Chapter 166 165 Don’t tell
"Yeah, I'll be waiting." Wang Jingmin replied while taking a big bite of the steamed bun.

Wang Jingwen heard that Tang Zhitong meant to take her sister and brother back to the flower market? He didn't say this before going out, but she didn't stop him and acquiesced. Her husband was good to his mother's family, and she felt good about herself.

Wang Jingying did not say anything this time to remind her brother that he had not finished his homework. She was also curious about her sister's house and also looked forward to the delicious food cooked by her brother-in-law.

"Let's not wander around for a while after eating. We should go back to eat early. Jingmin, you still have to go home and do your homework. Walking around is not enough. Let's come back next time." Tang Zhitong kindly reminded that although childhood should be complete, try not to affect the child. rest.

"You haven't finished your homework yet?" When Wang Jingwen heard this, she was a little unhappy. Her brother was not stupid, but just procrastinating and careless. In the future, many people would call this situation "procrastination."

"Sister, I still have a little bit left. I promise to finish it tonight. You can ask the second sister to supervise me." With the food in front of him, Wang Jingmin picked up a small shredded pickle to represent that there was not much homework left. His tone was very soft, not at all. Like what he calls a "manly man."

"Jingying, watch him when you get back. Don't sleep until you finish writing, even if you write wrongly." Wang Jingwen did not make it difficult for her brother, but turned to her sister and said.

"Well, okay." Wang Jingying held the steamed bun and gnawed it, with a matter-of-fact and obedient attitude, and she even made plans to take action.

Fengzhen and Fengzhi looked at each other. My sister-in-law is so strict. She is completely different from her at home...

After a brief lunch, Wang Jingwen continued to take everyone around the Forbidden City and explained the characteristics of the Forbidden City with a critical attitude. Tang Zhitong listened with great interest.

Slowly, a group of six people arrived at the Yangxin Hall.

This building has appeared many times in movies and TV dramas. Judging from the appearance, the newest building in this deep palace compound may be the Yangxin Hall, because it was just renovated the year before last.

The Hall of Yangxin was the place where the Manchu emperor lived and handled government affairs. It was also the place where Cixi listened to politics behind the curtain.

Regarding this residence, it involves the issue of the emperor’s reproduction of offspring. There are two theories. The first is that the concubine is wrapped up and sent to the dragon bed in the Yangxin Palace at night, and the second is that the emperor turns over the signs. Go to the corresponding harem.

We don’t care whether this is true or not, just enjoy it. Ordinary people wish they could be single and carefree for the rest of their lives. How can they get such treatment?

"Sister-in-law, this looks like our furniture." Fengzhi sniffed, smelling a faint familiar smell, and pointed to the furniture in front of her and said to Wang Jingwen.

"The one we have is painted, and it looks similar in color, but it's actually completely different. This wood is very expensive, and we can't afford it." Tang Zhitong hurriedly made amends. This little naughty kid has no clue and talks about everything.

Someone who was browsing next to me laughed and said nothing. The Manchu Qing Dynasty was dead, and many of the things that were disrespectful to etiquette in the past flowed into people's homes.

Especially after liberation, as long as you have money, you can buy whatever you want without anyone caring about it. The government has even set up special sales stores, but they are not free and there are taps.

In the past, those "grandfathers" with sky-high patterns, hard-core farmers, and "grandfathers" who smoked and teased crickets and birds all expected to sell their goods to make a living, so they had to be given a living, right?
According to the old etiquette of Sijiu City, there were many men who starved to death in this place in the past, but there were more "lords". Princes, Lord Belles, and father-in-laws. Soldiers were called "Army Lord" and thieves were called "Buddha". , the guy who pulls the cart is called "Master Ban'er", the one who is shirtless is called "Master Bang", and the one who sells dry roads is even called "Master Rabbit"...

Tang Zhitong didn't like it, he was a bit servile.

"Fengzhi, as for our family's affairs, try not to talk about them outside, no matter whether they are good or bad, okay?" After leaving the Yangxin Hall, Wang Jingwen knelt down, looked at her sister-in-law at eye level, and ordered.

