41, Jinjiang Literature City debut(2/3)
Tao Ti, "Then you..."
Pei Yan said, "It's not sweat on your forehead, it's because your umbrella was crooked and some rainwater dripped."
Tao Ti, "Oh, that's it."
She nodded, but suddenly felt that something was not right.
Since he wasn't too tired from the hug, why did he say his hands were sore just now?
She looked at Pei Yan in surprise. Pei Yan seemed to understand her thoughts and looked at her quietly.
Their eyes met, and the atmosphere became ambiguous unconsciously.
Both of them wanted to find something through each other's eyes, but in the end Tao Ti was defeated.
She stood up with her cheeks burning, "I, the room is a bit stuffy, I'll go to the door to get some fresh air."
Looking at her petite back as she fled, a smile appeared on Pei Yanqing's handsome face, "Little fool."
The rain is falling and the clouds are gathering.
Tao Ti took several deep breaths by the door before she managed to suppress the inexplicable throbbing.
Linglong looked at the flushed cheeks of her princess, as if thinking about what happened in the room, she lowered her head and snickered twice.
It was raining heavily, and there was a layer of smoke in the air. In the white rain curtain, a wolfish figure ran over.
Before they could get close, guards in raincoats stepped forward to stop them.
Hearing the movement, Tao Ti looked intently.
Only then did I realize that it was not one person, but two people, one old and one young. The old one was carrying the younger one, and the younger one was carrying a big backpack. They were soaked to the skin, and the rain was so heavy that they couldn't open their eyes.
Open your eyes.
The old man clasped his hands and bowed to the guard, and could vaguely hear words like "please, sir".
Tao Ti frowned and said, "Linglong, go and see what's going on."
Linglong responded and held an umbrella.
After a while, she came back to report, "They are herb farmers living nearby. They went up the mountain to collect herbs today. Unexpectedly, they were suddenly hit by a heavy rain. The old man's grandson accidentally fell and injured his leg...
The two of them came to the mountain temple to take shelter from the rain."
Tao Ti glanced at the figure of the old man and the child, and said softly, "Then let them come in to take shelter from the rain."
Linglong was startled, "This..."
Tao Ti said, "Just because we are here to take shelter from the rain, we can't stop people from taking shelter, right? What's more, the rain is so heavy and there is no other place to take shelter nearby. An old man with a child, if he is not careful,
If it falls again, it will be bad."
After a pause, thinking of Pei Yan's identity, she added, "Don't let them enter the palace, it's better to take shelter in the corridor."
Hearing this, Linglong bowed her head respectfully and said, "The Crown Princess is kind-hearted. Please go and tell the guards right now."
The guards got the order and carefully searched the bodies of the grandfather and grandson. After confirming that there were no weapons, they let them over.
The old man put down his grandson on his back, bowed his back and bowed to Tao Ti, "Thank you, madam, thank you madam!"
"You're welcome, old man." She raised her hand.
The old man in front of him was about sixty years old, skinny, with white beard and hair; and the little boy next to him looked about the same age as the fifth prince, with dark skin, dirty body, scratched trouser legs, and very bruised knees.
obvious.
Seeing Tao Ti looking at him, the little boy timidly hid behind his grandfather.
Tao Ti smiled at him and whispered to Linglong, "Go to the carriage to get medicine and treat his wounds."
Linglong promised.
The old man looked grateful and took his grandson to thank him again and again, "Madam is kind, I am really grateful."
"It's just a small thing. The rain came suddenly. It's fate that we can take shelter in one place."
"Yes, it was a good weather when we went out in the morning. Who would have thought that it would rain so quickly?" The old man shook his head and sighed, "I didn't collect much medicine, but I was so miserable after being caught in the rain."
While talking, Linglong brought a bottle of trauma medicine powder and some gauze.
The old man took it politely and said, "I don't dare to trouble the girl. I just need to apply the medicine for my grandson."
Linglong gave him the medicine bottle and gauze, and the old man and the young man sat on the threshold and began to apply the medicine.
Tao Ti casually glanced at their backpacks and found that in addition to some herbs, there were also a few wild vegetables, such as bracken, shepherd's purse, fungus, etc. They probably picked them back for cooking.
The old man and the young man finished applying the medicine and returned the rest to Linglong, then sat on the threshold obediently, looking outside, waiting for the rain to stop.
Tao Ti waved to Linglong and whispered, "Give them a blanket to wrap around. When the rain subsides, give them two umbrellas so they can go home."
Listening to this instruction, Linglong's mind was touched. She also came from a poor family. People said that people in rich families would freeze to death if they were exposed to the smell of wine and meat. Those noble princes from aristocratic families would be thankful if they didn't use their power to bully others. How could anyone extend such a considerate and gentle hand?
Helping hand.
