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The family discussed Gu Zhao's studies and finally decided to entrust Gu Zhao to Su Lin, who would visit him every three days.
The moon is shrouded in cold gauze, and thin snow is drifting.
The lights in Tiaotiao Food Store were off, but a faint candlelight was visible in the wooden house amidst the pine and cypress forests.
As soon as Song Tiaotiao and Gu Chengjue entered the door, they gathered around the clay stove and watched the current situation of the two rabbits.
Because they were worried that the temperature changes outside would affect delivery, Song Tiaotiao and the system calculated the delivery period and moved Bai Xue and Mo Mo back to the wooden house.
Now, in a corner of the clay stove, in the enclosure originally used for chickens, a thick layer of dry cotton wool and straw is laid out, and two rabbits are snuggling together in it.
Seeing someone coming back, the rabbit's bright eyes immediately opened wide and followed the person.
Seeing this, Gu Chengjue smiled and squatted down: "I'm back, did you miss me?"
Excited rustling sounds rang out one after another in the fence.
Bai Xue climbed up the wooden fence with her front paws and stood upright to rub the hands of the two men. Mo Mo was unable to move because she was about to give birth, so she looked at the two of them silently, making rustling sounds.
After washing up, the system's voice rang out from my ears: "Tiaotiao, I detected that Momo's mood is fluctuating greatly. She should be preparing to go into labor. Now go get all the things I asked you to prepare in advance and prepare to deliver the baby."
The delivery supplies prepared in advance were moved to the rabbit hive.
Light salt water for postpartum energy, a mini rabbit nest padded with soft cloth and cotton, and pre-soaked soybeans to increase lactation...
The two of them wrapped themselves in cotton clothes and sat around the clay stove, preparing to deliver the rabbit.
From the time Momo started plucking its belly hair again until it anxiously dug up the cotton layer in the rabbit nest, the Zhao family's grandparents and grandchildren came to watch several times, but still got no results.
By midnight, the Zhao family's grandparents and grandchildren had fallen asleep, but Momo had no intention of giving birth.
The two parents who were waiting outside the delivery room also became more exhausted and their voices gradually fell silent.
From time to time, Song Tiaotiao's eyelashes would lightly close. She rubbed her eyes, propped up her chin on her knees, forced herself to open her eyes wide, and continued to stare at the rabbit hive.
But the crackling sound of a fire is excellent white noise when it's time to fall asleep in winter.
The fatigue and sleepiness of the day finally woke her up completely physically and mentally the moment she nodded her head.
Once the feeling of drowsiness strikes, thoughts will follow it and drift away.
The will that Song Tiaotiao had been holding on to eventually dissipated and became increasingly confused.
The long eyelashes slowly closed, and the pair of lively almond-shaped eyes were finally too tired to open again.
Later, feeling the soft support beside her, her consciousness blurred, she followed her heart, fell deeply into the woven dream, and forgot where she was standing.
Only light breaths remained, evenly scattered on Gu Chengjue's neck and shoulders.
Gu Chengjue's slightly darkened phoenix eyes glanced down at Song Tiaotiao, who was resting her head on his neck. He carefully covered her with clothes and smiled softly, "Go to sleep peacefully. I'll take care of everything from now on."
…
Half asleep and half awake, Song Tiaotiao vaguely felt that someone seemed to be holding her.
The low whisper beside my ear was like the voice of a god from outer space: "How wonderful! The first person I see when I wake up tomorrow will be you..."
In the early morning, Song Tiaotiao looked at the nest of newborn rabbits in front of her and praised happily: "Gu Chengjue, you really can do everything well."
Gu Chengjue smiled knowingly after receiving Song Tiaotiao's praise: "After all, this is the only way to match you..."
At this point, he looked at Song Tiaotiao's hands making the rabbit nest and paused for a moment. Then he realized that he had spoken too quickly and said with a flicker of his eyes: "Are you my little master?"
Song Tiaotiao secretly suppressed the momentary throbbing in her heart and nodded in agreement.
After visiting each household to wish them a happy new year, the family returned to Tiaotiao Food Store.
Just because we made an appointment when we parted last night, we can go to the food store to continue our wonderful night together today.
