northernbook Chapter 154: Busy raising a family in a foreign land 154
Chapter 154: Busy raising a family in a foreign land 154
Half a month had passed since the incident between Cui Lijuan and Xiao Jiangsu, and the weather in the entire city had reached its hottest time.
Early in the morning, a slight breeze blew, and laughter was heard in the Wei family's yard.
A white sheet was spread under the osmanthus tree, and Wei Ada was knocking the osmanthus flowers on the tree with a bamboo pole.
Wei Ran and Wei Ling stood on the tree, shaking the branches vigorously. Wei Li bent down and pulled the white cloth, trying her best to prevent the osmanthus flowers from falling to the ground, while Wei Ping and Wei Dong clapped and cheered on the side.
Xu Ayu, with her belly bulging, put one hand on her waist and with the other hand directed Wei Ada to attack towards the place where the osmanthus flowers were dense.
Wei Miao looked at this scene with a soft heart, and then he heard a clear voice at the door:
"Shake off the sweet osmanthus rain in the courtyard, watching the children with their heads full of fragrance."
Wei Miao caught the beige flower blown by the wind and said to Uncle Zeng Bao:
"Mr. Zeng is a very talented writer."
Uncle Zeng Bao was wearing a long gown, with his hands behind his back, and asked with a smile, "Are you going to make osmanthus cake?"
Xu Ayu treated the big customer well and said, "I'm going to make some osmanthus cakes, some osmanthus fermented glutinous rice wine, and finally some osmanthus honey."
Uncle Zeng Bao's eyes were full of interest. "I wonder if I can watch?"
After spending a long time together, Xu Ayu also knew Uncle Zeng Bao's kind nature, and said, "It's OK as long as Mr. Zeng doesn't mind my vulgarity."
Wei Ping tilted her head and asked, "Zeng Daguo, are you learning to cook to become a chef?"
Uncle Zeng Bao bent down and took the osmanthus flowers from the little girl's hair, teasing her:
"Your mother is about to give birth to a younger brother. Brother Zeng will not be able to eat for a long time. He is very worried."
Wei Ping was no longer as easy to fool as before, and tilted her head and said:
"I roughly said that in half a month, I would ask the servants to come home and cook."
Uncle Zeng Bao sighed, "But I just like your mother's cooking."
Wei Ping didn't understand why the adults were so willful, and said helplessly: "Then you can only starve. Da Guo said that when you are hungry, you won't be picky about food."
The little girl's words made everyone in the yard laugh out loud.
Lu Pingsheng stood outside the door, looking at the joyful scene inside, with a smile on his face.
This is what it means to live and work in peace and contentment.
Xu Ayu and Wei Ada hadn't seen Lu Pingsheng for a long time, and they smiled warmly.
"Mr. Lu, you are becoming more and more handsome." Xu Ayu smiled.
Lu Pingsheng, who was wearing a white shirt and overalls, looked at Wei Miao proudly and thought to himself, this little brat has no vision.
He came to pick up Wei Miao to attend the banquet hosted by Cui Liping and Mrs. Dong.
Because Mrs. Dong was getting married for the second time, the wedding banquet was held in the evening and there was plenty of time.
When Uncle Zeng Bao heard that he was going to attend a wedding, his eyes were filled with eagerness.
Although Cui Liping knew it was impossible, he still repeatedly asked Lu Pingsheng that he would be very grateful if Mr. Zeng could come.
Lu Pingsheng did not dare to guarantee that this seemingly approachable man, who did not have some means, could not live in seclusion in this complex and ever-changing Shen City like a wild crane.
Uncle Zeng Bao was very happy to hear that Cui Liping wanted to invite him.
"Mr. Lu came at the right time. I got two ancient books, but I don't know whether they are authentic."
Lu Pingsheng pulled Wei Miao who was trying to dodge and said, "Mr. Zeng, you may not know this, but this little brat is also an expert in treasure appraisal."
Uncle Zeng Bao really didn’t know, and when he looked at Wei Miao, there was a hint of admiration and appreciation.
Uncle Zeng Baoshu’s study occupies almost the entire second floor. The layout is simple and elegant, but the large pieces of transparent glass add a touch of Western style.
