Shen Nanbao was still walking at the end, silently following them out.
As soon as he lowered the bamboo curtain and stepped onto the verandah, Shen Nanyi turned around and looked at Shen Nanbao up and down. The more he looked at Shen Nanbao's lowered eyebrows and pretended to be obedient, the more he became angry when he remembered what happened before. .
But Shen Nanyi had just learned a lesson. Old Mrs. Yin still had some power, so she couldn't be as presumptuous as before. She just sneered, "Those who don't deserve to be on the stage are just doing servant jobs!"
After saying these words, Shen Nanyi held Ming Zheng, turned around the thorn peaches on the verandah, and disappeared from Shen Nanbao's eyes.
Shen Nanwan lowered her mouth and slowly stepped forward. Before her lips puckered, Shen Nanbao smiled and said, "Second sister, don't worry, eldest sister has always been like this. I'm used to it."
Shen Nanwan nodded, "As long as you can see it openly, I'm afraid you can't see it..."
Probably because he didn't want to say these disappointing words, Shen Nanwan shook his gold fan and smiled warmly, "Yesterday, when Yuan Ting came back, he asked me, what do you like? And when was your birthday? It can be seen that there are still people who like the fourth sister."
It can be seen that some people still like her.
If Shen Nanbao had difficulty recognizing people or understanding the tone of his voice, he would probably feel sorry for himself because his son would have been thrown into an alleyway by her words.
Shen Nanbao narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed for a moment, "Third brother has a kind and gentle nature. He just saw that I was acting awkwardly and not like everyone else. He remembered that I was not raised in the house before and felt pity for me. That's why he took so much care."
Shen Nanwan was stunned, "You are so outspoken, but you have a grudge in your heart after hearing what the eldest sister just said?"
Without waiting for Shen Nanbao's answer, she took Shen Nanbao's hand, patted it in her palm, and said very seriously: "Sister, those words were angry, and I didn't think much about it. Just like my grandmother said, we are all one family. Son, where can we tell the difference between you and me?"
Shen Nanbao lowered his eyebrows and muttered, "I know," "The second sister and the third brother are naturally kind and generous. As for the eldest sister..."
Shen Nanbao smiled and felt a little lonely, "Actually, when I think about it sometimes, I feel helpless that my eldest sister treats me like that. After all, I stepped in and messed up her life. It's natural for her to have prejudices in her heart."
Shen Nanwan pursed her lips, her tangled brows revealed a look of helplessness, and she could only pat Shen Nanbao's hand again, "You have been here for many days, and you have seen that my eldest sister has always been pampered. If you get used to it, your temper will inevitably be a bit bossy, but if you spend some time with her, she will accept you."
Shen Nanwan sighed sadly and squinted his eyes, "Why didn't you see that girl Feng Yue?"
"Grandma sent someone over yesterday. I asked Feng Yue to keep an eye on them and take care of the court."
As Shen Nanbao spoke, he closed his eyes for a moment. His thick black eyelashes were slightly shimmering, and the warm smile that slightly raised the corners of his mouth was so dazzling under the criss-crossing sunlight on the verandah.
Shen Nanwan's heart paused, and for some reason he suddenly remembered Yuan Ting's appearance yesterday when he was talking about his fourth sister in front of Rong Xiaoniang, and his eyebrows furrowed uncontrollably, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? You made me delay you for a while Son!"
Shen Nanbao smiled, "It doesn't matter, Fengyue has thought about it, so don't worry too much. Besides, only the second sister in the house is willing to talk to me, so I want to talk to the second sister more, and I am very happy in my heart. "
Shen Nanwan narrowed his eyes and his color changed for a moment, "When are you talking to me, when are you not talking? Why bother talking to my son right now?"
Seeing Shen Nanbao's confused look, Shen Nanyi lowered her gentle eyes and followed suit: "Although grandma rectified the servants some time ago and eliminated some disobedience, she always treated the symptoms rather than the root cause. These servants, from the very beginning, have the bad virtue of bullying the weak and fearing the strong! They will look at the person and status of the person who disciplines them, tailor their clothes and choose the dishes according to their needs. Just because you are a little girl, it is not good for you to have a young face. If you use harsh words and heavy hands, you will become disobedient to discipline and become more and more indulgent!"
Shen Nanyi smiled, "Although that girl Fengyue is sincere, she lacks the means and confidence. These gangrenes look at her face and she is too young to be harsh. I'm afraid she won't obey discipline! You still need to use it. As the fourth girl, go back and teach those servants a lesson."
Shen Nanbao smiled a little presumptuously, "Even though I am Fengyue, I don't have any means or confidence, but the second sister's words also reminded me that I should go back as soon as possible and give those servants a good beating."
After Shen Nanbao said this, he saluted Shen Nanwan and turned to leave. When she was about to pass by the moon cave door, she quietly looked back.
Shen Nanwan was still standing in the corridor, wearing a begonia-colored flowered tunic, fanning slowly, and her beautiful face was as deep as a cold pool in the flickering light.
Shen Nanbao looked back calmly, raised her skirt and was about to leave, but was suddenly caught by something. She lowered her eyes and saw that it was a branch slanting out from the side that was holding the hem of her skirt.
Although the skirt today was not new, Shen Nanbao had worn it for a long time and was reluctant to tear it apart. He then bent down to untie the flower branch.
After the shackles were released, Shen Nanbao stood up again. The figure in his peripheral vision had long disappeared, leaving only the autumn-scented tassels dangling in the air.
