embroidery

I haven't seen you for three days, it's like a thousand years.

It's not that Qingmo is really afraid of Tao Cheng being imprisoned in the mansion, it's just that he has some concerns. Seeing wild ducks flocking in the daytime and candlelight like beans at night, he has no backbone, and misses him more and more ruthlessly.

When he couldn't wash the dishes, he asked the manager if he could chop firewood. The manager begged him to do a good job like his ancestors. It was better to just stay in the small courtyard and drink tea and play with the birds.

The bird really came and lived, maybe it was because of the heavy rain that night that it had nowhere to hide, the sky cleared up the next day, Qingmo was woken up by the clear and crisp bird calls behind the house early in the morning, he got out of bed with disheveled hair to see , I saw a red-billed bird with a messy tail.

It was almost noon, Du Liuer came back with a cloth bag, and in the bag was a handful of fresh green vegetables, two eggs and two bundles of fine noodles. He saw that Qingmo was holding his hands and eyes without raising his eyes, and said in a panic, "My lord Take a break, I'll wash the vegetables and start a fire, and wait for you to take charge of the cooking."

"The tea isn't cold yet, how long have I been embroidering and I'm going to rest?" As he said so, he put down the embroidery needles in his hands, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the stove, and said softly, "Don't Go, stay and eat with me."

Du Liu'er also begged him to be kind, "I have already found you cloth embroidery behind Mr. Tao's back, but I don't dare to eat at the same table with you again..."

"Changshou noodles, why don't you have a bite?" Qing Mo skillfully cooked hot oil fried eggs, sizzling and sizzling, and he raised his head and smiled at the boy, "It's my birthday today, how about some face?"

Du Liu choked up, neither standing nor sitting, simply squatting obediently by the side and guarding, "If that's the case, then I'll accompany you."

The eggs are fried, put them on a plate first, put them in the pot under cold water, and boil them under the boil, gurgling and steaming, Qingmo said, "I'm going to eat longevity noodles for this meal. When you're full, go buy a bag of flour in the afternoon. Buy a piece of meat and... what kind of dumplings do you like to eat?"

Dumplings are eaten when parting is practiced. Du Liubi was still flustered by betraying Tao Cheng, and he didn't dare to ask more, just said, "If you have meat, you don't want to be picky."

"Then buy shallots and cabbage. The shallots must be tender and not more than half a foot long. Let's make dumplings for dinner."

Du Liu looked at Xiao Qingcai also put into the pot, and brought back some memories, "I haven't eaten dumplings since I went south to Suzhou, and I ate three steamed dumplings in a small drawer in the brothel. If you don't talk about it today, my son, I can't remember how many years I haven't eaten." I have eaten dumplings made at home."

The noodles are out of the pot, one bowl for each person, covered with fried eggs, the master and servant sucked at each other, and wiped their mouths lightly, "My aunt is from the north, she sometimes makes some dumplings when she misses home."

Du Liu asked, "Then shall we make steamed or boiled dumplings tonight?"

"Dumplings, one bite at a time, delicious." Qing Mo licked his lips greedily, "Can you make dumplings?"

The servant who was patronizing Le hurriedly nodded, then shook his head, "I'm not very good at it, but I can learn!"

I forgot to add salt to the Longevity Noodles. I used it as a seasoning for joking and joking, and there was no soup left after I ate it.

In the afternoon, Qingmo slept on the recliner, embroidering with her hands clasped, she became dazed, the sun shone through the willow leaves on his face, and the thin embroidery needles stuck into her fingertips bit by bit, In the blink of an eye again, a bead of beautiful and delicate blood was secreted.

Far from enough to wake up the sleeping person. In the dream, Qingmo ran into the room holding a red apple. There was only a small bed and a table in the room. Although it was simple, it was better than living with other people in the Taofu courtyard There are many, Qingmo stood in front of the table happily, opened the drawer, and found a drawer full of fruits, the seasonal ones in the orchard, if you look carefully, you can find shadows here.

Xiao Qingmo was very satisfied with the sweet fragrance. He took out the apple that had been stored for two days and replaced it with this one in his hand, keeping it dry and fresh in the drawer all the time.So hard, just to infect those few sheets of letter paper that are pressed at the bottom.

