Chapter 2 If you come, you will be safe, and the past will turn into soil
Jiang Mo looked at the bronze mirror for a long time, until the maid next to him whispered a reminder to stop, Jiang Mo followed the maid, out of the door, through one garden path after another, came to a house, between its red lacquered sandalwood door is open, after entering the hospital, you can see at a glance a glazed jade celadon tile, white marble pillar support of the steeple house, the body is made of precious fragrant purple shirt wood and polished with the best technology, the touch is very smooth, elegant but noble, The first attraction of the yard is this graceful and elegant and calm house, followed by the scenery in the courtyard, the left side of the house is planted with a large piece of bewitching roses, if you look closely, you will also find that it is mixed with a little white jasmine, it seems that the vitality of the rose is stronger, the nutrients in the soil are all absorbed, the jasmine corolla is a little low, not as high as the rose, if you smell it again, you may be able to smell a trace of jasmine purity in the fragrance of roses. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Niu Niu!" The condensed brown fir door creaked, Mrs. Jiang walked to Jiang Mo in the company of the maid, took her hand and entered the house, after entering the house, Jiang Mo carefully looked at the house, the gilded incense burner burned precious ambergris, a round table that can sit down about 20 people with a strange size, the table is painted with a hundred flowers and beautiful pictures, the painter is very exquisite, every stroke is painstaking, the lines outlined by the flowers are very natural and not stiff, and there are twenty carved hollow gardenia wooden chairs on the side of the table, and each chair is evenly spaced, It's just that there are two dark brown four-headed official hat chairs in the east, three walls are covered with fine brocade, and the brocade cloth is embroidered with a galloping maroon horse galloping on the grassland, especially at the tendons, because of the good embroidery, it seems very expressive, so that the horses are more strong and powerful, and also make the verdant grassland more able to arouse people's infinite reverie, so that people are refreshed and happy, only to see that the roof is inlaid with the jadeite of the water head, and the gold-inlaid marble pillar hangs a milky yellow octagonal lamp, and the lamp reflects the beautiful tea lady, At this time, it was already the end of the day, the sky was getting late, the faint light gave the room a hazy beauty, reflecting the afterglow of the remnant sun had a unique flavor, this room fully reflected the demeanor of the housemother, Jiang Mo sat on the seat next to the Taishi chair with the support of Mrs. Jiang.
"Niu Niu!" Another call, suddenly looked over, saw a rain over the azure clothes, pointing to a pure gold inlaid red jade wrench, plump, oily face of the white-faced man walked in, nothing else, except for those dust, but really a little bit of joy Maitreya Buddha's charm, and then carefully look at a moment, his eyes are eyes, eyebrows are eyebrows, nose is nose, if you take off the fat, you can also count a handsome brother, the person who came is the richest man in the capital - Jiang Neng.
"Niuniu, that's your father, answer it." Mrs. Jiang reminded softly.
"Daddy." Jiang Mo whispered a little unnaturally.
"Good girl, on weekdays, I have never seen you so cautious, today, how can it be so." Master Jiang quipped.
"Master, Niu Niu, she fell off the horse, I am afraid that I seem to have hurt my mind, and now I am a little confused, I am afraid that I can't remember the past." Mrs. Jiang looked at Jiang Mo distressedly.
"Hey, God is evil, if you want to train my daughter like this, hey, it's good, it's good that nothing big happens." Master Jiang sighed softly, Master Jiang has three sons under his knees, a daughter, his eldest son Jiang Li is a four-rank loyal general in the frontier, and he is not a big official, the next two sons, the second son Jiang Lin can be regarded as more capable, eighteen or nineteen years old on the household squire, the third son Jiang You is a six-grade courtier, Jiang Mansion is also a little connected with the imperial court, and business is unimpeded, even so, his favorite is his own lively and unrestrained little girl, which brings repeated vitality to his life, Let him feel the fun of Chenghuan under his knees, his three brothers are also very protective of their little sister, and let her pee, and over time, he developed the original Jiang Mo's stubborn temperament of not liking red makeup and military uniforms, and there was a tragedy of falling under the horse later.
"Oh, master, Mo Ti is so troublesome and heartbreaking, tell the maid to pass the food, Niuniu hasn't eaten for a day, and she's already hungry." Mrs. Jiang kindly reminded that Jiang Mo looked at the men and women in front of her, and her eyes were a little moist, remembering that her parents in the previous life were like this to her, but she was 。。。。。。
"Xiaozhu, tell the guys in the dining room to serve the food." Mrs. Jiang waved her hand, and the maid next to her immediately went to the dining room, and after a while, the dishes came up, first calla lily mixed with rock sugar sweet lotus powder, honey glutinous jujube cake, and then a pot of fragrant wild duck stewed vegetable porridge, crispy pastoral cucumbers, refined mellow custard crisp, all of which are sweet, soft and delicious, suitable for patients and children.
"Come, Niuniu, taste this porridge, it's a great stew." Mrs. Jiang personally added a bowl of porridge to Niuniu with a doucai opera phoenix porcelain bowl and put it in front of her, and placed a jade inlaid gold-edged spoon in the bowl, looking at the porridge in front of her, Niuniu was a little moved, in her previous life, few people cared, the betrayal of her best friend and beloved made her heartbreaking, the beautiful woman in front of her gave her the love of a mother-in-law, Xu is heat of the porridge blocked Jiang Mo's eyes, and Mrs. Jiang did not see anything unusual.
"Eat it, but be careful, be careful of burning your tongue." Mrs. Jiang urged.
"Hmm." Jiang Mo replied heavily.
"Good girl." Master Jiang looked at Jiang Mo lovingly, and quietly added some pastries to her plate to eat, Jiang Mo was contented to taste the moderately salty, soft and delicious porridge and pastries in the bowl, when a call came from outside the door.
"Dad, mother, what are you enjoying today? Why don't you call me? The door opened, and a weak-crowned man in an official uniform wearing a scarlet robe with a silverfish bag came in, and after a closer look, his red lips were like paint, his eyes were like stars, he was eight feet tall, and the bridge of his nose was straight.
"Niuniu, I'm recovering from a serious illness, why didn't I call when I saw your brother? Don't you like to stick to me on weekdays and call me Brother You? Jiang You chuckled.
"How old is it, it's not serious yet, and I don't take off my court clothes, so I go into the inner room, what kind of body does it become." Although Master Jiang was reprimanded, he also smiled.
"Dad, it's all your own family, what kind of etiquette do you care?"
"Okay, You'er, don't be poor." Mrs. Jiang motioned for him to sit down.