Chapter 182: Happy Dragon Boat Festival and good luck every year.
Wen Yu pursed her lips and said nothing, her fingertips stroking the words engraved on the wooden plaque under the sachet.
Happy Dragon Boat Festival and good luck every year.
Her gaze shifted to the little dragon in her hand. With its round eyes and pointed horns, it looked a little dull just now, but now it looked cuter and cuter.
Xiyan said, "This was sewn stitch by stitch by stitch by Song Linsheng..."
It turns out that his hands can not only read and write, but also plant flowers and grass. Now he has even learned needlework to about 50%.
Like a breeze blowing and ripples on the water, no matter how calm the lake is, it cannot help but create waves.
Wen Yu's heart was in turmoil, and she couldn't tell what was causing her emotions at the moment.
She is a piece of wood. Can wood also be moved?
"Song Linsheng, I like you very much." Wen Yu fixed her gaze on him, eyes full of sincerity. "Thank you."
"I, you..." Song Linsheng was flustered for a moment and his words became incoherent. "As long as you like it, Xiaoyu."
"I..." Song Linsheng's eyes were wandering, and he couldn't help but scan around, but he didn't know where to look.
Seeing this, Xiyan, who was standing by, couldn't help but straighten his lips. After exchanging glances with Azhu beside him, he tiptoed back.
"You?" Wen Yu tilted her head and thrust the sachet in her hand towards Song Linsheng, "Put it on for me!"
Looking at the sachet that suddenly appeared in his palm, the round longan was facing him, and Song Linsheng couldn't help laughing at his stupid look.
The momentary embarrassment dissipated, and Song Linsheng smiled calmly and said, "My skills are not very good now, but I will sew a more beautiful and exquisite one for Xiaoyu in the future."
"It's a deal." Seeing Song Linsheng finally relax, Wen Yu also smiled heartily, "Little Master Song."
Then Wen Yu stood up, lifted the hem of her dress and turned around. Her goose yellow dress opened up like a blooming peony. After straightening her clothes, she finally stood in front of Song Linsheng.
"Here—" Wen Yu pointed to a spot on her right waist, "Wear it here!"
"Yeah." Song Linsheng nodded in agreement, raised his sleeve to untie the sachet's string, and put it around Wen Yu's waist.
As soon as Song Linsheng's fingertips touched the silk ribbon around Wen Yu's waist, he suddenly pulled back.
The scene after that night's rain was still vivid in his mind. The memories that came flooding in were like the ebb and flow of the tide, almost overflowing the shore of reason and defeating him.
Song Linsheng exhaled lightly, held his breath and concentrated, no longer thinking too deeply. After a pause, he started again.
It didn't take long for Song Linsheng to tie the sachet, and at the end he patted Xiaolong twice.
"I put some calamus and mint in here, which has the effect of soothing the mind and refreshing the spirit." Song Linsheng whispered, "The most important thing is to prevent insect bites. Now that summer has arrived, Xiaoyu should also be careful."
Wen Yu lowered her head and watched the sachet hanging around her waist swaying from side to side. The colorful silk threads hanging from it also swayed lightly with it, as dazzling as the evening glow, which was very beautiful.
"Okay, I've got that." Wen Yu nodded in response, and couldn't help but turn her skirt to look left and right.
Just as Wen Yu was immersed in admiration, she was suddenly hit by a force from behind, which made her almost lose her footing and fell forward.
"Xiaoyu--" Song Linsheng quickly stretched out his hands to embrace Wen Yu.
Wen Yu leaned forward and threw herself on Song Linsheng, with the tip of her nose just a millimeter away from hitting Song Linsheng's shoulder.
In an instant, Wen Yu's mind froze.
Song Linsheng was even more nervous, holding Wen Yu's shoulders tightly, fearing that she would fall if she was not careful.
As they moved, the aroma of calamus and mint from the sachet gushed out and spread between the two of them.
The cool air refreshed her mind and eyes. Wen Yu was immediately at a loss and struggled to stand up.
"Xiaoyu, be careful." Song Linsheng coughed lightly, slowly supported Xiaoyu's arms and helped her up.
"Sister Wen, I'm sorry..." A weak voice sounded.
Wen Yu turned around and saw Ah Zhu holding a kite and staring at her with an apologetic look.
"Azhu, run slower—" Shen Sheng, who had caught up, saw this and hurriedly asked with concern, "Madam Wen, Lord Song, are you okay?"
Wen Yu quickly shook her head. "It's okay, it's okay. I just lost my footing. It has nothing to do with Ah Zhu."