Xiao Qian, who had just finished cleaning the study, looked at his young master and his people going up to the study with his big eyes wide open.
She pulled Wei Miao who was about to go in and asked, "Who is he?"
Wei Miao teased her, "Antique dealer."
Xiao Qian was stunned, and his face turned pale as he thought about the rumors he heard yesterday.
"What's wrong?" Wei Miao asked.
Xiao Qian said with a sad face, "Ah Miao, is our young master bankrupt? Is he going to sell antiques to make ends meet like the fourth young master?"
Wei Miao knew who the fourth young master she was talking about was. He was the new person in charge of the Zeng family.
Brother Lu said that this man looked like a prodigal son, and in fact, he was a prodigal son.
"Your young master got an ancient book and asked Brother Lu to identify it."
When Xiao Qian heard Wei Miao call the stranger "Brother Lu", he realized that he was being teased by the brat.
With his hands on his hips, he said angrily, "You are just like the young master, you are used to bullying me. Now I will go and bully your sister."
Wei Miao cheered for Wei Ping in his heart, hoping that Xiao Qian, who was vindictive, would show mercy.
When Wei Miao went in, Lu Pingsheng and Zeng Baoshu were discussing a yellowed book.
She looked at the various furnishings in the study and sighed in her heart, this is indeed a family with a profound background, everything they produced has a sense of heaviness.
"Ah Miao, come and take a look?"
Wei Miao did not move. "Brother Lu, you don't know me yet. If it is a vase or porcelain, I can recognize whether it is ancient or not. Poetry, calligraphy, or painting are all the same to me."
Uncle Zeng Bao listened thoughtfully, "Ah Miao, why are they the same?"
Wei Miao said casually:
"For example, the Analects, both the old Analects and the revised Analects, are all texts to me. What the meaning is and how the ancients expressed it is their business, and how I comprehend it is my business."
Seeing Uncle Zeng Bao fall into deep thought, Lu Pingsheng pointed at Wei Miao in the air.
The little brat's logic is all natural, there's no reason why.
After hearing what she said, this intelligent Mr. Zeng would probably be confused for a long time like Bai Xingzhou.
"What about calligraphy and paintings?" Uncle Zeng Bao pointed to a piece of calligraphy from an ancient book hanging on the wall.
When Lu Pingsheng looked at it, it turned out to be Wang Xizhi's "Ping'an Tie". If he remembered correctly, it would have been sold at a sky-high price in later auctions.
Wei Miao looked at the content above, pondered for a while and said:
"The general meaning of the above is: I am generally fine here. I have been resting for the past ten days, occasionally gathering with relatives and friends, and I feel good. I want to come again tomorrow. But when I think of you being the only one missing, I feel a little sad."
Uncle Zeng Bao was stunned, and Lu Pingsheng laughed so hard that he bent over and covered his stomach.
Wei Miao looked puzzled, "Brother Lu, what are you laughing at?"
Lu Pingsheng laughed loudly, pointed at Wei Miao, and said to Uncle Zeng Bao breathlessly:
"See? She is a vulgar person. Instead of asking her these questions, you might as well ask her why gold is yellow and silver is white."
Uncle Zeng Bao was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. How could he think that a child of twelve or thirteen years old could understand ancient poetry?
Wei Miao saw the two of them start studying books again, so he looked around. When he stood at the window, he saw Xiao Qian struggling to move things out.
She shouted downstairs: "Sister Qian, I'm here to help you."
Xiao Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead, put his hands on his hips and smiled at her.
Wei Miaoxiaolou arrived at the yard and looked at the pile of things in the yard, including stools, boxes, cabinets, and some other sundries. She asked curiously:
"Sister Qian, these things are good, why are they made?"
Xiao Qian pointed to the side room to the north and said:
"The young master said that he wanted to clean up these two rooms. He has a use for the rooms."
Wei Miao didn't ask any more questions and bent down to help Xiao Qian clean up the things.
Wei Ada saw this from the opposite door and hurried over.
"Let me do the physical work."
The man was indeed stronger, and Wei Ada carried the box to the middle of the yard by himself.