Seeing Zhen Zhen staring at herself with wide eyes, Zhang Renze turned around and asked Xi Junjie, "Would you like to pay the debt for her?"

Xi Junjie touched his nose: "Since it's Zhen Zhen's debt, it's definitely fine."

Zhen Zhen finally came back to her senses, she shook her head, "Sir, you are too treacherous."

"Why, there are not many people with such a generous portrait as me this year." Zhang Renze pointed to the Buddha Jumping Over the Wall in the jar: "I don't ask much, you come to my house every two weeks and cook me a pot of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall. That's it, I have all the ingredients, just use your craftsmanship, do you think it will work?"

Xi Junjie smiled: "Since Mr. likes to eat, I am naturally willing to come and help you make it often."

Zhen Zhen looked at Zhang Renze's triumphant smile, and couldn't help complaining: "Who said that you should eat healthily every day, eat less meat and live a hundred years longer."

Zhang Renze looked innocent: "Eating less meat means not eating it. Usually, there are a lot of meat and soup in the medicated diet. The big deal is that I quit the medicated diet and just eat this."

"You don't look like a doctor anymore." Zhen Zhen shook her head and asked with a sigh, "Is appetite so important?"

"You have to ask yourself this question? Who brought a hare and pheasant to my house for barbecue?" Zhang Renze retorted forcefully, watching Zhen Zhen slump down, and then he let go of her triumphantly and turned around. The head explained to Xi Junjie: "I'll invite a few old friends over for dinner this Sunday, and you can help me cook Buddha Jumps over the Wall in advance." Then he handed over the pen and paper on the table: "Write down everything that needs to be written down, I see. If you don't have it, you have to buy it quickly, but you can't delay eating."

Xi Junjie immediately took the pen and paper and wrote down all the ingredients that needed to be used, Zhen Zhen stretched out his hand and poked Zhang Renze: "Let's talk about it first, Junjie can help you do it, but don't tell Mr. Mr. Su Weiran, Mr. Xie Shurang and the others made this dish by my partner, otherwise I am afraid that Junjie will have to go to each house every day to pay off his debts."

Hearing the name that came out of Zhen Zhen's mouth, the old lady Xi and Ling Xiulan were both a little shocked. They had been wondering how a little girl from another province could have contact with a master of Chinese medicine, such as Zhang Renze, whom ordinary officials couldn't flatter. Listen to what Zhen Zhen said, including the first Nobel Prize in literature in China, a master of traditional Chinese painting, and a master of Peking Opera, whoever comes out is a leader in that industry, but you can listen to what Zhen Zhen said, Seems to be more familiar with her.

"I must hold back from talking." Zhang Renze said with a smirk: "But after they eat it, they have to come to my house to grab my Buddha jumping over the wall to eat. Junjie has to make two meals for me to compensate."

Zhen Zhen looked at him speechlessly: "Tricky."

Zhang Renze laughed directly: "Otherwise, how could I be your husband."

Old Mrs. Xi put down the teacup in her hand and asked with a smile, "Has Zhen Zhen also been instructed by Master Su Weiran in painting? No wonder she can draw such good works at a young age."

"Mr. Su pointed me." Zhen Zhen smiled, she knew that knowing so many people in her own capacity would definitely make people curious, she turned her eyes to Zhang Renze for help, and Mr. Zhang immediately took out a few people to discuss it long ago The good rhetoric explained: "Before, some of our old guys went to the wild lake to swim in the suburbs. As a result, they were old and weak. As soon as they reached the middle of the lake, they all had cramps. Zhen Zhen happened to pass by there and heard the call for help. The sound saved us all." After refilling a cup of tea for everyone, Mr. Zhang sighed and said what he said in his heart: "Don't look at Zhen Zhen's age, but she is the savior of our old guys."

Zhen Zhen sneered: "It just happened to be a coincidence, then, don't mention it, I'll be embarrassed if you say it again."

Seeing that Zhen Zhen seemed to really be reluctant to mention this matter, Mrs. Xi and Ling Xiulan didn't ask any more questions, they looked at their watches and had been here for a long time, they stood up and said goodbye to Mr. Zhang, "This is This time is really troublesome, thank you very much."

"No thanks, no thanks, we'll all be family from now on." Zhang Renze waved his hand very casually: "I'll take the old lady to check the pulse in a month. If anyone in the family feels uncomfortable, just come directly, they're not outsiders."

