Chapter 4 Hosta
In the morning, when there was no one on the street, Hua Mingshan had already opened the door and walked outside. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Yesterday he endorsed Xue Luo, and the result was of course, he couldn't compare to Xue Luo at all. Hua Mingshan said that he was willing to gamble and lose, and asked him what he wanted.
There was a rare glint in Master Xue's eyes, and he said I want to eat the buns sold on the street next door to your house, and let him buy them for himself.
Hua Mingshan: "Huh? ā
Xue Luo can't eat anything at home, and now he came to talk to Hua Mingshan about a few steamed buns? If you want to eat, it's good to let the servants buy it, and it's clear that you want to support Xue Luo.
Xue Luo said: "Yes, I won you to support you, I want you to buy it yourself." ā
Hua Mingshan: "......"
Hua Mingshan didn't like to queue up, so he deliberately got up early. After walking a few steps, turning a corner, he was on the next street. The steamed bun shop was steaming hot, and you could see it from afar. A long table blocked the entrance of the store, and on the table were baskets of steamed buns.
Hua Mingshan walked over, but after calling for a long time, he didn't see anyone. After a while, he heard the sound of moving a stool, and then a small head popped up from behind the desk:
"My mother is still busy, what do you want?"
Hua Mingshan looked at the soft layer of fluff on the boy's head, bent down and said, "I want a basket of steamed buns." ā
After speaking, he helped the child uncover the lid and packed the bun himself. The child took the copper plate and was very happy. Hua Mingshan smiled at him and turned back.
"Hey, Hua Mingshan."
Suddenly, he heard someone calling him.
On the long street behind him, Xue Luo stood there, still holding a package in his hand. I don't know when he came.
Hua Mingshan subconsciously looked at his body, and then found that the package he brought out was missing. He kept thinking about memorizing a few more pages, and after winning Xue Luo, he took the book with him, thinking that he would memorize it when he went back.
Xue Luo knew what was going on his mind. He stood there, not coming over, but pretending to be helpless, and said, "If I give you back the book, you will be able to memorize a few more pages." ā
"Well, don't pay it back."
Hua Mingshan looked at him for a moment, turned around, and continued walking.
Then the next moment, a gust of wind blew past him. One hand quickly took the bun he was carrying, and at the same time handed a package into his arms. Xue Luo and he walked side by side, both walking at a very slow pace.
"The next time someone threatens you like that, please remember to kill him. One should protect oneself with all one's might. Xue Luo said.
Hua Mingshan did not speak.
"Mingshan, why do you always have to compare with me? I'm not the best. One day, I'll be knocked over to the ground and pointed at my nose and yelled. You have to be strong as soon as possible, strong enough to be on par with someone better than me. Do you think it's better to just surpass me?"
In fact, I never thought of surpassing this person, but I just thought it would be nice to catch up.
How can this person, this person, be inferior to others? Being knocked to the ground and being pointed at and yelled at is not going to happen, right?
Hua Mingshan was about to speak, and Xue Luo stuffed a bun into his slightly open mouth.
"Fool."
After dropping these words, Xue Luo strode away, leaving him with a gloomy back. Hua Mingshan stopped and chased after him.
Today's day is a little special. When the homework was over, the boy led the horse and waited outside. Hua Mingshan went out, turned over and got on the horse, glad that today's horse was finally not frightened and went to the suburbs smoothly.
Hua Mingshan came to a lonely grave and poured a few glasses of wine on the ground in front of the grave. Twenty years ago, there was a general who was killed by a traitor and died here alone, and few people know who he was. Hua Mingshan also learned about this from a very old book. Since then, he has come here every year on the day of the general's death to pay his respects.
I guess I was crying for the faithful.
Hua Mingshan looked at the tombstone with unreadable handwriting steadily, and Ren Feng lifted his hair. The hair brushed the red at the end of his eyes, and then flew in the direction of the setting sun.
Aside from Xue Luo, if there was anyone else worthy of his follow, it was probably such a person.
The little servant stood with his hands hanging on the side, and after a long while, he said, "Young master, it's not too early." ā
Hua Mingshan met Kuju on the way back. Kue was looking at the cheap ornaments on the stall and choosing slowly. Hua Mingshan saw that there was a jewelry shop nearby, so he walked in, and when he came out, he already had an extra hosta in his hand.
He walked over and called Kue's name. The two went to the teahouse to drink tea together, followed by Qianyue and Xiaowu. In the teahouse, Hua Mingshan said that he had bought her a birthday gift and would give it to her in advance.
Jiue knew that her birthday was still early, and Hua Mingshan should just want to have an excuse to give her something. She thanked her and drank a cup of tea with a bit of a grunge.
"Although you should not meddle in other people's affairs. But I really can't get used to the way your brother looks. ā
"He was twelve years older than me, and he was still a child when I was born, and it was normal for him to be jealous of my parents' love." Kuju laughed, "He used to say that his mother didn't care about him at all. ā
Hua Mingshan said: "As a man, I don't think about how to fulfill my responsibilities, but I only think about competing for favor at home, even with my sister who is twelve years younger than me, which can be regarded as capable." How do you want such a man to serve the king? ā
Jiue was amused by this sentence: "My brother can't compare to Brother Mingshan, not to mention being loyal to the monarch and serving the country, it's good that he can manage himself." ā
Hua Mingshan didn't answer, but said, "Jiuzhong, if you have a complaint in your heart, you should talk to your mother." Your mother has no idea how uncomfortable you are. ā
"Mother is annoying enough, if I don't be well-behaved, I'm simply adding to the blockage." Jiuju shook his head, "As long as my mother still loves me, I don't care about anything else." ā
Hua Mingshan sighed in his heart. This kid is really still stupid.
Qianyue in the back heard them talking about the young master, and she couldn't help it. At this time, seeing that the young lady was still talking for the young master, she couldn't help but say:
"Miss, you better think about what will happen when you go back tomorrow."
"Go back, why should I go back tomorrow?"
Qianyue replied:
"Your good brother is getting married! He chose the wrong door. The lady said that the family affairs were not in a hurry, so he jumped in the house and quickly made the old lady angry to death. ā
Because Hua Mingshan is also an outsider, Qianyue felt embarrassed after speaking, and stood aside and said nothing.
Kue wore that hosta home.
She stood outside the door of the mansion, listening to the noisy sound inside, a little puzzled. It's obviously a good thing to get married, why can the family be like this?
She had no idea that from today onwards, she would be treated as an "outsider" in the family step by step.