When Mama Fang came out of Songhe Hall, the sky was almost dark. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe night wind blows wildly. The two hanging white lanterns swayed wildly, and the hanging tassels slapped the round body of the lanterns, making a loud "pop" sound. Then the long tassel danced wildly, drawing hideous and twisted shadows on the ground, and the roaring wind made it like a monster roaring and fluttering.

A chill poured through the air. Mama Fang tightened the jacket on her body, took a heavy breath, and then lowered her shoulders. When the wind became quieter, she leisurely circled around the Songhe Hall, and then continued to walk north, and after coming to a small pavilion where she rested, she sat down and rested for a while. Her purple blouse and teal silk pants blended in almost with the night.

In less than a moment, a mother-in-law of the same age as Mama Fang came out of the bamboo forest in the north, carrying a dead wind lantern and walking like a fly. Near the bamboo forest, there is an old lady's yard "Lying Salary".

Speaking of "Lying Salary", no matter the masters and slaves in the house, they all find the name of this courtyard funny. At the beginning, it was only three consecutive rooms, because the bamboo forest was cold and quiet, it became the study of the old lady who went to the fairy and the previous Anping Marquis. This Anping Marquis is Fu Muen, and there is still an Anping Uncle Fu Haoyin between the two generations of Anping Marquis, and now calling him the old marquis is just a respectful title given by everyone to face, but the court has no life and no table.

Fu Haoyin has not been a reading material since he was a child, and later he has no intention of entering the office, except for taking money from the account office in the house, other serious things make it difficult for him, and the most difficult thing is this reading. However, the deceased Hou Ye always forced him to see the virtuous and thoughtful three provinces in this study, so from childhood to adulthood, he accumulated unspeakable hatred for this "lying salary". As soon as the old man left, he couldn't wait to expand the three rooms, add a few rooms, and convert them into the current courtyard. Later, when he moved in, he couldn't wait to sell the two books in the courtyard, but Feng Lao Taijun desperately opposed it in the name of his father-in-law, "selling it is unfilial", and he left a lot of unique collections of scriptures and histories. After moving the yard, the old lady didn't put the lady in the main room in his eyes, and the sky was high and the sea was wide for a while, and if he wanted to go to his aunt's place, he would go to Chang's yard, and he could be happy if he caught a little maid when he was on fire.

The person who came out of the bamboo forest should be the mother-in-law in the old lady's courtyard. After she entered the pavilion, she bowed to Mama Fang, and said with a smile on her face: "Mama, if you don't come, I will go to Songhetang to report, I am tired of you and still come here this big night." ”

Mama Fang asked, "How are you doing these days?" Has anyone come to see the old lady? ”

"The old lady is still the same these days, everything that can be smashed in the house has been smashed, and yesterday the second lady asked people to pick a batch of unfinished porcelain from the treasury and send it. The previous ones also recorded the loss. ”

Mama Fang's expression became even more indifferent, "Who is from the second lady's side?" ”

"Mother by my side." After speaking, the mother-in-law paused for a moment. Mama Fang took out a skein silver bracelet from her sleeve pocket and stuffed it into the palm of her mother-in-law's hand, "Add makeup to your daughter." The mother-in-law smiled for a moment, "A few days ago, the second old man asked someone to bring a bird in, saying that he would relieve the old lady's boredom, I don't know if it was a starling or something, it was so interesting." But the old lady has been fresh for two days, and she hasn't teased the bird in the past few days. ”

Mama Fang asked a few more gossips and said; "Good life to take care of the old lady."

The two of them parted as they spoke.

After a while, a figure came out from behind a rockery, and she walked lightly to the place where Mama Fang had sit, quickly grabbed a small paper bag and stuffed it into the bun on her head, and shook her head again. Then, I walked to the bamboo woodland in the north, picked up a food box in the hidden place, wiped the bottom with a silk handkerchief, and went to the "Lying Salary".

Tonight's wind is strong, the clouds seem to be blown away, and the stars in the sky are twinkling and distinct. "Yulinxuan" is higher than other places because of the terrain, and it is the best place to watch the stars and admire the moon in Fuzhong. The master here is a four-year-old drooping child, the only remaining incense in the big house, Fu Manyan's cousin, the ninth young master.

