The arrow is like a meteor. It has missed the target successively. One arrow hits the red heart, and the other rarely deviates, leaving only one finger wide.

    Pei Xingzhi smiled and narrowed his eyes. The applause was thunderous. The people around him cheered generously. They witnessed a wonderful and exciting shooting competition.

    It''s a pity to deviate from the red heart 50 steps away, but it''s the result of a 10-year-old or nearly 11-year-old boy. It''s not easy. Whether it''s strength or accuracy, it makes people sigh that Pei Shuo is superior to the blue. However, Pei Shuo''s achievement is even more remarkable. He hit the red heart steadily. He hasn''t been weak for a few years. He can be called a marksman!

    "Worthy of being the eldest son of the founding Marquis, his son Xiao Fu can become a great talent in the future!" The teacher appreciated Pei Xingzhi''s achievements. Pei Shuo and Pei Xingzhi were taught with an open mind.

    Under the tree, Ying Niang stamped her feet and said, "Oh, what a pity, it''s almost!"

    A Yao jumped for joy, but due to Ying Niang''s presence and Pei Xingzhi''s powder, she didn''t like Pei Shuo very much and didn''t dare to jump up, but the smile on her face couldn''t be suppressed anyway.

    Ying Niang glanced at her and touched ah Yao''s shoulder: "go quickly. Look at you. His eyes are like the support cake you made. They are sticky and can''t be moved."

    "Aren''t you angry?" A Yao was surprised, "if you are angry, I won''t go there. I''ll calm down with you."

    "What nonsense? I have nothing to be sad about." Ying Niang smiled and scolded. She touched ah Yao''s shoulder and pointed to the archery field: "look at your peilang. Look at you."

    Looking along her green fingers, he met Pei Shuo''s eyes in the middle of the air. The young man was in high spirits, raised his bow to her, smiled and bent his eyebrows, and shouted across the air: "ah Yao, how was my performance just now?"

    "Great!" A Yao also shouted, revealing a unilateral dimple and waving to Pei Shuo.

    "Yi -" Ying Niang shook off her chicken skin and covered her eyes: "you hurry over. It seems that my eyes have been blinded. Pay attention to the influence. Those students don''t know what to say."

    A Yao opened her mouth and couldn''t say anything. When Ying Niang mentioned the outsider, she was a little alarmed and swept to the students next to Pei Shuo. They all surrounded Pei Shuo and Pei Xingzhi. They were noisy and didn''t notice her. Yao akimbo: "OK, flirt with me. I won''t tickle you."

    Ying Niang picked up her skirt and hid behind the tree.

    Pei Xingzhi invited Pei Shuo: "brother, a new foot shop selling wine has been opened in Lu''an lane. It tastes good. Go and try it. It''s a celebration for you."

    "How can you call me a good thing!"

    "Yes."

    The students nearby didn''t obey and shouted one after another. They had to treat the two Pei brothers who are in the limelight today. Spring is cold and chilly. They are warm by eating a bowl of wine. Moreover, at their age, they are not allowed to touch spirits at home. They have smelled it, but few are really allowed to drink. Wine is a compromise, which just meets their desire to taste fresh.

    "Brother, let''s go eat together, or who makes it for you?" Pei Xingzhi urged.

    Pei Shuo turned his head, his eyes flashed slightly, and lazily promised: "yes, Hengshu, class is over now. Let''s just go there now."

    Pei Xingzhi called friends and a group of students left the school field.

    When Pei Shuo left, he looked back at a Yao. They were playing under the tree. Then he left with them talking and laughing.

    Suddenly the air was quiet. Ah Yao and Ying Niang on the other side of the hillside were panting. They found that the water was quiet and the river was flying long ago. The grass under the railing nodded with the wind.

    "Where are they all going?" Ying Niang took a few steps forward and looked around.

    "Just now it seemed that I didn''t pay close attention to where they said they were going to play." Yao calmed down and took a good breath. "Let''s go back. Class is over early today. What are you going to do later?"

