Walk across the stone bridge, walk along the wide road for a while, and see a wide house door in the distance, which is twice as big as the Fang Mansion, and there are two stone lions squatting outside, three steps in front of the door, and the wide wooden door is hung with an iron dragon shaped like a snail mussel, and a big iron ring is still biting in the mouth.

Feng Ranran walked to the door in a few steps, and Xiao Man hurriedly followed, holding the door buckle and buckling it a few times.

After waiting for a while, a little girl opened the door, saw Feng Ranran and said with a smile, "The girl is back." Then he saw Fang Yanqing and Ding Sanniang behind him and said, "Miss Fang, Mr. Ding." With that, the door was fully opened.

Feng Ranran stepped over the steps and asked, "Is my grandmother in the Buddha Hall?"

"I've come out, and now I'm drinking herbal tea on the soft collapse of the pavilion. When the little girl saw that everyone had come in, she went over and closed the door, and hung up the deadbolt again. "The old lady has been waiting in the pavilion, saying that you will bring Miss Fang over when you come back. ”

"Got it, I'll go now. Feng Ranran said, and went into the main hall with Fang Yanqing.

"Hey, girl, you want me to bring..."

"No need, I know the way, you go get busy. Feng Ranran walked through the main hall with Fang Yanqing, and entered the corridor through the small door on the right side, the corridor is all made of fine mahogany carved flowers, the pillars are all peacocks with lifelike feathers, the lanterns hanging on the wooden edge are light and thin paper paste, there are some strange stones outside, and the water flows through the wooden pillars under the corridor, this water flow is much bigger than the pond in the backyard of the Fang Mansion, and there are many lotus flowers on it, which are bright and bright.

The corridor didn't know a road, and it was divided into several forks, Fang Yanqing followed Feng Ranran around a few forks before leaving the corridor, passing through the round arch, and arrived at a courtyard, Fang Yanqing looked at Feng Ranran still walking, and asked in surprise, "Haven't you arrived yet?"

"Just walk through the little garden, here are some flowers planted by my grandmother, and behind it is the pavilion. Feng Ranran said, "There are many trees there, and the bend of the water in the corridor that I just walked through will also go there and turn around, which will be cooler than other places." ”

Fang Yanqing nodded, the small garden was full of some low flowers, clustered together, purple and red, very beautiful. The ground is full of pebbles, and my feet are still a little itchy when I step on them, and my body can't help but want to shake.

"It's here. Ding Sanniang looked at the small path and said, "You go to see the old lady, I'll go see Mother Xu." ”

Fang Yanqing looked at Ding Sanniang's back, turned his head and asked Feng Ranran, "Mother Xu is...?"

"It's my grandmother's housekeeper, but I'm fierce and always reprimands me. Feng Ranran whispered, the trees on both sides were tall and blocked the sunlight, and the fine sunlight penetrated through the leaves, revealing small golden dots from the gaps, "Yanqing, look, is this good-looking?"

"Good-looking," Fang Yanqing replied with a smile, this pavilion is indeed cooler, as soon as I entered this small courtyard, I felt that I was surrounded by a cloud of cool air, on the right was a small lake, there were some white stones standing on the side, and there were wooden steps on the left, Fang Yanqing looked at Feng Ranran's fart, and sat on the wooden steps, Xiao Man walked to the wooden cabinet next to him, opened the cabinet, and took out a few pairs of white cloth shoes.

"Who are you?" Fang Yanqing looked at Feng Ranran's movements and stood incomprehensibly.

Feng Ranran had already taken off her high heels, and when she saw that Fang Yanqing was still in her spirits, she beckoned to Fang Yanqing, "Yanqing, come and change your shoes, you have to change your shoes before you can go in." ”

"And this rule. Fang Yanqing sat next to him with some freshness, took off his embroidered shoes, and put them on cloth shoes.

"Miss Xiaoqing, let's change it too. Xiaoman put his shoes next to the girl and said with a smile.

"Well, okay, thank you. The girl thanked her, picked up her shoes and sat aside, and began to change her shoes.

Feng Ranran changed into cloth shoes, stood up, stepped on the wooden board and said, "This is designed by my uncle to find a designer from Japan, they said that this design is alive, and it can regulate the temperature, moisturize the soil, and even the air you breathe will be better, which can prolong your life." Feng Ranran helped Fang Yanqing to stand up, there was water on the side of the boardwalk, and the water ripples rushed towards the white stone next to it in waves, with a wooden roof on top, hanging high octagonal eaves, open windows on the sides, and a white plain tent hanging next to it. When the light came in, the whole room was bright, and the empty ornaments made the whole room very tall.

"Maternal grandmother. Far away, Feng Ranran called out to a soft collapse in the room.

The collapse was very large, and there was a small table in the middle, on which some melons, fruits, and tea were placed. An old lady sat on the right side of the table, leaning on a few soft pillows behind her, and beside her stood many girls, fanning the wind and beating the back of the hammer.

