Although Mo Shaoli and the others fell to the end of the crowd because of the delay, they were not in a hurry to go over, they only followed the little maid who led the way, talking while watching the snow, and walked towards the back garden without stopping. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I arrived at the Wangxue Pavilion, I saw that it was already crowded with people, sitting or standing, or grabbing barbecue meat in front of the barbecue with barbed wire, or leaning against the window and looking out at the snow.

When Yang Yayun saw them coming, she hurriedly welcomed them in and found a place to sit down.

Han Mingxuan still refused to be quiet, and only sat for a moment, then stood up and leaned over to the oven.

The black iron oven in the center of the ground is burning with red charcoal, and the marinated venison is on the red barbed wire, steaming hot, and the aroma of meat mixed with spices permeates the whole pavilion.

Mo Shaoli was afraid that Han Mingxuan would be burned, so she got up and followed, the rich aroma of the barbecue made her mouthful, and she looked at the barbecue for a while, but when she raised her head, she saw Du Ruoheng sitting against the window frowning, and a trace of ...... flashed in her eyes Abhor?

Before Mo Shaoli could see her expression clearly, Du Ruoheng had already turned his face and looked out the window.

In Du Ruoheng's heart, no matter who or what he does, compared to Shen Ce, it becomes unworthy of mention. Earlier in the Xiaohua Hall, she saw that everyone was looking at Mo Shaoli's eyes with amazement, and she was very unhappy, and she originally wanted to say goodbye to Mo Shaoli.

But as soon as he heard that Shen Ce had really gone to the garden, he immediately left Mo Shaoli behind. Therefore, when Yang Yayun invited everyone to come to Wangxue Pavilion, she got up almost immediately.

Du Ruoheng had been to the back garden of the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion before, and had also climbed the Wangxue Pavilion, and knew that the east-facing window on the second floor had the best view, and it was the easiest place to see the direction of Meilin.

So as soon as she arrived at Wangxue Pavilion, she occupied the window position on the east side, pretended to see the snow scene, and opened the window. But she looked at the window for a long time, but she didn't find Shen Ce's figure, so she became a little upset and irritable, smelling the smell of barbecue in the house, and felt tired.

A bunch of mundane things!

Du Ruoheng glanced at the people crowded next to the oven in disgust.

Partial life at this time to eat this fishy thing!

If Shen Sangongzi knew that she was with these people, he didn't know what he would think......

Mo Shaoli took Han Mingxuan to squeeze in front of the oven, originally planning to rub some venison to eat, and experience Shi Xiangyun's realm by the way. Unexpectedly, these girls by the fireside, who were all very delicate and dignified just now, turned into gluttony at this time.

Tyrannical barbed wire, dominating meat, tyrannical tongs......

Mo Shaoli's sister and brother had nowhere to start, and they stood on tiptoe for a long time, but they could only sigh.

Han Mingxuan tugged at Mo Shaoli's sleeve: "Seventh cousin, I'll taste it, just a small piece, okay?" ”

Mo Shaoli looked at the many fragrant sideburns and hairpins that surrounded the oven, and sighed: "It's not that the seventh cousin won't give you food, you can't eat it!" My cousin would love to try a piece too! ”

Han Mingxuan smashed his mouth, showing disappointment.

Mo Shaoli said: "That's it, next time you go to Mofu, my cousin will prepare the best venison for you, the best oven, let the best green orange help us roast the meat, and then I will definitely let you ......."

Han Mingxuan swept away the disappointment on his face, and said with a glowing eye: "Have a good time!" ”

"Nope! Taste a small piece. Mo Shaoli said seriously.

"Don't!" Han Mingxuan wailed and let go of Mo Shaoli's hand, turned around and threw himself into Han Minglan's arms.

"You!" Han Minglan pointed at Mo Shaoli and couldn't help laughing. attracted a few girls in front of the window next to them to look sideways, and some of them knew Han Minglan and came over to talk.

After Han Minglan greeted them, she saw Mo Shaoli sitting silently next to her, so she smiled and said to them: "This is my aunt's maiden niece, the seventh girl of Taichang Temple Cheng Mo Mansion. ”

Although several girls were impressed by Mo Shaoli's appearance and bearing when they first saw her, as soon as they heard that it was Mo Qi from Taichang Temple and Mo Mansion, they all lost interest, and two of them even said with disdain: "I only know Mo Liu, Mo San, Mo Qi, Mo Qi...... Hehe. ”

Seeing this, Mo Shaoli knew that Mo Liu and Mo San should have said bad things about her to people outside, so she reacted like this when she heard it. But she didn't care very much, people were divided into groups, they could get together with Mo Liu and talk about others behind their backs, and they also listened to the wind and rain, and she was not interested in socializing, so she said lightly: "I rarely went out in the past, and it's normal that my sisters don't know each other, and I'll know it later." ”

After talking to each other for a few words, Mo Shaoli lowered his head and continued to play games with Han Mingxuan, without any embarrassment or resentment.

Han Minglan naturally heard the words of the two girls, but she was unhappy for Mo Shaoli in her heart, a girl with a good temperament and upbringing, but she was treated like this! But she saw that Mo Shaoli didn't seem to care much, so she let go for the time being, stopped talking to those people, and teased Han Mingxuan with Mo Shaoli.

After a while, someone suggested a couplet.

Yang Yayun said with a smile: "Even if it is a couplet, it doesn't have to be specified, it doesn't matter who it is, you can connect it if you want to get it, and in the end, count who has the most connections, and you can get the lottery?" ”

As soon as she said this, the girls who had never liked to write poetry agreed one after another: "It is precisely like this, even if you let them go, you can let us clumsy tongues go!" ”

The girls who are talented and love to write poems and lyrics also agreed: "It's okay, if the front is in order, it's not good to grab it later." ”

Mo Shaoli listened to them without saying a word, grabbed the melon seeds in his hand, and quietly played guessing with Han Mingxuan. Han Mingxuan guessed it right at once, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, and the two laughed.

Although Du Ruoheng's eyes looked out the window, his ears also paid attention to the words of the people in the room, and when he turned around, he happened to see Mo Shaoli's bright and dazzling smiling face, and suddenly felt a little unhappy in his heart, and said: "Yayun's idea is naturally good. But I think it's a little unfair, if you have a quick mouth, won't she be robbed by herself? It's better to roll the dice to roll the points, and whoever counts is who is linked, if there is something you can't think of, you have to eat a glass of wine, and then continue to throw, wouldn't it be more interesting? ”

As soon as she finished speaking, those talented and quick-thinking girls applauded in unison: "Sister Du is reasonable!" It's a little more fun and fun! ”

With Mo Liu's deliberate promotion of Mo Liu's unremitting efforts for several years, Mo Qi's reputation for not liking to read is outside, and it is difficult for Du Ruoheng to know it. I don't know why, she felt uncomfortable when she saw Mo Shaoli's face, and she wanted Mo Shaoli to make a fool of herself in front of everyone.

Mo Shaoli didn't notice what Du Ruoheng was talking about at all, and was whispering to Han Minglan: "It's been half a day since Xuan'er left her aunt, and she came to the garden again, the snow is falling so heavily, my aunt is afraid and worried, why don't we go to find my aunt?" ”