The two thanked them again, and then put on their coats and prepared to leave, Zhen Zhen looked at Zhang Renze: "Sir, do you want me to stay and have lunch with you."

"You can pull it down." Mr. Zhang refused immediately: "You can eat half a jar of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall. I won't do this kind of disadvantageous thing, you can go quickly."

"Hmph, I have it at home too." Zhen Zhen put on her clothes angrily, she thought of something after she walked out the door, took out a rolled up newspaper from her pocket and stuffed it into Zhang Renze's hand: "I almost forgot, your wine It's not finished, it's for you to make wine."

"What?" Zhang Renze muttered and opened the newspaper. A wild ginseng fell out of the newspaper. Looking at the crumbling and curling roots, Zhang Renze's distressed face twitched. He jumped to the door and opened the door. He shouted at Zhen Zhen who was about to leave the door: "Oh, you prodigal child!"

Zhen Zhen turned around and waved her hand, and closed the door.

It was rare for Mrs. Xi to come out once, so Ling Xiulan kept her at home for two days. One was to ask Junjie to make the old lady medicated meals for a few days according to the recipe, and the other was to relax her mind.

Junjie took the recipe and went to the kitchen, old lady Xi leaned on the reclining chair and took a sip of tea: "Zhen Zhen, this child is very lucky, you said that there are many people who fall into the water every year, but she is one of them. If you come to the imperial capital, you will be able to save a bunch of them, and whoever is said to be a famous person today, this shows that she has good luck and is born with blessings."

Ling Xiulan was knitting a sweater with two bamboo needles. She stroked the wool with her hand and said, "I only knew that she knew so many people, but she can hide things. Such a child is good, not impetuous. ."

"Junjie was a kid who didn't like to talk or laugh all day long, and he was indifferent to everyone. I saw that he and Zhen Zhen became more cheerful after seeing each other. When I saw him in the morning, the smile on his face didn't stop. Yes." Old lady Xi put the teacup aside and pulled the blanket over her body: "It can be seen that he really likes Zhen Zhen."

"That child Zhen Zhen is also sincere to Junjie. If it wasn't for the fact that they were both still in school, I really want to get their marriage done quickly." After Ling Xiulan said this, she took the half-knitted sweater in her hand and gave it to Elder Xi Wife: "Mom, this is the sweater I knitted for Zhen Zhen, do you like it?"

Ling Xiulan saw that Zhen Zhen liked light-colored clothes, and she bought milky white wool threads specially, and the patterns were just simple hemp flowers. Xi Xiulan has been in France for many years and has a strong sense of fashion.

"It's pretty." Mrs. Xi nodded approvingly: "You have good eyesight and skillful hands, so you can knit it well and designate it well."

Ling Xiulan counted a few stitches and started knitting again: "I have to knit it out for her before the new year, and it will be just fine to put it in a coat when spring begins."

The old lady Xi had a smile on her face: "That child Zhen Zhen is also sensible, and you are also kind to others. In the future, the two of you will get along in harmony."

"I'm just the kid Junjie, I'll definitely like the person he likes, not to mention the child Zhen Zhen is also hurting." Ling Xiulan suddenly laughed: "Mom, you don't know, I used to see Junjie look at everyone with the same expression. He looks expressionless, and he is worried that he will not find a girl he likes to fall in love with in the future, but after meeting Zhen Zhen, he laughs more than anyone else, I really worry about him in vain."

"Our children are sensible." Mrs. Xi said, "Whose children can cook for their parents and grandma? It's hard to find."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law praised Xi Junjie and Zhen Zhen in the room, and after resting for about an hour, Xi Junjie also made lunch. There is a can of Buddha Jumping Wall stewed in the morning, and it is served hot at noon. In addition, there is a nourishing soup specially made according to the recipe, as well as a portion of chicken juice boiled with dried silk, and a portion of vegetables in soup. There are meat and vegetables and soup. , three people eat just right.

After lunch, Mrs. Xi and Ling Xiulan both had to take a nap. Xi Junjie quietly put on his clothes and ran out of the house. After waiting by the river for about five minutes, he watched Zhen Zhen wearing a thick down jacket emerge from the gate. head over. Xi Junjie smiled and stretched out his hand towards Zhen Zhen, when Zhen Zhen put his little hand in his, Xi Junjie immediately clenched her, dragged her and ran all the way, until she ran to a place where no one was there and then stopped.

