Spring is thick and thin

When He Xiu was missing before and could not be found, the He family in Ancheng had already notified the He family in the capital.He Xiu's parents and relatives had just heard the devastating bad news, and within two days they received the news that He Xiu had found him, and at the same time they learned the sad news of the old lady's death.Originally, the old lady could stay longer, so He Xiu's father would ask He Xiu to go back to accompany him, but unexpectedly, under the great sorrow and joy, the old lady did not survive and passed away early.

Naturally, they didn't blame He Xiu, they just hated the gangster, but the gangster was already dead, so whoever saved He Xiu became their doubt.However, at that time, it was the saddest time of bereavement, and there was no time to ask, so He Xiu simply said that she met a hero who fought against injustice.She also forgot that she had promised to reward Jing Yan.

While she was blaming herself, Jing Yan sat down on the stool that He Xiu had just vacated when he stood up.It was the wooden stool in front of the dressing table, and Jing Yan was facing the mirror after sitting down.He first looked in the mirror to admire the cloak he had made with his skillful hands, then bent down and opened a drawer in the cabinet connected to the vanity mirror, roughly opened the small clothes inside, and took out a bag wrapped in oiled paper. A solid paper bag.

He Xiu didn't finish blushing at the little clothes, but his face turned pale when he looked at the oil-paper bag, but he didn't stop Jing Yan from unpacking it.

Jing Yan's unpacking movements are much more delicate and gentle.The hemp rope dyed red left the oiled paper bag in circles, and the folds of the oiled paper bag were also smoothed out by Jing Yan, revealing more than ten pieces of dried milk stacked inside.The dried milk was stacked very neatly, each piece was integrated, the size was the same, the color was pure white, looking forward to it, but Jing Yan frowned under the cloak.

This dried milk is no longer fresh.Although it has been well preserved, the taste is still sweet, but Jing Yan's sense of smell is so keen, he can naturally smell that this dried milk has been made for a while.Although a little regretful, Jing Yan still picked up a piece and threw it into his mouth, holding it with relish.

He picked up the dry milk and put it in his mouth, and lifted the veil sewn on the cloak, revealing a little chin, which can be guessed to be mixed with youthful, but faintly mature outlines, and He Xiu just glanced at it, But all of a sudden, his imagination came to mind, what kind of amazing face would be under this cloak?

So Jing Yan's impression in He Xiu's mind added the word "amazing".

He Xiu looked at the dried milk again, but the feeling of hurting the scene faded a little.This was the last piece of dried milk she made. It came with the luggage this time. She wanted to throw it away but didn't throw it away, and finally stuffed it into the cabinet.

She thought that she still had a crush on Wei Kangyu, but she was finally able to break free from that frustration.The skills she has practiced so hard are not so ineffective, and some people still like them.

He Xiu wrapped the oil paper and said: "This milk has been dried for a long time, and it is no longer fresh. Wait until I make a new one for you."

Jing Yan nodded again and again, and took back the oil-paper bag, meaning that he wanted the new one, and this one too.

He Xiu didn't mention the remuneration any more, and made up his mind to introduce his benefactor to his father.The benefactor would not like this, she vaguely felt.

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The dumb slave ran away for several days, but he couldn't find the source of the milk. It was dried milk from the house in the west of the city, but as long as there was dried milk sold, he bought it.There are not many shops selling dried milk, there are only five in total, and they all say that making dried milk consumes too much fresh milk. Many people who can afford dried milk prefer to buy fresh milk. , I still don’t forget to complain that the milk boss in the west of the city is too stingy, and there is no discount for bulk purchases, and it is really impossible to make any profit if you buy it like that.

The dumb slave tasted every piece of milk flakes he bought, and felt that it was not as strong as the milk in the west of Cheng. I kept it in my pocket, but didn't show it to Jing Yan.

That day, he went to the west of the city to buy milk again. The boss remembered something and told him: "By the way, the person who said that he wanted to buy milk for dry milk has come again. He has reserved milk for tomorrow. He just left now. You chase after him." Maybe you can still watch it when you go out, the middle-aged man in the gray coat is that.”

The dumb slave hurriedly chased him out, and just after a mile, he saw a middle-aged man in a gray coat, as the boss said, walking out in a hurry.The mute slave was not good at talking, so he followed him silently, followed, and found that the man actually entered the He residence.

