In the south of the Yangtze River in September, the sky is indifferent and lofty, subtle and unrestrained, but it does not appear to be ostentatious at all.

The golden rice fields under the sun are ripe and fragrant, filled with the scene of a bumper harvest. Rows of willows are reflected in the lake, waterfowl frolic on the lake, and fishing boats shuttle back and forth, just like an ink painting.

At this time, it is the season when osmanthus blooms, and the golden osmanthus is fragrant everywhere outside Hangzhou. An ordinary black oil carriage drove slowly on the official road outside the city in the refreshing osmanthus rain.

The driver was a man dressed as a retinue of about twenty years old, with a dark face and thick bones, and a rugged and honest temperament that did not fit in with the surrounding scenery. He didn't seem interested in anything, squinting at the whip around his wrist, only to tear his thick lips open slightly when he heard the occasional crisp and childish laugh or two coming from the car, revealing his white teeth.

A petite red figure was faintly revealed by the window, probably because she was panicked in the carriage, she lifted the curtain and lay directly on the window edge, looking at a group of white geese in the lake with great interest, humming an unknown song in her mouth, her small shoulders drove her little buttocks to tomp and turn, and a sweet smile rippled on a beautiful and delicate little face, which looked very pleasant.

"Girl, the folk customs in the south of the Yangtze River are not as good as ours in the northwest, we don't know what the situation of the Yuan family is, you should be more restrained, the old slave doesn't want to be scolded as soon as he enters the door. Behind her, a woman in a blue cloth dress kept chattering.

"Mother Zhao, these osmanthus flowers are fragrant and beautiful when blown by the wind, you say they don't look like snow!" The little girl didn't care, and stretched out her little hand to pick up the falling osmanthus flowers.

Zhao's mother helplessly pulled the folds of the corners of the girl's skirt, she is the girl's nurse, but she is just an ordinary farmer, she has lived with his wife's family in the past few years, and the people who come and go are the families of some lower-class military families in the health center.

But although she has not seen what the high-ranking family is like, she also knows that those people are the most disciplined, this time at the order of the wife to bring the girl to Jiangnan, I heard the wife say that although the old lady lives in the grange all the year round, but is a lady of the Hou, the Yuan is a second-class master, thinking of the various unknown situations that are about to face, she is unspeakably nervous and apprehensive.

She turned her head to look at Cai Qing, who was curled up in the corner of the carriage and sleeping soundly, this girl was three years older than the girl, and she was only a nine-year-old child.

The most headache is that she brought the girl from a newborn baby to such a big age, but she has never understood what the relationship between the girl and his wife's maiden home Yuanfu is, and she was suddenly arranged by her wife to go on such a trip more than a month ago, and she didn't have time to ask anything clearly in a hurry, so she can be said to be unprepared, how can she not be anxious.

She stretched out her hand and gently pinched Cai Qing's arm, and after a while, the little girl rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up, muttering, "Mom, where are you?"

Mother Zhao pouted at the little figure lying on the edge of the window, Cai Qing quickly understood what she meant, and whispered comfortingly: "Mom, don't worry, the girl just thinks it's fresh, just take a few more looks, just see enough!"

Although the carriage went slowly, the white goose and the lake were still gradually unable to see clearly, and the girl really returned to the carriage as Cai Qing said, she leaned on Zhao's mother's leg and said: "Hangzhou is really a fun place, our northwest is blowing in the autumn wind, but here are still birds singing and flowers, my aunt said well, I want to be able to live in Hangzhou for a few years!"

"Girl, shall we go directly to the Grange to find the old lady or go to Hangzhou City to find Lord Yuan in the Buzheng Embassy's Mansion?" Cai Qing asked as she approached the girl.

The little girl turned over and pestled her chin and said, "I must go to the grange, my aunt told us to come to Hangzhou to find the old lady, naturally we will go wherever she is." ”

After that, she shouted outside the car: "Uncle Wang, let's go directly to the grange and let the horses run faster!"

"All right!" replied the charioteer, and with a flick of his wrist, the horsewhip brushed back into his hand, and the carriage sped briskly.

Half an hour later, they came to a village more than 20 miles away from the city of Hangzhou, which was different from the surrounding farms, although some rice was planted, but the number was not much, and it was full of tea trees as far as the eye could see, and it was more appropriate to say that it was a tea garden.

Xiao Wang had been here once more than a year ago, and he didn't need to ask anyone to stop the carriage on the side of the largest mansion in Zhuangzi.

This house is a typical water town building, with white walls and green tiles, and the walls are about the height of an adult man, but the inside is full of flowers and trees, which looks very refreshing and comfortable.

Zhao's mother told the two girls in the car a few words, got out of the carriage, stroked her hair slightly, and walked to the main gate of the house with Xiao Wang.

Cai Qing was busy arranging her girl's clothes and hair, but the little girl was attracted by a few crisp bird calls, she lifted the curtain and poked her little head out, and soon found a bright bird singing happily in a big tree inside the wall.

The little bird seemed very proud, and shook its head on the branches as she sang, and tickled the little girl, and she sprang out of the carriage, and took out a slingshot and a stone from her waist and struck it at the tree.

The little bird on the tree fell in response to the sound of "......", and the little girl raised her little chin proudly, and just wanted to say a few words to Cai Qingxian, but there was a shouting and scolding from the other side of the wall.

"Who is it, which bastard is fighting birds, and dares to sneak attack the master with golden beans!"

The little girl touched her waist, her little brows immediately furrowed, and she turned her head to look at Cai Qing and said, "It's over, I beat out the golden beans given by my uncle as stones......

Cai Qing didn't care about answering her girl's words, she tugged at the little girl's sleeve, pointed to the exposed head on the other side of the fence and said, "Girl, you seem to be in trouble again!"

I saw a boy with a bath towel around his waist soon appeared on the wall, his hair was wet and dripping, a handsome little face was flushed, his eyes were full of anger, and he glared viciously at the "murder weapon" in the little girl's hand.

Nine-year-old Cai Qing already knew that she was shy, and she was not embarrassed to look at the boy at all, she lowered her head and whispered: "Girl, hurry up and apologize to someone......"

The little girl is full of her own golden beans, that is not an ordinary golden bean, it was her uncle on her fifth birthday in order to make her happy, specially asked people to cast some small gold ingots for her, each of them is a pair, her favorite is this pair of golden beans, how can it be done without one!

"I ...... I'm obviously hitting a bird in a tree, whoever beats you, give me back my golden bean!" the little girl raised her voice sharply, crossed her waist and glared at the other party, not taking the boy's almost naked body seriously at all.

"Wild girl, the master is bathing in the courtyard, and the bird you hit fell on the master's ...... Master's ...... "The boy pinched the golden bean with two fingers, pouting and provocatively, compared to this female doll who didn't know how to be shy, his always very clever speech became a little slurred.

The little girl's big smart eyes purred a few times, and she quickly pretended to be pitiful and said to the boy: "Little brother, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry, you can return the golden bean to me." ”

The boy was already a few years older than her, how could she deceive him with this little trick, but Rao was well-informed and had never seen such a thick-skinned but very interesting little girl, he squinted his eyes slightly and said: "What is your name, what are you doing here, honestly tell me the little master will return this little thing to you." ”

The little girl pursed her lips, moved to the side of the wall, raised her head and said, "My aunt and uncle all call me Doudou, and I came here to find the old lady of the Yuan family." ”

The boy laughed out loud, his whole little face suddenly looked bright, he looked the little girl up and down with bad intentions, and just wanted to laugh a few words, suddenly hit a stone on his right ankle, "Ah......" He stepped on the air and fell off the wall.