Chapter 43 Going to see Ding

The spring breeze in February is like scissors, as if the wind blows from the northwest to the southeast overnight. New buds burst out from the willow branches in the alleys of Bianjing City, and the wind blows the branches with a strong sense of spring.

Cheng Yingzhen couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as she took a rest, she pestered her husband to go out to the city to see Aunt Ding. Of course Su Yanli agreed. The family's mule cart was needed for business, so she went to the horse and carriage shop in advance to rent a carriage, and the family went to the city together. Waiyue Shui'an.

Su Ruojin not only prepared a lot of food for her aunt, but also prepared all kinds of food for the family trip. After all, the Su family was traveling for an outing, and it would be hard to scare people without bringing some outing items.

Seven years into the Great Yin Dynasty, Su Ruojin left Bianjing for the first time. She was very excited. She got up early in the morning and washed up very energetically. She packed the food and placed them neatly.

Su Dalang came over to help when he came back from his morning run. The two brothers and sister prepared all their travel things without asking their parents to get involved.

Su Silang was too young, and even though it was mid-February, it was still very cold in the morning and evening. Mother Dong was busy at the breakfast stall for an hour and then came back to take care of the baby. Then Su Yanli, his wife and children, loaded up the carriage with large and small bags and left the city.

 Walking through the bustling and crowded streets, walking through the towering city gates, and walking on the wide official roads blown by the spring breeze.

The spring breeze in February melted the frozen soil, and the grass that had been dormant all winter broke through the ground. The Su Ruojin brothers and sisters lifted up the sedan curtain and looked into the distance. There was a hazy beauty of "the color of the grass is far away, but there is nothing up close", and "wildfire cannot burn". After all, the spring breeze blows and the tenacity comes back to life."

Taking a deep breath, it seems that the heaviness of winter has been thrown away, and the relaxation and splendor of spring are ushered in.

Su Anzhi was enjoying the spring in peace at the age of nine. Su Ganzhi was four years old. Her little buttocks were swaying like a little monkey, and she kept chirping: "Dad, look, there are a lot of people out for an outing."

Su Yanli was a gentle and patient father. He said with a smile: "This should be the first one to pull out willow trees. There are not many. When the peaches, plums and apricots in the mountain temples outside the city are all blooming at the end of February or early March, there will be more tourists." "

 After saying this, he read: When I was outing in Nanyuan in the middle of spring, the wind was gentle and I could hear the horses neighing. Green plums are like beans and willows are like eyebrows, and butterflies fly as the day goes by.

Su Ruojin doesn’t have the poetic and picturesque mood of her father. Seeing the beautiful spring scenery, she only regrets it. Why didn’t she order a barbecue grill in advance? Such a beautiful scenery is simply a waste if it is not worthy of barbecue.

Cheng Yingzhen pursed her lips and looked out the window, her brows furrowed with worry. She wondered how her aunt was doing. Has the forehead that was hit a year ago healed? Yueshui'an is poor, but they have good food and clothing.

It really depends on whose mother or father you care for.

Su Ruojin turned around and saw her mother's worry, and winked at her father.

Su Yanli turned his head, reached out and patted the hand on his arm, "Don't worry, I have hired someone for a long time. My aunt will definitely live better than living in the house."

 “I know, I just can’t help but worry.”

Su Yanli held his wife's hand in his and comforted her silently. The couple sat side by side, just like what Su Ruojin saw in the book.

Thinking of my parents in my previous life, they fell in love freely, but their marriage began to change after a year of marriage. I heard from my grandma that if her mother hadn't been pregnant with her, she would have divorced that year. Later, she still divorced when she was less than three years old.

 Free love shows that they have an emotional basis, but they still lose out to marriages that are too material-oriented and have no sense of responsibility. To put it bluntly, fast-food life makes it difficult for people to learn to love others, and naturally it is difficult to get the love of others.

Su Ruojin prayed secretly, hoping that her parents would continue to love each other in this life, and that she would take care of all the troubles that defeat life.

After walking through the official road and turning onto the small road, it was bumpy and bumpy until almost noon before arriving at Yueshui Nunnery. In order not to attract the attention of Wan's spy in the nunnery, Su Yanli asked the coachman to help him quietly call the person out from behind.

Su Yanli and his wife have been married for ten years, and Aunt Ding finally met all her grandchildren except Su Silang.