"This feels like an elopement." Zhen Zhen covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes were bent, Xi Junjie looked around, saw no one came out, and quickly kissed Zhen Zhen's forehead: "That's not possible, like Zhen Such a beautiful girl, I have to carry a sedan chair and bring you home."

"Oh, Xiaozui is very sweet today." Zhen Zhen reached out and pinched Xi Junjie's chin: "Let me see if I ate honey before going out."

"Have eaten half of the jar." Xi Junjie whispered in Zhen Zhen's ear, then moved closer to her mouth and winked at her seductively: "Would you like to try it."

Zhen Zhen leaned back and looked at him suspiciously: "Why do you feel that your face is a little thicker today, unlike the usual red ears in the past."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhen Zhen saw Xi Junjie's ears turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and suddenly burst into laughter. Xi Junjie became furious, dragged Zhen Zhen into an empty alley, hugged her in his arms, and kissed her deeply.

The boy's kiss was hot with a little jerky, and a little shy in his enthusiasm, he kissed Zhen Zhen's lips over and over again. Zhen Zhen couldn't help but put her arms around Xi Junjie's neck and tried to stand on tiptoe to respond to her kiss.

Xi Junjie pecked and kissed Zhen Zhen's lips again, contentedly, and hugged her in his arms. Zhen Zhen was lying in Xi Junjie's arms, scratching Xi Junjie's Adam's apple again and again with her fingers: "Why do I feel that you miss me so much."

"I just miss you so much." Xi Junjie lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead: "I haven't played alone with you for a long time."

"Are you asking me to come out to play?" Zhen Zhen raised her head and looked at him suspiciously: "Why do I feel like you want to spend an afternoon in this small alley."

"You saw it." Xi Junjie sighed regretfully, then he couldn't help but touch Zhen Zhen's hair with a smile: "Let's go, I'll take you to a fun place."

Zhen Zhen didn't pay attention, and was dragged by Xi Junjie and ran outside. The two ran to the bus stop, and before a bus came to a firm stand, Xi Junjie threw in the banknotes, and Zhen Zhen was at the end. Find a seat in a row.

The bus stopped at the Forbidden City, Xi Junjie went to buy a ticket, and walked into the Forbidden City with Zhen Zhen. On a winter afternoon, Nuo Da's palace was empty, and even the staff who came out to patrol from time to time stayed in the house, except for Xi Junjie and Zhen Zhen, who could not see a single person.

"The Forbidden City, the imperial palace of the past." Xi Junjie took off the schoolbag on his back, took out a camera, quickly opened the lens cover, and instantly pressed the shutter when Zhen Zhen had not recovered, and the blue sky and white clouds, thick and thick The snow, the towering palace and the smiling beauty are frozen in the film.

"Oh, I'm not ready, what if I take a picture that is ugly." Zhen Zhen wanted to see the film, but when she walked over, she remembered that it was an old-fashioned film camera, and you couldn't see the pictures instantly.

"Whoops, when a girl as beautiful as us Zhen Zhen still worries about being ugly?" Xi Junjie looked at the uncontrollable smile on Zhen Zhen's face, and slapped the skin on purpose: "Like I never worry about this problem. Well, there's no such thing as ugly."

Zhen Zhen's smile suddenly froze, she turned to look at Xi Junjie: "You mean you are prettier than me?"

"Isn't it?" Xi Junjie looked at her innocently: "Didn't you say that too?"

"I think your skin is itchy." Zhen Zhen crouched down three times and two times to form a snowball, and threw it towards Xi Junjie. As if his eyes were smashed, he smashed directly into the back of his head.

Seeing Xi Junjie being beaten, Zhen Zhen smiled and bent over: "I grew up in snowdrifts since I was a child, and I have never lost a snowball fight."

Xi Junjie took off his camera and backpack and put them aside, he stretched out his hand to form a snowball and threw it at Zhen Zhen. The two of you came and I ran on the square in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, one snowball after another shuttled around. Between the two, Xi Junjie was already covered with snowflakes after a while.

"Don't play anymore." Xi Junjie bent down and covered his knees, laughing out of breath: "Her Majesty the Queen is number one in the world, I admit defeat."

