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Chapter 15 The past of the archway (8) First meeting Jia Rong

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    As soon as Zheng Wu heard his daughter shouting, he came out of the house. He saw that it was Zhongwen, and he laughed.  Wen, starting today, he will practice with you, so you can also learn some cultural knowledge from him! But, you can¡¯t bully Zhong Wen.¡± Jia Rong pouted and said to Zheng Wu: ¡°Daddy, my daughter is so  A savage?" Zhongwen hurriedly stood up and saluted Jia Rong, only to see Jia Rong staring at Zhong Wen with her hands clasped in fists, without any condescending attitude like a normal daughter, and saluted: "I am a family member.  Rong, you are welcome to learn boxing from my dad, please teach me more in the future!" Zhongwen was also busy returning the gift, and Jia Rong entered Zhongwen's life like this.

    The Dragon Boat Festival has finally arrived, and Xiuzhen dressed up very beautifully early in the morning, with a pink spring and autumn thin shirt and a purple red skirt. Twenty ribbons were added to the skirt, and silver bells were tied at the end of each ribbon. Yinling was in Xiuzhen  It made a sound of "Ding Dong, Ding Dong" when walking, very cute and funny.  There is also a small sachet hanging on the skirt. She embroidered the small sachet containing mugwort leaves for herself, and combed two snail buns similar to Nezha's head.  Not only is it ding-dong every step of the way, but it also smells fragrant.  She carefully wrapped the sachets given to Mr. Ding, Boxian, and Zhongwen with floral paper, put them in her satchel and happily went to school.

    Due to Qiaofeng's care during this period, Mr. Ding Erkang was freed from tedious housework. He tended flowers and plants in the flower garden early in the morning.  He planted a few wormwood plants in a corner. The bitter taste of the wormwood was very similar to his state of mind. He picked up a few leaves of wormwood and put them on the tip of his nose to sniff deeply.  Don't feel bitter, it will be sweet when the bitterness is over, and it will be sweet when you get used to the bitterness!

    At this time, Qiaofeng came out to greet Ding Erkang and said, "Sir, I made some yellow rice dumplings, come and try them." Ding Erkang hurriedly put down the mugwort leaves,

    Followed Qiaofeng to the dining room, and saw that Qiaofeng had already prepared breakfast, and there were two yellow rice dumplings in a small delicate bowl. The rice dumplings were soaked with local yellow rice for two days, and the rice was fully absorbed by the water.  , when it becomes fat and soft, add two small jujubes, tie it into a pentagonal cone shape with reed leaves, compact it tightly with big stones in the pot, cook for two hours, and then put it in  Take a dip in the cold mountain spring water.  Put a spoonful of white sugar, and use a spoon to stir the yellow rice and jujube evenly. When you bite into it, it is soft, glutinous and sweet, and you can pull out long sticky strands.  Served with a plate of radish sauerkraut pickled by Qiaofeng himself, Ding Erkang even forgot his troubles and only remembered the joy of Wu Zang Temple.

    Qiaofeng took care of Ding Erkang's life meticulously, and she took it as a mission.  Every day, she thinks of ways to prepare delicious food for Ding Erkang in different ways, starches his clothes to make them look crisp, and makes an unknown number of pairs of shoes secretly, including single shoes, cotton shoes, and riding boots.  There were all kinds of shoes, and Ding Erkang's favorite chrysanthemum was embroidered on the upper with dark thread. She didn't dare to use open thread, for fear that Ding Erkang would be too eye-catching.  The more she got along with Ding Erkang, the more she admired him.  He always talks to Qiaofeng very gently. He is a gentleman, like water, and knowledgeable. The books in the study make Qiaofeng dumbfounded. He has read all the books, and they are densely marked with comments.  Mr. Ding Erkang's handwriting is also so good. Ding Erkang has a gentle personality and is humble. He prefers Wang Xizhi's handwriting.  Mountain Mochi" style.  Therefore, Ding Erkang's character is "a pen" in Linggao County.  Mr. Ding is so nice, Qiaofeng fell in love with him from the bottom of his heart, but she is so humble, even to the point of dust, Ding Erkang is like a white lotus on the altar, she only dares to look up and worship, in her heart  It is also said that he only dares to call Ding Erkang "Mr." Erkang must never be called an exporter.

    Ding Erkang was very satisfied with Qiaofeng's care. He knew that Qiaofeng was a good girl, although she couldn't get out of the pavilion for a long time, and the wicker that was so tender that water could be pinched had already been boiled into a half-dead tree fork.  "It's not Qiaofeng's fault"!  However, letting Ding Erkang let go of the obsession in his heart is not what Qiaofeng can do, "It's the Dragon Boat Festival again, how is that person far away?" Ding Erkang's thoughts returned to twenty years ago  The Dragon Boat Festival, the Dragon Boat Festival that he will never forget, the Dragon Boat Festival that will make his heart ache when he thinks about it. It was on that day that a farewell letter made Ding Erkang return from prosperity to silence, fall from the clouds into the abyss, and return to seclusion from then on.  .

    "Shuanghua, more than twenty years have passed, are you okay?" Ding Erkang muttered to himself.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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