Can I learn from you?
Song Tiaotiao's hand paused as she sewn. After thinking for a moment, she smiled and said, "What do you want to do for me? How about you teach me some self-defense? You know I've been interested in this since I was a child."
Gu Chengjue's mind flashed back to the image of Song Tiaotiao dancing with branches by the lake. He smiled and nodded, "Of course."
Gu Chengjue actually had this idea in mind a long time ago.
Since his previous life, he couldn't remember how many times he had secretly watched Song Tiaotiao learning martial arts on his own.
But he still remembered Song Tiaotiao's dejected expression because of her mistake, and also remembered that she persevered after being injured.
But because of his identity, he could never get close.
Song Tiaotiao was unaware of Gu Chengjue's hidden thoughts. Smiling, she looked at the twisted stitches and asked, "Gu Chengjue, do you have any favorite patterns? Although I don't know much about them, I will do my best for you."
Gu Chengjue sat back on the edge of the kang, his eyes lingering on Song Tiaotiao: "Rabbits, right? I like rabbits. Their furry appearance is very warm, and their clear eyes are very cute."
Song Tiaotiao tilted her head and smiled: "So you like rabbits? No wonder you never shot rabbits on the hunting ground before. By the way, you may not know this, but I found a wild rabbit nest a few days ago. Do you want to go take a look with me later?"
Gu Chengjue nodded and looked at her with a smile.
After the leak was simply sewn up, Song Tiaotiao couldn't wait and took Gu Chengjue to trot towards the rabbit's nest.
A night of heavy snow had completely covered the rabbit's nest. When the two men went to look for it, they could only find a few exposed straw tips.
Song Tiaotiao was filled with worry and carefully swept the snow off the tree with a branch. "The hare's nest was originally here. But it snowed so heavily last night. I don't know how the two of them are doing now."
Gu Chengjue also squatted down to help clear the snow.
From time to time, a half-exposed hole was cleared out.
Because the cave entrance was supported by straw, not much snow had seeped in. When the two rabbits saw the cave entrance was cleared, they heard uneasy rustling sounds coming from inside.
Song Tiaotiao breathed a sigh of relief when she heard there were still signs of activity in the cave. She smiled and said, "Luckily, we laid some straw around them a few days ago to keep them warm. But the temperature dropped so much last night, it would be better to add some more later."
Gu Chengjue glanced at Song Tiaotiao and said with a faint smile: "You treat them very attentively."
Song Tiaotiao avoided his gaze and smiled with pursed lips.
God knows she had planned to breed two generations before starting to make braised rabbit meat, spicy rabbit heads, and raw roasted rabbit legs.
But since Gu Chengjue likes it, and the family has almost solved the problem of food and clothing...
Song Tiaotiao looked at Gu Chengjue's smiling face. After a moment, she decided to put her plan on hold and eat something else first.
Gu Chengjue put his hands on his knees and tested the temperature of the cave entrance with his hands. He frowned and said, "It's so cold... Song Tiaotiao, I want to build a small house for them."
Seeing that Gu Chengjue was already thinking about raising a pet, Song Tiaotiao propped up his chin and smiled, "Okay. There are two wild rabbits here, one male and one female, one black and one white. Gu Chengjue, do you want to give them names?"
Gu Chengjue's phoenix eyes sparkled with a smile, like the warmth of spring: "How about we each have one?"
It was the first time that Song Tiaotiao saw Gu Chengjue smiling brightly.
It seems that he really likes it.
Song Tiaotiao calmed down her inner turmoil and said with a gentle smile, "Which one do you want to name?"
Song Tiaotiao originally wanted to name them Xiaobai and Xiaohei, but then hesitated and decided to call them Baiyun and Heitu. However, she knew that once you give an animal a name, you develop feelings for it, so she remained undecided.
Now Gu Chengjue asked her to think of a name, so Song Tiaotiao had no choice but to start over.
Gu Chengjue lowered his eyes upon hearing this: "I once had a black horse named Mo Yun."
Song Tiaotiao was stunned when she heard this.