Xiao Qingmo bit off a bite of the apple, and then thought that Tao Cheng would send him a letter, her mouth and heart felt sweet.

"If you don't have good ink, you can't write a paper of ink fragrance, so I will give you a paper of fruit fragrance."

Woke up from a dream, woke up with a smile, the corners of his lips were still curled up when he opened his eyes dimly, Qingmo seemed to see Tao Cheng holding his finger, he hooked him with his fingers, tilted his head and closed his eyes again, just pretending to be in a dream 15 years passed by.

Tao Cheng smiled softly for a while, then squeezed into the reclining chair, hugged him in his arms and kissed him softly, "Brother."

Qingmo opened her eyes wide suddenly, woke up completely, stared at Tao Cheng for a few moments, then went back limply, sniffed her nose greedily, without making a sound.

Tao Cheng caught his finger in front of him, "The plague of blood and light is broken. If I'm a moment late, the embroidery needle will enter the blood from your fingertips and travel all over your body."

She has no eyesight, the breeze is bright and she doesn't talk about love, but wants to be shocking, Qingmo's "painful" toes curl up, "Write a letter in my dream asking me to miss you, and when I wake up, I will listen to you arrange me to threaten me."

Tao Cheng apologized with a kiss, sucked enough with his lips and tongue, and took the fingertips that had wiped off the blood into his mouth, causing Qing Mo to twitch several times to no avail, and the crimson clouds in the sky stained his cheeks piece by piece.

"Is Grandma Qiao okay?" He muttered.

"Well, it's okay." Tao Cheng finally kindly let him go, "Does it hurt?"

Qing Mo laughed, "I really think I'm so precious."

"Really." The tone was soft but firm, "Golden branches and jade leaves are as precious as gold."

Heart full, the belated love words were especially sweet, Qing Mo played with his falling peach pit and murmured silently, it was really more sweet than the song of the lovesick bird.

Du Liu came, still carrying the noon cloth pocket, he ran away profusely with sweat, sweat dripping in his eyes, so that he didn't see clearly that the ball nestled on the recliner had turned into two people, waiting to run He glanced close to him, and was so frightened that he hurriedly backed away, nearly falling over.

"Master Tao!" The servant bowed his head, holding a bunch of grapes in his hand, and it was too late to hide them.

It's not yet the time when grapes are in full bloom, and each of these bunches is crystal clear and plump, with dripping drops of water hanging from them. Just by looking at them, one can imagine the freshness and juiciness of the entrance.

Qing Mo bounced from Tao Cheng's arms, "Where did you come from?"

The boy replied, "I can't buy it on the long street, so I begged the manager to bring me a bunch from the back kitchen."

Tao Cheng stretched his arms, interested, "Hurry up and ship it from the northwest, this bunch will cost a little gold, right?"

Isn't that right? His heart throbbed for the expensive one, and the one in charge didn't give any favors. "Thanks to you, I have rewarded the young one so many times." Then he said, "This is a birthday gift for the young master. , Young Master treats me well, I am extremely grateful."

Qing Mo scolded and put on his shoes, and when he received the heavy grapes, he couldn't blame him, and said happily, "Thank you, it's the first time I've received such a precious gift, and I'll eat the dumplings as sweet treats after I finish eating."

The boy responded, turned around and put the cloth bag on the stone table, he shuddered when he saw his hands tense, and wanted to run away, he whispered to Qing Mo, "My lord, I'd better go down."

Qing Mo refused to follow, and turned to Tao Cheng directly, "Du Liu'er will make dumplings with us and eat together."

Tao Cheng was thinking about how to reward Du Liu, when he heard this, he said with a smile, "You are a birthday star, I listen to you."

The three of them had a happy division of labor, Du Liu mixed the stuffing, Qing Mo tasted the salty and light seasoning, Tao Cheng and the noodles rolled the skins, knowing that they had already eaten longevity noodles at noon, and they insisted on pulling out noodles that they could learn without a teacher. If you want Qingmo to accompany him to eat a bowl, the stone table is only so big, the three of them laugh and make noise around, the stuffing should be suffocating and tasty, so Qingmo boils a pot of water and cooks the noodles first.