The ninth young master Fu Siyan, the biological mother of the Hu family, was Miaoran, and was the concubine of Fu Muen two months before he set out on the expedition. Not long after General Fu set out for the expedition, Hu Shi was born in the sixth year of Zhenwu. Before the Hu family gave birth, Anping Bofu received the news that General Fu had died in battle, and the ninth young master was born as a posthumous child. The head of the big house is gone, leaving a wife and a concubine, a concubine and a concubine. The housemother, Zhuo, was sad and self-trapped, and since her husband left, she stayed away from the world and didn't ask about the world, and even the third lady rarely took care of her, let alone other children. The mother-in-law had no intention of taking care of it, and the ninth young master, the concubine, was still raised under the biological mother.

Originally, Aunt Hu's position in the house was very embarrassing. She is a small family, and she was included in the house just to give birth to a boy. In one fell swoop, it can be said that he is lucky; Just two months after entering the house, the male owner went on the expedition and never returned, which can be said to be unfortunate; The housemother has never abused and scolded her, and her young son can be by her side every day, so she is still lucky. But if you don't marry into the Hou Mansion as a concubine, find a flat-headed Xiucai or a Zhuang family to be a wife......

In that way, there will be no today's brocade clothes and food, a beautiful yard, no one will follow in and out, and the life of the aunt at home will not be so easy. It's all because she gave birth to a son, the only son of Dafang. My aunt gave birth to her, and she grew up and became an aunt again. But her life is better than that of her aunt, she will not have a daughter who will be an aunt, and her son will be able to share the family business of this Hou Mansion in the future. She doesn't have to do anything, just raise him well, raise him well.

In the small courtyard of "Yulin Xuan", a slender woman of eighteen or nineteen years old has a slightly loose bun on her head and no decoration; He was only wearing an ivory soft satin top, a palace satin silk skirt, and a thin robe, which was slim and elegant under the moonlight, like the cold fairy Chang'e in the moon palace. Sometimes she sighed, sometimes smiled bitterly, and occasionally spit out one or two unspoken and intonate lyrics: "I only hate that, the streamer throws people ......" and then locked her brows, letting the strong wind blow and roll up the clothes on her body.

"Auntie, you are standing here blowing the wind again, what if it is cold?" It was her maid Yue'e, who was going to come over and drag her into the house.

"Haha, haha...... Either way, or ......" Hu Shi smiled bitterly and sighed, letting her hold her arm without resisting at all. Yue'e was not surprised by her crazy appearance, and served her to clean her face and wash as usual. She knew in her heart that her aunt was not crazy, she just needed to vent.

Just about to go to bed, Hu seemed to have another seizure. "Brother Yan, I want to see him, let him come over quickly." She tugged at Yue'e's sleeve tightly, and her shallow nails pressed a crescent-shaped mark on Yue'e's wrist. On the face of a small melon seed, the two eyes were as big as copper bells, and the eyes were full of horror, "Hurry up, hurry up." It wasn't until Yue'e approached with a tiger-headed child that Hu looked up and down to make sure that the child was okay before returning to normal. The Ninth Young Master had already fallen asleep, but was woken up by this movement. He saw that Hu Shi moved in by himself after lifting the quilt, and knew that his aunt wanted him to lie down, so he said in a soft childish voice: "Grandmother said that I am about to become a son, and I can't sleep with my aunt in the future." ”

"My aunt will hug you and let you sleep in that room later." Hu's eyebrows and eyes were so gentle that they were about to melt away, and they were like two people in the courtyard.

She stared deeply at the villain's handsome eyebrows, patted her right hand lightly on the child's left shoulder, and recited the nursery rhyme she heard when she was a child as usual: "Brother Moon, follow me, walk to Yuanjiakou; Yuanjiakou, eight baskets, a walk to Damang Mountain; Damangshan ......"

These are her days, year after year, day after day, so long that you don't even have to remember the days of the first month, every day is the same anyway. She only has Brother Yan, the only thing that makes her happy; Seeing that her brother Yan is safe and sound, she can rest assured. I don't know how many people in this mansion have their eyes, staring at Brother Yan in the invisible corner, and she wants to guard him.

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