Kangxi 45 years

When you are around, you are a qiē, and when you are not, a qiē is you.

Once when I saw this sentence, I would always laugh at the idiot woman who said this, and lost the face of all women. Only now do I deeply realize that this is called affection, or love.

Although I still had something to do during the time he left, I still couldn't shake off the figure wandering in my head. Now that he is by my side all day long, I understand that he is really a part of me, inseparable, and can never be changed.

Honghui's letter is still received on a monthly basis, still sandwiched in the account book. Every time I brought it back to Yinzhen, he just watched it quietly, and then returned it to me silently, never saying a word. Of course, that sense of course always makes me feel distressed and guilty, but he always insists and never takes the initiative to mention Honghui to me. But I believe that Amma, who is his son, must have his own best arrangement, definitely.

Honghui's handwriting is getting better and better, and it can be seen that he is practicing seriously, and his writing is more and more like his Amma, and the maturity and intimacy between the lines are undoubtedly revealed. Only when mentioning the little girl agarwood, can you see his childish side. He would record the growth of his younger brothers and sisters, and write down the agarwood bit by bit in the letter for me to know, as if he could see how happy and happy the little girl's life was.

This is not God's compensation for him, he left home at a young age, and there were no parents and brothers and sisters around him, but he lived a leisurely life in that picturesque Jiangnan, and there was a cute little life that brought him a little warmth.

I made two clothes with my own hands and brought them to him at the end of last year, hoping that he and Agarwood could wear them during the Chinese New Year. Let him know that Eniang, who is far away in the capital, misses him very much.

Yinzhen saw that I was always sitting at the table and threading the needle by candlelight, and would blow out the candle to ask me to rest, I was so anxious that I wanted to explain, so he said that I would do it during the day, not in a hurry. During the day, when I tried my best to catch up, he would lean against the soft floor to read, and occasionally say that Hongwan had grown taller again, and I would add a little longer to the hem of my robe. Every other day he would say that it was a cold winter, so I would make my clothes thicker.

When I had finally finished dressing, carefully wrapped in cloth, and was ready to put it in a box, he handed me a booklet full of poems and verses that he had copied, as well as commentaries.

It turns out that I don't say that he also understands.

It's a pity that he couldn't see Honghui's reply at the first time, because it was just February, and he followed Kangxi to inspect Jidian. This time, in addition to the brothers who often go out on patrol with Kangxi, there are also Lao Jiu. Smile is busy back and forth in the two stores opposite the door, like a real boss, very strong woman in the mall.

The business of Yiyantang is still very good, but I don't want to let the smile run around anymore, and the matter of opening a branch may be suspended, or handed over to someone else to do. The little girl has become a 20-year-old girl, although she is still young in my opinion, she is sophisticated and calm in her work, and she knows how to cultivate newcomers. The young girls and guys in the store were well trained by her, and they could help completely, and they no longer needed her to run around herself. As for the location of the new location if I want to open a branch, I don't ask anymore, and I am very relieved that she will arrange it.

In the days when Yinzhen was away, the little women in the house still came to me every day to greet me according to the rules, as if I had developed such a habit since I got sick last year. He said that this is called a rule, and they should all abide by the rules.

Looking at the white brocade in my hand, I laughed at myself for becoming a weaver girl, and I also laughed at myself for being too heartless. I'm still trying to catch up, but this time it's not for Honghui or Yinxiang, but for the awkward man who obviously likes to talk but suffocates himself to death.

Ever since he saw me making clothes for Honghui, he would pretend to casually mention the black Western-style dress at Yinxiang's wedding, occasionally mention Xiaoyan's red wedding dress with a long trail, and find out the black and red double-sided purse that he didn't know where he was hiding. I couldn't see a woman's grievance in his eyes, but I could smell a faint sourness.

I've been married to him for almost fifteen years, and I haven't even sewed a single garment for him except my purse.

Actually, I really don't blame me, because I'm not good at it, even in modern times, I only give myself a few close-fitting sundresses in the summer. As for embroidery, I was forced to learn it by my mother when I was a child, and my craft was even teased by her for not being as fine as laughing at the boy's embroidery.

In this regard, I am very helpless, I can only say that the times have changed people, and such a leisurely ancient life is even more.

The horses of all colors of Yunjin Song Jin made me almost dazzled, he likes to wear dark colors on weekdays, you can choose black, blue, green and brown. But the figure in my head jumped out of my mind, wearing a white robe and a red belt, riding on the back of the night, very handsome.

Li Fu introduced to me in turn how a few white brocades were different, among which there was a Sichuan Shu brocade, which was embroidered with a very elegant silver honeysuckle curly grass pattern, which was suitable for him.

Counting the days when he came back, I rushed day and night, and the clothes were finally ready, even the belt, purse and jade pendant were each made a match, and I also asked the master of Yiyantang to make hats and boots, but I didn't see him come back.

I don't know if Kangxi is doing a good job, and he went straight to Hebei Province with his five sons to play, alas...... I tried to think about it, it seems that in this era, Hebei Province is called Zhili.

Qi Zheng and Twilight are very sticky and sticky, and they will always see two little girls talking and laughing in the yard, or holding hands and coming to me at the same time. Such girls are very innocent and simple-minded, and I always think about them when I look at them. At that time, Lan Si and the Song family, if this was the case, I am afraid I would have treated them more, just like I treat these two girls now.

Or, have I changed?

Women who become more accepting of Yinzhen, no matter what they look like, I will be the same?

This is an unanswered question, because there will be a young man who will enter the door in the future, will she be favored, will she be pampered? I'm afraid that I won't know until that time. At least for now, these two girls are still very angry with me.

