342 You Bullied Me
Chang An snorted again. “Of course. From the moment young master was born, he soaked in all kinds of medicinal baths to nourish his muscles and bones. At the age of five, he started practicing the horse stance and different moves, and developing his muscles and bones. At the age of seven, he was thrown into the military camp by his master…”
Halfway through his sentence, Chang An suddenly realized that he had misspoken. He quickly shut his mouth. It was over, it was over. He had let it slip just now.
Yu Youyao was also stunned for a long time.
If she remembered correctly, her cousin was born with a congenital deficiency and had been raised at home, living in seclusion.
!!
He practiced the horse stance, exercised his muscles, and entered the military camp…
Was this really the cousin she knew?
Seeing Yu Youyao’s thoughtful expression, he knew that she must be suspicious. Chang An quickly said, “I made it up, but you actually believe me. Haha, my young master’s health hasn’t been good since he was young, so how can he practice martial arts? It’s not like you don’t know that.”
Yu Youyao was furious. “Chang An, how dare you lie to me? Are you itching for a beating?”
Chang An suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he had finally managed to fool her.
Next, Yu Youyao pointed at Chang An righteously. “I previously promised Third Sister Song, Sixth Sister Qi, and Fifth Sister Tang that when the Dragon Boat Festival comes, I’ll get some bamboo juice and give it to them. Since you’re so smart, help me get more bamboo juice, in case there’s not enough. If you don’t work hard, I’ll tell Cousin that you’re bullying me.”
Zhou Linghuai couldn’t help but smile.
Martial arts practitioners had sharp eyes and ears. He did not need the little girl to complain. He had already heard Chang An’s previous words.
It wasn’t that Chang An didn’t know the severity of the matter, but he knew that his master trusted Yu Youyao completely and never deliberately hid anything. Naturally, he was also affected. Just like him, he didn’t guard against Yu Youyao.
There were some things that he had never wanted to hide from her.
He hadn’t told her for the time being because the time wasn’t right.
This time was coming soon.
He hoped that the little girl wouldn’t be too surprised when the time came.
After taking out a large jar of bamboo juice, Yu Youyao pointed at another bamboo forest not far away. “There’s a bamboo forest over there. The bamboo juice I took is light yellow, like amber. It can be used as medicine. Help me get another jar.”
Chang An had no complaints about his hard work.
Zhenguo Marquis Residence!
Tomorrow was the Dragon Boat Festival. Song Wanhui used five-colored silk to make sachets and planned to give it to Yu Youyao and Qi Sinian.
At this moment, her maidservant, Que’er, entered the room. “Young Miss, Eldest Miss Yu’s sister, Xia Tao, is here. She said that she’s here to deliver something to you on Eldest Miss Yu’s orders.”
Song Wanhui smiled when she heard this. She quickly said, “Yao Yao’s things arrived before I gave her mine. Let’s go and take a look.”
Que’er followed Young Miss to the front hall.
When Xia Tao saw Song Wanhui, she quickly bowed. “Third Miss Song, you’re well. It rained all night yesterday. My family took some bamboo juice from the Xiaoxiang Forest this morning and specially ordered me to send some to you.”
That was it. She would hand over the blue and white porcelain jar.
Que’er quickly took it.
Song Wanhui was overjoyed. “It’s been so long, but Yao Yao still remembers what she said casually previously.”
At that time, Fifth Miss Tang had asked casually when she saw that there were holes in the bamboo.
Yao Yao had said that it was left behind from the bamboo juice. She had even said that if it rained in May and there was bamboo juice, she would collect some for them.
If it weren’t for the bamboo juice that Yao Yao had sent over today, she would have forgotten about this.
Xia Tao smiled. “You can drink the bamboo juice directly or make tea. It’s fine if Third Miss tastes it fresh, but there’s no more than what’s given.”
Not every bamboo tree had bamboo juice. She took a jar and divided it. She also gave it to many people. Young Miss did not have much left.
However, Miss had kept the bitter bamboo juice that could be used as medicine.
It was mainly because it was not appropriate to give it to others directly.
This small jar was just enough to brew tea once. Song Wanhui couldn’t help but smile. “Help me thank your young miss.” With that, she turned around and instructed Que’er, “Give the gift I prepared for Eldest Miss Yu to Miss Xia Tao so she can bring it back.”
Que’er returned to the inner room to get the prepared gift and handed it to Xia Tao.
Xia Tao thanked her and left.
Song Wanhui couldn’t wait to open the small jar and pour a small cup of bamboo juice.
The light red bamboo liquid was placed in a small porcelain cup, like a pool of jade liquid. It was clear and translucent, and the faint fragrance of bamboo entered her nose, giving her a refreshing feeling.
Song Wanhui took a small sip. When the bamboo juice entered her mouth, there was no taste, but after entering her throat, there was a hint of sweetness.
“No wonder Yao Yao thinks so highly of bamboo.” Song Wanhui’s eyes darted around, and she suddenly had an idea.
Song Mingzhao was painting “Shu Ai Painting”. Every year, on the Dragon Boat Festival, scholars would paint different sceneries. It could also be hung indoors.
The servant came over to report, “Young Master, Third Miss is here. She said that the Eldest Miss of the Yu family gave Young Miss a jar of bamboo juice today. It’s a rare and good thing. Third Miss invited Young Master over to make tea.”
As soon as he heard the words “Eldest Miss Yu”, Song Mingzhao instantly thought of the Eldest Miss of the Yu Residence. Her surname was Yu, and her name was Youyao. Her nickname was Yao Yao.
He couldn’t help but think of the day of the Buddha Festival on the eighth of April. Eldest Miss Yu was wearing a plain dress and standing under the Bodhi tree with a green cover. She held the wishing silk and stood on her tiptoes, wishing to throw the wishing silk.
Eldest Miss Yu looked calm and beautiful.
Although it had been a long time, he still remembered her gentle voice. It was like a delicate oriole, and her voice entered his ears. “Buddhism emphasizes fate. Everything can be stopped when it’s appropriate. All I want is peace of mind.”
Seeing that Young Master had not said anything, the servant remembered that Third Miss was still waiting, so he asked, “Third Young Master, are you going?”
“Yes!” Song Mingzhao casually threw the brush into the brush wash and turned to walk out.
This stunned the servant.
For some reason, he felt that Young Master was walking a little faster. Could it be that he was worried that Third Miss would wait for too long?
Song Mingzhao arrived at the pavilion.
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Song Wanhui had already set up a small clay stove and lit a charcoal fire. The light red bamboo juice in the cup was thick with smoke, and the elegant bamboo fragrance entered her nose without warning.
Song Mingzhao sat on a stool and took the tea tweezers from Song Wanhui. “I’ll do it!”
Song Wanhui was shocked. “You want to make tea yourself?”
Eldest Brother was talented and smart. He had displayed extraordinary talent since he was young. In order to prevent the family from being chaotic and disturbing his temperament, his father not only carved out a large area in the residence and built a courtyard for him, but also sent him to the Precious Peace Temple when he was seven years old. He said that the temple was quiet and he could study in peace.
It was probably because of this that her eldest brother’s personality was indifferent and he was not too close to her.
She had never drunk tea personally brewed by her eldest brother in her life.
Song Mingzhao said calmly, “According to the Book of Herbs, bamboo juice is the divine water of the heavens. Phoenixes don’t live unless they’re resting on parasol trees, don’t eat unless they’re eating bamboo, and don’t drink unless they’re drinking bamboo juice. The bamboo juice before and after the Dragon Boat Festival is even rarer.”
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