Chapter Ninety-Five: Crying
In the blink of an eye, it was soon winter, and after a cold snowfall, there were only ten days left before the New Year. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Ning Jinyun was wearing a golden silk butterfly wearing a floral leather jacket, and a makeup satin fox skin pleats on the outside, standing outside the door of the Red Peony Courtyard waiting for Yan Qiushui, and after a while, Yan Qiushui's figure appeared in her sight.
Yan Qiushui was only wearing a plain velvet embroidered jacket, and she was shivering a little from the cold, Ning Jinyun hurriedly invited her into the courtyard and into the house in the east wing.
"Come, warm your hands." Ning Jinyun handed a soup woman to Yan Qiushui and said.
Yan Qiushui hugged Tang Pozi, sat on the kang with a depressed face, and did not speak.
Ning Jinyun felt strange, she had never seen Yan Qiushui so depressed, so she asked, "What's wrong with you, what's upset?" ”
Yan Qiushui first shook his head, and then nodded, "Tomorrow, my father and my eldest sister will come back, and when the Chinese New Year is approaching, there will definitely be more things at home, and it is estimated that my father will not let me come to you often." ”
It turned out that this was the case, Ning Jinyun comforted, "It's okay, then you just endure these few days first, and then come back after the New Year?" I'll keep your house and the books you want to read. ”
Yan Qiushui sighed and stopped talking, so Ning Jinyun had no choice but to tell Zijuan to bring more food over to comfort her.
After a while, Yan Qiushui suddenly asked, "Do you know why I want to read so much?" ”
Hearing this, Ning Jinyun shook her head, she didn't know, but she was also a little curious, she always felt that Yan Qiushui wanted to study because she didn't want to leave.
"When I was in the capital before, I met a talented man, he was very good at reciting poetry, and he had read poetry books, basically there was nothing he didn't know, and he was also the third son of Qiao Yuanwai's family in Beijing, his family background was very good, and there were too many people who wanted to marry him." Yan Qiushui said in a low tone and slowly.
Hearing this, Ning Jinyun seemed to have understood that the Qiao Gongzi that Yan Qiushui said was very likely to be her sweetheart.
Yan Qiushui continued, "I know that I have an ordinary appearance, and I haven't read any books, there are too many differences between me and him, I am so eager to read books, just to be able to understand more and close the gap with him." I've secretly liked him for a long time, but he doesn't know it, and neither does anyone in my family. ”
Reading for the sake of your sweetheart is also very inspiring.
Ning Jinyun took her hand, "You have read a lot of books, and at this point, you are already stronger than most women." Don't be presumptuous, who said you are too different from him? Maybe when he really gets to know you, he will like you very much, you have a kind heart and a good personality, and many girls can't compare to you. ”
Yan Qiushui smiled bitterly and sighed, "It's useless, it won't be possible for me to be with him, I heard from our family's housekeeper that this time my father went to the capital and settled my relatives, and it may not be long before I get married." ”
"What? Are you getting married? Ning Jinyun was very surprised, "Do you know what kind of family your father promised you to." ”
Yan Qiushui's voice was weak, and when she thought of her family, her eyes were filled with tears, "I know, he is a well-known gentleman in the capital, the little son of the Lian family, I have heard of him a long time ago, he often goes in and out of romantic places, and drinks and has fun with a bunch of fox friends and dog friends all day long, he is an out-and-out playboy." My wife had already said that she would marry me to him, but now even my father has agreed to it, and he has really decided on this family business. ”
Hearing her say this, Ning Jinyun sympathized with her very much in her heart, how could she be happy in the future if she married a rich child who only knew how to drink and have fun.
"Your wife? Is that Mrs. Yan? Ning Jinyun asked.
Yan Qiushui nodded, "Yes, it's my father's wife, my eldest sister's mother-in-law, she never allowed me to call her mother, only allowed me to call her Mrs. Sometimes, I feel that I am not as good as a favored maid, and my mother has been bullied by my wife a lot. ”
Ning Jinyun couldn't help but think of her past life, how could she not have lived this kind of life in her previous life, she had been skinned by Aunt Li many times, and finally she was married to a bad old man by the Li family, which was exactly the same as the current Yan Qiushui.
She grabbed Yan Qiushui's arm and said urgently, "Qiushui, you have to think clearly, this is your life, if you don't want to marry Lian Gongzi, you can choose not to marry, even if it is better to run away than to marry that kind of person." There is only one life in life, and you should be in charge, not your father or your wife. ”
Hearing this, Yan Qiushui raised a pair of red teary eyes and said in surprise, "Escape? I don't dare, they will find me, and the consequences will be unimaginable, and even if I want to escape, where can I escape, I don't have any relatives outside, and I don't know anyone, I can't escape. ”
What she said also made sense, Ning Jinyun was like a deflated balloon, so she had to temporarily give up the idea of letting Yan Qiushui escape.
However, Ning Jinyun couldn't bear to see this good girl, and buried her life like this.
"By the way, when I came to you just now, I saw Aunt Li, she seemed to be crying." Yan Qiushui wiped away her tears and said, "Aren't you going to see what's going on?" ”
Ning Jinyun was puzzled, "Aunt Li is crying, what is she crying about?" ”
In her impression, Aunt Li rarely cries, at least rarely in front of others, let alone crying. It must be a big deal to make Li can't control his emotions like this.
At this time, she couldn't help but think of one person, the third sister Ning Jinrao.
Ning Jinyun muttered, "It can't be that something happened to the third sister, let's go, let's go to the Peony Courtyard to have a look." ”
After that, she got up and asked Zijuan to bring Yan Qiushui a cloak, and when Yan Qiushui put on the cloak, the two of them held a soup woman in their hands, followed by Qingyun and Zijuan, and went to the Peony Courtyard.
Last night's snow had not yet melted, and the soles of shoes creaked on them, and when I walked near the peony courtyard, the snow on the road became thicker.
Qingyun muttered in a low voice, "It's really strange, why didn't Aunt Li order someone to come out to clear the snow?" Look, it's all snow. ”
Ning Jinyun replied, "Don't worry about the snow, just now Qiushui saw Aunt Li crying, maybe something happened, after arriving at the Peony Courtyard for a while, let's be smart, don't mess with Aunt Li, who knows what she can do if she is in a bad mood." ”
As they spoke, they had already come to the door of the Peony Courtyard, which was very noisy, and it seemed that there were many people here. (To be continued.) )