Red apricots make spring

Chapter 73 Midsummer Festival
Spring flies by in a blink of an eye, the weather is getting hotter day by day, and the jacket on Wenrou's body is gradually becoming unwearable, and she has replaced it with single clothes.As the weather got warmer, more people were willing to go out, and the night market seemed to be more lively. Naturally, she made more money, but she was even more busy.

On this day, Ruan went to the street to buy some spices and came home, only to find that the flow of people outside was twice as high as before, and many unmarried girls went out to play together.Counting the days, it turned out to be the fifth day of May. If it was the Dragon Boat Festival in the original world, she found out that there is no such thing as a Dragon Boat Festival after asking Mama Wen, but the fifth day of May is still a festival. It is called the Midsummer Festival here, and people pay attention to eating cold cakes of various colors. Therefore, there are stalls selling cold cakes everywhere on the street.

"Why don't we take a day off today, so we don't have to go out to set up a stall, so let's have a festival too?" Xiaohuan has been very busy these days, although the busyness made her forget the pain in her heart for a while, and eased the relationship with her. I miss my mother's separation, but she is still a child after all, and she is very lively. Occasionally, she would like to go out for a stroll and buy some snacks. For her, the holiday is worth looking forward to.

"Hey, we have to eat and live during the festival. How can we not leave the stall?" Mother Wen came over and said, "I have been thinking about it for the past two days. In the future, I can order more food and wine. I am free during the day, so I mentioned it outside. Sell ​​it in the restaurant, exchange it for two more money, and buy some pens and paper for Ganger, he has been practicing calligraphy recently, and the paper costs too much."

Hearing what she said, Xiaohuan lowered her head and said nothing, stood in a daze for a while, then continued to wash the ingredients.

Seeing her disappointed appearance, Wenrou felt a little uncomfortable. She hoped that Xiaohuan would live with her and treat this place as her own home instead of always feeling under the fence. But now it seems that she is too busy these days, Somewhat neglected Xiaohuan, forgot that she was just a child, so hard every day to get up early and go to bed late, without any entertainment, her life was even worse than when she was in the Zhao Mansion!

"We're not going out of the stall, let's celebrate the festival today." Ruan put down the basin in her hand, pulled Xiaohuan to her side, and asked her, "Where do you want to go shopping? Let's call Gang'er back later, and let's all go out and have fun together." One day. Speaking of which, you have been in Kyoto for several months, and you have never been out of the house at all. It is all due to my negligence as a sister, and you should fight!"

"Sister, why do you say that? If it weren't for you, I would have..." Xiaohuan's expression darkened when she thought of the sad things.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, hurry up and clean up, while it's still early, we can go shopping for a while." Gently patted Xiaohuan's back, as if to pat away the depression in her heart, and said with a smile: "Come back at night , I’ll cook something new for you to try.”

Xiaohuan responded, and happily went back to the house to change out of her clothes.Mother Wen frowned and said, "Just go, don't call Gang'er, he still has to concentrate on studying."

"Books need to be read every day, and it's not too bad for such a day. It's better to let him go out for a walk and relax." In fact, there is another sentence that she didn't say softly. She didn't want Wen Gang to become a bookworm who only knew what he knew. .Seeing that Mother Wen didn't insist on objecting any more, she also turned around and went back to the house to change her clothes, planning to go out in men's clothes, so as not to cause any trouble.

After a while, the two came out of the house. Mama Wen, who was doing needlework, raised her head and felt a bright light in her eyes. She didn't look at the two of them very carefully. Today, she saw that they had changed into clean and tidy clothes, and their eyes were shining brightly. A faint blush also rose on the cheeks due to excitement. If one didn't know their true identities, one would really regard the "man and woman" in front of them as a pair of lovers!

Mother Wen thought about it, as if thinking of something, she just opened her mouth, but didn't say it, she just looked at the two of them and smiled.

Rourou felt that her smile was a little weird, and said strangely: "Mother, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, nothing!" Mother Wen waved her hand quickly.

"Mom, will you go out with us?"

"I'm not going! I'm old and I can't walk long distances. Besides, the streets are crowded with people, what's the point? I'll stay and look after the house!" Mother Wen shook her head and refused, continuing to rub the soles of her shoes.

"I'll stay and look after the house." Ye Yu, who had been chopping firewood, answered.

This boy's temper is very strange, he often can not speak for a day, and occasionally interjects a word, and his tone is extremely blunt and indifferent, but Wen Rou has been with him for a long time, and he has long been used to it, and said with a smile: "You can't If I don't go, I still expect you to carry things for us!" Besides, she felt more at ease with many people following her.

The three resigned from Mother Wen and went out together. First, they went around the private school to look for Wen Gang. Before they entered the door, they heard the sound of reading aloud. They probed gently and saw a group of children, big and small, all gathered in one place. Shaking his head while reading, Xu Xiucai, the teacher, was sitting on a chair with a book in his left hand and a ruler in his right. He listened to a child standing in front of him repeating the recitation. If he made a mistake, the child would stretch out his hand tremblingly , asked Xu Xiucai to hit the palm of his hand with a ruler. Before he finished reciting the book, his palm was already red and swollen.

So violent!Gentle took a deep breath, luckily the weather is warm now, if it is winter, being slapped like this when your hands are cold would really hurt your heart!But it doesn't matter if you don't agree or disagree, she also knows that ancient teachers used rote memorization, and corporal punishment is very normal and necessary for teachers, so she wouldn't jump out and scold Xu Xiucai for being inhuman.

The three of them walked into the private school and saw that their children had stopped reading and started whispering to each other, while Wen Gang was a little restless, looking at him like that, he seemed to immediately want to rush to Wen Rou and ask them why they came.Xu Xiucai soon noticed that the order was abnormal. He thought that another student was making trouble, so he frowned and raised his head to scold him, but found that there were three more people in the room. He was startled when he saw Wen Rou, and his eyes turned He stayed on Xiaohuan for another moment, looked at Ye Yu again, and vaguely remembered that this person brought Wen Gang to apprentice last time, and also brought a lot of delicious pastries, so he put down the books, got up and bowed to them: "The three are..."

"We would like to ask for a day off for Wen Gang, and we hope that Mr. will agree." Rourou imitated the way a man salutes, and cupped his hands.

"Ask for leave?" Xiucai pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, but he must recite this section of the book first before he can leave." Then, he said to Wen Gang in a deep voice, "Start memorizing!"

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