Shen Nanbao frowned, looked at the branches growing wildly, suddenly squatted down, put his hands on it and started to pull at it.
The branch was deeply rooted. Although I tried my best, I finally pulled it out, but it caused blood marks on my hands. When I returned to the house, Feng Yue saw it and asked in shock: "Sister, what did you do to be injured like this?"
In the flash of lightning, Feng Yue thought of what happened yesterday, and her face turned pale with worry, "It was yesterday..."
"Find a place to plant this lespedeza too."
Shen Nanbao patted it on Feng Yue's hand and interrupted her amid the busy crowd of servants.
Feng Yue looked at her hands, which were momentarily stained with fine soil, and said hesitantly: "Sister, if you have nothing to do, why are you going to pull out this lespedeza? This flower branch is full of thorns."
Shen Nanbao looked at the flowers and asked confusedly: "Are these flowers good-looking?"
Fengyue didn't know why, but she still nodded, "It's beautiful, but this flower is not outstanding, and those literati and poets don't like to write poems and poems to praise it."
Shen Nanbao's eyes were facing the light, shimmering like waves and as cold as water, "This is the reason for its alertness. If it lives too outstandingly, it will inevitably be cut off by roots and branches, and it will lose its gold and powder." On the contrary, wouldn’t it be better to live a mediocre life, hiding in a corner and not being known by others, with the end of the story and the end of the world?”
She spoke in an obscure and incomprehensible way. Fengyue listened with only a half-understanding. She grabbed the lespede and nodded in confusion, "Then go and plant it, slave."
Shen Nanbao raised his warm jade-like face and squinted at Qionglong.
The red sun has already risen in the sky, casting its warm spring rays, which fall on the crisp and tender walnut trees leaning in the corner of the yard and the soft branches covered with bamboos and yellow cicadas, reflecting the chirping of birds. A magnificent and sudden atmosphere.
Fengyue patted the soil and stepped forward, just like Shen Nanbao did, straightening her waist and taking in a panoramic view of the yard, then nodded and said proudly: "Look, how sloppy this yard was earlier, and how pleasant it is now. It shows that no matter what it is, it still needs people to manage it carefully.”
Fengyue's face was flushed red, and as her little mouth opened and closed, steam came out.
Shen Nanbao couldn't help but wipe her with a handkerchief, "I asked you to watch them, it's better for you to do it yourself."
Fengyue hurriedly took it, wiped it around, and said: "Sister, don't look at their nimble hands and feet, but their brains are not bright, and they can't do anything at all. The younger one couldn't understand it after saying it several times, so he had to do it himself Take action."
There was a warm wind blowing against his cheeks, carrying the fragrance of flowers. Shen Nanbao's sparse eyes slowly narrowed, "Is this so..."
"That's right!"
Fengyue Little Chicken nodded firmly as she pecked the rice, looked at the courtyard again, and sighed loudly, "But looking at these, there is no need to worry about those. But if you can, climb up the mountain and wander around, the beauty Liao, Shixiangjin, Manchu My dear, it would be better if you open two doors towards the sun and set up tables, stools and couches! In this way, you can see the scenery of Changchun at all times of the year and the eight festivals every day!"
Shen Nanbao turned his eyes, saw her longing look, and sneered, "You are quite good at enjoying it, and you don't even look at how much your sister and children have left."
Feng Yue scratched her head in shock, suddenly remembering that her hand had just been in the mud and was very dirty. She quickly patted her head a few times, lowered her hand, and gave her a toothy smile.
"Sister, don't you have something to look forward to? Mrs. Zhao often says that life will get better if you have something to look forward to."
The smiles remained the same as before, as if they were still in the Zhao Mansion, watching the flowing clouds every day, sitting and cooking a cup of tea, chatting with their grandparents to relieve their boredom.
But Shen Nanbao knew that since she came to Shen's Mansion, these things have long become a piece of good fortune, and she can only recall them.
The long eyelashes of Butterfly Wings drooped down, forming a shallow layer of shadow on Shen Nanbao's face, which suppressed his expression. "Although my grandmother is illiterate, she has a clear-minded and open-minded approach to things that others cannot match. That's why my uncle passed away earlier." , they can get out of such a tragic situation."
Most of the time I walked through it, so I took it easy.
That's why her sister was so influenced by what she saw and heard, that when she embarked on the road that would bring many winds and rains, she could be unfazed by honor and disgrace, and move forward indomitably in the dust-scattered wasteland of Aihong.
Feng Yue looked pitiful and pitiful, falling in Shen Nanbao's eyes, causing her to chuckle, patted the back of Feng Yu's head, and said with a sigh: "Don't force yourself to be sad about composing new words, your head is covered with dirt. Let’s go and clean up first, and after these servants have finished what they are doing, we will ask them to make swings and kites. Anyway, don’t leave them idle.”
Fengyue made a sound, and quickly covered the back of her head with her hands, "Are you very dirty?"
A pair of round eyes looked around, and his mouth couldn't help but pout, "Sister, why didn't you tell me earlier? I still want to show off in front of these servants! Now, let's just laugh at you. Got it!"
Feng Yue was annoyed, holding the back of her head and swearing, "The younger one will go and comb the comb first, and I will tell them to go down later."
When she saw Shen Nanbao nodding, Feng Yuefang ran down in a hurry.
Shen Nanbao looked from afar, and the corners of his raised lips suddenly dropped as he glanced at the busy servants in the yard. Then, he turned around and silently walked into the house abandoned by the spring light.
