"Miss, are you sure you don't want to come over and take a look?"
"What did you say?"
"Look at these gifts. There is a tradition in my hometown. It is best for the birthday gift to be opened by the birthday girl himself. This can bless the birthday girl's wishes and success in the new year." Cai Shou suggested.
"Let's wait another day." Su Guo'er replied casually without taking her eyes off the book.
Cai Shou tilted her little head, holding a stack of gift certificates in her hand, and walked twice more around the center of the room, which was filled with gift boxes, bottles, plates, and other gifts including a table and stool.
She suddenly stopped and turned around, clasping her hands behind her back, facing the back of the young lady beside the small coffee table in the corridor outside the door, and said with a serious look on her face:
"However, if the birthday boy is inconvenienced, it can be accommodated by asking a close and trusted person such as a personal maid to do it for him. It can still ensure that the birthday boy's wishes come true..."
"..." Su Bao'er.
The air became quiet.
"Your hometown has quite a lot of traditions." She chuckled.
"Well, it's quite a lot." Cai Shou nodded, with a serious face, and warned like a young adult: "Miss, I'd rather believe it or not!"
"You are a little girl. Now you talk to the master in a roundabout way. I can hear these little calculations at the door. Who did you learn this from?"
Su Guo'er curled her lips and shook her head. She turned over another page of the book with her green fingers and said without raising her head:
"Then follow the tradition of someone's hometown and ask my personal maid to help dismantle it."
Shixiao paused for a moment and continued, his tone a little careless:
"Pick two things you like and go, I'll give them to you."
"Ah, miss, this...how is this so embarrassing..."
Cai Shou, who was squirming on the spot with her hands behind her, opened her eyes wide and said with a bit of embarrassment. But the next second, she saw the beautiful figure outside the door frowning slightly and putting down the book as if to turn around. She turned around in seconds and rushed towards her in a flash. Make a gift to:
"Miss is the best, it's settled! I'll help you sort it out, take it apart and look at it, then sort it into categories, put the useful ones in the study, and put the unused ones in the attic..."
The face of the little maid with a bun face was a little happy.
While she was chattering, she picked up the birthday gifts on the table one by one and carried them upstairs with great pains.
In terms of subjective initiative, it is quite full.
I haven't been so diligent in a long time.
Su Guo'er shook her head, too lazy to pay attention to this stupid girl.
The first floor was quiet without the little maid with a bun face jumping around and making noise.
At a certain moment, Su Guoer's face was slightly distracted, and she murmured on her lips:
"All your wishes will come true, will everything go smoothly... I hope so... The old fortune teller from the Qing Dynasty also said the same thing after holding a shackle for divination, but how long has it been... Can that motto really come true? Or is it just for comfort? …”
The new rain has been slow to stop, and the afternoon time seems to slip by in a hurry if I doze off a little.
Just when a girl with plum blossom makeup downstairs was sighing alone in the empty court.
On the third floor of Meiyingzhai, in an elegantly decorated study room, Cai Shou buried his head in the pile of birthday gifts, and a white hand was pulling out a roll of mulberry paper from a long and narrow wooden box.
Cai Shou wiped the sweat from her forehead, stood up, and walked towards her lady's desk.
As she walked, she lowered her head and looked at the roll of mulberry paper in her hand that seemed to be a manuscript, and muttered curiously on her little face:
"Well, I finally found it. Is this the calligraphy treasure given by Mr. Ouyang?
"But why are we using the paper box from Juxian Garden? Isn't this mulberry paper used by Dalang to practice calligraphy? I purchased dozens of knives from Hongzhou but haven't used it up yet. I can't sell it here in Longcheng." .
"Hey, Mr. Ouyang, this gift you gave is too disrespectful. Is it really just a simple gift?
"Apparently, Dalang should have packaged this for you and forwarded it to you."
Cai Shou walked to the table, sighed and shook her head:
"No wonder Miss always ignores you and is not interested. No matter how much I mention it, it's no use. Well, Miss seems to be not interested in all men.
"However, if you look at the birthday gifts given by others, the boxes are so exquisite that people don't want to open them.
"It seems that Mr. Ouyang is not very good at coaxing women. Hehe Bai is so handsome. If it were me, I would not be able to deceive the hearts of many young ladies..."
Cai Shou, who had read too many books and comics in bed at night, shook her head and put the roll of mulberry paper on the table.
She casually took the gift certificate, glanced at the row of familiar names, and muttered:
"Come back and say goodbye? What are you talking about..."
The mulberry paper was spread out by her little hands.
The paper is nine and a half inches wide and one foot and eight minutes long.
When you enter the eye, the paper is densely packed with Qingyi regular script.
However, in the eyes of Cai Shou, who is illiterate, it is like a tadpole swimming in a lake. If you look at it for a long time, you will get dizzy.
"There are no pictures? Well, forget it." His tone was a little disappointed.
Cai Shou opened her eyes wide and persisted for three seconds, then shrank her head, no longer embarrassed herself, casually re-rolled the mulberry paper and put it away.
However, she did not throw it aside. Instead, she put it back into the wooden box and placed it at hand, as if ready to take it away.