The dumb slave jumped to the roof and continued to follow. As a result, he had a very good view on the roof. He saw a small clay pot on the roof in the distance. It looked very familiar, but it was not the milk seller in the west of the city. clay pots.Besides Jing Yan, who would do the thing of putting the milk jug on the roof?

Jing Yan will not forget to take this jar, so he has not left He Mansion yet.The dumb slave temporarily gave up on tracking the man who went to order milk, anyway, the place has been found.He was about to look for Jing Yan, but he heard a voice coming from under his feet.He didn't care about it at first, but when he heard a certain word, he stopped in his tracks. Instead, he lay down on the roof and listened carefully.

"Wu Bohou asked me to investigate Ancheng? How can I have such great power! If he wants to look for it, he should also look for the city lord. What's the use of looking for me!"

The voice in these words was full of dissatisfaction and complaints, and another voice said: "Master He, it is because he dared not speak up that he did not entrust the city lord. In fact, you don't need to investigate Ancheng. To carry out a census, foreigners who do not have a guide and household registration must leave Ancheng, and then you just need to see if there are any guys who dare not show their true colors, especially those whose appearance is very different from ours, and we will be notified at that time."

"What kind of order is this! Uncle Wu, do you still remember that I am still in the filial piety period? Besides, I am just a small official of the household department, not a prince. I can't do what you said, please go back! "

"You don't want to speak so soon. Look—"

The dumb slave heard the sound of paper being rolled out, and there was no sound in the room for a long time, and then that Mr. He said dejectedly: "I, I see."

The dumb slave didn't leave, watching an unremarkable man in a black shirt leave the room.Any news related to Uncle Wu needs to be taken seriously by the dumb slave. Of course, he knows how much Uncle Wu is eager to find Jing Yan, that's why he asked Jing Yan to put on the hood.

You have to find Jing Yan quickly and tell him the news.

Jing Yan took the bag of not-so-fresh milk to dry, and he turned out of the window in satisfaction, and jumped onto the roof.In front of the clay pot he was going to take, there was still a person lying on his stomach, a dumb slave.

Jing Yan was quite surprised to see the dumb slave here, but he didn't mean to ask, but just smiled at the dumb slave, put the clay pot in his hand, and left He Fu with the dumb slave.

After returning to the small courtyard where they were temporarily staying, it happened that the milk flakes in Jing Yan's mouth had melted, so he opened the oiled paper bag, first threw a slice into Yaya Nu's mouth, and then threw a slice into his own mouth.The dumb slave choked on what he was anxious to say, because the dry milk suddenly softened his expression.

He also likes to hold milk slices in his mouth, waiting for Yuanyuan to slowly melt and shrink. During the process of melting, the milk fragrance seems to soak from the mouth to the bones, and it is all warm.It's just that the milk flakes he ate before didn't give him such a strong feeling.After he finished sucking, his mood was not so impatient, so he told Jing Yan what he heard in He Mansion earlier.

Jing Yan threw another piece into his mouth.Thinking that he will have fresh milk flakes soon, he doesn't want to restrain himself at this time.He thought, Wu Bohou seemed to have confirmed that he was not in the capital, so he wanted to look outside.But since he was able to run away in front of all the hidden guards of Wu Bohou's mansion, how could the people in Ancheng find him?Even if he was found and waited to notify the people over there, he would have left long ago.

So what if he didn't have a guide and household registration, he could store some food here, and he wouldn't have to go out for ten and a half months.He didn't believe that Wu Bohou couldn't think of this.The only possibility he could come up with was that Uncle Wu still wanted to arrest him, just to put on a show—although it was very difficult to arrest him, he couldn't just stop doing it because of this.

This matter did not bother Jing Yan.Dumb slave wants to leave Ancheng, presumably after the order to check the population is issued, his job on the dock will be gone, and other places will not want him, and he is trapped in this small yard without going anywhere. Feeling aggrieved, it's better to go to another city before the order is issued.

But how could Jing Yan be willing to leave at this time?He was still thinking about the milk.He looked at the greased paper bag with only one piece of milk left before he knew it, his expression was understood by the dumb slave.The dumb slave asked him, "Who made the dried milk?"

