Chapter 540 Goodbye Zhao
After Fubao left, a maid immediately came and served Wan Laoer a cup of tea.
Wan Laoer felt a little bored sitting there awkwardly, so he stood up and walked into the yard.
As he walked along just now, he felt like he was visiting a palace. He was dazzled by what he saw along the way. After passing through a gate with hanging flowers, there was a garden. After passing through a corridor and another gate, there was another garden.
He couldn't even remember how many gardens he had walked through or how many gates he had passed through, he felt dizzy the whole time.
If he remembered correctly, Wan Xingchen said yesterday that there were only three of them in the family. How could these three people live in such a big house?
Is this house big enough for everyone in their village to live in?
Wan Laoer only dared to walk in the yard and didn't dare to go out at all. He was afraid that he would not be able to come back and it would be embarrassing if he went to the wrong place.
Fubao was taken all the way to the back yard.
After passing through the last hanging flower gate, there is a spacious courtyard in front of you. There are rockery, flowing water and lush greenery in the courtyard. Although it is winter, there is no sense of winter in the courtyard at all.
"The guests are here."
A maid standing at the door immediately shouted inside and opened the curtain with a smile on her face.
Fubao glanced at the pointed-faced maid curiously, but she didn't have time to look at her carefully. She only felt a warm current accompanied by fragrance coming towards her.
Fu Bao's eyes darkened, and he was carried into a hall by a maid. There were two armchairs and a desk directly above the hall, and a plaque hung above the hall.
The maid did not stop, but continued to walk inside and entered the warm room at the back through the side door next to the lobby.
Fubao only felt a flash before his eyes, and then he was embraced by someone.
"Fubao, your aunt has finally got you here. Are you cold?"
Fubao heard the familiar voice and looked up at the woman holding her in a daze. She looked familiar.
"What? Don't you recognize your aunt?"
Fubao quickly got off Zhao.
"Fubao meets auntie, hello." Fubao finally remembered that this was Brother Mo's mother, but the change was too big. Now, Zhao looked like a well-maintained lady.
After returning to the capital from the border, she spent countless amounts of money to restore her appearance to 50% of its original appearance. Compared with people of the same age, she still looked much older. When she first returned to the capital, she would claim to be sick whenever there was a banquet and dared not show up.
"Sister Fubao, you have grown so big now?" A pair of white and slender hands helped Fubao up.
Fubao looked up at the person who pulled her up.
"Sister Rou? You are Sister Rou!"
Wan Yirou's change was not that big. After all, she was young and good-looking. After a little dressing up, she became very beautiful. Fubao recognized Wan Yirou at a glance.
Wan Yirou smiled gently and nodded, pulling Fubao to sit next to Zhao.
"Sister Fubao, when did you come to the capital? Why didn't you come to my house to see me? I thought you were mad at me because we didn't say hello to you when we left."
Fu Bao smiled and said, "Of course not. I miss Sister Rou every day. Sister Rou, you are so beautiful now, and your house is so big. I thought I was in the palace. It is much bigger than our village."
Zhao also laughed when she heard this.
"Then Fubao, are you willing to stay here for a while? The New Year is coming soon, why don't you spend the New Year at your aunt's house?"
Of course Fubao was willing. She wanted to stay in such a beautiful house for a while longer. But her father said that he still wanted to stay in an inn, saying that it was inconvenient to live here. She didn't know why it was inconvenient with so many houses?
If Daddy doesn't want to come, then she must stay in the inn with Daddy. This is called sharing happiness and sharing difficulties. She can't enjoy it alone and let Daddy suffer in the inn.
So Fu Bao hesitated for a moment before saying, "Aunt, I can't make the decision on my own. I have to ask Daddy's opinion first."
Seeing that Fubao spoke in an orderly manner, like a little adult, Zhao liked him even more.
"Fubao, what do you like to eat? Auntie asked the cook to make it for you at noon. I remember you like braised pork very much, right?"
Fubao immediately nodded with a smile, but she suddenly thought of the Dongpo pork she wanted to eat yesterday but didn't get to eat. She didn't know what Dongpo pork tasted like? Was it as delicious as braised pork?
Now that you are in the capital, wouldn't it be a shame if you don't try something before returning?
"Aunt, my father and my husband took me to eat Dongpo pork yesterday, but I didn't get to eat it because I met a man who wanted to steal my black dumplings. I missed him because I ran away. I wonder if your chef can cook Dongpo pork? Is it as good as the one in that restaurant?"
Fu Bao's words really stumped Zhao. How could she possibly go out to eat? It was even more impossible for her to know which restaurant had good food. The women of wealthy families would only eat at other restaurants at home or at banquets. They almost never went to restaurants. Restaurants were places for men, and it was not convenient for women to show up.
"I know how to cook Dongpo pork, but I've never eaten Dongpo pork from a restaurant, so I really can't judge for you. Why don't you try my Dongpo pork today?"
Fubao immediately nodded in agreement, fearing that it was too late and Zhao would go back on her word. Anyway, as long as there was meat to eat, Fubao would accept it.
When Fubao saw a maidservant beside Zhao, he immediately bowed and walked out.
Soon, another maid came in with a note.
"Miss, this is the invitation from the princess, inviting you to attend the plum blossom viewing banquet tomorrow."
The maid respectfully handed over a note with gold edges.
Fubao noticed there was a plum blossom on the post. She had never seen these things before and was very curious.
Seeing that Fubao was curious, Wan Yirou handed the post to Fubao to take a closer look.
"Sister Fubao, I see you want to see it, so I'll give it to you."
Fubao took it with a smile, showing a row of small teeth to Wan Yirou, "Thank you, Sister Rou."
Fubao took the post and took a look at it, and found that there were words written on it. The font was very beautiful, but Fubao couldn't write it anyway.
"Wow, this handwriting is so beautiful."
Wan Yirou glanced at Fubao in surprise, "Sister Fubao can actually appreciate fonts?"
"Sister Rou, the teacher taught me, but we were in the carriage all day and didn't have much time to practice calligraphy. The teacher said my handwriting was like a dog paddling."
Fubao frowned as he spoke and pouted his rosy lips, but he soon felt relieved.
"But it doesn't matter. When I return to the border next year, I will ask my father to buy me a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I will practice calligraphy and make it look better than what is written here."
Fubao thought that the handwriting was beautiful, but it lacked some strength compared to her husband's. She liked her husband's handwriting better, which was too soft and lacked style.
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