"Return the umbrella another day, I can say more... Young Master, your article is really good, it makes the little girl enlightened... By the way, men should all like to be praised by women, um, that's how big men are, I can That’s quite a compliment…”
While thinking about it, Cai Shou immersed herself in the pile of gift boxes again, and finally picked out a fan from an exquisite gift box.
The fan surface is woven with tapestry, and there are ink lines on it to outline a silk fan painting. In the painting, there are beautiful and graceful court ladies, wearing cool clothes that make Cai Shou even blush slightly and look away in a deceptive way.
"It's too immoral, I'd better keep it for the young lady."
The bun-faced maid nodded critically and put it away.
The lady said she could pick two items and go.
Cai Shou immediately tidied up the study room and stored the birthday gifts in categories.
Some famous calligraphy and paintings or unique calligraphy works that the lady may like or be interested in are placed on the bookshelf or beside the desk.
As for other expensive bottles, plates, gold, silver and jewelry, they were all put away in the attic on the top floor.
The afternoon passed in a flash, and Cai Shou finally finished cleaning up.
However, when she was just sorting out the bookshelf, she accidentally discovered something rather strange.
"When did Miss ask for the fortune sign? Could this color be the marriage fortune sign?"
Cai Shou curiously looked at the bamboo stick wrapped in red paper in her hand. She found it between the pages of a thick book that she had knocked over when she had just packed up the bookshelf.
This thick book also contains many maple leaf bookmarks and essay notes. It seems to be a special book for the owner of the study to keep stuff around.
This bamboo stick wrapped in red paper looks quite new. It must have been inserted recently. Judging from the folds, it seems that it has never been opened.
"Miss's marriage sign? When did you ask for it? Miss actually cares about marriage? Why can't you see it normally? Could it be^"
Cai Shou stood by the bookshelf and whispered, then her face showed a little excitement, "Hey, let me take a look."
But this time.
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly a cold voice came from behind.
Cai Shou's shoulders trembled in fright, and the thick book fell to her feet. She hurriedly bent down to pick it up, stuffing bamboo sticks and bookmarks back inside. However, just halfway through, Su Bao'er snatched it away. go.
"Miss, why are you up here? Miss, why is there no sound when walking?"
Cai Shou whispered.
"If you don't come, are you going to turn my study upside down?"
Su Guo'er held the book in her arms and pouted.
Cai Shou smiled and stopped talking. She looked down and saw her young lady stepping on the soft Persian carpet in the room with her bare white and tender feet.
Cai Shou was not surprised by her young lady's bare feet in the boudoir.
"Miss, the gifts are all sorted, and the gift certificates are on the table. By the way, it seems that there is still something to do in the afternoon, so I... I will go down first."
Cai Shou looked around, made an excuse casually, took the wooden box and fan with her and left the study in small steps, and fled.
Su Guo'er turned her back to the door and didn't look back. She stood by the bookshelf and shook her head gently, too lazy to teach this stupid girl a lesson.
She glanced down.
Immediately, the thick books were stuffed back into the bookshelf.
The bamboo sticks wrapped in red paper were also thrown into the wastebasket next to the desk.
After cleaning up, Su Guoer put the collection of Tao Qian's poems in her arms back on the bookshelf. She then pulled out a new collection of poems from somewhere on the bookshelf with her fingers. She turned around, barefooted, walked back to the desk and sat down, looking down at the pages. look.
That was the red sign of marriage that Xie Lingjiang asked for out of nowhere for her, and gave it to her when they were chatting on the rooftop that night. Su Guoer was not too interested in these, and had just stuffed them into the thick book.
As a result, this girl Cai Shou almost saw her, and she would definitely start talking nonsense again. This was less embarrassing, but more troublesome to explain, especially if her parents misunderstood...
Su Guo'er was quite annoyed with Sister Xie who was meddling in other people's business and asking for her signature.
Behind the desk, Su Baoer rubbed the center of his brow with his fingertips to clear away all the distracting thoughts.
She flipped through the book with her fingers, and from the corner of her eye, she occasionally caught a glimpse of an open gift book next to her, placed on the table, as if some little maid with a cheeky face had opened it and forgotten to put it away.
She glanced over and stretched out her hand, ready to close it.
But the next second.
The woman at the desk seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.
A plain hand paused above the gift fold.
Hover.
If the evening wind hadn't blown open the double windows, causing the rice paper and the folded paper pages on the desk to flutter and turn, one would have almost mistakenly thought that the desk was a still and frozen scene.
Until there was a "bang" and the sound of fleshy palms slapping the table.
As if turning from stillness, Su Guo'er dropped her palms eagerly, stopping the page turning of the Li Zhezi and fixing it on the original page.
Two trembling fingers pressed firmly on a certain line of small regular script characters on the page.
The slightly scattered black hair on the forehead of the girl with plum blossom makeup fell to the table, because her eyes, leaning forward, were almost attached to this line of text, extremely close.
Su Guo'er lowered her head, her hanging black hair temporarily covering her beautiful face, leaving only her stunned murmur:
"Go back... come to say goodbye? Ouyang... Lianghan!"
…
It’s a bit short, but I’m so tired. It’s almost five o’clock. Xiaorong will take a nap first and then get up and continue coding!
(End of chapter)