"Azhu, I didn't bump into you, did I?" Wen Yu squatted down, hugging her knees, so she was level with Azhu. "I apologize to you. Will you forgive me?"
As she spoke, Wen Yu stretched out her hand to pull Ah Zhu's sleeve and shook it left and right, as if she was really acting like a spoiled child.
Ah Zhu's round eyes were filled with embarrassment. She shook her head and held the kite in front of Wen Yu, "Sister Wen, look, this is the kite Mr. Shen made for me!"
A colorful swallow kite with a round head and round brain immediately appeared in front of Wen Yu.
Wen Yu tilted her head to take a closer look, and replied with a smile, "Very beautiful!"
Wen Yu and Ah Zhu were talking at this end, and Shen Sheng next to them also spoke to Song Linsheng.
"By the way, we have now come to some conclusion on what Lord Song and Madam Wen told me last time." Shen Sheng smiled brightly and looked earnestly.
Wen Yu, who was half squatting, looked up when she heard this and waited attentively for Shen Sheng's next words.
"Lord Mu replied to my letter the day before yesterday. Ayuan and Azhu's household registration has been completed and their names have been recorded. There will be no more obstacles to their studies, calligraphy, and examinations."
Wen Yu's eyes lit up, "Then——"
She turned happily to look at Song Linsheng who was guarding her from behind. Her astonishment was evident in her words. She did not say anything else, but waited for Song Linsheng to speak as if seeking confirmation.
Song Linsheng smiled faintly and nodded, then replied affirmatively, "Yes, it's as you wish."
After saying this, Song Linsheng turned his gaze to Ah Zhu in front of him and Ah Yuan who was pestering Song Bo in the distance, "From now on, it will no longer be Ah Yuan and Ah Zhu, but Song Yuan and Song Zhu."
Originally, he wanted Ayuan and Azhu to have the same surname as Xiaoyu, but after much consideration, he and Xiaoyu decided to let them have the surname Song.
From now on, whether you are in Jiangyang Prefecture or further up, traveling will be much more convenient.
Since Xiaoyu is considering Ayuan and Azhu, he will definitely not let Xiaoyu's efforts go to waste.
Wen Yu stood up with a smile, raised her sleeve and poured a cup of tea for Song Linsheng, "Thank you! Song Linsheng!"
Shen Sheng, who was standing by, also tugged at Ah Zhu's sleeve and led her to thank her, "Master Song, Madam Wen, thank you both for bringing this up. Otherwise, I don't know when I would have remembered it, and I'm afraid I would have missed Ah Yuan and Ah Zhu."
"Xiaoyu, what are you talking about?" Song Linsheng took the teacup, but was unwilling to take credit for it.
He smiled faintly and shook his head, "It's all thanks to Xiaoyu."
Seeing this, Shen Sheng immediately spoke up, "Thank you, Madam Wen!"
Wen Yu opened her lips slightly, as if surprised. She looked at Song Linsheng on the left and Shen Sheng on the right, and felt embarrassed for a moment.
"I, I, don't be polite to me! Haha!" Wen Yu twisted her sleeves in her hands, feeling extremely embarrassed.
However, speaking of the household registration of Ayuan and Azhu, Wenyu suddenly thought of someone.
At that time, she was the one who reminded herself!
Wen Yu looked puzzled and glanced at the people in the garden. "By the way, Shen Sheng, why didn't Mr. Zhou come with you?"
Obviously, Mr. Zhou is not here.
She asked Shen Sheng, then turned to ask Song Linsheng, "Didn't you invite Mr. Zhou to your house today?"
Song Linsheng shook his head. "I sent Xiyan to deliver the invitation, but Mr. Zhou was not at Wendao Bookstore, so I sent it to Mr. Shen as well."
"I went to Wendao Bookstore several times later, but never ran into Mr. Zhou." Shen Sheng stepped forward and explained, "Mr. Zhou..."
He hadn't finished speaking when nothing more happened.
Wen Yu was anxious and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong with Mr. Zhou?"
She hadn't seen Mr. Zhou since she and Song Linsheng returned from Green Water Lane last time, and she didn't know how she was doing.
"Ever since my lord and mistress left last time, Ms. Zhou seems to be very busy and hasn't come to Mingde Academy. Instead, she asked me to take over a few classes at her Wendao Book House."
Shen Sheng pondered and answered slowly, "But as for what he's busy with, that's Mr. Zhou's private matter. I can't ask, let alone pry into it, so I don't know the inside story."
