When Shui Ling'er woke up, she not only found herself lying peacefully in a bamboo house, but also saw that someone had prepared breakfast on the bamboo table in the house.

He tasted the red bean multigrain porridge and couldn't help but admire: "Such a small red bean, can actually take out the bean core and fill it with lotus paste?

After tasting the subtlety of the porridge, he no longer swallowed the dates, but spoonful, scooped with a spoon to taste carefully, and felt that when he bit into the red beans, the sweetness of the lotus paste blended into the bean aroma of the red beans, and then melted into the porridge mixed with grains, it seems that this is no longer drinking porridge, but enjoying the sour, sweet, bitter and spicy four flavors of life, the most pleasant, "sweet" moment.

Since the porridge can be boiled so ingeniously, other side dishes are no problem. Although it is only the most common peanut and bean butter on the table, its flavor is endless, and it is really difficult to find other foods that are comparable to it when you taste it.

Soon, Shui Ling'er swept away the porridge and steamed buns, touched the round belly, and was not satisfied, feeling that although he was full, he could still eat a plate of steamed buns if he wanted to come again. But looking at the empty table of plates, he had no choice but to get up and walk out of the house.

Outside the house, there are still pear blossoms flying in the sky, and the flowers are fragrant in the rain.

As soon as he took a few steps on the petals on the ground, he suddenly remembered Mr. Featherwind.

After he woke up, he didn't think of him for a while he took care of the temple of the five internal organs, how was he doing after this night?

If you don't want to, this thought, his heart suddenly became anxious, and he was about to rush in the direction of the small bamboo house where Yufeng lived last night.

As soon as he pulled his legs, the voice of Yufeng happened to be heard in his ears: "Ling'er, you go straight forward fifty meters, you can see a small courtyard with a bamboo fence, you come in, I am waiting for you in my study, Siguo Zhai." ”

"Mr. Yufeng, that's right, this man's voice that looks like a sinking fish is indeed coming from him! It sounds like there is no weakness and respite from yesterday!"

Shui Ling'er listened to him say these words with full breath, completely as elegant and calm as when she first met, and her heart was happy, and she secretly thought: "Could it be that sir, you really healed overnight?"

He hurriedly followed the route said by Yu Feng, jumped forward like a deer, ran about fifty meters away, and sure enough, he saw a row of bamboo fences, surrounding a bamboo house with a unique design.

He hesitated for a moment, pushed open the bamboo fence and walked in, thinking as he walked: "That Si Guozhai is inside, but why did Mr. give his study such a strange name......

After passing through the front yard and the main hall, and coming to the other courtyard, Shui Ling'er saw the room where the three-character plaque of "Si Guo Zhai" was hung, and also smelled the faint fragrance of pear blossom wine, and couldn't help but start swallowing saliva again, and said in his heart: "It turns out that in the pear blossom pass, there is not only delicious porridge, but also good wine!"

was intoxicated with the aroma of wine, Leng Buding didn't need him to knock on the door, thinking about the closed bamboo door of the fast, he opened to both sides by himself, and the Son of Heaven called inside: "Come in." ”

He had no choice but to endure his addiction to alcohol and cross the threshold of the study.

This study room can be described as elegant. Bamboo, ink, pear blossom, different aromas are mixed together, but there is no miscellaneous and pungent, but it makes people feel refreshed and clear, which seems to enhance the interest of reading.

Slaughter sat behind a simple and elegant bamboo bookcase, dressed in clothes, and could not see the slightest bit of redness.

I saw that the plain warm yellow gauze robe reappeared, wearing it on him, looking very elegant and handsome. With a jade crown on his head, his black hair tied up high, and an ivory bone flute passed through the crown.

Seeing the appearance of a scholar with a bookish aura and a healthy body again, Shui Ling'er was overjoyed. (To be continued.) )