Four Seasons Three Meals

Jiang Huai went to work on Monday and received an email from Cong Yun.

The email said that her plans for this week had changed, and Jiang Huai didn't have to go to Huaigang on weekends.

Jiang Huai opened the memo, set a strong reminder, noted "No business trip", thought for a while, and added "Go to Huichun Hall".

In Huichun Hall, there are mung bean cakes, mountains, leisurely afternoons, and a pot of fragrant gardenias. When Jiang Huai thinks of this, his heart jumps up.

The day has also become very long.

In the evening, Shang Chen came to the law firm to pick him up from get off work, and we went to see the dress together.

He and Cheng Yang are getting married soon, and Jiang Huai always runs around with him.

There are many rules for getting married, and you have to prepare two sets of dresses, one in Chinese style and one in Western style.

Jiang Huai asked Shang Chen, "Why didn't Cheng Yang come with you?"

Shang Chen sneered: "His mother thinks that her precious son is someone who is going to do great things, and he would be ashamed to go shopping, so he can't bear it."

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, let alone Cheng Yang's mother is not a reasonable lady.

Jiang Huai was at a loss for words for a while, so he patted Shang Chen on the shoulder to express his comfort.

Shang Chen chose a high-end luxury brand. The chief designer is a Chinese-British man named Jonny, who speaks a mixture of Chinese and English.

Shang Chen took a fancy to a black suit, and Jonny stood aside, raised his orchid finger and said, "Mr. Shang's sense is really fantastic, this outfit is our main new style this season..."

Shang Chen asked Jiang Huai, "What do you think?"

Jiang Huai said cryptically, "It's fine if you like it, my ears hurt."

Shang Chen understood, and said to Jonny, "That's it."

Jonny raised his hand to beckon a shopping guide, and said, "Take this gentleman to the fitting room."

The shopping guide said obediently: "Okay, Brother Niu."

Shang Chen and Jiang Huai looked at each other and smiled.

The shopping guide took Shang Chen to the fitting room on the third floor to change clothes, leaving Jonny and Jiang Huai on the first floor.

Jonny's eyes fell on Jiang Huai, Jiang Huai said "I'll go to the second floor for a walk" and slipped away.

The second floor is for women's dresses. Jiang Huai saw a set of red silk dresses painted with lilies in silver thread. It was very classic and gorgeous. The red color burned into his heart all the way, so he showed it to Cong Shan.

Cong Shan quickly replied to him: "Turn the blue silk, double knot, and the lily skirt is cleverly decorated."

Jiang Huai went shopping again, and saw a set of mermaid tail white wedding dress, the wide and dragging skirt was embroidered with huge pearls, he photographed it and sent it to Cong Shan.

Cong Shan replied to him: "The white wedding dress is like smoke, and the red face and new makeup are more beautiful than the flowers."

Jiang Huai smiled, this person doesn't take comments seriously, and the poems he writes are both vulgar and elegant.

Cong Shan asked him: "Huai Bao is looking at the wedding dress?"

Jiang Huai said, "I'm with Shang Chen."

Cong Shan smiled: "I thought Huai Bao hated marrying, and I wish I could ask Najib, and it will be done tonight."

Jiang Huai blushed, and replied, "I thought Dr. Cong hated to marry him."

Cong Shan followed his words and said, "I really hate getting married, it depends on whether Huai Bao is willing to marry."

He spoke half-truth, half-false, and Jiang Huai dared not answer.

Cong Shan waited for a while, without further questioning, he changed the subject naturally: "Which one does Huai Bao like?"

Jiang Huai thought for a while and said, "A man will encounter two sets of dresses in his life, one red and one white. The white one is 'Moonlight in front of the bed', and the red one is 'Cinnabar Mole'. You can't have both."

Cong Shan laughed and changed other people's sentences randomly for him.

Jiang Huai asked, "Where's Dr. Cong?"

Cong Shan didn't reply, and took a photo for him after a while.

In the photo is an exquisite white porcelain thin-necked pot, underneath is the ancient bluestone bricks of Huichun Hall.

Cong Shan said: "Hui Bao came to drink the wrong water, I will tell you."

Jiang Huai put away his phone, feeling itchy.

Jiang Huai walked around for a while, and went to the third floor to find Shang Chen.

The shopping guide poured him a glass of juice, and he sat on the sofa, staring at the blackout curtains in the changing room in a daze.

After drinking a glass of fruit juice, the blackout curtain was opened, and Shang Chen walked out.

He asked Jiang Huai: "How is it?"

Jiang Huai admired sincerely: "It's beautiful."

Shang Chen looked at himself in the mirror and smiled with satisfaction.

The two checked out and went to dinner, sitting under the blue crystal chandelier in the dining room.

Shang Chen asked Jiang Huai, "How are you and Cong Shan doing?"

Jiang Huai answered very vaguely: "It's pretty good."

Shang Chen asked: "What's the good thing?"

Jiang Huai played Tai Chi with him: "Anywhere is fine."

