Chapter 573 Teahouse Poetry
Wan Laoer quickly looked at Jia Yanbing apologetically.
"Mr. Yan, Fubao might want to stay with you for one more day. She's a little clingy, but you don't have to worry about it. Just do what you need to do. I'll take her shopping."
Jia Yanbing also smiled and touched the top of Fubao's head.
"Girl, come back in the evening and Mr. will bring you something good."
Fubao, however, held onto Jia Yanbing's sleeve tightly with his hands, his eyes stubborn, "No, sir, you can't leave. You must stay with Fubao today."
Only then did Wan Laoer realize that his daughter was a little abnormal. Usually at such times, he would just coax her and Fubao would agree. What happened today?
"Fubao, why do you insist that the gentleman be with you?"
Wan Lao Er asked quickly.
Fu Bao shook his head and said, "I can't tell you. Anyway, my husband has to stay with me and can't go anywhere."
Wan Laoer and Jia Yanbing looked at each other. Jia Yanbing felt something in his heart. He had been with Fubao day and night for two months on the journey, and he had some understanding of Fubao.
"Okay, since the girl said so, let's go shopping together today."
Only then did Fubao smile.
"good."
Wan Laoer seemed to understand what Fubao meant. This girl must have seen through something.
Several people got on the carriage. Wan Xingchen did not ride a horse this time, but rode in the carriage with Jia Yanbing and Wan Laoer. Fubao returned to Wan Yirou's carriage.
The driver drove the carriage to a teahouse. The breakfast in this teahouse was famous in Beijing, and the barbecued pork buns that Fubao wanted to eat were made best in this teahouse.
Even though they arrived early, the teahouse was already full.
"Sir, please come in."
"Give me a room that I have reserved in advance, in the Duke's Mansion." Wan Xingchen said lightly.
"So you are from the Duke's Mansion. Please come this way."
The waiter led the group to the corner of the second floor, where the back window opened to a bamboo garden with beautiful scenery.
It's just that it's still very cold now, which is a pity to waste such a beautiful view. Otherwise, opening the window and sitting by it would be a different experience.
As soon as everyone sat down, the waiter brought a booklet.
"What would you like to eat, my dear friends? This is our teahouse's breakfast, it's all here."
It was Wan Yirou's first time to eat in the teahouse, and she didn't know that this booklet was also a feature of the teahouse. Other places generally did not have it. It was only because this teahouse had this booklet that it was much more convenient for customers to order food, so other restaurants followed suit and it became popular in a short time.
It was also the first time that Fubao saw such a menu booklet.
"Sister Fubao, girls, what do you want to eat? Take a look for yourselves. Second Uncle and Mr. Yan can also take a look together."
Then Wan Xingchen instructed the waiter.
"Bring up all the signature dishes from your teahouse first, and then they can add more if they want to eat."
"Yes, please wait a moment."
After the waiter left, Fubao and Wan Yirou took the strange head of the booklet and read it page by page.
Each page is illustrated with a name underneath the picture.
"Sister Rou, I want to eat this. It looks delicious."
Fubao pointed at a cherry-sized dessert and shouted excitedly.
Wan Yirou also thought that this cherry pastry was pleasing to the eye and should be delicious, but it was snowing heavily and the cherry trees had not sprouted yet. Where did the cherries come from?
"Second brother, can you see if we have this snack here?"
"Just order what's in this booklet. If it's not there, the store will let you know in advance."
Wan Xingchen's words dispelled Wan Yirou's doubts, and they both ordered some of what they liked.
"Rou'er, don't you like bamboo the most? Guess what's behind this?"
Wan Xingchen looked at Wan Yirou with a smile.
Wan Yirou looked up at the closed window in surprise, "Could it be a bamboo forest?"
Wan Xingchen nodded, he stood up and walked to the window, gently pushed it open, and a large bamboo garden not far away came into view.
"But now the winter snow has not melted yet, the bamboos are bent by the snow, and the green is buried under the white snow."
Wan Yirou also stood up and stood beside Wan Xingchen, her eyes full of joy.
"Second brother, this kind of bamboo garden is more artistic."
Wan Yirou said as she composed a poem on the spot: "The sky is full of white jade buds dancing in the sky, and the bamboo garden is covered in white with a strong chilly rhythm. The thin bamboo is covered in silver and stands taller, and it holds its branches openly against the frosty wind. Looking at the mottled green shadows from afar, there seems to be a clear sound and a melodious melody. Standing quietly here, I forget the world, and the meaning of the ice and snow is endless."
"What a good poem! My Rou'er is such a talented girl." Wan Xingchen exclaimed.
Wan Yirou blushed and felt that her second brother was exaggerating.
"Six petals of flying flowers cover the bamboo village, and the snow on the ten thousand bamboos lingers in a long rhythm. The bamboo tips pierce the jade curtain, and the roots are deeply buried with strong branches. The residual sound in the wind scares the roosting birds, and the plain scenery in the garden makes me sad. Who can appreciate this quiet place with me? I am lonely and speechless facing the cold light."
A voice sounded from behind the brother and sister. Wan Xingchen and Wan Yirou turned their heads and saw Jia Yanbing standing behind them with his hands behind his back, looking through the window at the swaying bamboo forest outside, snowflakes falling, and his voice revealed endless sadness and loneliness.
"Mr. Yan seems to be in a bad mood? Is he missing home?"
Wan Xingchen asked with concern.
"It's just what I wanted to say. I couldn't help but say a few words. It's okay."
After Jia Yanbing finished speaking, he turned around and sat back in his seat.
Wan Yirou looked at Jia Yanbing's back thoughtfully. They all felt the loneliness of this gentleman just now. They didn't know the identity of this gentleman of Sister Fubao. He wore a mask all day long and was cold and scary.
However, because of the poem just now, Wan Yirou felt that this gentleman was also a flesh-and-blood person with emotions.
Fubao was playing with Heituan at this time. She hadn't seen Heituan for several days and felt that Heituan had grown a lot.
Soon the waiter brought out the signature dish.
Fubao immediately stopped and sat down obediently without Wan Laoer greeting her.
Wan Xingchen wanted to close the window, but Wan Yirou said, "Second brother, just leave it open. There's no wind blowing in here, so it's not cold."
Wan Xingchen looked at everyone and saw that no one had any objection, so he opened the window halfway so that he could also see the snow scene outside.
"Sister Fubao, this is a barbecued pork bun. Try it and see if it tastes good."
Wan Xingchen put a barbecued pork bun on the plate in front of Fubao.
"Hmm, so delicious." Fubao ate several in one breath.
When they were almost done eating, Fubao burped. She looked around her a little embarrassedly, and when she saw that everyone was smiling at her, she quickly made the excuse that she was full and went to play with Heituan.
Fubao was teasing Heituan with a feather duster. When the two were having fun, suddenly an arrow accompanied by a strong wind shot straight towards Jia Yanbing.
Fortunately, Fubao's feather duster blocked the arrow, and the arrow knocked the feather duster in Fubao's hand away.
Fubao screamed, and the arrow deviated and hit the door panel opposite.
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