The Cultivation of Concubine

Chapter 13 Buns (3)
The most famous flower in Mingyuan Villa is the crabapple flower, but the flowering period has passed, and now only the red plums on both sides are in bud.Ajiao went out along the gravel road, and stopped at the edge of a sparkling blue lake.The wind on the lake was a bit biting, and Ajiao was most afraid of the cold, so she opened her mouth to let out a breath of hot air, rubbed her hands and covered her face.

It was too cold, and Ajiao couldn't bear it.

Just about to go back, Ajiao's gaze froze, and he saw a little boy sitting under a big tree by the lake.Mr. Han has never been married, and naturally he has no children, but it is a bit strange that such a little boy appears now.Looking at his posture, he seems to be fishing.

A Jiao bent her lips, feeling a little funny.

Fishing is a thing that requires patience and determination. How can this little boy sit quietly and fish when he loves to play at such a young age?Out of curiosity for a while, Ajiao walked over and got closer to see the little boy's appearance clearly.

This little boy is about six or seven years old, wearing a royal blue silk padded jacket with five colors embroidered with silver patterns and inlaid with black edges, his eyes are dark and bright, his small face is white and tender, and his appearance is delicately carved with powder and jade.Ajiao was a little stunned, she had never seen such a good-looking little boy.Looking at the brocade jacket he was wearing, he probably came from a wealthy family.It's just that he has a serious face at such a young age, so mature, which makes A Jiao feel a little amused.

"Isn't young master cold?" Ajiao asked.Although the wind on the lake is not strong, it is bitingly cold.As soon as the words fell, the fishing rod held by the little boy trembled.Ajiao knew that the fish had taken the bait, so she watched the little boy calmly hold the fishing rod.

The little guy is really strong.

Ajiao frowned.

No matter how strong he is, he is still a child. It is still a bit difficult to lift such a carp.Ajiao watched the carp landed beside the wooden barrel alive and kicking, and saw the little boy frowning tightly, so she stepped forward and said, "Let me help you." She is not a pampered lady, so naturally she will not be afraid of a little boy. The small carp picked it up neatly by bending over, and put it into the wooden bucket filled with water with a "plop", and sparkling water splashed instantly.

Fu Ye held the fishing rod in his hand, raised his eyes, and looked at A Jiao a few times.Judging by her clothes, she should be a maid.Although he was only six years old, he never liked to talk. Now that he looked at this maid quite pleasing to the eye, it was very rare that he took the initiative to speak: "What's your name?"

The little guy's voice is childish, but his manner is mature.

Ajiao looked at the serious face of the little boy, and said with a smile: "The servant's name is Ajiao." Looking at the little boy, she reminded her of her younger brother at home.When she left, her younger brother was about the same age, so he should be younger.It's just that my younger brother loves to laugh and clings to her, but this young man doesn't like to laugh, and I don't know if this temperament is following his parents.

(End of this chapter)