For a moment, the cloth bag stood out.
He was very sure that it belonged to Tang Xiaowan and contained a huanghuali statue.
Seeing how excited Li Zishen was, Chen Ma quickly put down the tray, held up the bag and said, "Master, this is..."
"Has Xiaowan been looking for you? When? Did she say anything? Did she say when she would come back? Where is she now? What did she have for dinner? Is it okay..."
Mother Chen: "?"
Hey, the young master is not possessed by a demon, is he?
I hope Ms. Tang will come back soon!
Li Zishen was really too impatient and didn't give anyone a chance to speak. He didn't stop asking questions until he saw Mrs. Chen shaking her head.
"Master, it's not Xiaowan, it's Wang Meijuan. She came here just now and asked me to give this to the master. She said it was a scratch on the portrait. Miss Tang has already repaired it and asked the master to put it away."
"Oh, it's not Xiaowan."
Li Zishen stuffed the wooden piglet into his trouser pocket and slowly took the bag. Although he felt a little disappointed, fortunately the thing was for him.
This can be considered a kind of comfort!
"That kid is also brave. He came here so late. I asked Xiao Liu to deliver it when I went back."
Li Zishen nodded, indicating that Chen Ma did the right thing.
After all, it was not safe for a girl to walk at night. If something happened again, Tang Xiaowan would have to eat him alive when he came back.
After a moment of pause, Chen Ma was about to open her mouth to comfort her, but Li Zishen suddenly smiled.
The bag was held tightly in his hand.
It was still made of cotton and linen, and the events of that day could not help but reappear in Li Zishen's mind.
He actually thought it was a love token given by Leng Lingxiao, and became so angry that he even kicked Wang Meijuan out in front of Tang Xiaowan.
It turned out that it was not a statuette specially carved for him by Tang Xiaowan, and he was still wearing a suit.
"It's so fast, everything has been repaired! It turns out that Xiaowan still remembers what happened that day. It's really difficult for her. She must have stayed up at night and kicked her out now, absolutely."
"Master... don't you want to take a look?"
"Look, of course I have to look, I have to look."
Li Zishen's hands were trembling when he opened the bag, and his eyes were red.
This feeling is like the day of the night attack on the plum garden.
When Tang Xiaowan's bloody dress was held in his hands, he felt indescribable pain and heavy weight, and he blamed himself for not discovering the abnormality earlier.
If Tang Xiaowan had been forcibly brought to Jincheng after the death of the Tang family's grandmother, whether she was willing or not, maybe nothing would happen next.
"This is the young master, he's really well carved!"
"Well, it's me."
Li Zishen touched it carefully, his eyes full of tenderness.
Immediately, he took out the wooden piglet sculptures from his trouser pocket and held one in each hand, as if he was looking at the priceless treasure.
Mother Chen was very touched by this situation!
"At first, I thought that the root carvings and stone carvings that you moved from Meiyuan last weekend... were all bought now. After all, Miss Tang destroyed a lot of... the young master's collection. Later I found out that they were all carved by Miss Tang. Yes, it’s great!”
"She knows a lot of things, not just carving. She's just too naughty and always likes..."
Li Zishen couldn't continue speaking in the middle of his words. Seeing this, Chen Ma quickly took the supper out of the tray and put it on the small round table.
"Master, please eat some. These are Xiao Wan's favorites. They actually taste pretty good."
After saying that, Chen Ma quickly left the room.
She knew that at this moment, Li Zishen must want to be alone for a while, quietly tasting Tang Xiaowan's favorite lean meat porridge, fried eggs, and shredded white radish, and did not want to be disturbed.
…
Two o'clock in the morning, Plum Garden.
Tang Xiaowan appeared in Qingcheng Meiyuan wearing a jacket, followed closely by the housekeeper Lao Li.
Both of them walked quickly and looked solemn.
From Jincheng Liyuan to Qingchengmeiyuan, they ran all the way. Old Li didn't even dare to ask a question along the way, thinking that something big must have happened over there in Jincheng, otherwise the little master wouldn't have suddenly called and asked him to go ahead. Go to the reception.
"Miss, are you hungry? The kitchen..."
"Go and rest, I'm not hungry."
"Yes, then you should go to bed early."
Lao Li nodded and left, while Tang Xiaowan took off her shoes and walked slowly towards the second floor.
The interior of the plum garden is mainly made of solid wood.
This is why Tang Xiaowan always has the habit of walking barefoot. Although she has lost her memory, this aspect has been preserved, just like her diet, clothing, and love of singing songs.
It's just that she herself has never noticed it.
In Li Zishen's opinion, Tang Xiaowan left without saying goodbye because of Lin Ping, but that was not the case.
When he returned to Jinyuan Academy at noon, a strange thing appeared on Tang Xiaowan's dressing table. It was shaped like a trumpet, hollow and made of brass.
It must be something from Meiyuan!
Yes, many things in Meiyuan are made of brass.
After Tang Xiaowan came to this conclusion, she planned to return to Meiyuan immediately, but she was afraid that the school would pursue her and Li Zishen would follow her, so she asked the counselor for sick leave before school in the afternoon.
The reason is that I have been suffering from headaches recently and I need to go out for a check-up. The specific number of days it will take is not yet certain. Excluding weekends, it may be three days.
In other words, classes will not resume until next week.
But luckily, a photo threat appeared on the way, causing Li Zishen to send more people to follow him, which inadvertently postponed his plan to return to Meiyuan for a few hours.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have arrived so late.
As you can imagine, she was exhausted from running around along the way, but she didn't want to sleep. Her mind was filled with thoughts about the brass key.
The shape looks familiar. Where have you seen it?
Antiques, calligraphy and painting, books...
No, no, it doesn’t seem to be a study room.
Tang Xiaowan thought this in her heart, and as she walked, she arrived at Grandma Tang's room without knowing it.
She is like this every time she comes back.
She doesn't know why, but only when she lies on her grandma's big bed can Tang Xiaowan sleep soundly and sleep until dawn.
"The shape is quite unique, like a little trumpet, um, a yellow little trumpet!"
While playing around unintentionally, I happened to aim at the mural on the roof, and a few scattered Lingxiao flowers suddenly came into view.
"Lingxiaohua, small trumpet?"
"Wow, that's the key to that place!"
Tang Xiaowan sat up immediately, took the small object, and tiptoed out of the bedroom, heading straight for the underground storage room.
She was both nervous and excited, wondering what treasure might be hidden there.
…
The Plum Garden is very quiet at night.
Tang Xiaowan has been to the underground storage room four times. The last time she came back was to choose gifts for Bieyuan with Li Zishen.
I only went to the first two of the three rooms.
The last one, the reason why Tang Xiaowan didn't take Li Zishen in was not because it was full of oil paintings and was not needed for the time being, but because there was a secret door hidden behind a full-length portrait of Tang Mei.
"What would it be, gold jewelry?"
This was her first thought, and her big almond eyes shone brightly.
(End of chapter)