"Ranran is back. The old lady sitting on the soft floor had a smiling face, an elegant temperament, and a gentle style. Wearing a Chu-colored coat on his body, a buckled auspicious cloud knot, and a loose blue cloth cheongsam inside, his hair has been stained by the years, and it has turned silver-white, all of which are pulled behind him, and he holds it with a wooden hairpin, and looks at Feng Ranran with a smile, and his eyes bend to look at Fang Yanqing beside Feng Ranran, and say, "This is the Fang girl you mentioned." ”

"I've seen Mrs. Wei. The dialect saluted respectfully. I don't know why, just at a glance, when I saw the old lady from afar, I felt suddenly very warm in my heart, and there was an inexplicable sense of kindness around me, which made me can't help but think of my grandmother who was forced to death by those uncles and aunts after the death of my father.

"I've heard Ranran and Xiao Chao both mention you, they both like you very much, and when I look at it today, it's really a cute child. The old lady said with a smile, beckoning to Fang Yanqing, Fang Yanqing looked at the old lady's hand, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped forward and sat down on the side of the soft collapse. Fang Yanqing and Feng Ranran sat on both sides of the old lady, one left and one right. Old Madam Wei held Fang Yanqing's hand and asked with a smile, "I heard that Sanniang is teaching you the rules?"

"Well, my aunt found Sanniang to discipline me," Fang Yanqing replied softly when he heard Old Madam Wei's question.

Old Mrs. Wei heard Fang Yanqing's head, nodded, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she noticed the painting tube that Xiao Man was holding in her arms, turned her head and looked at Feng Ranran with a smile and asked, "What is Xiao Man holding in his hand, how did you go out and come back with a scroll of paintings, are you playing petty and bullying people again?"

"What's the matter, I'm such a person, my grandmother knows that she bullied me like Brother Chao," Feng Ranran said coquettishly, beckoning to Xiao Man, Xiao Man hurriedly stepped forward and handed the painting tube to Feng Ranran. Feng Ranran took out the painting in the painting tube, looked at Mrs. Wei and said, "This is the painting that Yan Qing gave me, so it's not bullying others." ”

Seeing Feng Ranran's movements as if he was about to unfold the scroll, Fang Yanqing hurriedly said, "It's just graffiti, it's not good..."

Feng Ranran heard Fang Yanqing's stop, and retorted, "Good-looking! Yanqing always lacks confidence in himself, and he writes poems as well, and he clearly writes so well, but he doesn't understand it, it's really annoying." As he spoke, he raised his face to look at Mrs. Wei and asked, "Grandmother, look, is this ink finch a good painting?"

Fang Yanqing looked at Mrs. Wei intently looking at her painting, her cheeks couldn't help but turn a little crimson, and she lowered her head embarrassedly.

"Good-looking, with aura," Mrs. Wei commented with a smile, "This strength is strong, the depth is measured, and the technique is natural, and it is really talented to be able to draw so well at such a young age." It's just that this painting ......" Mrs. Wei said halfway, raised her eyes to look at Fang Yanqing, and said with a smile, "The sparrows in this painting are a little melancholy, and I feel a little sad when I want to paint." ”

When Fang Yanqing heard the old lady's words, he raised his head in surprise, and his eyes just collided into the old lady's crooked eyes.

Old Madam Wei looked at Fang Yanqing and continued to speak, "Young man, be more energetic, don't be gloomy, this life has a long road, there is nothing that cannot be broken, and you can't force yourself to a dead end." ”

In just a few words, he said all his thoughts, and Fang Yanqing knew that the old lady's words were all about herself, pursed her lips, suppressed the sourness in her heart, and nodded with a smile.

Feng Ranran's head was still lowered, and she tilted her head strangely to look at Mrs. Wei, "Where is the melancholy, I look at this sparrow is obviously quite domineering, grandmother, I don't understand what you said." ”

When Mrs. Wei heard Feng Ranran's words, she laughed and touched Feng Ranran's head, "This is what you can see in your eyes, we have no other in our hearts, so naturally we look at things that are a little more domineering." ”

"If my grandmother laughs at me again, I'll be angry. Feng Ranran pretended to be angry and pouted.

"Okay, don't be angry, let's not talk about this, let's talk about some fun and interesting things, I asked the kitchen to prepare the meal, after eating, you children are playing, okay?" Mrs. Wei smiled and comforted, and taught the picture scroll in her hand to a group of serving girls, the girl took the picture scroll, put it in the painting tube, and put it aside, and the other girl picked up the small purple sand teapot, took out the small teacup on the wooden saucer, gently poured the tea into it, and then put down the teapot and retreated to the side.

After chatting for a while, the girl next to her finally brought the table up. Although it was a chat, the whole process was basically Feng Ranran's talk. Feng Ranran said something interesting, telling for a while, imitating for a while, making the old lady laugh all the time, Fang Yanqing looked at the happy picture in front of him, couldn't help but squint his eyes, and then relaxed his mood and laughed.

The girls held lacquered boxes, carried their meals, and placed them on the mahogany folding table. Mrs. Fang Caiwei said that she was eating like this, Fang Yanqing didn't see the dining table, and thought it was a place to be stacked, but she didn't expect that the table had been folded and stood on one side, and this time it was opened to show his original appearance.

Mrs. Wei looked at the cloth vegetables that the girls were going back and forth, and said with a smile, "It's noon, and your brother doesn't know where to go, so he went out early in the morning and didn't care about me as an old woman." ”

Feng Ranran heard Mrs. Wei's words, and nodded fiercely, "No, it's just too much, grandmother must talk to her aunt later, so that her aunt can punish him well!"

"Who are you going to punish?" a question came out, and the curtain was lifted by the paper fan.