Zhen Zhen ran over with a smile, jumped onto Xi Junjie's back, and just put her arms around his neck, when Xi Junjie's legs softened, they both fell on the thick snow.

Wearing a thick enough down jacket, so lying on the snow doesn't feel cold, Zhen Zhen rested her head with one hand and pinched Xi Junjie's cheek: "Why did you fall down, do you think I'm heavy?"

"Yeah, yeah, have you eaten too much meat recently?" Xi Junjie smirked and rested on his palm, letting Zhen Zhen do whatever she wanted on her face.

Zhen Zhen made a ferocious expression, and both hands went up: "Do you want to say more?"

"Hahaha, Zhen Zhen, do you know that your expression is so cute?" Xi Junjie pulled out his hand and hugged Zhen Zhen's waist, Zhen Zhen lay down on Xi Junjie's body without taking precautions.

Eyes meet, the doting in Xi Junjie's eyes is like the sun in spring, wrapping Zhen Zhen from head to toe, warm and extremely reassuring.

"Why do you think you are fat." Xi Junjie hugged Zhen Zhen's waist tightly: "My goal in life is to make you fat."

"I won't get fat." Zhen Zhen patted Xi Junjie's hand that was wrapping around her waist, turned over and lay back on the snow, looking at the blue sky that was a bit dazzling, with a happy expression on the corner of Zhen Zhen's mouth. Smile: "Xi Junjie, do you like me very much?"

Xi Junjie held Zhen Zhen's hand and turned his head to look at Zhen Zhen: "No!" At the moment when Zhen Zhen was about to jump up, Xi Junjie calmly added: "I love you very much."

This sentence was like a magic spell, and instantly made Zhen Zhen's whole body soften. Although Xi Junjie's tone was very relaxed, Zhen Zhen saw in his eyes that he was serious, that he was persistent, that he was committed.

Under Xi Junjie's gaze, shyness appeared in his heart little by little, his cheeks were also filled with blush, Xi Junjie was about to speak, Zhen Zhen suddenly covered her face, and a sentence came out from between her fingernails: " Don't talk now, I'm shy."

"Hahaha..." Xi Junjie couldn't lie down laughing, he sat up and looked at Zhen Zhen who was curled up and covered his face: "How can you be so cute."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw someone coming in through the Taihe Gate: "Someone is coming, get up quickly."

When Zhen Zhen heard this, she couldn't be shy anymore, she jumped up from the snow and ran away. He ran back to get something, ran after Zhen Zhen while laughing, and stopped when no one could be seen.

Zhen Zhen's little face blushed against the palace wall, a string of ice skates hung in a row under the eaves, becoming more and more crystal clear under the sunlight. Zhen Zhen sat on the ground, one leg stretched and the other knee bent, looking at the palace in the distance, her eyes were a little empty and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Xi Junjie picked up the camera and chose a suitable angle to take a picture of Zhen Zhen's profile and the Forbidden City covered in white.

"Crack." The sound of pressing the shutter awakened Zhen Zhen, Zhen Zhen jumped up and patted the snow on her butt: "Is there a treasure exhibition here, I want to see it."

"Yes." Xi Junjie said immediately: "I remember that you took the course of ancient cultural relics as an elective, and it happened that I saw the real thing today to confirm what you have learned."

Zhen Zhen followed Xi Junjie towards the East Six Palaces: "Actually, I have quite a lot of antiques in my collection, I just want to see what I don't have."

The two often ran the train with their mouths full of jokes, but Xi Junjie didn't take it seriously, and led Zhen Zhen to the palace where antiques were displayed. The staff who had to sit on the side was jolted and stared at her cautiously for a long time, only to relax her vigilance when she saw that she was really only excited for the cultural relics and had no other thoughts.

Xi Junjie didn't study the cultural relics at all, he saw that Zhen Zhen's eyes were shining and he was about to leave the halazia, so he couldn't help but leaned over and looked at the bottle: "Is it so beautiful?"

"Of course, it looks better than you!" Zhen Zhen lay on the glass and couldn't bear to look away: "This is the unique "Cui Mao Blue" of Kangxi's blue and white, and it belongs to the crown of blue and white art in all dynasties."

Xi Junjie didn't listen to the latter sentence at all, and kept thinking about the former sentence in his mind. Maybe his future rival in love is not a man, but these antiques that are "prettier than himself"?