"Hmm..." Wen Yu murmured softly, "Is that so? But isn't today the Dragon Boat Festival? Isn't Mr. Zhou at home?"
"Yes, when I left this morning, I went to Wendao Bookstore specifically to take a look, thinking of inviting Mr. Zhou to join me."
Facing Wen Yu's inquiring eyes, Shen Sheng shook his head, "The doors and windows are closed, and there is no one here."
That's strange.
Wen Yu glanced around and saw that the Xunfang Pond was crowded with people in groups of three or four. Song Bo was busy and happy, and Xiyan, Azhu and Abai were also laughing.
Since it is a festival of family reunion, why is Mr. Zhou not at home so early in the morning?
"I think Mr. Zhou has her own things to do, Xiaoyu doesn't need to worry too much." Song Linsheng advised at the right time.
Wen Yu nodded, but she couldn't figure out the reason. She could only suppress her doubts for the time being.
At this moment, Uncle Song brought a tray of green palm leaves to the table, placed the last and most crucial dish on the table, and shouted excitedly:
"Dinner is ready—"
Hearty smiles drifted in every corner of Xunfang Pond. A-Bo led everyone to their seats. Yanzi jumped down from the rocks, and Xiyan turned around to invite Song Linsheng and Wenyu.
"During festive occasions, there is no need to be formal. Mr. Shen, please go first."
Song Linsheng stepped aside, and Shen Sheng no longer hesitated and led Ah Zhu to the table.
Everyone was seated, except Song Linsheng and Wen Yu.
"Second Young Master!"
"Madam Wen!"
"Sister Wen—come quickly—"
The shouts and greetings that came one after another made the already bustling Xunfang Pond even more joyful and festive.
Wen Yu and Song Linsheng smiled at each other, their faces full of tenderness.
"I'm coming!" Wen Yu responded while pulling Song Linsheng to sit down.
"This is the copper pot of mutton that Madam Wen likes, the pigeon with Codonopsis pilosula that Young Master likes, the stuffed meatballs that our Ah Zhu likes, the herring sashimi that Yan Zi likes, and the squirrel mandarin fish that Ah Yuan likes..." Uncle Song introduced today's feast to everyone one by one as if he was presenting a treasure.
"There are also Xiyan, Azhu and Abai... But Mr. Shen, I don't know what Mr. Shen likes, so I prepared a little more." Song Bo smiled and looked even more kind. "I hope Mr. Shen likes it."
Shen Sheng smiled and nodded in response, and couldn't stop thanking Song Bo.
"And this." Xiyan pointed to the center of the table, "This is the highlight of today!"
Wen Yu raised her eyebrows and looked, and saw that it was the green and brown dumplings that Shen Sheng and Azhu had made by hand.
"This is the custom of the Dragon Boat Festival. On this day, the whole family must sit together and eat green rice dumplings together." Song Linsheng said softly to Wen Yu.
Xiaoyu is by his side now, so Xiaoyu is his family now.
Song Linsheng's lips curved slightly, outlining an arc that could not be hidden.
As he spoke, Song Linsheng took one out for Wen Yu and placed it on her food plate.
Seeing Song Linsheng start eating, everyone started eating as well, no longer restrained.
Amidst the lively jubilation, Uncle Song raised the green palm in his hand, looked around at everyone, and said, "May our Song family be honored and prosperous!"
Seeing this, Shen Sheng, who was standing next to him, touched the top of Ayuan's head and said, "Then I wish Ayuan and Azhu good luck in getting into high school!"
"How old are they? Haha!" Xi Yan joked, "I wish Jiangyang Prefecture a good harvest every year!"
"Your scope is too broad." Ah Zhu continued, "I wish you and your wife a happy reunion!"
As they clinked their glasses, everyone burst into laughter. Wen Yu lowered her head to glance at the sachet on her waist, then looked up and said with a smile, "Then I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival and good fortune every year!"
After saying that, Wen Yu turned to look at Song Linsheng beside him. The word "king" on his forehead shone with dazzling golden light, but upon closer inspection, it did not detract from his handsomeness.
"Song Linsheng, live a long life."
As their eyes met, everyone at the table seemed to vanish in an instant, leaving only Xiaoyu before him...
Song Linsheng lowered his eyes and smiled softly, "Xiaoyu, be happy and peaceful."
The wind blows gently and the ground is covered with thin gold.
As the water gurgles, everyone's figures disappear under the shade of the trees in the garden. The swallows and sparrows chirp and sing melodiously on the branches, which is a touching scene.
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