Shen Nanbao's eyes moved, holding the bowl of fragrant drink, and said with a smile: "I see that the Qingming Festival is coming soon, and I plan to make some paper kites so that I can put them away for an outing then. I also want to spend some time in my Rong Yuexuan Make a swing, so that you have nothing to do on weekdays, swing for a while, and take a look at the words planted in the yard in the air, maybe you will find something special."
This is a good idea.
You won't be bored in the boudoir.
Otherwise, they would be like those sisters in his family who have nothing to do all day long and only know how to intrigue and fight, which is really boring and very annoying.
Xie Yuanchang rubbed his chin, thoughtfully, "I'll also go back and ask my sisters to learn from it."
Shen Nanbao couldn't help laughing and put down the Xiangyinzi, "These crafts are all rough work. I might hurt the hands of my uncle's sisters. The gain outweighs the loss. It's better to just do the work. It's elegant, noble, and decent at the same time." . ”
It sounds like she is not a boudoir girl.
Xie Yuanchang doesn’t know yet.
However, Shen Wenzhuo had no choice but to feel at ease, and earnestly defended his sister's face, "Forget it, I have seen your sisters, they are usually spoiled and pampered, it's okay for them to embroider, but to do this..."
Shen Wenzhuo shook his head, "Are you trying to embarrass them by asking a clever woman to cook when you don't have rice?"
Xie Yuanchang was about to retort, but Shen Nanbao nodded and said with a smile, "There are thousands of people in the world, and each has his own strengths. For example, if you ask him to go to the market to make candy gongs, for example, he will do it." I’m just afraid of being stretched thin.”
Xie Yuanchang nodded repeatedly, "What the fourth sister said makes sense."
A change from his usual proud attitude.
Shen Wenzhuo watched, silently holding up the tea cup, lowering his eyes, seeing the tea soup reflecting his tangled eyebrows, as if he was being burned, he quickly lifted up the tea cup and stood up.
"Now that Fengyue has finished shopping, Qingzhi should have given me all the things I want. The comprador has returned home. I see it's getting late, so I have to go back."
Shen Nanbao nodded, "That's fine, I'll see everything in one day."
As she said this, she stood up and said gracefully, "If you don't go back, grandma will tell you."
Only Xie Yuanchang still had unfulfilled ideas.
He glanced at his friend and wanted to stop him, but found that there was no reason. He could only watch in despair as Shen Nanbao was helped by Feng Yue and leaned forward to board the carriage.
The delicate half of the face was exposed, and it quickly disappeared behind the dim afterglow and the snow-white soap gauze, like a sudden appearance.
Shen Wenzhuo lowered the curtain of the car and happened to see his classmate and friend standing at the door of Jingshui Building, looking like he was in a state of despair, and suddenly felt a little troubled in his heart.
Turning her head, she saw Shen Nanbao sitting on the side, the swaying soap yarn did not clearly show the expression on her face.
Shen Wenzhuo couldn't see anything, so he could only read his words, "Fourth sister, what do you think of that uncle?"
Shen Nanbao was a little confused and didn't understand why he asked such a question. He thought for a moment and replied thoughtfully: "He is a man who knows etiquette very well. If he is on good terms with the third brother, his character is also valuable."
An evaluation that is neither light nor serious is different from the overflowing praises of those pregnant girls.
Shen Wenzhuo felt reassured and changed the subject, "You just said you were going to make paper kites and swings, do you need help?"
Shen Nanbao shook his head, "Thank you third brother for your kindness, but I just did it to pass the time. If I ask for help, I will lose my original intention."
Shen Wenzhuo didn't force it, he just told her to start carefully and not to overdo it, which would weaken her strengths.
Shen Nanbao said hello, and then watched the carriage swaying into the side gate of Shen's mansion at Youshi.
The sound of rolling wheels is like stones thrown into the lake, creating ripples layer by layer. Then there is the silence of the willows brushing the water, and everything is silent.
It seemed that the two people's departure did not attract any special attention from anyone in the Shen family.
Without thinking much, Shen Wenzhuo entered the second door with Shen Nanbao and said goodbye.
Fengyue stepped into the dim red of the setting sun and looked back at Shen Wenzhuo's graceful back. Only then did she sigh, "Sister, you are right. This third young master is indeed different from others. It is good for him to take care of my sister." Yes, it’s sincere.”
This is a very strange thing.
Whether others treat you well or not depends on whether they are sincere or not. In fact, there are feelings in the heart.
However, sometimes, due to being blinded by some obsessions, we unconsciously deceive ourselves and others, which is why there are so many twists and turns in the story.
Shen Nanbao pursed his lips and smiled, "So, don't make decisions easily."
Fengyue nodded very teachably.
The two of them walked one behind the other, wearing the warm afterglow, and walked into Rong Yuexuan. When they saw a group of servants standing in front of the courtyard, she was stunned, "Is this the servant assigned to me by my grandmother?"
Mother Chen obeyed the order, rubbed her hands and stepped forward to salute, "These are all handpicked by the old lady. They are all the most reliable and capable among the servants. Miss Four, have you seen them?"
Shen Nanbao nodded and said hello, then asked, "Which one is Mrs. Wang?"
After saying this, the servants turned their heads side by side, but no one came forward to answer.