Shang Chen thought for a while, then asked, "Did you go to bed?"

Jiang Huai happened to be drinking water and almost choked.

Shang Chen was incredulous: "Are you talking about a platonic love?"

Jiang Huai shook his head.

Shang Chen asked, "Is there a problem with Cong Shan?"

Jiang Huai denied it.

Shang Chen said, "That's your problem?"

Jiang Huai thought about it, nodded and admitted.

Shang Chen laughed, confident: "Then I know the crux."

Jiang Huai cooperated with him: "I also ask Teacher Shang to give me some advice."

"You, you were hurt too deeply by the scumbag, and you are at a loss when you meet someone who cherishes you," the old god Shang Chen said, "People who are used to eating green vegetable and tofu soup will always need to drink emerald and white jade soup." It takes a while to get used to it."

Jiang Huai smiled: "What kind of metaphor are you talking about? Vegetables, tofu and emeralds are clearly a family, and you broke them apart abruptly."

Shang Chen said: "My metaphors can only be understood, not expressed in words."

Jiang Huai was taught humbly: "Then what should I do?"

Shang Chen said: "It's easy to handle. Adults' problems should be solved in an adult way."

Jiang Huai pretended to be confused, flipped through the menu and said, "Shall we add jadeite soup tonight?"

Shang Chen hates iron for being weak: "I know you understand."

Jiang Huai avoided the heavyweight and said lightly: "Chicken stewed mushrooms look good too, would you like some?"

Shang Chen said, "If you're a man, don't be cowardly."

Jiang Huai said, "Would you like to try the legendary Da Lieba that is as hard as a brick?"

Shang Chen called him: "Ah Huai!"

Jiang Huai turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Shang Chen gritted his teeth and said word by word: "No, yes, big, row, bar."

Jiang Huai smiled: "Okay."

After eating, he didn't ask Shang Chen to send him off. He took a walk along the road to digest his food. When he came back to his senses, he found that the surrounding scenery was familiar, and it was Huichun Hall.

He was stunned for a moment, regained his senses, raised his wrist and knocked on the door lightly.

A Yuan came to answer the door, looked at him and felt familiar, thought it was a patient, and said, "Master has gone out."

Jiang Huai looked at his watch, it was still early, and he said, "It's okay, I can wait."

His tone was familiar, A Yuan thought for a while, and let him in sideways.

He went to the waiting room to wait, and A Yuan poured him tea. The tea was still jasmine tea, and the tea break was still three pieces of mung bean cake.

While eating cakes and drinking tea, Jiang Huai looked at the grandfather clock in the consulting room.

The clock is an ordinary Western style, with a hollow inlaid glass in the middle, and a bird of emerald and white jade, with a ruby ​​beak and sapphire eyes.

The pendulum swung slowly and regularly, unable to keep up with the rhythm of the pointer, it was always half a beat behind. Jiang Huai's sharp eyes could see the words on it clearly.

"In the third year of Xuantong's reign, England came to envoy Shi Luobo to present it."

Jiang Huai made a rough calculation in his heart, this Zhong has seen 100 years more human affairs than him.

In terms of seniority, Zhong is his grandfather's grandfather...

His mood was different, and his thoughts also changed accordingly. He looked at the pendulum again, and felt that the half-time slowed down was also extraordinary, it was the open-minded calm and elegance of a centenarian.

Voices came from outside the door, one of them was Cong Shan, and he didn't know who the other was.Jiang Huai couldn't hear clearly through a door.

Jiang Huai walked into the courtyard following the sound, Cong Shan was talking with a man with his back turned to him.He looked over Cong Shan's shoulder and saw the man's face. He felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember it.

The man seemed to see him too, and raised his eyebrows at him: "Lawyer Jiang?"

Cong Shan turned his head and saw Jiang Huai, smiled and waved to him.

Jiang Huai walked up to him, and the two held hands naturally.

He looked at the man: "You are?"

The man stretched out his hand: "It's the first time we meet, I'm Cong Yue."

Jiang Huai shook it lightly, then withdrew his hand: "Hi, I'm Jiang Huai."

Cong Yue was very excited and wanted to talk to him, but was interrupted by Cong Shan: "I will consider that matter, you go back first."

Cong Yue looked at Cong Shan, then at Jiang Huai, smiled meaningfully, said to Jiang Huai "There will be a period later", turned and left Huichun Hall.

The sound of the car gradually faded away, and the surroundings were so quiet that the clear and noisy cicadas could be heard.

Jiang Huai asked Cong Shan, "Who is he?"

Cong Shan said, "My brother."

Jiang Huai wanted to ask again, but when he looked up at Cong Shan, he found that Cong Shan was looking at him with deep and gentle eyes, and he was speechless.

Cong Shan lowered his head, looked at Jiang Huai carefully for a while, took his eyes into his heart, and asked him, "Why did Huai Bao come here suddenly?"

The moonlight fell on the ends of his brows and hair, giving off a hint of purity.

