Stab...a broken sound.
Hearing this harsh sound, Lin Daiyu, who was already blushing and shy, swallowed what she was about to say. On the other hand, Zi Juan was anxious next to her. The girl was still a sister who had not yet left the court. How could she happen to see such a scene.
He deceived himself and hissed, telling Ying'er to keep quiet.
After walking up the corridor, he gently held the stubborn Miss Lin's hand and whispered: "Girl, it's time for us to go back."
Lin Daiyu looked at Yinger in front of her. It was only then that I saw clearly that she was not wearing an ordinary singlet. She was wearing a silver striped gauze shirt on top and close-colored thin gauze pants on the bottom.
The gauze is transparent and cool. If you look closely at the light, you can still see the scenery inside.
When several people outside saw him, the smell of dust made them all bow their heads in shame and dare not look directly.
Daiyu was the only one who was annoyed, ashamed, and even more angry. Are you secretly thinking that Brother Rong is so greedy and fun? Seeing the strange color in Ying'er's pants, she couldn't help but feel annoyed and blame herself, Brother Rong...
Ying'er looked at her and suddenly woke up.
Why is the hall outside closed?
Although there are no other men passing by in the inner house of Dongfu now, if his wife Youshi or the maid next to Youshi takes a look, wouldn't it damage the impression of himself and Grandma Bao at Youshi's place.
He hurriedly hid behind the door, slightly covering his upper and lower body parts.
"Girl, do you want to talk to Grandma about something?" Ying'er shyly made a guest appearance as the maid in Grandma Rong's courtyard.
Daiyu hummed and replied. "I couldn't sleep due to the noise at night, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect it to be so lively here. If I had known, I wouldn't have come."
Ying'er has nothing to say.
At this moment, I remembered Uncle Xiao Rong's unique and strange ditty.
Just listen to the proud singing.
"I love you...the tattered clothes, but dare to block the gun of fate..."
"Fight? Fight! To the whimpering and roaring in the dark night... ow ow ow!"
Some people were silent and some changed their expressions.
Lin Daiyu took another look at Ying'er's appearance, snorted, and stormed away on the steps of the corridor.
Ying'er was so embarrassed that she was speechless. When she saw Miss Lin coming out of the yard, she impatiently scolded the maid outside.
"Why don't you close the hall yet? Look at the good things you have done."
A gust of cold wind swept into the house, blowing up the silver gauze on Ying'er's body, making her feel chilly.
With a slight groan, he asked the maids to rush for hot water and then closed the door.
Baochai was already calling in the room, and he hurriedly brought warm water and ice cubes from the outer room and passed them through the curtain.
It was once recorded that Zhu Shengren said that among the women in the Song Dynasty who were good at writing, Li Yian and Mrs. Wei were the only ones. Li Yi'an Qingzhao is a talented woman, and Mrs. Wei is also talented and sophisticated. But there was another famous woman at that time, Zhu Shuzhen, a lay scholar in Youqi.
The Shuzhen family wrote many poems about this day and this scene hundreds of years ago.
"The orioles' tongues are clever in the clear weather, and the flower branches are especially beautiful in the rain."
"Wanwanwan, the new year and the new moon are hooked with cold jade. Hooked with cold jade, the phoenix shoes are small, and the green eyebrows are frowned."
"It's good that the wind is gentle and the sun is warm, but it's worse than the orioles and swallows."
That night, Lin Daiyu also chanted Zhu Shuzhen's famous poem.
"Walking and sitting alone, singing alone and sleeping alone. Standing there makes me sad, helpless and cold, touching people. Who can see this feeling, tears will wash away half of the makeup. I still feel sick and sick, and I can't dream of removing the cold lamp."
"The flowers on the branches are blooming, and the wind and rain will rush them. I wish to teach the Qing Emperor to always be the master, and don't send people to light green moss."
The night passed.
Some people have messy hair and hair, and in some rooms they feel more humane. In some places, the water is cold and cold, and in some courtyards they feel no one cares about them.
Some people sleep peacefully and naturally, while others lie tossing and turning.
The little girl had complex thoughts, a few thoughts came to her mind, and she was ashamed and resentful. He claimed that he was not a complicit person, so he summoned his maid Zijuan to talk at night.
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman's face turned red.
"I won't do anything that would disgrace the festival."