Inside the food shop, a brazier was set up on the table, filled with various beef offal, intended to be used to make a special brazier.
In an open space on the ground, charcoal was piled up in a basin, ready to be used for open fire barbecue.
Add to that the dish that each family prepares today, and it will definitely be an extraordinarily lively Spring Festival dinner.
After the family prepared the meal, Song Tiaotiao stayed in the kitchen to teach Gu Chengjue how to make osmanthus cake.
Gu Chengjue held up the exquisite osmanthus mold and sighed, "It's so lifelike, it's as if you can smell the refreshing fragrance of osmanthus."
Song Tiaotiao smiled brightly at his praise, "I appreciate your praise, let's get started."
While filling the mold with stuffing, Gu Chengjue paid attention to the direction of each groove in the mold.
In some places, it is obvious that the texture has been repeatedly adjusted from stuck to smooth.
This kind of place is most likely to hurt your hands.
Gu Chengjue thought about this and asked softly, "Tiaotiao, did you hurt your hand during the production?"
Seeing the worry in his eyes, Song Tiaotiao opened her arms to him and said with a smile, "Yes, but practice makes perfect. Look, there is not a single wound on my hands now."
Gu Chengjue's eyes flickered back and forth between his hands. After a while, he returned his gaze to Song Tiaotiao's face and sighed softly, "I wish I could stay with you a little longer..."
Hearing this, Song Tiaotiao's heart moved, and her slightly curled fingers accidentally touched the hot pastry beside her.
The pastry had just come out of the pan and was still hot. The moment he touched it, Song Tiaotiao reflexively pulled his hand back.
Seeing this, Gu Chengjue frowned slightly and said worriedly: "What's wrong? I'm the one who disturbed you."
Song Tiaotiao shook her head repeatedly: "It's okay, I wasn't careful enough, and it wasn't that hot..." Having said that, she walked to the water tank and repeatedly rinsed the wound with cold water.
After the pain in his wound subsided, Gu Chengjue still looked worried. He looked at Song Tiaotiao with a bit more confusion in his eyes.
Song Tiaotiao suddenly remembered the various strange methods used in ancient times to treat burns. Her own simple method, which was incompatible with the ancient method, might not be effective in Gu Chengjue's eyes.
Thinking of this, Song Tiaotiao smiled and said, "Gu Chengjue, I have really dealt with it. It doesn't hurt at all..."
Gu Chengjue frowned slightly, walked forward, and carefully looked at the icy-red wound on Song Tiaotiao.
Seeing this, Song Tiaotiao suddenly remembered the method An Rong told her when she was a child, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, if your hand is burned, touch your ears and it will not be hot anymore." After she finished speaking, she saw Gu Chengjue nodded slightly, touched his ears, but was shocked by the cold temperature of his hands.
Gu Chengjue asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"
Song Tiaotiao hissed softly, "It's too cold."
Hearing this, Gu Chengjue's eyes flickered and he lowered his head.
Then, his bamboo-like hands gently covered Song Tiaotiao's sleeves and quietly guided them to his ears: "Then touch mine, okay?"
Song Tiaotiao looked at Gu Chengjue's handsome eyes so close to her, and even tried to restrain her breathing.
She blinked her eyes, looked at it for a moment, and said with a mischievous look: "This will freeze you..."
Gu Chengjue's eyes flickered as he smiled softly, "I'm willing."
Like a possessed person, Song Tiaotiao allowed Gu Chengjue to guide her hand and cover her earlobe, which was as red as blood.
Feeling the scorching temperature at her fingertips, Song Tiaotiao's usually calm chest seemed to have a hidden fire swirling and swaying in her ventricles.
Her usually steady heartbeat was burned by the flames, like the thrilling and unbalanced melody of falling off a cliff.
…
Song Tiaotiao took the first bite of the freshly baked osmanthus cake.
Looking at Gu Chengjue's expectant eyes, Song Tiaotiao smiled brightly with her almond-shaped eyes.
After laying the groundwork with a series of praises, Song Tiaotiao picked up the tray and waved to Gu Chengjue: "Come and try it."
Gu Chengjue took a bite of the tender and chewy osmanthus cake, and his eyes curved like Song Tiaotiao's: "Next time I will learn something new to make for you."