Ms. Ding cried and knelt on the ground, praying to the sky with her hands, and excitedly thanked God for treating her well. She finally saw a group of descendants. She would die without regrets in her life.

It was also the first time for Su Ruojin to see her aunt. She was even thinner than she expected. The large nunnery robe hung on her body, as if a gust of wind could blow her away. She was as old as an old woman in her early forties and almost sixty years old. , very old.

Being favored by the concubine of the uncle's house means that my aunt must have been a pretty beauty when she was young. This can be seen from Cheng Yingzhen's face, but the uncle's house is really a tormenting cage, and you can see how it tortures people. Su Yanli saw the shock and anger on his daughter's face, and shook his head secretly. A month ago, his aunt came out, she was so defeated that she could barely breathe. Now at least she has gained some color, and the scar on her forehead was hidden by the nunnery hat. If she was When the little girl saw it, wouldn't she be even more angry?

 Mother and daughter Cheng Yingzhen held each other's arms and cried. They sat on a warm stone and hugged each other until they were done crying.

 At noon, the sun was shining down, which was just right for standing in the mountains, otherwise it would still be a bit cold.

While the two were talking, Su Ruojin had already taken out a small clay stove to heat up the soup, and asked her father to help build a simple stove with stones. She took out a small iron pot and started cooking. There was a carriage to block the wind, and the carriage driver helped. When you make a fire, you can cook ready-made meals. You just need to put the pot in and heat it up, and it will be ready in no time.

“Auntie, mother, let’s eat first.”

Life in the nunnery must be very hard, so I can give my aunt a meal!

 Simple and heartwarming reunion meal.

When Mrs. Ding saw her grandson and granddaughter, she was so happy that she offered three cups of vegetables to the Su Dalang brothers and sisters, "They are all good vegetables. You must have spent a lot of money on them. Eat more."

 Brother and sister Su Ruojin:…

 Let’s not move together.

Su Yanli put down the bowl, smiled warmly, and signaled to his wife to advise her to eat more and drink more tonic soup. The black-bone chicken and ginseng soup made her very nourishing from last night to morning.

The aunt loved the child so much that she couldn't care about herself. Cheng Yingzhen felt sad and couldn't hold back her tears. She quickly stuffed the silky chicken and ginseng soup into her hand, "This is the stew A Jin specially made for you. You must drink it all, otherwise I'm sorry." Jin’s sincere heart.”

 It was stewed by my granddaughter herself! Ding was excited and responded repeatedly: "Okay..." He picked up the bowl, lowered his head and drank hard.

Su Ruojin saw that her hand holding the bowl was shaking so much that she buried her head in the bowl and ate straight away. She was afraid that she would shed tears even if she couldn't help it.

In order to be afraid that his aunt could not let go, Su Yanli and his son had finished eating quickly. He led them down to see the spring scene, and only left the driver. If someone came over, he would help him to support it.

Not far from the mountain behind Yueshui'an is a small valley. Opposite there are temples and annexes of the capital's wealthy aristocrats. There is no bridge, so people here can't cross.

Su Yanli was afraid that the child would fall, so he walked towards the small mountain forest to the west. There was a tall old mountain plum tree that had not yet faded. It exuded wisps of fragrance from the branches, and he couldn't help admiring it.

Su Dalang has always liked to stick to his father, and he also stood under the plum tree, "Dad, do you want to draw it?"

  “That’s what I mean.”

 The father and son just enjoyed and chatted, not paying attention to their daughter leading Su Sanlang deeper into the forest.

Why is the string in Su Yanli's mind so loose? It's because he trusts his daughter too much. He always feels that although she is young, she is like a little adult and can handle everything properly, including taking care of his younger brother.

Su Ruojin saw mushrooms inside and wondered if they could be eaten. Unexpectedly, the winding path led to a small pavilion. "Sanlang, let's sit down and have a rest."

 After saying that, he sat down and looked around.

 Suddenly, her eyes stopped on the young man walking up the stairs on the other side.

① From "The Return of Ruan Lang, Mid-Spring Outing in Nanyuan" written by Ouyang Xiu in the Song Dynasty. Why did Ouyang Xiu's late spring masterpiece appear in Dayin Dynasty? Dear friends, don't be too particular! !

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