After a day of shopping, Lu Qiqi's calves were sore. She hadn't expected that Feng Yuer, who had only been practicing martial arts for half a year, would have stronger leg strength than her.
As expected, a woman who goes on a shopping spree like crazy needs to be quite skilled.
Today is a festival, and the curfew in the border town will be extended, just like on the Qixi Festival.
It was still early, and Feng Yu'er had to go home to pay respects to her ancestors, so Lu Qiqi said goodbye to her and made an appointment to go out together to admire the moon that night.
When I got home, I could smell the aroma of food even from outside the yard.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Li Changlong and Zhou Yi are both at home, so they took Shijiu to make some food.
Lu Qiqi smiled and quickly pushed open the courtyard gate.
The gate was pushed open, and she saw a rather thin man sticking his head into the chicken coop with his rear end sticking out.
"nineteen?"
Lu Qiqi called out tentatively.
The person who was bent over immediately tried to stand up, but he forgot that there was an awning above his head that provided shelter from the rain and sun, which made the back of his head throb painfully.
Nineteen held two eggs in her left hand and rubbed the back of her head, which had just been bumped, with her right hand. She slowly turned around, faced Lu Qiqi, and said with a wronged expression, "Brother Long asked me to pick up the eggs."
Seeing Shijiu's expression, Lu Qiqi knew he had been seriously injured. She looked at him apologetically and asked, "Have you finished picking them up?"
“I’ve finished picking them up,” he said, then held out his left hand to show her the spoils.
Eggs from this era are small, far smaller than high-yield eggs, and often have unidentified objects from the chicken coop attached to them.
Lu Qiqi said, "Go inside after you've finished picking them up. Let me check if you have any bumps on the back of your head."
Seeing her walk straight into the house, Nineteen followed behind her, wincing in pain.
Nineteen sat down in the chair, and Lu Qiqi walked behind him to check the back of his head.
His thick, black hair completely covered the back of his head. Lu Qiqi brushed aside his hair and saw a lump the size of a pigeon egg. She reached out and gently touched it.
"Hiss~"
With a cold hiss, she immediately withdrew her hand and then applied some spiritual spring water to the bump on his scalp to help reduce the swelling as soon as possible.
Lu Qiqi glanced at the egg that Nineteen was still holding onto and said, "I'll have your brother Long make you some steamed egg custard later, so you can have some good nutrition. You can't let this accident go to waste."
Upon hearing this, Nineteen felt cheated; how could he possibly get his money back for those two eggs?
But when he smelled the aroma of meat, he thought that having another bun might not be a bad idea.
Li Changlong was both amused and exasperated to hear that even picking up an egg could result in a large bump on one's head.
Steamed egg custard was served, and an extra large chicken leg was placed in Shijiu's bowl, while the remaining chicken leg went into Lu Qiqi's bowl.
After finishing the meal, Lu Qiqi just wanted to lie down and didn't want to move at all.
Li Changlong and Zhou Yi quickly cleared away the dishes and chopsticks, then pulled out a burlap sack from somewhere, seemingly about to head out.
Lu Qiqi took a sip of tea and asked, "Second Brother, what are you carrying? Where are you going?"
Li Changlong knew that Lu Qiqi wouldn't understand these things, so he patiently explained, "Take it outside to worship our ancestors."
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Feng Mansion, ancestral hall.
"Kneel down and offer incense to your parents."
At this moment, inside the ancestral hall, Feng Yu'er, along with her half-brother Feng Zijun and her maid, was offering incense to General Feng and his deceased wife.
Feng Zijun obeyed and knelt straight on the prayer mat in front of him. Hanlu quickly stepped forward and handed him the lit incense.
After receiving the incense, Feng Zijun bowed three times and then stood up. He walked to the altar and inserted the incense into the incense burner.
After doing all this, Feng Yu'er finally spoke, "Father and Mother, don't worry, Grandmother is doing well in Luzhou Prefecture. Recently, Zijun has made great progress in his studies and will certainly not disgrace the Feng family in the future."
Since General Feng's remains could not be found, Feng Yu'er erected a cenotaph for him, for it was better that his soul had nowhere to rest if his body was gone.
The dim candlelight flickered in the ancestral hall. Feng Yu'er stared intently at the extra memorial tablet next to her mother's, thinking to herself, "Father, your daughter is unfilial. I failed to keep our promise and have returned to the border town."
Thinking this, another thought suddenly popped into Feng Yu'er's mind, and she thought to herself, "But you can't blame me for this. You were the one who forced me into the carriage and had the steward take me away. You can't blame me for being so autocratic."
Feng Yu'er stood in the ancestral hall for a long time, while Feng Zijun, who had been studying all day, had legs that were a little numb from standing.
He carefully observed his elder sister several times, but dared not utter a sound.
He doesn't have a deep impression of his father; when he was a child, his father was in poor health and always stayed indoors.
His father was always busy, and he only saw him and his mother from the future house.
The only time was when his grandmother said that he had been enlightened and received praise from his teacher. After only meeting him briefly, he learned that his father, a great general, was about to be dispatched to guard the border.
As for what his father looked like, it was already a blur in his mind. He only remembered a tall and strong man wearing armor who once held him up high.
He laughed heartily and praised him, saying, "Like father, like son."
His stepmother and step-sister looked very alike. They would send him many books, send cloth to his mother, and help them teach a lesson to the ignorant servants who bullied them.
Until his mother passed away, he made her swear a solemn oath at her bedside that she would be filial to her stepmother and respect her step-sister.
Otherwise, his mother would die with her eyes wide open in disbelief.
The elder sister in front of me always has many beautiful clothes, endless jewelry, and an endless supply of pastries and cakes.
Every time she went out and came back, she would bring him some little trinkets and delicious pastries so that he wouldn't feel too lonely while he was sick and weak.
Thinking that she would be going out later, Feng Yu'er looked down at Feng Zijun.
The two people happened to be looking down at each other, while the other looked up at each other, and their eyes met.
Feng Yu'er looked at her half-brother, who was staring at her expectantly, and smiled slightly. She asked softly, "I'm going out later to go with Sister Lu to admire the moon. Would you like to come along?"
Can I come along?
She reached out and stroked Feng Zijun's head, chuckling softly, "Why not? If you want to go, you can go."
Now it was Feng Zijun's turn to be happy. He smiled so hard his eyes almost squinted, revealing a mouthful of pearly white teeth.
“I want to go with my elder sister to admire the moon.”
Feng Yu'er took her hand off his head and held it out to his eyes. "Let's go then."
This was the second time Feng Zijun had held his elder sister's hand, and he felt that her palm was soft and smooth.
After the Feng siblings finished paying respects to their ancestors, they left the mansion hand in hand with a group of entourage.
Meanwhile, Lu Qiqi and the others also lit incense and offered three mooncakes at the entrance of the courtyard.
Lu Qiqi watched the whole process as Li Changlong and Zhou Yi performed their rituals. After offering incense, the two talked about the recent situations of the people around them, wanting to put the deceased at ease.
After the incense burned out, Lu Qiqi told them about her appointment with Feng Yuer.
Upon hearing that they were going out to admire the moon, Shijiu was so excited that he jumped around like a flea, wishing he could leap up and down.
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