A Yao worships the moon gate before and after Bai Lu. In the twinkling of an eye, the Mid Autumn Festival is coming.

People nearby began to prepare sacrifices for the Mid Autumn Festival. Looking at the moon, they closed their doors and lived their own days. There was no festive atmosphere at all.

"Yao Zhu ~ how's the tofu cut today?" Wangyue asked, "if we can't cut it again, we'll eat Braised Tofu."

When a Yao in the kitchen heard the words of looking at the moon, her hand shook and tilted again.

too bad!

She glanced up at the moon under the sweet scented osmanthus tree in the courtyard.

She lies comfortably in the rocking chair and squints. The sun passes through the leaves and sprinkles on her. The breeze blows, the branches and leaves shake, and the golden osmanthus flowers fall in clusters and fall on her skirt, which is also stained with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

Good. Wangyue didn't notice. A Yao quickly poured the cut tofu into a bowl, covered it with a wet cloth, and continued to cut tofu as if nothing had happened.

The tofu is fresh, tender and beautiful. There is a slight movement on the record, just like a frightened little white rabbit. It trembles and shakes for a long time.

It's not easy to cut thick and thin evenly. An experienced chef can rely on years of hand feeling and rich experience. For novices, a Yao can't avoid hesitating for a long time every time he cuts, finding the right angle and going on again, for fear of being destroyed——

She has eaten tofu for more than half a month. She really doesn't want to eat any more!

Finally, after cutting a plate, she took the fruit out to Wangyue. Wangyue's eyes skipped over the coir raincoat, cucumber and shredded radish, but stayed in the tofu for a long time. She could not help feeling guilty. She secretly prayed that Wangyue didn't see through her trick. Should one or two pieces of tofu be missing?

Looking at the moon, he said, "Alas, the little bird's nest ~ the yaozhu has cut the tofu again, but tonight we don't eat Braised Tofu. We eat tofu mixed with scallions."

Broken, found“ Mr. moon watching, how did you see it? "

"Oh." The bird's nest sister of pengwatermelon by the ancient well looks up. A Yao sees the indifferent face of the later great devil Zhang Yining from her face. She enters the kitchen and brings some watermelons.

The moon looked curious: "after all, I've heard a little experience from the sound of cutting vegetables. You can't hide this little move from me. Little bird's nest, one watermelon is enough for us to eat. We can't eat enough. "

The bird's nest said, "I'll have more for dinner tonight. I refuse all forms of tofu dishes. And don't call me little bird's nest. "

For more than half a month, no one can stand three tofu dishes a day.

Piansheng Wangyue asked her to practice knife work with tofu. When she finished eating other dishes, she ate tofu dishes when she failed. She couldn't stand her physiological disgust by changing into flowers.

"The little bird's nest sounds much better than your original name." The moon doesn't think so. "When you grow up and start your own house, you can't use your maiden name. As soon as you listen to the bird's nest, wealth and moisture are good."

The original name of the bird's nest is shangguanyan. It is said that the ancestors were famous for a while. Later, they committed a crime and the family gradually declined. As for how to get to Wangyue, the bird's nest didn't say and Wangyue didn't mention, and ah Yao didn't ask.

I still remember that when she heard the "stage name" given by Wangyue, she objected loudly, and the bird's nest inserted a knife: "since you said you wanted to worship the teacher that day, the girl thought hard every day, until one day someone sent a box of Jiang yaozhu..."

By analogy, shangguanyan's "stage name" could not have been inspired by someone who gave a box of bird's nest or looked up at the moon to see the bird's nest.

"If you eat so many watermelons, be careful that your stomach hurts."

The three men seemed to deliberately ignore the dish of tofu.

"Looking at the moon girl, the eldest young master of the Pei family comes to visit." The gatekeeper came and announced.

Looking at the moon and turning his head, "Yao Zhu, enough rest. It's time to practice knife work and put down the watermelon."

"Yes." A Yao bites the watermelon like a dog in three or two bites. Her mouth is surrounded by a circle of red juice. Her tongue turns flexibly. After licking, she goes back to cut tofu.

Looking at the moon, I gathered the falling osmanthus and asked the bird's nest to be collected before I went to meet Pei Shuo.

Pei Shuo came out to find a Yao not long after he returned to another hospital. Unexpectedly, only the moon watching and the bird's nest came out. After a quarrel, he finally couldn't help asking, "where's a Yao?"

"Yao Zhu practices knife work in isolation. If you have something to do, you can leave a message. I'll convey it to you when she leaves the customs."

Pei Shuo said, "when I sent her, I told her to send me letters every three days, but since half a month, there have been only three letters. I want to know why."

Looking at the moon, he said: "Prince Pei was worried too much. Yao Zhu had too much study to reply. And didn't the prince send her to study hard at that time? Why did he repent?"

"Yes, I regret it. I'll take her away now!"

Pei Shuo had a good life in the thatched cottage. He played with Pei Xingzhi again. At first, ah Yao sent three letters. The third letter he replied was intercepted by Pei Xingzhi's people on the way, and the letter was not sent to ah Yao at all.

A Yao didn't receive a reply. In addition to the homework arranged by Wangyue every day, she was too busy to move at night. Over time, she didn't bother to write to Pei Shuo. Once they came back, their communication became unfamiliar. It was ah Yao who took time to bring some tea to shake Cui Shengxiang to express her heart.

After half a month, Pei Shuo forgot about a Yao - he might not have come here if he hadn't gone back to another hospital for the Mid Autumn Festival.

After all, it's a child's nature. He likes the new and hates the old, but he was stimulated by the moon, and the fire also came up“ I sent her, and she is not your apprentice. I said she would take it back if she wanted to. It's not without a good master. "

The bird's nest, who was waiting on him, felt wrong and couldn't help looking at the moon.

"In that case." She stood up. "I'll call ah Yao."

She glanced at the bird's nest. The bird's nest thought it would, and held the moon watching to leave the flower hall. "This smelly boy doesn't know why he's crazy. Let's air him. I'll take a nap first. You go to the kitchen to see the progress of the yaozhu. She hasn't finished yet. You can help her more."

"I know."

The master and apprentice parted ways. Pei Shuo waited in the flower hall for a long time, took out his letter, looked at the words on it, hesitated for a long time, opened the fire paint and looked at the contents.

His father Pei Zhengwen's words, a few lines, made him cold.

Because his stepmother came in and worried that he would bump into his stepmother, he used the excuse of reading to let him stay in Nanxun county. His second brother and aunt were right.

After waiting for a long time, there was no one in the flower hall except a little servant girl who poured tea and water.

Pei Shuo happened to be cold at home. He was treated coldly by a Yao who looked at the moon. His stomach was angry, "good, good! Jiang Yao, you are ungrateful. I wrote it down! " He cursed loudly, brushed his sleeves and left.

"Well?" A Yao moved her ears a little. She seemed to hear Pei Shuo's voice and smiled: "it shouldn't be. Pei Shuo's voice will spread so far."

"Rather than worry about Mr. Pei, it's better to think about your tofu. If you cut it and destroy it, you can't run away from tonight's green onion mixed tofu."

Ah Yao's bitter gourd face. At this time, she was still trying to escape punishment, but she didn't expect Pei Shuo to leave angrily, which was a bad start.