It is said that Jiang Huijia threw off her chopsticks and walked out of the door, which was justified at the time, but in retrospect, she was a little uncomfortable. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I always felt that she ate half a bowl of potatoes and winter melons, and threw her used chopsticks to Song Yi, this thing was wrong! I can't say what's wrong, but an ordinary thing, being tossed like this, seems to have added a bit of ambiguity, which makes people's hearts turbulent, and it is difficult to calm down for a while.

Jiang Huijia couldn't help but seriously reflect on herself, hypocrisy is a disease, and it must be treated when it should be treated.

Because of the "passage order" of the old man Song, after the afternoon, Jiang Huijia came to discuss with Song Yi: "I will go to the county tomorrow to look for a four-wheeled vehicle, and I have to buy some sundries, do you have any items here that I want to piggyback?"

She had gone out of the room with annoyance, but when she came back, she was calm again, as if the little embarrassment had not happened before.

Song Yi saw that she looked like she was casual, so naturally she would not mention the past, and smiled at the moment: "I don't need it here, but you, it's not easy to go to the county seat, if you have something you like, you can buy it with your heart." It's just that there are many people outside, although there are big brothers and sisters-in-law to accompany them, the lady still needs to pay attention to safety. ”

He knew that Jiang Huijia had to buy a four-wheeled car, so he didn't persuade him anymore.

He only said, "Lady, you see that there is a small box with stone carvings on the bookshelf over there, you can go and get it." ”

said it was a bookshelf, but in fact, it was a small shelf made of a few miscellaneous wooden boards, next to the bed against the wall, and there were not a few books on it, if Song Yi didn't say it, Jiang Huijia had never used this small shelf as a bookshelf. Speaking of which, Song Yi's room really doesn't look like a scholar's room. Before Jiang Huijia's dowry was delivered, his room was empty, except for a shelf bed that was so simple that only four smooth shelves were erected, there was only a so-called bookshelf with three floors by the wall, plus a small table next to the bed, a suitcase by the inner wall, and nothing else.

After Jiang Huijia got married, due to the rush of the marriage period, the Jiang family had few large pieces of furniture, only two chests of drawers and two boxwood boxes, but there were a lot of small pieces of furniture. Such as wooden screens, washstands, offspring buckets, makeup boxes, sewing baskets, etc., all daily and commonly used, the Jiang family has accompanied them. With these things, Song Yi's room can be regarded as a little bit of appearance.

But although Song Yi's original things were few, some of them showed a sense of life.

For example, on his "bookshelf", there are very few books, there are only three or four books in total, and they are only the most basic Mongolian reading materials such as "Kindergarten Learning", "Thousand Character Text", and "Urgent Chapter", but in addition to these pitiful books, there are still many stone carvings and woodcuts on his "bookshelves". There are carved zodiac, there are carved bamboo and stone, there are carved flowers and birds, although the knife is sparse, not fine, but also not interesting.

The wooden box with stone carvings that Song Yi was referring to was also among them.

Jiang Huijia stepped forward to take a look, only to see that the wooden box was missing the top cover, and the box contained a set of stone carvings of Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, because there was no lid, this set of stone carvings was exposed.

The four stone carvings are not big, Jiang Huijia picked up the stone chrysanthemum at random, and it was only half a palm the size of a palm, but she saw that there were only three chamomile carved on the stone seat.

This is the most common chrysanthemum variety in the countryside, and the umbel-shaped inflorescence stretches wantonly on the stone seat, but the lines are sharp and sharp. Although there are very few knives used in the whole stone carving, it only looks rough at first glance, but after a little more look, Jiang Huijia only feels that the three chamomile flowers in front of her seem to be broken out of the carving.

Between the simple and sharp, indulgent and restrained carvings, there seems to be a faint charm of Han Badao!

After a few more glances, Jiang Huijia felt frightened.

I didn't care about it before, but I just felt that the stone carvings on this shelf were somewhat interesting, but at this time, I looked at it carefully, and I could taste the charm of it.

Jiang Huijia exclaimed: "These stone carvings ......"

Although the words were not exhausted, the tone clearly brought out the meaning of envy and admiration.

Song Yi smiled and said: "It's all carved by me when I have nothing to do, can the lady still see it?"

Jiang Huijia only felt that it was both reasonable and unexpected. She honestly complimented: "Unexpectedly, the carving is wonderful! I didn't even notice it before!"

Song Yi smiled faintly: "They all say that the carving is ugly and inconspicuous, and it is common for the lady not to pay attention." Although he said that, there was a little more light flowing between his deep eyebrows and eyes than usual, and it was obvious that Jiang Huijia's appreciation and recognition still made him happy.

Jiang Huijia said with some regret: "In the eyes of mediocre people, they only see mundane things, how can they know what beauty and ugliness are? Beauty and ugliness are just in people's hearts!"

"According to this, didn't the lady give birth to a pair of discerning eyes?" Song Yi's eyes were even brighter, he looked at Jiang Huijia with burning eyes, and the corners of his lips were even more smiling.

Jiang Huijia glanced at him slightly: "San Lang is boasting or praising me!"

Song Yi laughed even more, he looked at Jiang Huijia with a smile in his eyes, his eyes were soft, and he beckoned: "Lady, bring the wooden box, the stone carving is too heavy, just put it on the shelf." ”

Jiang Huijia put the four stone carvings in the box on the shelf, walked to Song Yi with the wooden box, handed the box to him, and looked at him curiously.

Song Yi stretched out his hand and pressed lightly at the bottom of the wooden box, but he didn't know what mechanism he pressed, and a layer of wooden planks on the bottom of the box was actually opened, revealing a hidden mezzanine inside.

There was actually something else in this box, Jiang Huijia said curiously: "San Lang, did you also make the box?" Because this box has a simple appearance and has not even been painted, Jiang Huijia asked.

Song Yi said: "The lady guessed correctly, I did it myself." ”

As he spoke, he took out the muslin bag wrapped in the mezzanine, and carefully opened two or three layers, revealing a few pieces of silver with white flowers!

Jiang Huijia was really a little surprised, her eyes widened slightly, but she didn't say anything, but she just thought in her heart that a young man like Song Yi, who seemed to only be able to read, would use such a method to hide his private money. But after thinking about it, I felt that Song Yi's approach was very understandable. Begging for a life under the hands of the stepmother, can't you grow a few more eyes!

Song Yi handed the cloth bag in his hand and a piece of silver to Jiang Huijia, and said in a low voice: "A total of nineteen taels of silver, it is a little less, lady, you can barely use it, I ...... it" Speaking of this, his eyes showed a little guilt and uneasiness, and his voice was lowered, and he sighed, "It's for my husband to drag you down." ”

Jiang Huijia was still hesitant to take his money, but when she heard his last sentence, she didn't know why, and the unbearable in her heart suddenly broke down, and she only felt angry and funny.

She snatched the silver, didn't even push it, and snorted: "It's time for you to take the money out and buy you a wheelchair just in time!"

If it weren't for the fact that I wanted to draw a line with him at this time, I would have made it clear with him!