him politely, but complained softly to Xu Jinyu:
"It's so hard to find your home! I haven't eaten since morning and now I'm here!"
Xu Jinyu raised her eyebrows:
"Speaking of this, I'm quite curious as to how Brother Qingyang came here without knowing my name?"
Zhao Qingyang looked at Xu Jinyu blankly:
"Just ask which village has the best-looking young man from Shiyi Er!"
Xu Jinyu: "..."
So, before he became famous in the imperial examination, he was already known to all over the country for his beauty?
But as soon as Zhao Qingyang said these words, Xu's mother's attitude was as warm as the spring breeze, and she smiled so hard that her eyes almost disappeared:
"Qingyang is really discerning! Come on, here are some locust leaves! These and cherry jam are the favorites of these little ones. You should try them too!"
Xu Jinyu immediately widened his eyes and called out:
"Mom! Didn't you say you would leave it to me and the eldest sister, and the younger sister to eat at night?"
When Zhao Qingyang heard Xu Jinyu's words, he didn't hesitate at all. Regardless of whether the environment was simple or not, he directly rolled up the remaining cherry jam.
After a meal of sweet and sour locust leaves, Zhao Qingyang felt comfortable and comfortable:
"Ah, I haven't eaten so comfortably for a long time!"
Xu Jinyu had a rare craving for food, but Zhao Qingyang directly circled him and became rude:
"Speaking of which, why did Brother Qingyang come to visit you now?"
"It's not like I lost the bet that day. I, Zhao Qingyang, was at your disposal. But you didn't come for a long time, so I had to come by myself."
Xu Jinyu almost couldn't hold back her eyes and smiled coldly:
"At my command?"
"That's natural. It's just that Brother Yu has to worry about the food and lodging for these two days."
Zhao Qingyang said loudly, and Xu Jinyu laughed angrily:
"People who eat in my house and live in my house, what kind of people do I want to do?"
"I'll give you money!"
Zhao Qingyang directly took out a silver ingot and placed it on the table:
"Then I definitely can't live and eat for free, right?"
Xu Jinyu snorted coldly when she saw that Zhao Qingyang had been prepared. Although she didn't know why he was like this, he agreed after discussing it with his family.
Ever since, Zhao Qingyang officially lived in the Xu family.
…
"Brother Yu, although I say that I am at your disposal, my noble prince, you actually use me to do such menial work. It is really a waste of natural resources!"
Xu Jinyu connected the words and listened to Zhao Qingyang's wailing through the window. He directly picked up his pen and sneered:
"A waste of natural resources? You burnt your eyebrows on fire, dropped three bowls while carrying them, and filled empty buckets several times. Do you have no idea?!"
"..."
"Chop the bamboo strands out for me properly, so that I can be worthy of your words and let me do whatever I want!"
Zhao Qingyang: "The swordsmanship passed down from generation to generation in my Zhao family has actually ended up like this..."
Zhao Qingyang sighed long and short, and Xu Jinyu rolled his eyes in his heart, so he simply closed the window, out of sight and out of mind.
Although he didn't know why the Duke and Crown Prince came to visit him so well, he didn't need to use it in vain.
It happened that my little sister was very enthusiastic about picking cherries, but she dyed her clothes several times, so he made a lightweight bamboo basket for her to play with.
The leisurely afternoon time made people feel a little lazy. At this moment, a "dong dong dong" knock on the door made people's heartstrings tighten.
