return to peace

In the summer afternoon, people feel drowsy, warm wind hits from time to time, carrying the temperature of the surface, wherever it passes, it is lazy.On such a day, there were no pedestrians on the street, and the hawkers who usually yelled happily also hid in the shade, drinking a bowl of cold mung bean soup, with drooping eyelids, and lay down on the counter.

A sound of horseshoes broke the tranquility of the street. The peddlers opened their eyes, but before they could see clearly, the person who came came and went away. It was a young man in black, heading towards the Xiangfu in the west of the city.

In the prime minister's mansion, apart from Zhi Zhi's tireless chirping, there was no sound. Except for those who were on duty, the other servants were also looking for their own places, having fun in their dreams for a long time.

The courtyard of Xiangfu is not big, but there are two hundred-year-old pagoda trees, towering to block out the sun, and it is hard to carve out a shady resort in the scorching heat.Under the shade of the locust tree, there is a short table with mats and jade pillows on it, and two or three small snacks and a bowl of sour plum soup are placed on the stone table next to it.

There was a dumpling on the couch rolling around with his swollen belly in his arms. This was Wen Lin, the only son of the famous prime minister. It was said that this son had a vivid memory and was very intelligent, but he didn't look smart. He was round. With round legs, round arms, and a round head, it looks like a dumpling at first glance. No matter how delicate the facial features are, it can't match his fat swagger.

Wen Lin has always had the habit of taking a nap, but he ate too much at noon today, resulting in some food accumulation, so he didn't fall asleep for a while.The maid who served him was helping him shake the fan, and his eyelids kept fighting.He was suffering from tossing and turning, when suddenly, the butler brought a man into the courtyard, his eyes lit up immediately, and he rushed out with a squid, God knows how difficult it is for him to squat with his stomach full.The maid was startled, Wen Lin had already ran out on short legs, and bumped into the man's arms with a chubby body.

"Uncle Ji, you are finally here!"

The handsome man dressed in black smiled and hugged Wen Lin, hugged him affectionately, turned him upside down, and said with a smile, "Little Ah Lin is getting fat again."

Wen Lin covered his face in embarrassment. .

"I brought you a set of shadow puppets. Didn't you keep talking about it last time?" Ji Futian handed the box containing the shadow puppets to the maid who hurried over.Wen Lin excitedly kissed Ji Futian on the face, and said in a childish voice, "Uncle Ji is so kind."

Ji Futian laughed loudly, hugged Wen Lin, and asked the housekeeper who had already arrived: "Uncle Tao, where is Ayu?"

"Master is in the study, let me take you directly to the study." The housekeeper, who has always been unsmiling, was very kind and kind.

Ji Futian carried Wen Lin to the study.The door of the room was open, and inside the room a tall and handsome young man was making tea. He was wearing a homely thin shirt, his hair was loosely tied behind his head, and his profile was clear and handsome with a bit of arrogance. He looked like a man in his early twenties The young scholar couldn't tell at all that this was Wen Ruyu, the prime minister of the court who was under one person and over ten thousand in the court.

Hearing the sound, Wen Ruyu put down his teacup and looked at them. From Wen Lin's point of view, it was rare for his father, who could usually freeze three feet, to bring the warmth of spring.

Ji Futian put Wen Lin down, grinning behind his ears.

Wen Lin stomped on his short legs and ran to Wen Ruyu's side, and timidly called "Daddy".Wen Ruyu patted his head, "A Lin, go and play by yourself first, I have something to say to your Uncle Ji."

Wen Lin looked at Ji Futian and then at his father, knowing that there was no room for discussion, he lowered his head and planned to leave with the maid.Ji Futian looked amused, rubbed his head and said: "Uncle Ji will stay here for a long time this time, A Lin will have a chance to play with Uncle Ji, go first." Wen Lin then smiled, turned and pulled The maid's hand bounced away.

When he heard the sound of closing the door, he turned his head and saw Ji Futian put his hand on Wen Ruyu's shoulder through the crack of the door, and said something with a smile. Wen Ruyu held a cup of tea in his hand, with a slight smile on his lips, and soft eyebrows and eyes.

"Uncle Ji and Daddy have such a good relationship." Wen Lin thought.He vaguely knew that Ji Futian was his father's best friend, and to use a word he just learned a while ago to describe it, it was "the best friend".Compared with his father, he likes this Uncle Ji more. Uncle Ji will take him to visit lanterns, take him to the street to buy food, take him to see shadow puppetry, and tell him stories, while his father will only test his homework.Therefore, after opening the box and seeing the dazzling array of shadow puppet characters, Wen Lin's eyes lit up. He sincerely hoped that Uncle Ji would always live in his house.When Uncle Ji was around, his father would be gentler to him.

Ji Futian really did as he said, he lived in the Prime Minister's Mansion for one summer and one autumn, and Wen Lin really had a good time, and he was so happy all day long, which made him feel fat and fat, and he had a few taels of flesh on his stomach.Wen Lin is four years old this year. Although he is small, he is big and cares about his figure very much.One day, he was sitting alone on the swing, touching the little fat on his stomach depressedly, sighing, raised his eyes and saw Wu Ma in the kitchen passing by, and forgot everything in an instant, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Wu Mom, yesterday's sweet-scented osmanthus cake was delicious, I want to eat it today." Wu Ma heard the words, the creases on her face squeezed into a pile, she smiled like a chrysanthemum, and went to the kitchen in response.

Wen Lin patted his stomach and jumped off the swing. Ji Futian went out to do some errands today, and Wen Ruyu never cared about him outside of his homework. He was bored, so he reprimanded the servant girl and wandered around the mansion alone. .After strolling around, he came to the maple forest in the courtyard. It is said that his mother liked maple trees very much, so he set aside a plot of land in the mansion and planted a large maple tree. In autumn, it will be prosperous and very beautiful. .Although Wen Lin had never seen his mother's true face because of his mother's early death, he still liked this maple forest very much.

He yawned, as if he was a little sleepy, so he walked along the path paved with cobblestones, wanting to go to the gazebo in the maple forest to have a good rest, when he just passed the corner, he saw him Dad was lying on the couch in the gazebo, with a book covering his face, his hair was loose, and the smooth black hair almost fell to the ground.He was always a little afraid of his father, so he was about to go back the same way, but when he was about to turn around, he saw Ji Futian coming out from another path opposite.

It turns out that Uncle Ji is back, he thought to himself, and planned to run over to find him, but he was hesitant because he was afraid of waking his father up. He saw Ji Futian walk into the gazebo and gently put the book on his father's face. He took it off, and then sat on the stone bench, resting his chin, quietly watching his father sleep.Wen Lin had never seen such a gentle appearance of Ji Futian, so he stared blankly at that moment.After a while, Wen Ruyu hadn't woken up, and Ji Futian hadn't moved, Wen Lin wanted to go back.At this time, he saw Ji Futian move suddenly, he was inexplicably nervous, he held his breath involuntarily, and his heart was pounding.He saw Ji Futian leaning forward, gently stroking Wen Ruyu's hair, his eyes were gentle and focused, and then...

Wen Lin's eyes widened suddenly, and he tightly covered his mouth with his hands.A gust of wind blew, and the maple leaves fell, blurring the two people who were close to each other in the depths of the maple forest.