Acacia is like smoke

Chapter 30 Stranger

"Xiao Yuan, what's the matter? The pastry is almost out of the pan!" Rong Siyan stood in front of the stove, waiting for the last minute.

"Mother, come out and have a look! There is a man who looks exactly like me at the door!" Standing in the yard, Rong Yuan shouted loudly towards the house.

Just as Rong Siyan picked up the pot to check the steaming status of the pastry, after hearing Rong Yuan's words, the pot lid slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

exactly the same man...

Rong Siyan and Fu Junhan grew up together, because she had been studying with Fu Guilan since she was a child, and often went to and from the palace.

She knew that Rong Yuan now was almost carved out of the same mold as Fu Junhan when she was a child.

However, it is impossible for Fu Junhan to appear here. This place is quite far from the capital, and it is a very remote village.

And she and Xiao Jinxiu are also dead people who left the country.

"Mother, mother..." Before Rong Siyan could finish thinking, Rong Yuan rushed into the kitchen.

Seeing the lid of the pot fell on the ground, Rong Yuan quickly stepped forward to pick it up, and said, "Mother, what are you in a daze for? Two tourists came to our village, and there was a man who looked exactly like me. I invited them to our village. Come to be a guest at home and eat the cakes you made."

Rong Yuan's voice sounded extremely excited, Rong Siyan quickly grabbed his little arm, and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Yuan, how could you just bring strangers into your home?"

Rong Siyan panicked, one of the two tourists looked exactly like Xiao Yuan.

Could it be Fu Junhan?
"Mother, I..." Rong Yuan was taught a lesson by Rong Siyan, she lowered her head and pursed her mouth and said, "I'm sorry, Mother, I don't think they are bad people."

"How can the bad guys let you see it? You go out and tell them that Mother is not feeling well, so it's inconvenient to receive her."

Rong Siyan didn't know who the visitor was, but it was obviously not for her, because just now Xiaoyuan said that he met them on the road, so he invited them over.

"Alright then." Rong Yuan lowered his head, looking a bit disappointed, but he was very obedient and nodded obediently.

"Be obedient, Xiao Yuan, after sending those two away, you will come over to eat pastries, understand?" Rong Siyan patted his head, looking like a loving mother.

Rong Yuan nodded again, and then ran towards the outside.

Seeing Xiao BuDian rushing over, Fu Junhan hurried forward and asked, "Xiao Yuan, can we visit your house?"

"I can't do it, uncle, my mother is not feeling well, it's inconvenient to receive her, please go back!" Feeling very embarrassed, Rong Yuan scratched his little head and said, "Are you going to leave today? Then I'll see you off." You go to the entrance of the village!"

Fu Junhan suddenly showed a disappointed expression, turned to Xiao An beside him, and said lightly: "Since it is inconvenient, let's leave."

"Yes, son." Xiao An nodded.

The two turned around and were about to leave, but Rong Yuan suddenly stopped them with her small body and said, "Wait for me for a while."

After all, he rushed home quickly.

"This child, I don't know what to do." Xiao An joked, and said boldly: "Although you look exactly the same as your Majesty when you were a child, your temperament is not at all different."

Fu Junhan has been calm since he was a child, even at a young age, he is not naughty at all.

But Rong Yuan is different. He is innocent, full of childlike fun, and very kind and enthusiastic.

Hearing what Xiao An said, Fu Junhan chuckled lightly, but didn't say anything, but felt that it was very pleasing to let the child be willing.

"Your Majesty, do you like children very much?" Xiao An asked cautiously, "Why don't you seriously choose this year's draft?"

Although there are 3000 beauties in the harem, none of them have been favored by Fu Junhan. Now that he has been on the throne for five years, he has no son or daughter.

Not only the Queen Mother was anxious, but all civil and military officials were extremely anxious, and there were many memorials for this matter.

"Xiao An." Fu Junhan frowned and scolded.

Xiao An knew that His Majesty would not compromise on this matter, so he had to shut up obediently.

On the day of the crown princess's funeral, His Majesty would get drunk and use wine to numb himself.

……

Rong Yuan excitedly rushed into the kitchen again.

Rong Siyan was taking out the cakes from the pot, seeing Rong Yuan coming in, she asked, "Xiao Yuan, did you send those two tourists away?"

She was in the kitchen in the backyard, quite far from the gate, and because of the interference from the stove, she couldn't hear the sound of the gate unless someone was talking loudly at the gate.

"Mother, they are leaving, I'll bring them some pastries, okay?" Rong Yuan looked at Rong Siyan, his eyes full of longing.

"Of course." Rong Siyan nodded and agreed.

"Mother, you are so kind." Rong Yuan quickly reached out to grab the pot, but it was too hot, so he quickly rubbed his hands.

Rong Siyan took out a large handkerchief from his arms, spread it on the table, then put the pastry in the handkerchief, wrapped it and handed it to Rong Yuan.

"Give these to the two tourists, and give them food on the way." Rong Siyan even patted his son's head.

"Okay." Rong Yuan took the pastry and ran out anxiously again.

He hurried to the door, but the two uncles hadn't left yet, so he handed the cakes to Fu Junhan excitedly, and said with admiration: "You two uncles, these cakes you eat on the road are all made by my mother. , delicious!"

"Then thank you." Fu Junhan chuckled, touched Rong Yuan's head, and said to Xiao An, "Let's go."

"Yes, son." Xiao An replied.

"Uncle, do you know the way? I'll see you off!" Rong Yuan was actually a little embarrassed, and brought the two of them to the house as guests, but his mother refused, so he proposed to see them off.

"No, we know each other. You can rest at home." Fu Junhan waved his hand.

"Then uncle, you can just walk along this road." Rong Yuan pointed to the path ahead, and said with a smile: "Goodbye, uncle."

"Goodbye, little brat." Fu Junhan felt a little bit reluctant.

After saying goodbye to Rong Yuan, he and Xiao An walked forward along the way they came.

Fu Junhan's palms were warm from the cakes, and the freshly baked cakes were full of fragrance, filling the tip of his nose.

He stopped, looked down at the pastry wrapped in the veil in his hand, and then stretched out his hand to untie the knot of the veil.

The white pastry immediately came into view.

"Your Majesty, do you want to eat it now?" Xiao An couldn't help but feel a little surprised. The pastry looks very ordinary, just a country product. I don't know why His Majesty looks like he wants to taste it.

"Xiao An, take a piece." Fu Junhan threw a piece into Xiao An's hand, and Xiao An immediately took it.

And he took a piece himself, put it on the tip of his nose, smelled it, and put it in his mouth.

After chewing a few mouthfuls, Fu Junhan froze.

(End of this chapter)