In the painting boat, from time to time, there was the cheerful laughter of the women, the comments of Mr. Ning, and the sound of reading poems in a subdued tone.

The women here are in their prime, as beautiful as spring flowers and autumn moons, each with their own delicateness. Their mood is as bright and moving as the sun today.

I have made chrysanthemum poems, drank chrysanthemum wine, and tasted chrysanthemum feasts. The sun is setting, and the time of joy always flies by, and in the blink of an eye it is time to say goodbye.

Shi Jingfu reluctantly took Xu Wanzhen's hand and said, "Second sister, you have a big plum forest here. When winter comes, remember to post again, how about we open another Hanmei Poetry Society? ”

"Okay, since my sister has thought of all the names, when it snows, please come to the snow to find plums." Xu Wanzhen smiled and agreed.

Shi Jingyu knocked on her sister's head and said, "You little girl!" And you are such a cheeky person who treats guests to the host's house? ”

Shi Jingfu rubbed the knocked place with her hand, and said softly: "Ah, it hurts, eldest sister, are you my own sister?" ”

"Look, the second sister still loves me." As he spoke, he held Xu Wanzhen's whole arm in his arms, made a grimace at the eldest sister, and grinned: "They are all their own sisters, and they are not outsiders, what are you doing so restrainedly." ”

Shi Jingyu couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "Okay, okay, I can't talk about you." Later, when I married into my husband's family, who else would I indulge you like this? ”

Xu Wanzhen smiled and said: "The third sister has a lively temperament, and someone will be hurt." ”

Together with the Lu family, she walked everyone to the Hanging Flower Gate.

Xu Wanzhen slowed down slightly, and asked Tu Manfen softly: "Big cousin, how are you doing these days?" ”

Tu Manfen smiled and said, "It's busy. Only then did I realize that in the past, I only cared about the sad spring and sorrow, and I loved to compare with others, and I lived a narrow life. ”

"Following Mr. Ning, I realized that there were too many things I didn't understand. Moreover, the outside world is vast, and it turns out that even in the capital, there are so many things I don't know. ”

Her eyes lit up and said, "I don't have to deliberately forget, I won't think about how difficult it is in the Cheng family, and how he treats me badly." I can do a lot of things, things that can really bring benefits to the people, not just reciting poetry and serving my in-laws. ”

"After saying so much, my cousin smiled, I really felt that I was a frog at the bottom of a well who didn't understand the suffering of the world." She was slightly embarrassed.

Seeing such Tu Manfen, Xu Wan was really happy.

After such a failed marriage, I lost the child in my womb. Even with the help of her and Mr. Ning, she was able to quickly get out of the predicament, regain her strength, and face the lessons calmly, which has to be admired.

She is so independent that she is pursuing her own path. It has nothing to do with men, nothing to do with the wind and snow, she will always realize her own value.

"How do you laugh?" Xu Wanzhen said: "The eldest cousin is talented, and it is the one who wronged you who lived in the deep house." Is the matter of the cotton workshop going well? ”

Tu Manfen nodded and said, "The workshop has been built, and Mu Xing sent tools over according to Mr. Ning's drawings." The brocade workshop sent a lady who is skilled in weaving, and she is trying to find out the cotton seeds these days. ”

She followed Mr. Ning and knew everything about it. With a look of admiration on his face, he said, "I don't know how Mr. Ning came up with such a textile tool, I really admire it." ”

Mr. Ning and Lu walked side by side in front, listening to the whispers of the two, they couldn't help but smile.

Cotton textile tools, in fact, she only has a general idea. Fortunately, there are skilled craftsmen in the wood industry, and the drawings are easy to make, and finally take shape.

Everyone said goodbye in front of the Hanging Flower Gate, and Shi Jingfu said reluctantly: "Second sister, you must remember the Hanmei Poetry Society." ”

Xu Wanzhen smiled sincerely, "Third sister, don't worry, I won't let you down." ”

In such a beautiful time, they would not have thought that this winter's Hanmei Poetry Society was destined to be unconvened.

The next few years were even more turbulent. Several people have their own encounters and are busy in their own destinies. When they get together again, they are already different from each other, and they sigh separately.

……

Mr. Ning and Tu Manfen got into the carriage and drove towards Ning's house.

When passing by a pastry shop, Ning Xian's life coachman stopped and said with a smile: "Manjing City makes the most authentic osmanthus cake in their family, and it can only be sold in this season." Rare to pass by, I went down to buy two boxes. ”

"It's better to let the silver screen buy it, where to use Mr. Labor?"

Mr. Ning waved his hand and refused, saying, "No, the proprietress here is familiar with me." I haven't seen her for a long time, and let's see if she's doing well. ”

"Then I will work with my husband to see the osmanthus cake that my husband admires." Tu Manfen said with a smile.

The teachers have all gone down, and there is no reason for her to stay in the carriage, which is too rude.

The proprietress of this shop has a bit of charm, her complexion is fair, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows add a mature charm to her, and her sleeves are rolled up high to reveal a piece of her wrist.

She wore a plain turban and looked neat in her apron, and was busy with her husband.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Mr. Ning, who was smiling and watching her in the crowd, wiped his hands on his apron and greeted him with a smile: "Mr. is here?" How to stand at the door, hurry inside please. ”

The people in line were not happy when they heard it, "What a Luo lady!" You say that whoever comes has to queue up, why is she an exception? ”

Luo Niangzi was a pungent person, and she glared and said, "If it weren't for her, I would have died a long time ago!" Can this be compared? ”

It turned out to be a life-saving grace, which really can't be compared. The crowd was choked en masse.

"Don't greet me, I'm just here to see, buy two boxes of osmanthus cakes and leave." Mr. Ning waved his hand and smiled.

"It's rare to come here, and it's time to close the shop. Sir, why don't you wait, I'll fry the snails to satisfy my cravings? "She's a good cook.

Mr. Ning was moved, and Luo Niangzi's snails were fried very well, making people salivate just thinking about it. It's true that she hadn't seen her for a long time. If you leave here, you won't have time to get busy.

glanced at Tu Manfen, who was waiting by her side, and saw her smile slightly, and said, "I listen to Mr." ”

Luo Niangzi was overjoyed, and when she stepped forward, she was about to open the partition of the counter.

At this moment, the crowd that was queuing was forcibly separated, and a vulgar male voice with a strange yin and yang sounded: "This month's protection fee has not been paid yet, do you still have the leisure to fry snails to eat?" ”

A meaty-faced ruffian appeared in front of the pastry shop with a few gangsters.

Hearing this voice, Luo Niangzi's husband pulled her behind him, and said to the ruffian who took the lead: "Fourth master, it's only been a few days, and I still hope for grace." ”

Luo Niangzi was not angry: "Isn't it two taels of silver every month?" I only received it two days ago, why did I come again? ”