Just then, Zhao Huaian called out from outside the kitchen: "Cheng Jue, come here."
Gu Chengjue swallowed the pastry regretfully, nodded reluctantly to Song Tiaotiao, responded and walked out of the kitchen.
As time went by, more and more people gathered in the food store. Qin Xing took the dishes he had made and walked into the kitchen: "Miss Song, sweet and sour pork."
Song Tiaotiao took the dish from Qin Xing and said in surprise, "It has such a sweet and sour aroma. I didn't expect Brother Qin to have such cooking skills."
Qin Xing shook his head and chuckled: "It's not as good as the sweet and sour dishes made by Miss Song. It tastes the same as what I have at home in Yingzhou."
Song Tiaotiao hesitated for a while, then asked the question that had been on his mind for a long time: "Brother Qin, why did you come to Songbai Village?"
Hearing this, the light in Qin Xing's cat-like eyes flickered. Finally, he smiled calmly, "Miss Song, do you still know about the Jing'an Marquisate? Just like the Ning Wang Mansion, five years ago, the entire Qin family was demoted to commoners and could never return to the capital."
Five years ago, the Crown Prince rebelled and the Crown Princess Qin Chan was sentenced to death. Her mother's family, the Jing'an Marquis Mansion, was implicated and exiled.
In Song Tiaotiao's memory, the Jing'an Marquis Mansion was a place where the couple loved each other deeply and the people in the mansion lived in harmony and peace.
When she was young, she often visited with An Rong.
Marquis Jing'an and his wife treated her very well.
None of the noble families in Beijing commented on her status or looked down on her. Instead, they often brought her with them to play with their children.
At this moment, the long-silent past came to light from the depths of memory.
In her mind, the vague images that often accompanied her in her childhood kept becoming concrete. She looked at Qin Xing's eyebrows, her eyes flickering: "You, you are Brother Yao? What about the Marquis and his wife now..."
Qin Xing shook his head and lowered his eyes and said, "Tiaotiao, they are all gone."
Song Tiaotiao felt a pang in her heart.
Ten years ago, the Jing'an Marquis family moved far to the northern border. After parting, we never met again. I never thought that this would be our last farewell.
Seeing her sadness, Qin Xing bent down to look her in the eye, just like when they were little, and said soothingly, "You know, I don't want you to be sad. Father and Mother have always loved you, and they wouldn't have the heart to make you sad either."
Song Tiaotiao bit her lower lip lightly: "I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you."
Qin Xing shook her head, a gentleness hidden in her cat-like eyes. "When we parted, you were only six years old. Now ten years have passed... I thought you had completely forgotten me. I didn't expect that you still remember me. I'm very happy."
Song Tiaotiao was still a little depressed: "You took me to fly kites, catch butterflies, and often brought me delicious food..."
Qin Xing's eyes flickered and he sighed softly: "You remember so many trivial things. Speaking of which, my original intention of learning cooking was also because of you. You said that you like to eat delicious food, and because I love you, I will like to cook for you..." At this point, he thought of his situation with Song Tiaotiao today, and finally stopped talking.
After a moment, he lowered his eyes and smiled faintly: "Tiaotiao, some words, after the passage of time, have become the past and cannot be spoken. But I will protect you and keep this sentence true."
Song Tiaotiao looked at the seriousness in Qin Xing's eyes, her eyes flashing, and was about to say something.
At this moment, at the door of the food store, there was a deafening knock on the door: "Zhao Huaian, come out!"
Hearing the voice, Zhao Huaian and Jin Zhenjiao looked at each other and walked towards the door amid the puzzled gazes of everyone.
He had just put his hand on the door when there was a gust of wind and the door was blown open from the outside.
A sword inlaid with gold and jade pointed directly at Zhao Huaian's eyebrows.
In the biting cold wind, the sword master's eyes flashed coldly. He glanced at everyone angrily, and finally fixed his gaze on Zhao Huaian's face again, shouting: "Zhao Huaian! Not only did you linger around and kidnap my sister, but you also kept turning your elbows outward and took care of Prince Ning's Mansion time and time again. Is this how you treat our Jin family!"
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