Du Liu took the time to pick the grapes one by one into a porcelain bowl, and watched the two of them get together to share a bowl of longevity noodles. He said in his heart that it would be a lie to say that he was not envious. So good.

Two days ago, he couldn't bear Qingmo's soft words and went to find embroidery tools. He was curious, "Why embroidery? The fortune teller stopped doing it, so he changed to a new job?"

Qing Mo said, "Through the needle and the thread, time flies."

He didn't understand, and he still slandered anyone who didn't want to slow down the time and make the age slow down, why can't you wait?

Today he wanted to ask Master Tao if he would not come to celebrate his birthday with him?After thinking about it for a while, he sighed that human life is suffering, and the benefactor really has no hope.

"Although it's rare to meet in a hundred years, maybe it's this pair."

Du Liu made a wish on Qingmo's birthday.

It was Tao Cheng's first time eating dumplings, and he was surprised when Qingmo made such a big dumpling, and couldn't help wondering, "Can this be cooked?"

Qing Mo said with a smile, "It smells so good when it's cooked."

Sincerely not to lie to him, after dipping it in sesame oil and balsamic vinegar, Tao Cheng ate more than the two of them, and it was rare for him to support his belly, so he took on the cleaning job to digest the food.

Du Liuzheng accompanied Qingmo to peel the grapes in fear, and he didn't dare to look sideways.

Qingmo thought of Yang Shuyao, who was like a strong man, and asked, "Miss Yang San is still here these two days?"

The servant replied, "I haven't been here since that time. I guess I was locked up at home for admonishment. Although I didn't come, Miss Yang shocked the world that night, and now I can hear her name everywhere."

Qingmo nodded, more and more admired Yang Shuyao, and he asked again, "Is there anyone else asking about me?"

The grapes were sweet and sour, and Du Liu was reluctant to swallow them, so he puffed up his cheeks and said, "Yes, there are several people."

During the chat, Tao cleared up the mess, and he walked over with his arms swayed, and was fed sweet by Qingmo.

The boy couldn't stay any longer, picked up the peel and wanted to leave, Qingmo called him, "Wait a minute." After saying that, he ran into the house, and Fu came out with a golden ingot and stuffed it for Du Liu.

The boy couldn't even speak.

Qingmo chased him away, "Tao Cheng always rewards you, I use you a lot every day, I should give you a big one."

The boy's legs trembled and he wanted to kneel down, "I can't do it!"

"It's hot or something, but it can't be done anyway," Qingmo laughed at him, "It's my birthday today, you just treat me as a way to save money and avoid disaster in the future, if you don't take it, this disaster will still fall on me."

After some words and pushes, Du Liu tried his best to not take it, which made Qingmo angry and helpless, just about to pretend to be angry, he was pulled into his arms by Tao Cheng and kissed him hard.

The boy couldn't speak anymore.

Tao Cheng said, "A moment in Chunxiao is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and it's nothing to give you a piece of gold. Come down quickly and don't disturb me in Chunxiao."

Du Liu's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, turned and ran away.

The moon rises at night, hanging high above the head, and the birds return to their nests under the eaves, chirping and chirping, and their singing is not as lively as in the morning.

Qingmo led Tao Cheng to watch, "It rained heavily that night, so you went back, but you didn't come the next day, but it came. When I saw it in the morning, it was the only one. I woke up after taking a nap at noon, and it was gone. Those who dragged their families turned into a nest."

Two little sparrows huddled together, swimming in the daytime and returning to the nest at sunset, envious and light.

Tao Cheng looked at it for a while, then looked back at Qingmo, "The grapes are quite sweet, let's give some to Liang Zhi to taste."

Qingmo choked, suppressing Gudu's bubbling jealousy, "Okay, there are a lot of them, I picked a lot."

Tao Cheng seemed to be able to see through everything, and followed him step by step to push him against the wall, "Is the dumpling delicious when it's cooked?"

"Is it not fragrant?"

"It smells good."

Tao Cheng smiled lowly, his eyes were bright, "I want you to smell me too."

The shadows fused together intimately.

The moonlight fades.

There is a pair of lovesickness in Homing, and a pair of Lovers under the eaves.