At this time, Mother Chen made a sad face and said, "To be honest with you, the fourth girl, I took Fengyue Girl's word myself, so I looked for it for the fourth girl, but I couldn't find it. I asked a little about the former The old man finally realized that Mrs. Wang was a ruthless person who actually stole the master's things and sold them, and was beaten fifty times by the mistress and sent out of the house."
This is like a bolt from the blue!
Fengyue's expression changed. She knew what her sister wanted from Mother Wang. It was not that she missed Miss Gu, but she wanted to get some information from Mother Wang.
Now that Mrs. Wang has been beaten fifty times, Fengyue doesn't believe it even if she says it was something she committed in the past!
After all, fifty-year-old is going to cost someone's life. How could Mother Chen not know about such a big thing after she has been in charge of the back room for so long?
He must have been ruthless these past few days!
But now even if they go to find Mother Wang again, they will just collect the body!
Feng Yue gritted her teeth with hatred, and looked at Shen Nanbao with great fear, "Sister..."
Shen Nanbao's face was not expressionless, but he still smiled and said to Mother Chen, "Thank you, Mother Chen, for asking this for me."
Mother Chen sighed, feeling a little sad, "It's also my fault that the chiropractor slave relied on the mistress's grace, but didn't care to serve her mistress, and had some evil thoughts that harmed herself. It has been said since ancient times that good and evil will not be rewarded. She must be selfish and it is her own fault. The fourth girl must not be hurt because of such a greedy person."
If there is no reward for good and evil, there will be selfishness in everything.
If you are so formal, there is nothing that these people can say.
Without the guidance of Mrs. Yin behind the scenes, a fool would laugh out loud!
Mrs. Yin!
Fengyue shuddered, a chill rising from the soles of her feet and running straight into her heart.
Old Mrs. Yin knows this, wouldn't it be...
Shen Nanbao seemed to have understood the meaning, and the corners of his pursed lips did not curve any more, and he sent Mother Chen away with drooped eyebrows.
The new servants, with unfamiliar faces, looked at the master they would serve in the future, with expressions of confusion and confusion.
But knowing people and faces but not hearts, who knows what thoughts are hidden under this skin.
Shen Nanbao dusted off his clothes and said in a cold voice, "It's a little late today. You guys need to settle down first. I'll come back to discipline you tomorrow."
Mostly for fear of causing harm to Chiyu, the servants did not dare to raise objections and almost immediately retreated after hearing the order.
When the crowd filed out and only the two of them were left, Feng Yue walked up with a basket in hand and a sad face, "Sister, what should we do?"
The previous joy seemed to have been wiped away by Mother Chen's words.
Everything is in disgrace now.
Feng Yue was a little worried, her fingers turned white when she squeezed them, "How about, sister, let's go back to Zhao's house."
If you live an ordinary life, you won't live in such a state of fear, extreme grievance, and a bleak future.
Shen Nanbao turned around and saw Feng Yue's twinkling eyes, and the beautiful eyebrows that were deeply furrowed just now slowly opened, showing a light joy.
"What are you thinking about? Cats can't get food out of their mouths, let alone tigers. Do you really want to fish Mother Wang out from under your grandmother's nose?"
Feng Yue looked at Shen Nanbao in shock.
How could this be sung?
Why does she feel that her sister can fall out of favor as quickly as turning the pages of a book?
He was obviously so depressed before!
But Shen Nanbao picked up his jacket, led her into the house, asked her to put the basket, and asked, "Did you buy everything I asked you to buy?"
Fengyue came back to her senses and nodded, her full of curiosity not delaying her worry at all.
"No matter what my sister's plan is, the matter about Mrs. Wang must have alerted the snake now. The old lady will probably pay more attention to Rong Yuexuan's every move. Sister, if you want to burn paper for Gu Xiaoniang during the Qingming Festival, you probably shouldn't. It works."
After saying this, Shen Nanbao took out the fire stick, lit the incense candle, and inserted it into the incense burner.
The weak candlelight illuminated Shen Nanbao's face with hidden meanings.
She looked at the rising smoke and said with a smile: "When should I burn my mother instead of burning her? Just today, even if grandma wants to say something about me, she has to find a reason, right?"
Although Feng Yue was used to hearing that there was something in her words, he still couldn't figure out what she was thinking.
After hesitating for a moment, Feng Yue let out a sigh and stepped out.
When I came back, the dusk was over and the twilight was closing. A gust of wind howled directly at Zhu Pavilion, causing a row of Qihu holes to open in the north.
Fengyue got up and went to join.
Shen Nanbao sat in front of the brazier, toasted the paper money on the incense candle and threw it into it.
The fire was only a tiny spark at first, then gradually became raging, and finally, supported by the wind, it soared up and bit people's faces.
Feng Yue was afraid that Shen Nanbao would be injured, so she turned her eyes and saw that Shen Nanbao's usually condensed eyes seemed to be watery from the smoke.
Feng Yue suddenly panicked and wanted to comfort her.
But Shen Nanbao closed his eyes, wiped away the tears with his hands, and said word by word, "The days are long, and I will settle the accounts with them slowly. I just hope that my mother will know what I want, and that my heart will not fall into the ditch!"
No matter how ignorant Feng Yue was, she realized something was wrong, "Them?"
Shen Nanbao turned his head, his clear eyes filled with tears, both fragile and stoic.
"I said, fifty taels for one person, it's worth it!"