Occasionally, when I was bored, I would sit in the courtyard and talk with them, or listen to their carefree laughter, as if I had returned to that innocent era and let myself relax.

Qi Zheng is an energetic girl, there are always endless words, laughing non-stop, and a key can make her happy all afternoon.

Twilight looked cold, but when she talked about it, laughter always spilled over her thin lips.

They haven't read a lot, but they're easily satisfied. In their words, being able to enter the palace to serve Concubine De, to be able to marry the fourth master, to be able to live quietly in their own small room, to be able to occasionally sit in the courtyard and bask in the sun, to be able to get monthly silver, and to be able not to be bullied by other women or subordinates, is happy.

Listening to their scheming words, I wanted to laugh, and I really laughed. The two girls looked at me straight as if my smile was different from theirs. I smiled and explained that it was nothing, I just thought the two of them were cute, and said to them, "It's good to be young".

The weather is getting warmer, Lan Si will also take Shushen to the yard to kill time, the 11-year-old girl is already so beautiful that her eyes are dazzling, slim, maybe in two years she should get married. I like this little girl who is really good to Honghui and treats him as a younger brother, even if she is not my own. I will always remember the petite figure of her kneeling outside the courtyard gate and sobbing on the day of the funeral, and I will love her as my own daughter.

Lansi would also sit next to us, but he would just bow his head and embroider the pattern, quietly as if there was no zài. When I looked over, she would raise her head again and look at me with those beautiful eyes, so that I could see her shallow, but distinctly warm smile. Over the years, I have changed, and so has her, even though we can't be closer, we no longer hurt each other, and have become like family.

Her sons Hongyun and Hongwan studied with the master together, and they were equally quiet and didn't talk much, and the master was very satisfied with both of them, and always praised them for being smart. Maybe it's because of this that Lance will enjoy life more and no longer be as awkward as before.

In the sun-drenched Baylor House, there is no Baylor day, just like this warm spring, comfortable, but also accompanied by a cool breeze.

The Song family rarely appears, and if it weren't for her daily greetings, I would often have an illusion about whether she wasn't in this mansion.

After my Honghui was sent away, although she was still alive in this world, I could deeply understand the pain of her daughter's early death. That kind of pain can completely change a person, whether it is for the better or for the worse, it is possible. Maybe her nature is like this, it has never changed, but at this time when everyone is constantly changing, her unchanged seems a little abrupt.

At the beginning of March, Imperial Doctor Su came to the house again, because Song was pregnant, just like the shadow in Yinxiang's mansion, she was pregnant for a month. Fortunately, Xiaoyan has also changed, she no longer cries and no longer pulls me to complain, and we all become silently acceptable. It's like we drank wine and sang in a song, for us Song Jingzhu and Gua Shuying are nothing, they are just one of the many women of Yinzhen and Yinxiang, it's as simple as that.

Song, who was pregnant, finally changed, began to go out and walk around, and would sit in the courtyard with us. With a satisfied smile on his lips, he would carefully caress his still slender waist and abdomen as he listened to our conversation. I laughed because I knew that she hadn't changed at all, and that discovery I found interesting, very interesting.

When Yinzhen entered the door, no one came to report, so we still sat in the courtyard like that, talking, laughing, and basking in the sun. His expression was a little stunned, and he watched as we each got up from the stone bench and said goodbye to each other, and then let us get up as if nothing had happened.

Women's consciousness is far better than that of men who are officials, and that's how it is at this time. The women who had been invited to Ann all went back to their rooms, their steps were light and slow, until only the two of us were standing facing each other, and Gao Wuyong behind him dodged away.

I told him that everything in his house was good, and I could see in his eyes that he believed. To be honest, I myself feel that the atmosphere in the house is better now than it was before he left, and I enjoy the sense of accomplishment that I am proud of. In fact, although women's hearts are small, they are more likely to be satisfied than men, as long as they know what they want, they will give them anything.

Perhaps, Yinzhen also thought so, so he gave Song a long-awaited child at the right time.

The outside world has changed too much, it is a world that belongs to men, and when they fight for me and you live and die, I can't get in, and I don't want to participate. I just hope that the home that shelters me from the wind and rain will not change again, at this moment, just right.

Yinzhen grabbed my waist from behind and gently rubbed my cheek, a little prickly. I turned around and handed over the poured tea, and saw a little bit of mustache on his lips and chin.

A man who is about to turn 28...... When I used to see my uncle's beard, I always felt dirty, and I was glad that Yinzhen didn't. Now it seems that even if the man in front of him really has a beard, he will be very clean and good-looking. Anyway, I like the mature guy type, I want MAN, I believe he is, and it's the type that is still clean even when he's old.

His fingers were wrapped in the palm of his hand, and I realized that I was actually touching those prickly beards in a daze.

He looked at me and whispered, "I'll scrape it off when I take a shower later." ”

I raised an eyebrow to study his expression, and said tentatively, "If you want to grow a beard, don't worry about me." ”

"We'll talk about it in two years. After Yinzhen finished speaking, he sat in a chair around me, looked at me from top to bottom, and frowned slightly, "You look too small, if I have a beard, I'm not afraid to prick you, I'm afraid that you will dislike me for being old." ”

This man went out on a trip, and when he came back, he was a different person! What did he mean by complimenting me? He was too good at humor. Didn't I say that he already knew in advance that Song was pregnant, and he was afraid that I would be awkward to come and give me a candy to eat first?

Later, I asked Yinxiang and I learned that in ancient times, if the father of the family was alive, he was not allowed to grow a beard, unless he was over 30 years old.

I think Yinzhen has fully inherited his father's cunning, and even more clever. Because Kangxi always uses cunning to hurt my young heart, but he makes me happy knowing that I am being coaxed.