On the sixth day of the first lunar month, Uncle Huang, who was the deputy mayor, once again invited guests in the mansion, all of whom came from his own family and relatives, and only invited Mr. Gao, the principal of Ping'an, to the main guest.

Zhang Meixi was laughing with young ladies of the same age in the east side hall. The eldest and second ladies of the Huang family have already married, and now they are with their wives when they return to the door.

In the east hall sat Miss Huang San in the third room of the Huang family, Huang San's uncle and wife were gone, and he married a stepfamily, the new Huang San's aunt was only in her twenties, and Miss Huang San was eighteen years old.

Miss Huang Si in the fourth room of the Huang family, Miss Huang Wu, Miss Huang Liu in the fifth room of the Huang family. Miss Zhang Meixi. There are also a few young ladies from the old in-laws, two Miss Ding, two Miss Bai, and one Miss Linglong.

Miss Linglong is a newly recognized young lady in an old family, so one of the most terrible things about being a wife is that she suddenly has a few more close relatives, and she can't wait to drink blood and eat meat, and she has to be affectionate on the surface.

In the east side hall, there are more than a dozen vases that have passed the rain and the sky is clear, offering triangular plum, orchid grass, hydrological bamboo, and scarlet and bright yellow chrysanthemums. The flowers are fragrant and beautiful. Even more beautiful than the flowers are more than a dozen young ladies.

The ladies of the Republic of China are talented and romantic. Miss Huang San recited a large section of Hu Shi's new style poems.

When the moon is still full,

It's still an empty mountain, a quiet night;

I have returned alone under the moon,

How can this desolation be solved!

A burst of pine waves on Cuiwei Mountain,

Shattered the silence of the empty mountain.

The mountain wind blew the pine marks on the window paper,

I can't blow away the figure in my heart.

Miss Huang San's new poem is one of the most fashionable and popular topics, and it immediately attracted two Miss Bai as confidants. They recited poems in the newspaper to each other.

Miss Ding performed a piano piece, with white and slender fingers and a melodious sound of the piano.

Miss Huang Si clapped her hands and praised, leaned over to the piano, and got closer to see her fingering. Miss Huang Wu said:

"Such good music must be listened to very closely, and if you play this tune, it makes people want to listen to it next to the piano."

This on-site choreographed compliment is still not smooth enough. Miss Dante was delighted:

"This piano in your big room is really lovely! Every note is very accurate, the one in our school is always out of tune, and the piano teacher is still the one in Germany, so there is no way. I have a classmate's family. I invited a blind tuner, and the effect was so good that we all said we wanted to build a school and asked him to come over. It would be nice when I could have my own piano. ”

Miss Huang Wu teased her:

"It's easy, just have one in the dowry!"

……

Zhang Meixi does not recite new poems. She can't play the piano either, but luckily she can eat.

On the table of the Eight Immortals inlaid with mahogany and marble, more than a dozen kinds of dried and fresh fruits and snacks are fully placed.

Zhang Meixi reached out and took a peanut to eat, and immediately attracted a confidant, Miss Huang Liu.

Miss Huang Liu seriously introduced her experience:

"This kind of pistachio is the most delicious, it was shipped from the United States, it is a bit like peanuts, hundreds of times better than peanuts, cousin Meixi, you take one and try it."

Zhang Meixi listened to her words and took one to eat. Miss Huang Liu took out a handkerchief of foreign cloth. He folded all the pistachios in the white bone plate into a handkerchief, tied the four corners, and stuffed them into his brocade cotton cheongsam.

Zhang Meixi looked at her sixth cousin in surprise. Miss Huang Liu is a tall and honest figure, and her breasts are already bulging very high. So a plate of pistachios stuffed into it, and there was almost no change.

Miss Huang Liu introduced to her again:

"This little orange is very delicious, very sweet, Cousin Meixi try one."

Zhang Meixi took a look, the size of the orange was about the same as the sugar orange a hundred years later, and obediently picked one up, peeled it open and ate half of it. It's sweet.

Miss Huang Liu took out another handkerchief and put a few oranges in:

"Take this home for you to eat."

Zhang Meixi hurriedly waved her hand and said no, Miss Huang Liu stood up and walked to the hanger. Stuff the oranges into the pocket of Zhang Meixi's lake-blue woolen coat.

Zhang Meixi is wearing a royal blue cheongsam today, and a lake blue suit and woolen coat is on the outside, which is hung on a hanger as soon as she enters the door.

Miss Huang Liu actually remembered it very accurately, and helped her get food. This heart is really laughable. Miss Huang Liu walked back and took out a foreign cloth handkerchief with thick dried plums of yellow, orange and orange.

A young lady who was reciting a new poem was interrupted by the sound of a dingdong piano. looked at Miss Huang Liu, who kept making small movements on the table of the Eight Immortals. Suddenly screamed:

"You steal."

Miss Bai stretched out her hand and pointed at Miss Huang Liu, her nails were very red. The red nails drifted a curve in the air, pointing at Zhang Meixi:

"And you, you steal!"

The east hall suddenly became audible with a pin.

……

Isn't the new style of poetry a thing that can cultivate people's sentiments? Why is Miss Bai, who loves new style poetry, still so jealous and hateful, and is keen on the difficult work of catching thieves?

Miss Huang, who was standing next to the piano, walked a few steps slowly to relieve the siege, and said with a smile:

"Miesbeth is joking with you! How can you steal things in your own house, and then call the maid to take them after eating. ”

Sure enough, a maid of the Huang family stepped forward and said with a smile:

"It's because we're lazy, so let's take more."

As she spoke, the maid reached out very neatly to put away a few empty white bone china plates, and quickly sent a few plates of fresh fruits up.

Miss Bai, who failed to catch the thief, walked to the side angrily, sat on a black lacquered stool with curved stool legs, swept Zhang Meixi and Miss Huang Liu with contemptuous eyes, pursed her lips and wrinkled her nose, and snorted.

Miss Huang Si walked over, held her shoulder, and talked to her with a smile. Miss Bai snorted again and turned her body around. Miss Bai's waist is extremely soft, almost twisted one hundred and eighty degrees. Didn't want to see those two stealers.

Miss Huang Liu had already regained her composure, and pulled out a handkerchief from her body and spread it on the table

……

Zhang Meixi hurriedly pressed her hand:

"How many handkerchiefs did you bring?"

Miss Huang Liu replied seriously:

"Twelve handkerchiefs, I bought a piece of cloth for a dime and cut it out, a piece doesn't cost a penny, I lock the edge myself, and I have to embroider it after the New Year!"

The point is naturally not that there are as many handkerchiefs as there are magic tricks, Zhang Meixi asked her to put away the handkerchief first, took her hand, and planned to do a little bit of her cousin's obligation to talk to Miss Huang Liu

……

A maid came over with a smile and saluted like Zhang Meixi:

"Mr. Gao is here, the eldest master asked Miss Biao to come over and say goodbye!"

Zhang Meixi stood up, told Miss Huang Liu not to take anything first, and when she came back, she had something to say to her, turned around and followed the maid to the front hall.

As soon as Zhang Meixi walked away, Miss Bai, a master thief catcher, said:

"The country is uneducated, how can God let this kind of person be lucky!"

Miss Huang Si patted her on the shoulder, signaling that Miss Huang Liu was still there.

Miss Bai wrinkled her nose again and snorted:

"A fool, does she understand!"

…… (To be continued.) )