"Yes, I remember, sister-in-law." Although Fengzhi was young and still didn't understand some things, her sister-in-law spoke better than her brother and agreed happily. "Good boy." Wang Jingwen touched her sister-in-law's head and praised her before standing up. She likes to imitate her husband's movements more and more. She doesn't know if this is affected by the exchange of flora, but it doesn't feel bad. She likes it very much.

Next, everyone walked around the imperial garden and then went home.

On the way back, Tang Zhitong was carrying Wang Jingying and Wang Jingmin. His brother-in-law couldn't sit still and kept moving his buttocks. He was worried that Xiao Wang would not be able to ride steadily. Jingying was taller than Fengzhen and probably weighed more, which could be considered as a weight loss for his wife. burden.

The flower market is not far from the Forbidden City, and it takes just over a quarter of an hour to arrive.

Zhang Guifang expressed a warm welcome to the arrival of the two young relatives.

Due to the season, there was no fruit at home that could entertain guests. Zhang Guifang found out the dried dates that Tang Zhitong brought back last year and washed a plate. Wang Jingmin ate them by himself, while Wang Jingying stuffed a handful each of Fengzhen and Fengzhi.

This is a unique phenomenon when living in poverty. If you have something delicious to eat, you should eat it first with the guests, and your family members behind.

Wang Jingmin grabbed a handful of dried dates and stood at the door of the main house. He looked at the lush yard with envy and his eyes widened. They were all edible! Swallowing his saliva, he said to Tang Zhitong: "Brother-in-law, your family is so nice and there are so many dishes!"

"When the fruit comes out, I'll give you a portion to eat." Tang Zhitong rubbed his brother-in-law's head and promised.

"A little bit is fine. My mother doesn't want to give more than that. It's difficult even now." Wang Jingmin couldn't say he was ignorant. He held a half-eaten dried date and indicated that he would be satisfied with just a little bit.

"I said, as long as I have a bite to eat, you will not be hungry. Don't worry, I know it well." Children may not understand the meaning of this, but they are qualified mouthpieces. You will not hide anything in the family from future generations. But kindergarten teachers...

"Thank you, brother-in-law." Wang Jingmin knew what was going on, handed Tang Zhitong two dates, borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha, and said, "Brother-in-law, eat dates."

"Eat it, I'll stew the chicken for you." Tang Zhitong looked at his mother who had already caught the old hen in her hand and was about to kill the chicken.

The second time Wang Jingwen came to the house, she brought two old hens. One of them took care of the chicks after it had a nest and had to be killed slowly. The other one no longer laid many eggs. In addition, Tang Zhitong brought back several pullets. This old hen The remaining value of the chicken has ended here, and it's time to die and kill the chicken to cure hunger.

Wang Jingying was much more elegant. She stood side by side with Feng Zhen, pointing to the two jujube trees planted by Tang Zhitong on both sides of the yard and said: "There are two trees in my backyard, one is a jujube tree and the other is a jujube tree." Feng Zhen Jane, I’m so envious, your family is so nice.”

"The main thing is that my mother and sister-in-law take good care of it. You will come to play often in the future." Fengzhen said little but was not stupid. She smiled and said softly to Jingying.

Wang Jingying was already sensible. She looked at her sister and brother-in-law who were busy at the side and replied: "I want to come, but I have to go back and ask my mother."

"It's okay, you will have to eat in one bite, my mother said." Fengzhen rarely avoids conversations at home. She knows some things but won't say them outside, but at home, she can't help but feel a little proud.

Tang Zhitong didn't pay attention to the ladies' conversation. He was busy soaking hazelnut mushrooms, vermicelli noodles, and chicken stewed with mushrooms. He was familiar with this. But the old hen, with its feathers and internal organs removed, weighs just over a pound, which is not enough for seven people, so we can only add other ingredients to it.

"Mom, one chicken isn't big enough. How about we stew the rabbit?" Tang Zhitong looked at the rabbit in the cage. He originally thought he could live until June, but according to the current situation, he will have to stew it today. "Bang".

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