Our ladies are the most observant of etiquette. She is not the same as the uneducated Lazi, let alone the shopkeeper who just runs the business.
There was a lot of drama, and Daiyu was so embarrassed that she said in a hurry to Zijuan: "If you talk about this anymore, I'll go to my ancestor tomorrow to get rid of you."
Zijuan saw Daiyu's expression of interest and secretly snickered and stopped joking.
Daiyu gently rubbed her belly, thinking while relieving the physical discomfort caused by the special day.
Wait until the sun is blazing at noon.
Uncle Xiao Rong was being summoned by his wife Youshi to lecture him.
"I told you about those rules a long time ago, but you have thrown them away. My one-year-old brother is very weak, so what are you going to do if you go to him? If you want to hurt him, you have to pay close attention to the skin all over your body."
Brother Rong looked at him with a sly look.
He heard Grandma Zhu explaining to him next to him. "Sister-in-law, don't blame him. Ronger is also planning to leave Beijing in a few days and is reluctant to leave the children at home. Let's take advantage of this opportunity to get closer, so that when the time comes, brother will not know how to call Ronger again when he sees her again. .”
You must speak for him. Youshi grunted quietly in her heart, not blaming her anymore.
"It's not that you are not allowed to lead your eldest brother to play, you also have to have a measure in your mind. How can such a big child crawl on the ground? How can you compensate me for being a grandson? What kind of mess he got into, what kind of insects he got. "
Forehead……
"Ma'am, you are serious." Brother Rong replied sarcastically. I thought to myself that I had worked hard all night last night, so I could probably win one or two.
"Did I speak too harshly? I think I spoke lightly. You don't know the pros and cons." You said angrily, remembering the quarrel between Rong'er and them in Qin's room yesterday. His face turned darker, "Have you drank the tonic I asked Ling'er to prepare for you this morning? It's so ridiculous... If you don't know how to restrain yourself, you will lose your health soon. How are so many young grandmothers going to live their lives?"
Although Mrs. You was talking about Brother Rong, Ms. Li, the eldest lady next to her, heard this and felt that she was being alluded to.
After looking at Youshi's face, you suddenly realized that Youshi was also a miserable woman.
They are all young and widowed, and what is even worse is that Grandma Zhu does not have a biological son. However, Youshi also has advantages in comparison. Youshi's nominal child is now prosperous and has given birth to the next generation of brothers.
Silently reciting the words "How does a young grandma live her life?", the palace judge's eyes slowly became angry, and the hand holding Youshi couldn't help but feel hot.
Both sympathetic and dry-mouthed.
I heard Brother Rong timidly reply: "I've finished the medicine sent by Ling'er."
Jia Rong secretly wondered how his wife knew what happened last night. He looked embarrassed for a moment, and felt a little embarrassed when the palace judge stared at him so hotly.
How can anyone talk about family secrets in front of outsiders? Even if they are not outsiders, this matter cannot be discussed in front of the palace judge.
Youshi snorted angrily: "I will call Feng Lazi to talk to your wife later in the afternoon. They don't understand that too much is too little? They will rely on you for everything, even grandma's face."
The palace judge came to the rescue in time.
"You don't understand the temperament of girls. They are so affectionate and loyal that they don't want to leave Ronger. They promise and bear everything. They just want to leave the most beautiful, best and unforgettable memory for their sweetheart. But you can't blame, It only takes a few days to count, let them leave it up to them."
It turns out that you came east early in the morning with the same idea. Youshi glanced at Lishi lightly, no wonder Shouzai didn't want to leave.
"I'm not the mother who raised him, so I can't care about these things." Youshi thought about the miscellaneous thoughts and complained: "You are all good for him, and I won't care about it in the future. I will live with my grandson without adulteration. Something about you."
The atmosphere in the room gradually cooled down.
Li Gongcai was shallow-skinned and could hear the meaning in Youshi's words. Mrs. Dongfu was not only scolding Brother Rong and Feng Lazi, but she was also scolding Li Gongcai.
Brother Rong, on the other hand, was thick-skinned. When he saw Youshi being angry, he squatted down with a playful smile. Pulling on Youshi's creamy fingers with both hands, "Madam..."
PS: Today’s two chapters took a long time to write, especially this chapter, which was really the result of revisions and revisions. More tomorrow