She remembered Mo Yun.
After all, she had met Mo Yun many times, and when she was a child, she often fantasized that one day she would own a handsome BMW like Mo Yun's.
When they first met, Mo Yun was still a foal. But when they met again, Mo Yun had become a rare and extraordinary horse in the world, mighty and proud, but willing to bow his head when Song Tiaotiao approached.
At that time, on the hunting grounds, Gu Chengjue was always dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse, his arrows never missing their mark. And Mo Yun's black mane was blown by the wind, like the surging waves of the deep sea.
Gu Chengjue and it were inseparable, supporting each other until it was taken away on the eve of his exile. When they met again in the book, Mo Yun had become a plate of horse meat placed before Gu Chengjue, forcing him to swallow it.
Song Tiaotiao thought of this and clenched her fists in disappointment. "Mo Yun must still be waiting for you somewhere. But this little black rabbit has Mo Yun's bravery and demeanor. After you raise it, it and Mo Yun should get along very well. The first time I went to spread the grass, it was very clever and even took the little white rabbit with it to escape."
Gu Chengjue's gloomy eyes lit up a little after hearing this: "Since it encompasses two kinds of love, I will call it Momo."
Song Tiaotiao nodded and looked around at the vast expanse of white snow between heaven and earth: "White snow is pure, so I will call myself Little White Rabbit Baixue."
After they had laid straw in the rabbit's nest, they returned home again.
There was still no one at home. This morning at breakfast, Bo Shuang had said she'd accepted Su Lin's invitation to go over to the cloth shop to oversee the work. Meanwhile, Zhao had taken Gu Zhao with her to a follow-up appointment, asking the doctor when the medication could be stopped.
Next to the clay stove, Gu Chengjue was doing carpentry work, while Song Tiaotiao was sitting on the small wooden chair made by Gu Chengjue and embroidering a little rabbit.
Song Tiaotiao repeated the movements of her hands, feeling a little bored: "Gu Chengjue, what kind of food do you like to eat?"
Gu Chengjue paused for a moment and said softly, "The food you cook is delicious."
Song Tiaotiao was very pleased with the natural and unpretentious compliment. She chuckled and said, "Then you must have a preference. I remember that when you came to my house before, the housekeeper always prepared more cakes for you than for others. Do you like sweet food?"
In the past, Gu Chengjue would definitely not admit this to others, but facing Song Tiaotiao, he nodded slightly.
Song Tiaotiao's eyes sparkled as she continued, "What about sour? Do you like sour and sweet together?"
Gu Chengjue thought for a moment and asked, "Is it like preserved plums? I really like that sweet and sour taste."
Song Tiaotiao's almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents. "Then you're in for a treat. My specialties are sweet and sour pork tenderloin, sweet and sour pork, and stewed short ribs with green plums... Do the names sound unfamiliar to you? You'll get used to them the more you eat them."
Gu Chengjue raised his head: "Then can I learn from you?"
Song Tiaotiao chuckled: "You have a really strong thirst for knowledge. But I haven't cooked those dishes for a long time, so my hands must be a little rusty. How about I cook each dish once first, and if you like it, I'll teach you."
Gu Chengjue raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Okay. When I finish my apprenticeship, I will be able to cook it for you."
Song Tiaotiao looked at Gu Chengjue's serious expression, and her heartbeat became disordered for a moment.
But Song Tiaotiao didn't delve into it. She suppressed the emotion in her eyes and said with a smile, "If you have this intention, I, your little master, will put in a hundred efforts and teach you step by step."
Gu Chengjue's eyes moved and he nodded with a smile.
Gu Chengjue's return to the military camp was a matter of days and weeks. Seven days passed in a flash. He had finished his carpentry work at home, and then spent the next few days teaching the men basic martial arts to repay their help to his family.
Under the guidance of the system, Song Tiaotiao went to the back mountain to collect various wild delicacies. The ones with slightly better quality were sold separately, while the ones with lower quality were made into salty and fresh pickles or sweet and sour mixed vegetables.
