Mingxiu watched the torrential rain outside with a sense of comfort. She really liked rainy days, whether it was a downpour or a drizzle.
Of course, the premise is that you need to download it at the right time and in the right place.
When I was in school, I loved it when it rained in the mornings because it meant I could go to school later or skip morning exercises. I hated it when it rained on weekends because the drizzle meant I couldn't go out to play.
What I hate most after starting work is rain on weekdays, because no matter how heavy or light the rain is, I still have to be at work on time, and the rain adds a lot of trouble to my commute.
But there are very few times like now when I have free time to enjoy the rain. It was only after coming here that I gradually had time to appreciate the rain.
The heavy rain outside was drizzling down, falling on the trees beside it, then down the branches and into the lotus pond, splashing water droplets.
The view of the distant scenery was mostly obstructed, and it was hazy and unclear.
Mingxiu suddenly became interested in the scenery, wondering what it would be like to play in the rain.
In her past life, she had thought about doing this and tried it. One evening after get off work, Mingxiu looked at the sky, which was getting darker. She didn't have an umbrella with her, so she thought she wouldn't take a taxi and would walk back instead, to experience what it felt like to be in the rain.
Unfortunately, before she could even act, she was interrupted when a passing colleague handed her an umbrella.
The idea of having an umbrella was thus shattered, so I had no choice but to obediently go home.
Later, I often saw videos of people playing in the rain wearing raincoats, and I was really envious.
Mingxiu really wanted to try it, but unfortunately the palace maids next to her were watching her closely. If she insisted on going in to get rained on, they would be worried sick.
Moreover, although Mingxiu had medicine, this was, after all, an ancient society with imperfect medical facilities. If she got sick, she wouldn't be able to explain it, and she didn't want to drink those bitter Chinese medicine dregs.
But even if you can't play in the rain, you can still go for a walk with an umbrella.
Thinking of Mingxiu, she simply asked someone to bring her an umbrella. Without needing anyone to follow her, she changed into some simpler clothes and went out with the umbrella.
She didn't go far, just wandered around the neighborhood. Mingxiu was having a great time wandering around. Rainy days really do go well with the ancient style.
There weren't many people outside; most were staying in their rooms. Mingxiu looked around and quietly took out a miniature camera from her private space. It was about the size of her palm and looked completely inconspicuous.
Mingxiu looked around with her camera, snapping photos here and there. It had been a long time since she had taken any pictures, and she felt that her photography skills had declined significantly.
He swayed his head, took pictures of the scenery, patted his own toes, and swayed happily.
We didn't go very far; we just strolled around for a while and then went back. They would worry if we didn't go back for a long time.
When Mingxiu had finished shopping and was heading back, the heavy rain had gradually subsided. Mingxiu moved her wet shoes and quickened her pace.
That's the downside; the cloth shoes get wet very easily when it rains.
After Mingxiu quickened her pace and returned, she saw several more people outside Linxiangshancui, who she assumed were people from Yinreng's entourage.
Mingxiu hurried back and, sure enough, saw that Yinreng and Chenghuan were already waiting inside, each with a bowl of ginger milk curd dessert in their hands.
This ginger milk curd was something Mingxiucai thought of making. Even though it's summer now, it's still uncomfortable to catch a cold. Chenghuan probably inherited her constitution and can't stand ginger at all.
Mingxiu only created the ginger milk curd to deceive her. The milk used was cow's milk and the milk powder that Yinreng had brought back last time. The two were combined and had a strong milky aroma.
Drinking it alone can be a bit too sweet, but it's just right with ginger juice. It's not sweet at all, and the spiciness of the ginger is also reduced, leaving only a little bit that's very palatable.
Chenghuan loved to drink it, and so did Mingxiu, so she started making it frequently at her place.
Then Yinreng also fell in love with him.
When the palace maid serving nearby saw Mingxiu enter, she quickly came forward to greet her: "Oh dear, Your Highness, your shoes are all soaked. Please go up and change your shoes and clothes."
Looking at Mingxiu's clothes and shoes, Green Bamboo quickly said, "What if she gets sick in this weather?"
Mingxiu nodded, greeted Chenghuan and Yinreng who had run over as soon as they saw her, and then went upstairs to change her clothes.
After changing her clothes, Mingxiu was greeted with a bowl of warm ginger milk curd.
Looking at the fragrant ginger milk curd, Mingxiu picked up a spoon and happily ate it.
The two people next to her had finished eating and were now playing with toys together. Cheng Huan was playing with the building block puzzle that Ming Xiu had made for her before, while Yin Reng was playing with something more advanced, a Sudoku puzzle that Ming Xiu had made for him separately.
The materials used are the same as before: wooden boards, with a piece of paper on the back of each board bearing a number.
Yinreng was required to make sure that the answers for both the horizontal and vertical lines were the same, and that the patterns in front of him were also correct.
Yinreng always looked distressed, because Mingxiu gave him an upgraded version, with each picture costing several hundred yuan, almost a thousand yuan.
Since they couldn't finish playing at once, they had to play in several sessions. So Yinreng left the things with Mingxiu and would come over to play whenever he had time.
Then, once this player has finished playing, Mingxiu will pull out the next sheet of paper, change its position, and let him play again.
In other words, there is a Sudoku book in Mingxiu's space, which is full of such patterns. I don't know when it came out, but it is very useful. Otherwise, Mingxiu would not be able to make something so difficult.
When Yinreng runs out of toys, Mingxiu can give them to Chenghuan, so nothing is wasted. She is truly a thrifty and capable little helper.
Mingxiu thought to herself with a smile.
After Mingxiu finished eating, she saw the two people sitting on the small stools on the blanket and happily joined them.
Should we discuss playing together with Yinreng?
Cheng Huan, who was watching from the side, felt neglected, so she happily joined the two of them.
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