If she had met a kind person like the Crown Princess when the locust plague hit her hometown, she would not have starved to death even if she had given her a steamed bun.
Linglong came back to her senses from the past, and her tone became more respectful, "Don't worry, Crown Princess."
Tao Ti smiled and was about to turn around and walk in. At some point, Pei Yan stood behind her, which made her startled, "Your Majesty..."
Pei Yan put a finger in front of his lips and glanced at the grandfather and grandson sitting outside the door with his cold eyes.
Tao Ti reacted and walked forward to explain. Finally, she tilted her head and asked, "Dian...well, I'm just out of town. If I don't want to reveal my identity, what should I call you?"
A bunch of nicknames automatically popped into her head, Xiao Pei, Xiao Yan, A Yan, little brother?
Seeing her serious question, Pei Yan narrowed his black eyes and said, "I call you my wife, and you call me... my husband?"
Husband, Jun?
Tao Ti went through this title in her mind, and the temperature on her cheeks became warmer little by little.
Ever since the last time we visited the East and West Market together, Pei Yan had wanted to hear her call him husband. He thought he would have to follow the temptation and try it slowly, but he didn't expect this little girl to take the initiative...
Seeing her timid little face as delicate as porcelain, he suppressed a smile and nodded solemnly, "I think this is a good title, what do you think of Ati?"
Tao Ti, "Just...it's okay."
Pei Yan said, "In the future, when you are out and deliberately hide your identity, will you and I be like this?"
Tao Ti lowered her head, pinched the hem of her skirt nervously with her white fingers, and softly said "hmm".
"Now call your husband to listen to me?"
"Ah?" Tao Ti was stunned.
Pei Yan Qingjun's brows were filled with a warm smile, "Just practice in advance."
Tao Ti lowered her head, her slender and thick eyelashes drooped, slightly covering her clear eyes like mountain springs, and whispered, "Husband, husband..."
Her voice was very soft. After she finished speaking, she squeezed her fingers tighter and said hurriedly, "It's getting late. It's time for lunch. I'll let them make a fire!"
Seeing her hastily leaving, Pei Yan raised the corner of his mouth.
He's really... very well-behaved.
After a moment, he calmed his expression and glanced at the pair of grandparents and grandchildren at the door. Seeing nothing strange, he turned around and returned to the inner room.
Although the mountain temple is dilapidated, it is a wooden structure. Tao Ti always keeps in mind various fire prevention slogans, such as "A fire under the mountain will make the director fall in love with me" and "Set the mountain on fire and sit in jail", so it makes people
A fire was lit on the porch, and a bucket of rainwater was placed next to it in case of emergency.
The weather was bad and it was inconvenient to get water. Tao Ti thought for a while and decided to make a convenient and water-saving dish - Cantonese-style preserved meat clay pot rice.
She brought two small pots with her on this trip, one was the casserole she used to make chicken pot last time, and the other was an earthenware pot suitable for making claypot rice. Compared with other pots, the earthenware pot is more flexible in terms of heat control.
The claypot rice that comes out is also more delicious.
The cooking utensils are in place and the ingredients are very simple, a bowl of silk rice, two eggs, sausages, sliced bacon... It's a pity that there are no green vegetables, I always feel like something is missing.
Tao Ti touched her chin and suddenly her eyes lit up.
She walked up to the grandfather and grandson and said politely, "Old man, I just saw some wild vegetables in your medicine basket. I wonder if you can sell these wild vegetables?"
Hearing this, the old man said, "Madam, why are you so polite? It's just some wild vegetables, worthless things." He put the basket in front of Tao Ti, "You can take it as you like."
Tao Ti thanked her and took a handful of shepherd's purse. She also saw that the lunch her grandfather and grandson put aside were two pieces of wheat cakes swollen by the rain, so she asked Linglong to get four pieces of sesame-baked naan.
"Old man, your wheat cake has been soaked by the rain and is not good to eat. You and your grandson can have this roasted naan for lunch as a reward for your handful of shepherd's purses."
"Okay, okay, thank you madam." The old man nodded and took the baked naan.
Although the baked naan is cold and cannot compare with the crispy aroma when it comes out of the oven, you can still smell the faint fragrance when you hold it in your hands, especially after entering the mouth.
, the more you chew, the more delicious it becomes.
The little boy took the baked naan and ate it heartily. After Tao Ti left, he secretly said to his grandfather, "Grandpa, this cake is much more delicious than the wheat cake you made."
The old man touched his gray beard and said with a smile, "If it's delicious, you can eat more."
The little boy nodded and continued to eat the grilled naan that was bigger than his face.
The old man broke off a small piece of cake in a graceful manner. While chewing, he looked at the figure busy at the stove at the end of the corridor, with a hint of appreciation between his thin brows and eyes.
To be continued...