When Yan Chi returned to the mansion the next day, he started to have a high fever. The servant girls hurriedly boiled medicine for him and went to the west of the city to find a doctor. Yan's mansion was even more lively than New Year's Eve in a while.
Song Jinshu couldn't help, and he couldn't go to Yan Chi's room and stand in the way of the maids taking care of him. Standing outside the door, he heard Yan Chi complaining to the maids that he wanted to eat buns, and he hurried to the kitchen.
There were still twelve taels of flour left over from making noodles last time. Song Jinshu was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron. The cook offered to help several times, but Song Jinshu shook his head and refused.
When Yan Cheng came to find him, Song Jinshu was making buns. Five round, white fat buns were placed on a plate. The tip of Song Jinshu's nose and face were covered with flour, looking like a greedy cat.
"Are you cooking for big brother?"
Standing behind Song Jinshu, Yan Cheng saw that he hadn't noticed him for a long time, so he expressed his existence with some taste.
Song Jinshu was startled and turned his head abruptly, almost colliding with Yan Cheng.
He put the buns into the steamer, and rubbed the itchy left cheek with the back of his hand, not only did not wipe off the stains on his face but half of his face was now stained with flour.
Yan Cheng resisted the desire to laugh, reached out and gently wiped the flour off Song Jinshu's face with his fingertips, and smoothed his hair.
"There is a market outside the city gate at night, do you want to see it?"
Song Jinshu's eyes lit up, and he was about to nod, but he restrained himself abruptly, raised his eyes to secretly look at Yan Cheng's expression, and when he confirmed that the other party was really not playing with him, he shook his little head vigorously.
He hadn't been to the market in the capital city yet. Last year during the Lantern Festival, he followed his father to the Yan Mansion to meet Mr. Yan. Song Jinshu was dazzled by all kinds of strange things in the market.
It's a pity that Dad didn't take him to stay in the capital for a few more days, and after hastily discussing their marriage, he took him back to the countryside.
When he came to the capital again, he got married into the Yan family after his father passed away. He had to do more things every day than the maidservant, not to mention going to the market, even stepping out of Yan's mansion was a rare thing.
Yan Cheng said he would take him to the market, Song Jinshu was so happy that he didn't even have any fear, and sent the steamed buns to Yan Chi's room, and after hearing Yan Chi say a few words, Song Jinshu trotted back to himself The courtyard where Yan Cheng lived.
Yan Cheng looked at Song Jinshu, who was running towards him out of breath, his eyes were as bright as the moon, and felt sore, he took his hand and walked into the house.
He never thought that Song Jinshu would be locked in the house all day long, whether he would be happy or not. It wasn't until today that he realized that Song Jinshu might have always wanted to go out and have a look at the scenery outside the mansion.
After Yan Cheng was reborn, he asked his buddies in the cloth village to prepare clothes according to Song Jinshu's figure. He owed too much, and the most direct compensation he could think of was to gift clothes for Song Jinshu all year round.
Looking at Song Jinshu, wrapped into a ball by himself and only showing a pair of deer-like eyes, Yan Cheng couldn't help biting the tip of his nose lightly.
"What!"
Song Jinshu was frightened, covered his nose, and widened his eyes, silently accusing Yan Cheng of his behavior just now.
Yan Cheng's stomach felt hot when he saw him, and he quickly took his hand and walked out of the mansion.
Walking out of the front hall and seeing Yingbi cleaning the snow in the front yard, Song Jinshu subconsciously hid behind Yan Cheng when he met her jealous and disgusted eyes.
Yan Cheng pulled Song Jinshu to stop in front of Yingbi, waited for Yingbi to salute shyly, and called out "Second Master, Young Master", and then pulled Song Jinshu who wanted to bury his head contentedly. Out of the mansion.
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