Jiang Huai said: "I'm greedy for your novel drink, and I can't wait to hear your answer."

Cong Shan remembered the joke between the two before dinner, but he didn't expect Jiang Huai to take it seriously.

Cong Shan smiled: "Since you're here, I'll give you a good thing."

Jiang Huai thought of Xuan Tongzhong in his consulting room, and saw Qian's wide-eyed smile and lost his eyes.

Cong Shan lowered his head and kissed his eyes, itching.

Jiang Huai heard him say, "Huaibao close your eyes first."

Jiang Huai obeyed obediently, he felt his hand being stretched out by Cong Shan, and there was a cool little thing in his palm.

Cong Shan said "Okay", just as he finished speaking, he opened his eyes impatiently, and saw a small jade pot that was white and moist all over.

The body of the pot is round, the spout is half curved, exquisite and small, and the tentacles are warm.

Jiang Huai is an ordinary person who only knows gold and silver, but not green jade, but he knows that it is expensive just by the feel of his hand.

He asked Cong Shan in surprise, "Where did you get it?"

Cong Shan explained: "I went to socialize with Cong Yue just now, and the host loved it and gave it to me."

It's called "Carrying Love", but it's actually asking for something from Cong Shan. Jiang Huai understands these people's sophistication.

Cong Shan smiled and said, "This little jade pot is yours. If Huai Bao doesn't like it, you can put it on the corner of the table and put it on the wall. It looks majestic and bluffing."

Jiang Huai imitated Lin Daiyu, pretending to be disgusted: "What stinky man took it? I don't want it."

Cong Shan couldn't help laughing, and said, "Then let's change it into gold, give you three golds, wear it on your body, and everyone will envy you when you see it, okay?"

Jiang Huai didn't understand, and nodded when he heard "gold".

After a while, he quietly checked on his mobile phone. The three gold pieces were Jin Chuan, Jin Yu and Jin Pei Pendant, which were used by people in the Song Dynasty to marry their wives.

He blushed, changed the subject in a panic, and pestered Cong Shan for a drink.

Cong Shan set up a small table in the yard, and asked Ah Yuan to take two crystal cups from the kitchen, and each poured a cup.

Jiang Huai took it, took a sip curiously, and tasted it carefully in his mouth.

The wine liquid is as transparent as water, the mouth is cold and sweet, and the aftertaste carries the aroma of fermented rice.

He looked at Cong Shan suspiciously: "This is... wine?"

Cong Shan said, "This is wine, and it's also mistaking water."

The faint smell of wine was fleeting, and Jiang Huai took another sip to strengthen his judgment.

He checked the recipe on his mobile phone, and the only ingredients were water chestnuts, white wine and rock sugar. Song people named it "Misidentified Water", and Zhou Lianggong from Qing Dynasty said it was "light and delicate, no different from water".

The wine was as clear as a spring, and looked like clear water. Jiang Huai drank another glass, the wine was sweet and cold, and he drank it with a smile on his face.

The atmosphere of the wine tasting was harmonious, without the restraint before, Jiang Huai couldn't help but asked Cong Shan: "You haven't told me your answer yet."

Cong Shan teased him: "What answer?"

Jiang Huai used the wine to boost his courage, and hesitated: "Dress... do you like red or white?"

Cong Shan looked at the moon in the sky, and the old god was drinking a sip of wine on the ground without answering.

Jiang Huai was drunk and gallant, and asked arrogantly: "Say it quickly!"

Cong Shan didn't answer, but changed the subject: "Huaibao, people in the Song Dynasty get married, besides the three pieces of gold, there is also misidentification of water."

Jiang Huai's wine worm went to his head, and he was dizzy and didn't react.

Cong Shan held up his wine glass, and gave him a little tap: "A happy bride doesn't frown, she drinks Dongyang misidentified water."

He used the poems of the ancients to tell the tenderness of the modern people, and Jiang Huai's heart beat like thunder.

Cong Shan looked into his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Tuan brocade and broken robes are flowers, and red powder makes a beautiful woman. Huaibao, I like what you wear."

Cong Shan was answering his question.

Jiang Huai didn't dare to look at him, instead he looked around and pretended to be drunk while holding a wine glass: "The moon is so bright, the weather must be fine tomorrow..."

Cong Shan said, "Huaibao, it's going to rain tomorrow."

Jiang Huai chuckled: "The weather the day after tomorrow will definitely be fine..."

Hearing his nonsense, Cong Shan couldn't help laughing: "It will rain tomorrow, I'll pick you up from get off work, okay?"

Jiang Huai's cheeks were flushed, looking at the moon in the sky, his eyes were shining.

After a while, Cong Shan heard Jiang Huai say, "Okay."

He laughed and teased him: "Hui Bao's acting skills are superb."

Being exposed by him, Jiang Huai became angry from embarrassment, put down his wine glass, threw himself on him, and kissed his lips arrogantly.

Cong Shan caught him firmly, put his arms around his waist, and rubbed him into his arms, tender and cherishing.

The moon hid in the clouds in shame.