Chapter 213: Fragrance

Chen Afu knew that Miss Chu would be sad today, so he didn't let Jin Yanzi go out. Jin Yanzi hung on Chen Afu's arm and sang a song in the most gentle voice.

The song attracted Chu Hanyan from her sorrow of parting. Through the curtain of tears, she saw Jin Yanzi's curved mouth corners and blinked her little green eyes at her. She actually smiled with tears in her eyes, "The birds are smiling, Jin Bao is smiling."

Chen Afu kissed her pretty face again and smiled, "Yes. Sister still has Jin Bao to accompany her, so she won't be lonely. In a blink of an eye, it was afternoon, and Da Bao came back."

Although there is only this one formal student now, there are still a few auditors, and there is also the Animal House to fill the number, so Chen Afu's classes have not been reduced.

However, the little girl's mood is always not very high. When Da Bao came back at the end of the afternoon, she really became happy.

Starting tonight, A Lu should go back to Lu Garden to rest, and Da Bao slept on the Luohan bed in the hall of the upper room again. According to Chen Afu's thoughts, such a young child should have a small bed in the bedroom for Dabao to sleep. But the ancients insisted that they were not siblings after all, so they should live in separate rooms.

Before going to bed, Chen Afu sat on the bed, hugged one of them in each hand and told them stories. Yan'er would fall asleep first, and then he asked the maid to carry the sleepy Dabao to sleep.

Chen Afu got up and went to the small study to work. She wanted to draw a few "comic books".

In a blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed. The watermelon seedlings that Chen Afu and Zeng Laotou had grown together had sprouted. They asked the farmhands to plant the seedlings in the five mu of watermelon field in the north of the garden, the half-acre of land between Luyuan and Fuyuan, and the half-acre of land in Luyuan. As for the watermelon seedlings in the eighty mu of land in Wangshan Village, Chen Afu only provided the soaked seeds. The amount of seedlings was too large, so Xue Dagui took the seeds to Lin Laotou and asked the tenants there to grow the seedlings.

Chen Afu and Chen Ming hired two farmhands to take care of the watermelon field and Chen Ming's three acres of wheat field. Chen Ye was also frightened by Hu's incident and his health has been poor. Chen Ming was embarrassed to let the eldest wife plant the three acres of land at home. It's just that the harvest is coming soon. Although the farmhands will be left to do the rest of the time, he still promised to give the eldest wife so much food after the wheat is harvested.

On the evening of March 29th, the spring breeze was warm, the sky was full of colorful clouds, and the large and large clouds of fire were gorgeous.

Chen Afu sat in front of the potted flowers and carefully cut the flowers. There are more than a dozen pots of roses planted at home. Because Chen Afu watered them with "swallow manure", they grew very well, with large and gorgeous flowers and rich fragrance.

She cut a few pink, red and yellow flowers, and the buds had just opened, wrapped the flowers, and were as tender as a baby's fist. There are no baby's breath in this world. There are a lot of leaves left on the branches, so it looks good in the vase.

Yan'er sat aside and watched, wanting to take it but afraid of pricking her hand, she was quite conflicted.

Dabao was playing with Zhuifeng, Qiqi, Huihui and Jin'er in the yard. Jin'er was a ten-color sparrow, and because of the presence of the golden swallow, she was often let out and put in a cage at night.

The yard was particularly lively today, and the golden swallow invited its younger brothers and sisters to come. There were many of them standing densely on the roof and branches, chirping.

Chu Lingxuan knocked on the door of the yard and saw such a beautiful, warm and vibrant scene.

Chu Hanchu saw that her father had returned, and she stood up happily and rushed to him, shouting, "Daddy, daddy, you haven't been home for a long time, and I miss you so much that I want to cry."

She was wearing a small spring-colored skirt, like a kingfisher, light and cheerful, and rushed into Chu Lingxuan's arms.

Chu Lingxuan laughed so loudly that he picked her up and said, "Don't cry, my daughter. Daddy will come to see you as soon as he finishes his work."

Chu Hanyan hugged his neck and kissed him twice. Chu Lingxuan was used to his daughter's affection, so he smiled and kissed her twice in return.

Dabao saw this and came over to greet him, "Hello, Uncle Chu."

Chu Lingxuan held Chu Hanyan in one hand and stretched out the other hand to him. Dabao quickly handed his little hand over. The warm and thick big hand wrapped around his little hand, which was a very different feeling. He liked this feeling.

Qiqi and Huihui also greeted Chu Lingxuan, but one called him "Daddy" and the other called him "Uncle", which made him laugh again.

Chen Afu stood up, bent his knees and smiled, "Master Chu is back."

Chu Lingxuan walked to stand in front of her. He was wearing a moon-white gown, and his black hair was wet and draped down. The fragrance of putty that had just been washed was particularly strong. Coupled with the smile on the corners of his lips, shrouded in the sunset, he looked soft and warm.

He smiled and said, "I went out for a while. Miss Afu has worked hard." After a pause, he said, "Uh, I haven't eaten yet. I'm hungry."

"Oh... Oh, what does Lord Chu want to eat? I'll make it now." Chen Afu said.

Before Chu Lingxuan spoke, Dabao said first, "The chicken sauce wontons we ate tonight are very delicious."

This was strongly supported by Miss Chu, and she nodded and said, "Daddy, the wontons made by auntie are so fragrant."

Chu Lingxuan smiled, "Okay, then let's eat wontons."

Chen Afu called Aunt Zeng to the kitchen to work. Fortunately, there was still a small piece of meat left, which was saved for making dumplings tomorrow. There is no refrigerator in this world. Except for pickled meat, people generally don't buy extra meat and keep it.

There was chicken soup in the pot, and Chunyue was asked to go to the backyard of Luyuan to pull a few chives.

There was no place to grow vegetables in Fuyuan, and the vegetable plot in the backyard of Luyuan was almost entirely planted with watermelons, with only a small ridge left for growing chives. They still went to the vegetable plot at the entrance of the village to pick vegetables.

In a short time, a large bowl of chicken wontons was ready, sprinkled with a few chopped green onions, and the fragrance spread far away.

Chu Lingxuan had already sat down at the table in the restaurant, and the two children sat with him.

Chen Afu walked to Chu Lingxuan's side, put the wontons on the tray in front of him, and said with a smile, "Master Chu, please."

Even though the wontons were fragrant, Chu Lingxuan still distinguished the special fragrance of Chen Afu, which was only felt after he had contact with Chen Afu many times. Although the fragrance was so faint that it was almost inaudible, it was beautiful and quiet, better than the most fragrant flowers or dew in the world. He hadn't smelled this fragrance for more than 20 days, and he missed it badly. He just took a deep breath, she put down the bowl and left, and the faint fragrance dissipated with it.

The light purple figure had taken off the heavy cotton robe, looking more slender and light. She went to the yard and continued to sit there pruning rose branches. The sunset glow was even stronger, adding a layer of rouge to her beautiful face. She was as beautiful as a fairy in the Moon Palace.

Chu Lingxuan was stunned.

Dabao on the side reminded, "Uncle Chu, aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat wontons?"

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