Mrs. Quanfu wants to leave

Lu Fenghe knew about these things, and it was Chen who reprimanded him when Lu Fenghe was serving Chen's food.

But in fact, Mrs. Chen was just using the topic to say that Lu Fenghe didn't teach the children well, and she didn't really want to reprimand Brother Fang.

At that moment, Lu Fenghe could only bow his head and admit his mistake, and then told Brother Fang not to be dregs or to hurry up.

Unexpectedly, in Brother Fang's eyes, grandmother was reprimanding him.

Also, the child can tell the difference between good and evil, but he can't understand the meaning behind the words, let alone understand that the grandmother is making excuses.

The old lady took Brother Fang's hand, "Grandmother, she just wants Brother Fang to be better, and Brother Fang also wants to be better, right?"

Brother Fang nodded, "Of course, I'm the best."

The old lady laughed so hard that her eyes narrowed, "It's because grandma told Brother Fang not to drop food, that Brother Fang knows that porridge and meals are hard to come by."

After all, brother Fang is still a child at heart, and he was already smiling when he was coaxed into the yard by the old lady.

The old man stood on the porch, waiting for them with his hands behind his back.

Lu Fenghe saluted the old man, "Grandpa."

The old man saw Brother Fang waving at Brother Fang, "Good boy, you ran out of Zuzu's study yesterday, why didn't you go in and talk to Zuzu."

Although the old lady explained it for a long time, Brother Fang's long-standing views cannot be changed by a few words from the old lady.

Brother Fang flinched, although he was answering, but the tremor in his voice was obvious.

"We are too noisy, and we are afraid that Zuzu will be disturbed to read and paint."

The old man glanced at Lu Fenghe, lowered his head and said to Brother Fang:
"He is a good and sensible boy, but who told you this, Zuzu didn't read calligraphy and painting yesterday, Zuzu is so old, he doesn't need to read, Zuzu was waiting for you to come to me to play chess yesterday .”

Brother Fang raised his face, "Grandpa didn't allow us to go to his study, even the pine forest, saying we were too noisy."

The old man glanced at Lu Fenghe again, Lu Fenghe's face was a little uneasy, she really didn't know about these things, it seemed that Brother Fang didn't have much fun at home, no wonder later generations like horse racing, Cuju, no, now I'm very interested in ponies.

It turned out that it was because he was too depressed in the mansion, so he liked to run around.

"Grandpa doesn't need to study anymore, and other grandfathers are also so old, so they don't need to study anymore. In the future, Brother Mo can come to the study to find us at will, but..."

"I know, if you want to ask someone to pass it on, you can't break in at will."

Mr. Lu nodded, "That's right, it's awesome."

Chaoshi Lu Fenghe brought most of them over, all kinds of pasta and snacks, and even a bowl of mutton Hoto.

"Can't this place be short of your mother's food?" The old man was a little unhappy when he saw Cuizhi and Lufu keep taking things out.

The old lady patted him, "This is the filial piety of a child. You are quite difficult to serve. If you don't want to eat, go directly to the academy."

The old man lived in Kyoto for nearly ten years when he was young, and he was very familiar with the food in Kyoto, and he missed it for a long time. Apart from the cook from Nandi whom Lu Fenghe brought back with her as a dowry, there was also a living deed changed to a deed of death to follow her. Back to Piling's Northland cook.

The cook was preparing last night, and Yue Mo felt that this was an opportunity for him to perform well, so he tried his best. This morning, he quickly made seven or eight steamed buns and two soups.

Naturally, Lu Fenghe shared some and brought them here. It could be seen that the old couple were very happy, perhaps because of the food in Kyoto, or because of the filial piety of the granddaughter.

Brother Fang finished his meal early and looked at the door.

"What's the matter? Want to go out and play?" the old lady asked.

After getting along for a quarter of an hour, Brother Fang was sure that the two elders would not reprimand him, so he became more courageous.

"Uncle Eight and Uncle Nine said they would take us to the academy today, I'm afraid I'll miss the hour."

The old lady was overjoyed, she pointed to the old man and said: "Your ancestors are still here, the uncles must have not left yet, and you can eat the morning with peace of mind, and you will have nothing to eat, no snacks when you go to the academy."

Brother Fang asked Lu Fenghe, "Really? If Zuzu doesn't go, uncles are still waiting?"

Lu Fenghe nodded, "If Zuzu wants to go, then the uncles always have to wait for Zuzu to go out before leaving."

Lu Fenghe looked at the old man, "Is grandfather still going to the academy to give lectures?"

The old man shook his head, "Don't talk, I can't talk in two hours, go and watch them talk."

Lu Fenghe laughed, "Grandpa doesn't have to go, but father, cousin and the others can't do this well."

"This statement is wrong. They have read the book, but they don't know how to teach righteousness. If they don't pay attention, they will go too far. The big truth is not what righteousness should teach. I don't worry."

After finishing speaking, the old man put down the spoon, but the handkerchief wiped the corner of his mouth and rinsed his mouth.

"Let's go, Brother Fang and Zuzu go together."

Brother Fang jumped off the stool excitedly, Lu Fenghe stood up to deliver, but was held down by the old lady, "Eat yours, I have nothing to give away, I'll be back before noon."

The old man also waved his hand, "Mo Song, talk to your grandfather well."

Lu Fenghe still stood up and blessed him, and told Mu Mu to be with his brother Fang.

The old lady pulled Lu Fenghe to sit down again, "Eat quickly, they are always fast, we eat slowly, chewing slowly is the way to keep healthy."

Lu Fenghe gave the old lady another small silver roll, "Yes, listen to grandma, let's eat slowly."

Lu Fenghe accompanies the old lady to finish the morning meal slowly, and then walks with the old lady to bask in the sun, eats tea, talks and plays chess, hangs around in the old lady's yard for most of the day, and is planning to leave after the old lady has a rest, the old man came back.

The old lady looked at Lu Fenghe, "See, I'll be back at noon."

Lu Fenghe saluted the old man, and the old man sat down after finding an empty chair, "He Niang, order a bowl of tea."

"You man, you will send messengers as soon as you come back. If anyone can't order, He Niang must order."

The old man ate a piece of dim sum before he said: "I see that He Niang's craftsmanship is unfamiliar. It's a pity that such a good craftsmanship is unfamiliar."

This craft is really not unfamiliar, no one in the Shen family will ask Lu Fenghe to order tea, Chen's even doesn't like tea very much, but Lu Fenghe himself likes to order and eat.

Almost every day, she would order one or two bowls to eat. During the days in the Buddhist hall, she could not copy the Buddhist scriptures, so she ordered tea for fun.

Although a lot of good tea was wasted, this craft is not unfamiliar, and even more refined.

Lu Fenghe moved to the tea table on the east side of the main room, and instead of taking tea powder, he took a piece of tea and re-grinded it, and Luocha (put it into the tea Luo and sieved it finely), until all the tea pieces became very fine powder.

Only when the tea powder is very fine can it be light and light in the soup, and the porridge surface should be smooth and full of brown color.

Lu Fenghe took the trouble to screen many times for this.