Jing Yan nodded.

The dumb slave stopped persuading him.

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Mrs. He just found out that her precious daughter has asked her servants to buy milk again.

Previously, He Xiu bought all the milk produced in the pastures near the capital for the trial production of milk, and only the one in her hometown of Ancheng was the most suitable for her.He Xiu made milk jerky for that boy in Wu Bohou's mansion, and Mrs. He knew this clearly.

Many people know that Wei Kangyu always carries milk with him and always carries it on his body, so Mrs. He is afraid that the news of her daughter making milk will make people feel that her daughter is not reserved enough.Therefore, the servants sent concealed the identity of the He family, and only said that it was a purchase from the dim sum shop. Mrs. He also set aside a separate room for He Xiu to conduct experiments in. The only one who knew about it was He Xiu's maid. Xiaoxi, even Mr. He doesn't know about his daughter Sichun.

For the sake of her precious daughter, Mrs. He had the cheek to visit Wu Bohou's mansion, secretly revealing that she wanted to get married, but she didn't fancy that unscrupulous boy after all, and felt that he was not worthy of her elegant and dignified family. Daughter, so the attitude can not be very warm.Did that boy go to a blind date banquet, but he made his daughter cry not long after he went there. He Xiu stopped making milk jerky from that day on. Mrs. He thought that He Xiu had woken up and realized the disparity. How old is it, so I gave up this delusion, but now I'm doing it again, what's going on?

Mrs. He thought at first that He Xiu was an unforgettable old love, and she slowed down, but after thinking about it, it was impossible. Now it is still the late old lady's filial piety. Mrs. He first ruled out this possibility.She still had doubts in her heart, so she found He Xiu and asked her why the milk was dry again.

He Xiu didn't mention her benefactor, but said that she has a habit of doing this, and when she does it, she smells the aroma of milk, which can calm her mind and sleep well at night.Mrs. He smelled the aroma in the room, but felt that He Xiu was very sincere, so she believed it, and took a pack of milk before leaving.

He Xiu seldom lied, thanks to her being able to tell such lies without changing her face, the blush spread to her face only after her mother left.Xiaoxi, a girl who knew everything, suddenly said: "Miss, you must not fall in love with your benefactor. Let me tell you, you can get married with Mr. Wei, but you can't get married with your benefactor."

"You damn girl, what nonsense are you talking about!"

He Xiu was a little displeased, mainly because the filial piety hadn't passed yet, and talking about this kind of personal relationship with her children made her feel particularly uncomfortable-the grandmother said before she was alive that she hoped that her granddaughter would marry and then go to see her great-grandchildren!

Furthermore, she still doesn't want anyone to belittle Wei Kangyu.

In fact, she knew that Wei Kangyu had a lot of bad things. When the little sisters talked about him, they always looked down upon him, saying that Wei Kangyu had nothing to offer other than a good face and a good background. He was a bully.Every time He Xiu couldn't hold back his defense, saying that Wei Kangyu is actually a very good person.

When she was very young, she followed her mother to burn incense. When her mother knelt in front of the Buddha statue, she sneaked out to play, but got lost. She found her way back.Although the boy was fierce and didn't talk to her, he just walked in front quickly, and suddenly threw her to the ground while walking, covered her mouth to prevent her from speaking, and only let her go after a long time.

At that time, she hated this boy the most, but she was kind enough to thank the boy for bringing her back, and she didn't complain to the adults, but later she found out that a certain playmate was also going to burn incense that day, and sneaked out halfway. He was taken away by Pai Hanako, who was guarding there and abducting the children of wealthy officials. He was able to be found only because the boy described Pai Hanako's appearance and whereabouts, and the playmate's family followed these clues to find his playmate.

Therefore, He Xiu always believed that Wei Kangyu, the fierce and difficult boy back then, must be a good person.

The author has something to say: Xiao Ming's mine!I have been too busy to reply to comments recently. I am not afraid to tell you that my fish has not changed the water for two weeks, the succulents have not been watered for two weeks, and a batch of succulents that have been removed from the soil have not been potted for two weeks. I fertilized and killed insects, and I saved a lot of clothes that I didn't wash.

Special application for leave tomorrow to do these things orz