Chapter Ninety-Five: The Peony Pavilion
Ye Xiaohua was lying on the sofa, holding the remote control and pressing it indiscriminately......
"Matchmaker ~ Open the corner door ~" A woman's words came from afar, and I saw the two women's fans curling Tingting, stepping on small steps. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The scholar in the play hid behind the rockery, watched the two walk away, and then walked out, and sang in a whisper, "I only heard the sound of the warbler, and suddenly saw five hundred years of romance." It is advisable to be disgusted and happy with the spring breeze, and Cui Tian is obliquely attached to the sideburns and clouds. The waist and limbs are delicate and soft, like weeping willows ...... before the evening breeze"
Ye Xiaohua's remote hands slowly drooped down, and her head fell little by little. In the TV, the two in the West Chambers were in love, but Ye Xiaohua slowly fell asleep......
Is there such a saying?
If you live too clearly, you won't be beautiful.
When men and women break up, people who are in two boats often use this sentence to tell each other and themselves. In fact. It's not my fault, it's ...... You're too serious.
Is there anyone who knows the truth but keeps making excuses for the other party, and even so, sometimes that person is obviously about to say something, but we have to interrupt each other frequently. Interrupt the words that made the two change their sides.
No matter what the others were, but in Xiaohua's body, she wanted to see it more clearly.
Of course not, she has always been as long as she can continue to live, no matter how humble she is. Perhaps, you can define this as her confession to herself for more than 20 years, or you can also think of it as the only impulse in her life, or even forget to think about it. If. If that's the case, what can and should she do?
"Miss Ye. Are you back?" The maid looked at Ye Xiaohua's face with an obviously embarrassed expression, but it was only for a moment, and after speaking, let Ye Xiaohua continue to stand there, and continued to clean the rag from the bucket and wipe the ground.
Miss Ye! She is obviously the real lady of the Yu family, but she is called Miss Ye by the maid like a guest, and she is as embarrassed in this family as the maid calls her.
The servant Ah Fang landed on the ground from left to right while the cloth was on the side, she didn't pay much attention to it, and she didn't notice it until she wiped it at Ye Xiaohua's feet, and nodded at her when she came back, and hid in the house, the heavy hair on her face even made her unable to remember what she looked like after being with her for so many years.
Ah Fang rubbed Ye Xiaohua's feet, looking at the station, wanting to stand there like a pillar. Instinctively raised her head, but found that the face that she couldn't see clearly, the person's eyes were looking at her so black, she was taken aback, let go of her hand, the burlap fell into the bucket, splashing water all over the ground.
"Miss, Miss. Momentarily frightened by those eyes, and the usual salutation was not good, the servant stammered.
"What about Madam?" But what kind of person is Yu Wanxi, she has basically believed in ten points. I came here to make my life a little clearer. She may also be confused.
But she. She knew herself. She needed an answer.
"Madame, Madam, Madame, she is dancing upstairs!" Ah Fang stumbled, her head was a little uneasy, and after thinking for a while, she suddenly came back to her senses and remembered, by the way, didn't Madame just say that she was going to practice her body? Yes, Madame was practicing dance in the dance studio.
"You Dao Cuisheng's skirt and skirt, the bright crystal hairpin and the eight treasures,......"
Ye Xiaohua stood at the door, watching Zhao Shuwan slowly open the fan with the rhythm of singing, holding the fan with her right finger, and looking at her skirt with her head left and right. Use the open fan to swing it twice, first right and then left. Then he stepped back, nodded with satisfaction, and sang, "You can know that my lifelong hobby is a natural ......."
"No one has seen the benefits of Cha Sanchun" ......"
Ye Xiaohua doesn't understand opera, but Zhao Wanshu loves it very much, especially the Peony Pavilion, Zhao Wanshu can come to a couple of sentences casually from time to time.
"If you hold your teeth on your sleeves, you will be patient and sleep for a while......"
The water sleeves are flipped, the woman's eyes are charming, infinitely shy, and she bows her head tactfully.
Of course, the moment she turned around, she naturally saw Ye Xiaohua.
"Is there something wrong? Ah Fang didn't tell you, I don't allow others to disturb me when I practice. ”
How many times has this been? Ye Xiaohua couldn't help but wonder if she had found the wrong person back then, how could she be so indifferent.
Obviously, a few minutes ago, she was still a touching woman who was affectionate and trustworthy, and dared to break through the worldliness of etiquette and religion, but she became an indifferent and rigid evil witch in the face of her.
"I have something to ask you. ”
"Come with me. Zhao Wanshu was a little surprised, when did the "biological woman" who usually even had the courage to look at her dare to look at her.
Heh~ It looks like she's missing something.
"You don't change your clothes?" Ye Xiaohua reminded of her habit, just like what she said before, Zhao Wanshu likes opera, but the person who speaks authoritatively in the Yu family is Yu Hai, and she is not used to Yu Hai not being tight in the Peony Pavilion, and she is even a little disgusted. Zhao Wanshu must know that Yu Hai sings, but the two of them have a tacit understanding that they will not put it in front of each other's eyes. One never sets foot in the dance studio, and the other never steps out of the dance studio to definitely take everything down. In other words, it couldn't be more tacit.
"No, he didn't come back that soon. After a pause, Zhao Wanshu hesitated, glanced at the costume on her body, and then said indifferently.
"Sit down, what's the matter? The treatment of the hostess and the guests is naturally different, Zhao Wanshu beckoned Ye Xiaohua to sit down, and Ah Fang immediately served two cups of black tea and put them in front of Ye Xiaohua and Zhao Wanshu.
"I don't like black tea. ”
Black tea is Zhao Wanshu's favorite, generally speaking, Ah Fang is also accustomed to the guests will serve black tea, the host invites! Ye Xiaohua was naturally accustomed to Ah Fang's convenient method, and followed the guests to drink black tea.
Glancing at Ye Xiaohua, Zhao Wanshu said, it's not a big deal to drink black tea or not black tea, if you don't like it, just change a cup, "Change her for a cup of green tea." ”
Ye Xiaohua likes green tea, of course not. But Zhao Wanshu doesn't care what she likes, but it's better if it's one or two. She didn't care about Ye Xiaohua's preferences at all.
Ye Xiaohua hooked the corners of her mouth, she didn't say anything, in fact, she didn't care much about what she drank, she just wanted to try the other flavors in this house except for black tea. After all, it's been more than ten years. Gotta let people know the one thing she hates, doesn't it?
"Alright. What the hell is going on with you, isn't it just for a cup of green tea?" Yang raised his hand and watched Ah Fang silently take the black tea.
"Grandpa was killed by you. ”
Zhao Wanshu, who was about to put the cup on the coffee table after drinking the black tea, accidentally touched the cup with a crooked hand, the lid of the cup fell off, and the water was spilled on the ground, "What nonsense are you talking about? I don't remember anything like that. I went up and changed my clothes......"
Zhao Wanshu patted the water droplets on her body and hurriedly walked up the stairs. Disappear at the turn of the staircase......