Song Tiaotiao was following the system's instructions and walking out of the back mountain when she was distracted by a ray of light.
She stared towards the source, where a shimmering figure nestled in the snow.
To say it shimmered with gold was no exaggeration. The exquisite red cotton-padded jacket, outlined with gold thread, shimmered faintly with her breathing, a precious attire only worn by the noble ladies of the capital.
Song Tiaotiao walked forward and saw that the woman's fair, rosy face was slightly red from the cold, and her delicate hands were massaging her ankle, as if she had sprained her foot.
Song Tiaotiao squatted down and asked, "Miss, your foot is injured? Can you still move?"
The woman was obviously a little wary. She raised her eyelids and snorted coldly, "None of your business."
Song Tiaotiao crossed his arms and looked her up and down: "You must have been here for a long time, right?"
The woman said depressedly, "I've been sitting here since noon."
Song Tiaotiao chuckled and extended his hand to her: "Look, you've waited nearly two hours to see a living Buddha like me. Why don't you hurry back with me to heal your wounds? If you wait any longer here, your legs will be as stiff as the icicles on the tree."
The woman glanced at her and extended her hand to Song Tiaotiao: "Little country girl, you are so vulgar. But I will remember you. If you need anything from me in the future, I will do my best to take care of you."
Song Tiaotiao helped her up and said softly, "Are you planning to meet me later?"
The woman raised her chin and said, "Of course, I'm not someone who doesn't want to be grateful."
Song Tiaotiao chuckled: "Then why do you still call me a little country girl?"
The woman asked, "What should I call you?"
Song Tiaotiao said solemnly: "Call me Female Bodhisattva."
The woman couldn't help laughing: "Don't make me angry, otherwise the consequences will be serious."
Song Tiaotiao glanced at her sideways, and gently relaxed his grip on his fingers: "Is it so serious that my hand slipped and you fell to the snow?"
The woman quickly tightened her grip and said, "It seems you really don't know who I am. My name is Jin Zhenjiao, please remember it clearly."
Song Tiaotiao was startled when she heard this: "Are you from the Jin family?"
Seeing her like this, Jin Zhenjiao panicked and said, "Why do you look like that...Isn't that old man from Finance already so notorious? You said you wanted to be a female Bodhisattva, so you don't want to save me anymore, do you?"
Jinrong is the head of the Jin family, and this Jin Zhenjiao...
The description of Jin Zhenjiao in the book is the same as that of Song Tiaotiao, which is only mentioned in a few words.
But now that it was mentioned, Song Tiaotiao almost instantly remembered Jin Zhenjiao's heroic act of sacrificing her own relatives for the sake of justice and indirectly helping Gu Chengjue to overthrow his father.
The situation is a bit complicated right now.
Song Tiaotiao sighed softly, "Anyway, I can't take you back to my house first. Do you have a place to stay in the village?"
Jin Zhenjiao said aggrievedly, "I had a conflict with my family and ran away from home. Please don't send me to the Jin family."
Song Tiaotiao said helplessly: "Who else do you know? You can't just run to Songbai Village for no reason."
Jin Zhenjiao said decisively: "I know Zhao Huaian! He grew up with me. He has always valued friendship and loyalty, and he will definitely not treat me cruelly."
Song Tiaotiao pressed her eyebrows.
This fate is truly wonderful.
It seems that she really needs a relationship map.
Jin Zhenjiao's foot was indeed seriously sprained. After Song Tiaotiao gave her a simple treatment, she still supported Jin Zhenjiao and took her back home.
While talking with Zhao Huaian, Gu Chengjue's eyes were always looking at Nanshan.
Gu Chengjue waited until Song Tiaotiao's figure appeared, and his footsteps continued to move closer. Before he knew it, Zhao Huaian had also followed him for more than ten meters.
Gu Chengjue raised his eyebrows as he looked at Jin Zhenjiao jumping around Song Tiaotiao.
Zhao Huaian saw who it was, but his brows were furrowed. "Jin Zhenjiao? Why are you here?"
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