Chapter Twenty-Eight
Different from the Yulan Courtyard, the Muxilou has two floors, each floor has a main hall, four wings, and more than ten houses in the courtyard for the next people to live. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info the whole building is made of wooden boards, carved railings and painted walls, and the embroidery floor of the daughter of the nobles in the south of the Yangtze River is seven or eight points similar.
Yang Miaofang came to Huiyuan this time and was accompanied by her mother Sun.
And at this moment, Sun sat in the wing room on the first floor, and there were four exquisite colored brocades on the table of the Huanghuali wood Eight Immortals in front of him, and the colored satin was divided into two colors, two of each, each with a different pattern, but they were all extremely fine, and at a glance they knew that it was the best Shu brocade offered by the weaving workshop. In addition to the brocade, there were also two bottles of glazed rose water on the table, although the glazed ribbon was sealed with thick beeswax outside, but it couldn't block the fragrant and very exotic rose flower, and she knew that this was the exotic rose water from the big food without opening it.
Sun is in his thirties, and he looks five or six points similar to Yang Miaofang, but he has a little more tenderness, which makes it easy for people to feel a little close at first sight. She sat on a chair, picked up a bottle of rose water in her hand, and couldn't help but sigh, "How do you say I should explain to him......"
The "he" in her mouth refers to her husband Yang Shu.
After nearly 20 years of husband and wife, she has already understood this husband's temperament thoroughly, and she is very good on weekdays, but she can't go against his arrangement. When his daughter was naughty when she was a child, she used his beloved cold gold paper to play with origami, and he just laughed it off, and his son secretly drank the gold wave wine he begged for, and he was only strict with him, and he was not angry. However, these do not mean that he has a soft temperament, when the little emperor chose to study, he arranged for his eldest son to run for election, but he was not elected, that whole year, he looked at his son's eyes were full of disappointment, until the child was lifted, he gradually eased up.
Bringing his daughter to Huiyuan this time was also Yang Shu's arrangement, and he didn't say much about whether there was any deep meaning in it. However, after many years of husband and wife, Sun can somehow touch some of her husband's thoughts, and if her daughter's blind date is not successful, he will be very annoyed. Once he gets angry, the whole family will tremble and walk on thin ice, not to mention that his daughter has always been held in the palm of his hand, how can he stand this.
Thinking of her husband's repeated explanations to her before leaving, she felt a pain in her head......
"I really can't figure out why the prince looks down on our girl." A forty or fifty-year-old mother-in-law said, she counted it with her hands, "In terms of family background, our girl comes from a scholarly family; In terms of appearance, one of the best; In terms of talent, it's not that I brag about my own girl, she can arrange this in the capital. The woman raised her right hand and gave a thumbs up, "If you talk about the master, you also have a good look." How can you not see it......"
She is the grandmother of the Sun family, and later married to the Yang Mansion, and has always been very important, and many things that the Sun family can't make up their minds will discuss with her. Growing up from a small milk, and looking at it to the present, to be honest, when Sun raised her arm, she knew that she was going to hand over tea, and when she coughed, she understood that she had to beat her legs, and naturally understood what she was worried about.
It's a strange thing.
She carefully looked at a few gifts on the table, and said suspiciously: "If it is not right to say that the prince is completely boring, this pressure gift is too heavy." ”
Sun shook his head, "In any case, my daughter was brought out by me, and since it didn't get along, I still have to think of a reason to explain it." She looked up at the top, and there was not the slightest sound coming from the second floor, so she said to her nurse who had been close to her for many years, "You go and see Miaofang, I'm worried that she will be bored by herself." ”
The middle-aged woman nodded, took some yam and jujube paste cakes and sent them upstairs.
Yang Miaofang's door was closed, and there were a few little girls with low eyebrows standing outside the door, and there was no sound in the room.
When the little girls saw someone coming, they hurriedly whispered, and then took the initiative to step forward and whispered: "I wish Mama, the girl won't let us in inside." ”
Zhu Mama didn't care about scolding the little girl for not knowing how to ventilate the news, so she had to glance at them, stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door, and saw that there was no response inside, so she hurriedly pushed the door and went in.
Yang Miaofang sat on the edge of the dressing table, staring at the mirror in a daze, but her eyes were still red and swollen, and she looked like she had just cried once.
Zhu Mama asked the girls to close the door outside, put the yam and jujube paste cake on the table, and said softly: "Girl, come over and use something, you don't eat anything this afternoon, be careful that you are hungry." ”
Yang Miaofang didn't speak, just looked in the mirror.
Zhu Mama knew that she didn't have the right to speak at this time, so she withdrew and went downstairs to find Sun.
When Sun heard this, he hurriedly said: "How can you do it if you don't eat, you ask the girls to prepare some bird's nest porridge and send it." As he spoke, he got up and wanted to go upstairs, but he suddenly stopped, and only slowly went upstairs after a while.
Zhu Mama sighed, hurriedly found a little girl to order a small stove to cook porridge, took a bird's nest, put it in a small bowl to soak in water, and went to pick swallow feathers quickly.
When she stared at the little girl and boiled the bird's nest porridge and sent it upstairs herself, Yang Miaofang was still crying in Sun's arms. Zhu Mama didn't dare to enter the house, so she hurriedly retreated again, and told the little girl at the door to look inside and call her again.
In the room, Yang Miaofang cried: "My face is lost, and I met Zhou Qin from the Protector's Mansion, and I don't know how many ...... she saw."
Sun's bitter water in his heart can be twisted into coptis juice, but he still has to comfort his daughter in his mouth, "It's nothing, he acts like this, we can't look down on it, we won't marry you over, our family holds it in the palm of our hand, and we won't bully him anymore." ”
Yang Miaofang got her mother's promise, and finally stopped her tears, and she was still thinking about being looked at and embarrassed, so she had to complain: "Don't go out in the future, if you let others know, I will be shameless." ”
Sun stroked her head, took a handkerchief and gave her tears to try, and sighed: "Such a big person, it's still like a little girl, quickly wipe your tears." ”
Her daughter, who has been smart and clever since she was a child, has had a smooth life, only everyone praised her, and did not say that she was bad to her face.
Yang Miaofang didn't think about it so much, after all, she was still a little girl in the boudoir, and what she saw today, Sun just half-concealed and half-concealed. Yang Miaofang thought that the two families were intended, so they got together to let them meet, but they didn't know that their father had already planned it behind them.
"Let's go back today." Yang Miaofang's eyes were red, and she sobbed.
First of all, no matter how late it is at the moment, even if it is too late, the Sun family is not willing to go back so early. If it weren't for the urge from the government, she would have liked to stay a few more days, lest her husband ask her as soon as she got home.
She comforted softly: "It's hard to come out for a walk, why bother to hurt your interest in these little things, and when you go back tomorrow, you will be clamoring to come out to play." ”