Chapter 254 Yun Ting cried

Daya thought for a while before saying, "I didn't know at first either. I vaguely heard Dad and Jiang Xuan mention it. It seemed like someone was sent to take the little god for a walk around."

She didn't dare to say it, this was what Xiao Yan told her.

"Walk around? Where to walk around?"

"Everywhere, I guess." Daya said, "Dad wants to use it to deliver letters in the future. So it should at least know where to send them."

So someone is specially assigned to help the little god get familiar with the places, east, west, south, and north. It will probably take a year or two.

"No wonder, I said I haven't seen it for a long time." Erya was not thinking about this and didn't ask any more questions.

When it was time to eat, two tables were set up.

There is a table on the kang, and another table in Daya and her room.

The copper pot bubbled on the table, and the venison rolls stretched like clouds in the amber broth.

The fifth young master used chopsticks to push away the floating oil and saw the floating lettuce.

That's what he likes to eat.

My sister still remembers it.

Lu Qiniang brought the freshly cut sea bass fillets and placed them on the table, then took the serving chopsticks and put them into the pot.

"Try it, everyone says it's delicious." She smiled and called everyone over.

The Fifth Young Master looked at the fish fillets as thin as cicada wings on the celadon plate, and vaguely saw the old tofu piled in the coarse pottery bowl.

Outside the window, snowflakes rustled against the window paper, and he was suddenly blinded by the rising steam.

At that time, the north wind in the twelfth lunar month tore at the torn window paper, and a chipped iron pot sat on the clay stove.

He was sick and curled up in the quilt, watching Lu Qiniang stirring the rolling white waves with bamboo chopsticks.

There are cabbage leaves, tofu, vermicelli in the pot, and lettuce is the only green.

"Fifth Young Master, be careful not to get burned." Lu Qiniang served him a bowl of steaming hot food.

She sat by and watched him eat while sewing the soles of his shoes.

After he finished eating, she and Songyan ate the rest...

Nowadays, venison and fish are floating in the pot alongside the lettuce, and life is getting better and better.

And he was getting further and further away from his sister.

"Eat quickly, eat more." Lu Qiniang urged enthusiastically, "Fifth Young Master, don't just eat vegetables! Eat some meat! Young Master Jiang, this is your first time here, so don't be polite. When you come to my house, I feel bad if you don't eat enough. The more you eat, the happier I am."

Jiang Quan was also a down-to-earth man. He ate about four or five kilograms of mutton without any hesitation.

Erya's hands ached from slicing the mutton, and she couldn't help but complain to Daya, "This is what it's like to be born into the Jiang family. If you were born into an ordinary family, you'd end up eating your family out of poverty."

Jiang Quan was really full.

The Fifth Young Master was talking with Xiao Yan and Lu Qiniang in the house. He came out and walked around in the yard to help digest his food.

Seeing Erya sweeping the snow, he hurried over to help.

Erya didn't argue with him. She handed him the big broom and took the small one herself. As she swept, she said, "The snow is falling like it's free this year. If we don't sweep it for a while, it will be so thick again. Mr. Jiang, you know how to use a broom! I thought you guys didn't do these things."

"Other families don't know this, but in our family, when it snows, we go to help." Jiang Quan said, "The elders said that we, a military family, don't raise spoiled children."

"Your family has a good tradition." Erya praised.

Jiang Quan smiled innocently.

The mastiff licked his hand.

"Jiu Er, stop making trouble. Didn't I feed you before I came here? I'll feed you when we get home."

"What does it eat? It won't even eat bones." Erya asked curiously.

"It eats mutton and chicken. It needs four chickens and two pounds of mutton for one meal."

Erya: “…”

Then you should take it home and feed it. We can’t afford it.

Being hospitable also requires capital!

The two of them quickly finished sweeping the yard.

When he was about to enter the house, he saw snow falling on Jiang Quan's body. Erya stood at the door and patted the snow off his back.

The mastiff suddenly started barking.

A man walked in.

Erya paused and asked in surprise, "Yun Ting, why are you back?"

Yun Ting was originally full of grievances and wanted to tell her, but when he saw her talking and laughing with Jiang Quan, and there was a fierce dog tied in front of his house, he felt even more aggrieved for a moment.

Okay, okay, they're better off without him, right?

"Come back if you want." Yun Ting said with a dark face.

"Have you eaten yet?" Erya asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, take the dog away. I'm sleepy and want to sleep!"

Jiang Quan was easy to talk to and quickly pulled the mastiff aside.

Yun Ting strode back to his room, then slammed the door shut, ignoring everyone.

Jiang Quan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Arya.

"Don't pay attention to him. It's New Year's Day, and he's like he's been bombed. That's just the way he is," Arya said. "He's moody, and it has nothing to do with you. Let's go inside and ignore him."

Jiang Quan was still a little hesitant, but finally went in.

Yun Ting didn't even take off his clothes or boots. He just lay on the bed, curled up with his back to the door.

When he heard what Erya said, his already red eyes became even redder.

Okay, okay, Zhuozhuo, I’ll still pay attention to you in the future.

Lu Qiniang asked Erya, "Is Yunting back? Why did I hear you two arguing again?"

"Who knows! It wasn't me who argued with him. He said he was tired and sleepy, so he went back to his room and ignored me."

"I'll go check it out," Lu Qiniang said. "Did this child go home for the New Year and start a fight with the Duke again? Children are all debts!"

As long as you are alive, you must pay it back, endlessly.

"Mom, please don't go. I think he's very angry and might have a fit." Erya said, "You guys eat. I'm full. I'll go check on him."

"Don't argue with him, just ask him what's going on. It's New Year's Day, did you hear it?" Lu Qin's mother warned worriedly.

"I understand." Erya poured a cup of hot tea and went out.

Although the door of the east wing was closed, it was not bolted, so Erya went in directly.

Yun Ting didn't look back either.

He knew who it was by the sound of footsteps.

Erya put the tea on the bedside table and said unhappily, "Get up and take off your boots. They're dirty with snow and mud."

Yun Ting ignored her.

"Okay, get up and stop being angry." Erya said patiently.

"I won't get up!" Yun Ting said.

"You're crying?" Erya was a little surprised.

"I didn't! Zhuozhuo, stop talking nonsense!" Yun Ting's voice became more choked and his tears flowed faster.

Erya: "...Okay, okay, I was just talking nonsense. I cried, okay?"

"Why are you crying?"

"I'm crying for you, okay?" Erya said, "Tell me, did you have a falling out with your family?"

"No."

"Don't be so stubborn," Erya said. "Your young master from the Duke's Mansion was picked up by a carriage when he left. He said he would be back after the Lantern Festival, but he only came back today, the fifth day of the New Year. And his boots and robes are covered in snow and mud. Do you believe me when you say there was no falling out?"

She observed very carefully, and probably cared about him in her heart, Yun Ting thought.

"Your father is not necessarily right. Get up and talk to me. No matter what happens, I will stand on your side, okay?" Erya said again.

When Yun Ting heard this, he couldn't hold it in any longer.