On the second day, it was a good day for relatives and friends to come to add boxes to Lan Xiang. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info is also considered to be beautiful, even a few days of rain did not stop, but finally a little better, and the previous two days of bean rain is different, today has become a cow hair fine needle general dense oblique weaving, compared with the previous two days, but more with the softness of the south of the Yangtze River.

On this day, Lanfu came like a cloud. Lan Xi helped the third wife entertain the guests, and naturally she was so busy that her feet did not touch the ground. Although Lan Xiang was more relaxed, he was also panicked by the words and eyes of those wives and girls, and he was also a little unbearable all day long. When the night fell little by little, and the guests dispersed one by one, whether it was the third wife, Lan Xi and Lan Xiang, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that Lan Xi looked at Lan Xiang's rich makeup, and couldn't help laughing, "It's finally not in vain." ”

After hearing this, Lan Xiang also replied with a smile, "Isn't it?" ”

The two sisters laughed similarly, because they were in the house, inside and outside the house were reliable, it was rare for the sisters not to think about the problem of losing their attitude, and they laughed back and forth.

In the remaining two and three days, the third master **** was so busy that he couldn't see anyone, and the third wife was busy taking care of all the matters related to Lan Xiang and Lan Hao's return to Beijing. After dinner, the third old man inevitably explained to Lan Xiang what he would marry in the future, and he wanted to respect his in-laws, be friendly and concubine, and the third wife also said a few words in response to the situation, and said that Aunt Qiu wiped her tears, and Lan Xiang also wet her eyes.

It was very sensational, and then it dispersed. Early in the morning of the second day, before dawn, the middle gate of Lanfu was opened, and several carriages drove out until the wharf by the river. Seeing that Lan Xiang, Lan Hao, Aunt Qiu, and a few maids and daughters-in-law boarded the boat one by one, everything was ready, sailed, and left the dock little by little, waving the handkerchief vigorously and the people on the boat were no longer visible, Lan Xi finally persuaded the third wife to leave the dock.

On the carriage walking back, the third lady looked sad, and after a while, she sighed and said, "For my mother I have some regrets now, I should have told your third brother about my daughter-in-law earlier, if there is someone around him to take care of him now, my mother's heart will not be so unbearable." ”

The corners of Lan Xi's mouth twitched twice, and the smart one didn't interject, but he was silently slandering in his heart, Mother, with you like this, I'm afraid that don't say that the third brother married a daughter-in-law, even if the third brother gave birth to a son, and the son gave birth to a son, you can't let go of your heart.

It seems that on the day when Lan Xiang added the box, the rain was lighter, that is, it was smaller, and on the second day, the rain became heavier again, and no matter how big or small, it never stopped falling day and night.

Back in the house, because she was worried about Lan Hao in her heart, the third wife was already a little embarrassed, and then looked at the endless rain curtain, she couldn't help but be a little irritable, "This rain is so heavy, your third brother and they don't know if it's good to walk on the road." ”

Lan Xi thought that it was okay to walk now, even if it rained heavily, they would always be in the cabin, but they would not be drenched, and at most the trip would be slower. If it's a little late, it's hard to say, it's hard to walk on the road, that's all later, if it's really rainy, there is a big flood, can you make the trip or not.

The third lady locked her eyebrows again, looked out the window, and said, "Your father doesn't know what he's been busy with these days, and he hasn't been at home all day." ”

On the side, Mother Lin said, "Just now, the little sixth son in the concierge came to report, saying that the old man had just returned home, but I was afraid that there was still something wrong, so I didn't enter the second door, but went to the outer study." ”

When the third lady heard this, she hurriedly beckoned, "The master is back?" Then hurry up and take a look, are the ginseng soup and bird's nest porridge on the stove boiled? If it's boiled, serve it up quickly and let someone send it to the master. Turning around, seeing Lan Xi's eyes burning, the third wife said, "Your father, when he is busy, he often cares about his head and tail, and he can't remember to sleep. ”

After a while, the little maid who had just been ordered out walked in with a tray and two soup cups on the plate, Lan Xi knew at a glance that it was ginseng soup and bird's nest porridge that had been boiled, Lan Xi couldn't help but feel moved, and said, "Mother, I just want to ask my father about something, why don't you let me send it." ”

On a rainy day, even just walking in the yard is always a bit of a hassle. Although there are often corridors between the courtyards of the houses in Lanfu, there are also a lot of water stains on this corridor after days of rain, which is slippery and difficult to walk. Lan Xi stepped on the high clogs, and Pillow Moon was worried that she would fall, so she helped her carefully, and carried an umbrella in her other hand. Behind him was Liuyan and a second-class Ling'er in the third wife's room, one carrying a tray and the other carrying an umbrella.

When he arrived at the door of the outer study, Lan Xi glanced at Song Ming, who was standing by the door, and quietly glanced at the dripping umbrella hanging at the root of the wall not far from Song Ming's feet, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. There are people in my father's study, who are talking to people, but I am afraid that it is still an important person and an important matter, otherwise Song Ming will not be guarding the door himself.

Lan Xi hesitated slightly, but Song Ming looked at this place, his eyes met, Lan Xi's heart moved, and he said, "You go to the pantry to rest by yourself, I don't need you to serve here for the time being." After the words fell, he took the tray from Liuyan's hand, held it himself, and walked up the steps with his skirt. When she arrived at the door, Song Ming did not reach out to stop her, but diligently opened the curtain for her. Lan Xi relaxed a little at this time, and slowly walked into the room, and before he turned into the floor cover, he could already hear the low voice of words.

The voice was low and pleasant, like the wind passing through the gonghou, but it sounded very familiar to Lanxi. Lan Xi couldn't help frowning, turned the floor cover in three or two steps, and raised his eyes to look. Sure enough, I saw that the third master was sitting behind the big case of Huanghuali under the window against the light, half-hanging his head, and his expression was unknown. And in front of him, across a large case, there was a tall and straight figure, with high black hair, a navy blue plain muslin straight jacket, the hem of the robe was soaked by the rain, the color was about to be two points deeper, there were two wet marks on the boots, one hand habitually behind his back, the thumb and index finger interlocked. This back, even if you don't have to look back, Lan Xi can recognize it, senior brother, why is he here?

Over there, Geng Xiwu seemed to be aware of Lan Xi's arrival, turned his head and glanced back, paused slightly, did not speak, and glanced at the third master as if he was inquiring, the latter did not interrupt him, Geng Xiwu seemed to understand, and let him continue to say that it was okay. He continued, "...... Uncle Shi naturally did this with good intentions, but they didn't necessarily appreciate it. I don't know anything else, but although Commander Fang didn't say anything, he only ordered me to lead people to patrol, and the others were not explained. (To be continued.) )