    Ying Niang thought for a moment and said, "that''s right. Shall we go to see makeup powder? After winter, the Hosta flower loses its fragrance, and the Hosta powder can no longer be used. I heard that huajianzhaixin has made a batch of pearl powder, which is made of cooked goose paste and sesame oil and rubbed on her face. I''m going to buy a box for Aung. OK, ah Yao, you go and have a look with me? "

    ……

    At Lu''an lane, Pei Shuo looked around with his back to his hand.

    Speaking of it, Lu''an lane is not far from Nanxun thatched cottage. Walking through three main streets and copying the path behind the banyan tree, you can smell a smell of wine from a distance. Close up, you can see a big umbrella at the entrance of the lane. Under the umbrella is a cart stall. The smell is floating out of one of the pots.

    Go to the end along Lu''an lane and go out to the street leading to the west market. There are a wide range of rouge gouache, Jinsheng silver hairpins and silk brocade sold there. Where are several famous time-honored brands.

    Lu''an lane is quiet. There is a low eyebrow and gentle singing from a pink wall and green tile courtyard. A peach blossom crosses the wall, with heavy petals on the branches and the wind blowing. What lifts the tip of the nose is not only the fragrance of peach blossoms in late spring, but also the fragrance of fat and powder.

    Pei Xingzhi seemed to be the leader of the trip. He arranged the seats for the students, said to the landlady who was cooking dumplings that everyone had a bowl, and greeted Pei Shuo deep in Lu''an Lane: "brother, come and sit down. What are you looking at?"

    "Nothing." When Pei Shuo spoke, his eyes fell into the boss''s pot again.

    "Can''t you say... Brother, you''re looking at Feiyan home?" Pei Xingzhi pretended to guess. The people at his table were curious and asked who Feiyan was. Pei Shuo''s eyes also glanced over and seemed to be interested in his words.

    He enjoyed the attention, and then said, "Feiyan lives in the house with red lanterns. She is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and Fu. Her sister Feixia is similar to our age and is familiar with the four books."

    "Can Feixia recite poetry against you?" But some people disagree.

    Pei Xingzhi: "their family appreciates talented people very much. From time to time, they hold poetry parties or tea parties and invite talented people to recite poetry against each other. Maybe they can get into the eyes of flying smoke and talk with her at night. I thought my eldest brother wanted to visit Feiyan''s house. "

    "If you don''t tell me, I really don''t know that there are crouching tigers, hidden dragons here. The second brother knows the talents of his daughter''s family like the back of his hand. It seems that he doesn''t visit less on weekdays." Pei Shuo retorted. He knew from the bottom of his heart that Lu''an lane was where famous prostitutes lived.

    Don''t let ah Yao know, or she will make trouble nine times out of ten. Well, she can''t ask for trouble.

    "Sneeze!" On the way, ah Yao sneezed. Who was muttering about me? She rubbed her nose, and then the strong smell of fat and powder poured in. Her nose itched and sneezed again.

    Ying Niang was concerned: "is the pollen here too fragrant? It''s good after this period. Huajianzhai is right ahead. "

    "Maybe so."

    The landlady steamed the glutinous rice in advance and mixed it with Jiuqu to make wine. The sugar and wine were boiled together. The air was sour, sweet and the smell of rice wine. This was what they smelled when they first came. When they came, they dropped small round balls, which were white and fat floating on the water. They were as white as jade, more like small snowballs pinched in winter.

    When the glutinous rice dumplings float, they can scoop them up and serve the bowl. Finally, the landlady needs to add a small spoonful of sugar osmanthus made last autumn. Jin guiwan floats on the surface of the wine dumplings like ginkgo falling in autumn, adding a bit of nobility to this bowl of home-made snacks all her life.

    Yuanzi has no stuffing. It is very small. It is soft and waxy. It doesn''t have much taste. It''s all seasoned with sweet wine and sweet osmanthus, but it''s not simply sweet and greasy. It''s also a little sour and wine.

    "It tastes good. Xingzhi, you chose a good place." Other people also feel good after eating. They don''t need to be advised by others and ask the landlady to serve another bowl.

    Pei Xingzhi narrowed his eyes like a fox and asked, "brother, do you like wine?"

    "Landlady, another bowl." Pei Shuo''s cry answered him.