Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

In the blink of an eye, at noon, the streets began to be noisy, and a group of students poured out from Songhe Academy, all wearing blue gowns, square scarves, and the Shochiku logo on their chests.

Such scenes reminded Li Haitang of later generations of students leaving school.

The scholars walked together in twos and threes, talking in low voices.

She didn't have much breakfast, and Li Haitang was also hungry at the moment. She saw a restaurant in front of her, named Songhe Restaurant, and took a group of people to eat.

Eating is one of them. By the way, check the dishes, taste and price, so as to know yourself and your enemy.

Xiangli always followed behind, with her head lowered, with complicated emotions, she was wondering if Yang Xu was as high-spirited as this group of scholars when he was alive?

He was walking on the same street, and he probably went to the shops on both sides to buy food, but unfortunately, she would never see him again.

These days when she got the news, Xiangli forced herself to smile, but it was hard for Li Haitang to see it. If she was crying all day long, it would spoil other people's moods, and it would just be disgusting.

"Xiangli, if all goes well, we can see Master Jing Zhaoyi Zhang tomorrow."

After Li Haitang finished speaking, she had no idea. She and Zhang Ruyi were sworn sisters, but they had always been at odds with Zhang Zheng. However, Zhang Zheng was able to return to Beijing because of his achievements in resisting smallpox. She made it.

After all, he was also a former partner, so that guy wouldn't be too realistic, right?

"Sister Haitang, I know that you worry about my affairs."

Xiangli shook her head hastily, thinking of Yang Xu, she felt distressed and sad.

Not to mention the marriage contract of the two families, even with the friendship they grew up together, she did not want such a tragedy to happen. What's more, up to now, the case has really turned into a small matter, and a small matter has been resolved.

Songhe Restaurant is the most magnificent on Songhe Street, with a height of three floors, it stands out from the crowd.

Scholars in Kyoto have always had three meals a day. When it comes time to eat, many students from wealthy families invite their friends and companions to come.

Li Haitang didn't like to be noisy, so he asked the staff to find a private room on the second floor for the group, so that it would be easier for them to talk.

The clerk wanted to refuse, but seeing that there were many female relatives among them, he thought that Xiangli was here to see each other, so he immediately understood, and led the group to the private room on the second floor.

In the private room, there is a small fish tank and a few pots of bamboo, which just block the glare outside. The ice basin in the corner makes the temperature drop suddenly, which is very comfortable.

After Li Haitang came in, he realized where the guy's ambiguous eyes came from.

Against the wall, there is a mural hanging. In the middle of the mural is a flower-shaped protrusion. If you cut out one of the small flowers, you can clearly see the situation next door.

Songhe Tower is really smart. If you do this, you can see each other without being obtrusive. This is the best policy.

"Guest officer, do you want to order?"

The guy wore a white cloth scarf around his neck and greeted everyone warmly.

He gave Li Haitang a cookbook, which listed the characteristics and prices of the restaurant. Looking at some strange dish names, she suddenly felt a little headache.

Evergreen pine and cranes, snow reflected in the bamboo forest, sunset by the river...

Li Haitang had a dull face, and he couldn't be seen as uneducated, so he ordered a few dishes calmly.

As a result, when the dishes were served, she almost fell off the chair, and her face became even more numb.

Snow in the bamboo forest sounds perfect. The guy brought a plate of green bamboo shoots with a pinch of salt on top, which is very good and reasonable.

The setting sun by the river was even more outrageous, a plate of salted duck eggs with blue skin, the yellow of the salted duck eggs was indeed the same as the setting sun.

"Dude, serve two meat dishes, eight-treasure duck, and braised pork!"

If you want to eat well, you can't pretend to be reserved. It's not that she is uneducated, but that the scholars are so romantic and hypocritical! With a wave of her hand, she closed the menu, and she could see the contempt in the waiter's eyes.

Li Haitang thought to himself, despise him, when his down-to-earth self-help comes out, Songhe Restaurant must be sold out, everyone looks like a dog!

Fortunately, the dishes were served fairly quickly. When people at the table moved their chopsticks, a few people also came from the private room next door.

Li Haitang was halfway through the dishes when he heard a slightly louder voice next door.

"You are sincere, aren't you? You know I can't eat meat these days, so you still order chicken thighs!"

Li Haitang picked off the flowers, and saw a fair-skinned scholar yelling, and said depressedly, "I discovered Yang Xu's thigh, and you didn't see it, tsk tsk..."

The scholar's face was not good, but when Yang Xu was mentioned, even Xiangli stopped his chopsticks and leaned close to the partition wall to listen.

"Oh, that kid offended someone himself, and he has been dead for half a year. Is it possible that you want to be a vegetarian for the rest of your life? Then you might as well become a monk and become a monk!"

Another scholar laughed, but the others agreed, saying that they were reasonable.

They weren't the ones who killed them, and they didn't do anything wrong. What does this have to do with eating meat?

"If you didn't see it, of course you were making sarcastic remarks."

The white-faced scholars were very angry, feeling that they were underestimated, and they said it as if they had a lot of courage.

If you are so brave, why haven't you come to the academy for a while?

"Yang Xu's death is really wronged, he is not bad."

I don't know who said something, everyone stopped arguing, but fell into a long silence, and vaguely heard someone sighing.

Xiangli covered her mouth, her eyes dropped, but she held back, not daring to say anything, this was another comment she heard about Yang Xu from others.

"What's the use of being nice, bad luck, next to two demons." The white-faced scholar thought that he hadn't eaten meat for half a year, and it wasn't because of a murderer, so he didn't get angry, "What the **** are Chen Chun and Du Ruohe?" Background? After the incident, Chen Chun could continue to study in the academy, stay with Du Ruo and stay together, pretend nothing happened, and he was not afraid of being slaughtered in the middle of the night

Already, the same fate as Yang Xu? "

"Are you stupid!"

The rest couldn't listen to it, and hated that iron could not be made into steel, "Chen Chun is Du Ruo and his mother Chen's natal relatives, the two of them have had a relationship for a long time, otherwise Yang Xu could have been killed to keep the secret?"

Yang Xu's death was really wronged, Du Ruo and that girl were still guilty.

"I used to think that Du Ruo and Wen Crape would twist their buttocks when they walked, but they are really girls, with a heart like a snake and a scorpion!"

Some people were dissatisfied and spoke a little louder, and then they were reminded that they did not dare to speak nonsense. Before the rumors spread, they were sued to the head of the mountain, and those who talked nonsense were driven down the mountain.

It is a taint that a scholar is kicked out of the mountain by the academy, and it will also affect his official career after the scientific examination in the future.

People are selfish and think about themselves. If they don't have a good relationship with each other, they wouldn't dare to say anything together.

"If you and I were the ones who did the murder, I'm afraid we would have been beheaded." After the white-faced scholar finished speaking, everyone was silent again. After the waiter served the food, the food on the table didn't move a few mouthfuls, obviously depressed.