Chapter 1: Crying

() Han Kingdom. The richest and most prosperous town in the south of the Yangtze River, Wucheng.

It is the season of sunny and warm spring flowers, the bare branches bloom with new green, and the crops on the once desolate land are quietly growing, as if taking off the heavy winter coat of earthy yellow, showing a new relaxation and vitality. Most of the people were smiling, the peasants were happy because of the first snow of the first year, and they knew that this year should be the year of great abundance, the merchants were full of joy because of the increase in the number of people on the road and the prosperity of business, and the scholars were more kind than usual because of the great spring scene, and the poems were flourishing, and even the officials and officials seemed to be more kind than usual.

The streets of Wucheng are particularly lively, early in the morning, the shops on both sides of the street are opened one after another, the sound of selling and shouting comes and goes, the merchants from the south to the north, those who enter the city, those who go out of the city, come and go, all this qiē, all show that this is a peaceful and happy world.

"Woo... Wow wow... Woooooo

The first mansion in Wucheng - the mansion of Lord Zun Liu, the highest governor of Wucheng, but there was a discordant cry in the backyard.

"Alas, my little ancestor, you can't make any more trouble, the old lady is still waiting."

In a delicate room, a girl with a round face half-squatted and looked down at the four or five-year-old girl in front of her, coaxing helplessly.

"Cui Yu, what's the matter, hasn't the girl freshened up yet?" The curtain of the door was opened, and a girl with a long face walked in, slightly older, about seventeen or eighteen years old, looking neat and steady.

"Sister Cuiliu, I took several sets of clothes for the girl according to your instructions, but the girl didn't like it, sister, come and persuade her." The girl named Cuiyu spread her hands as she spoke, indicating that she could not do anything.

Cuiliu looked at the little master who was still standing in the room and still covering her face to say that she was crying, and did not ignore her gradually whining voice, as well as her big eyes flickering between her fingers, she couldn't help but laugh in her heart, and hurriedly walked over to pick her up and put her on the couch next to her.

"Girl, although it is spring, but the morning is still very cold, how can you stand on the ground with only single clothes, and when you get sick when you turn around, can't you go out to play?"

Cuiliu's voice is very gentle, and she can always get to the point, the little girl can't go out to play when she hears it, so she hurriedly puts down the hand covering her face, obediently no longer moves, and lets Cuiliu carry her to the couch and cover her with a small thin quilt.

Cuiliu took out the handkerchief in her arms, helped the little girl wipe the tears on her face, and continued to coax gently: "Girl, you forgot, the old lady is going to take you to the Guiyuan Temple in Qixia Mountain today, haven't you always wanted to go to the Guiyuan Temple to play, why don't you let Cuiyu change your clothes for you, if the old lady is in a hurry and doesn't take you there, what should I do?" ”

The little girl blinked and pouted, "I don't like it." ”

"Don't you like these clothes, they're all new this spring." Cuiliu picked up a dress with a faint pink color, "This one is very beautiful, the girl must look like a fairy in the painting." Seeing her shake her head, Cuiliu picked up a light green skirt again, "What about this one, I don't like it, what about this one......"

The little girl kept shaking her head, Cuiliu was also frustrated, remembering the girl's usual preferences, and said busily: "Does the girl think that this color is not bright enough, let's go to the temple today, dress more elegantly, and go back to the slave maid to help the girl make a few bright ones, and the girl will be on it today, okay?" ”

"Don't." The little girl refused.

Cuiliu was out of luck, and when she was secretly anxious, Cuiyu walked in with a basin of warm water that had been re-fought, soaked the handkerchief, and muttered while wiping the little girl's hands and face, "Little ancestor, what do you want." "Cuiyu is from the surrounding remote villages, and she will have a local accent in her voice in a hurry, which will always make everyone laugh.

When the little girl heard this, she grinned and wanted to laugh, but suddenly she felt that something was wrong, so she hurriedly covered her mouth, sank her face, looked stern, and stretched out her hand to point forward, "I want that." ”

Following the direction of the little girl's hand, Cuiliu saw a boy's robe next to the pile of clothes, and suddenly remembered that this was the girl who saw the new clothes in Brother Hai's room yesterday.

"That's not good, I'm going out today, how can a girl wear this."

Cui Yu waved her hand again and again, and Cui Liu also coaxed: "Yes, the girl is a girl, how can she wear boy's clothes, besides, the clothes are not good-looking, isn't it?" ”

"Wow......" When the little girl heard this, she immediately began to cry, her hands fluttered, her legs kicked wildly, and the quilt was kicked to the ground......

In the upper room, Mrs. Liu is chatting with her eldest daughter-in-law, Mrs. Liu is in her forties, with kind eyebrows and proper maintenance, and she can see that she is also a big beauty when she is young, and the next is Cai Xinlan, the daughter-in-law of the Liu family, in her early twenties, wearing a light white Luo shirt, a light violet skirt, only a colorful step on her head, a pair of Dongzhu earrings on her ears, and only a moist white jade bracelet on her hand.

As if hearing the movement of the small courtyard next door, the old lady looked at the door, her brows furrowed slightly, "Why do you hear Qin'er's voice, this girl, what's wrong, what's wrong with the early morning." ”

Before Cai's could respond, the door curtain was lifted, and a maid in a red gown stood at the door with a grin, "Isn't it a girl, when the slave went, the girl was still crying, and she had to wear Hai Ge'er's clothes, and Cuiliu and Cuiyu couldn't do it, so they had to bring the old lady here." ”

As her words fell, a little person flashed into the door, dressed in a new blue brocade robe, with a jade belt around her waist and a jade crown on her head.

The maids who were going in and out of the breakfast next to them all laughed, and one of them pushed Mama Liu, deliberately learning her voice and laughing: "Brother Hai is here, why is it a little different, alas, look at my old eyes and dizzy, which little son is this, so handsome, old lady, you can't help but be a fairy child in the painting." ”

Before she finished speaking, the people next to her laughed, and the old lady pointed at the girl while laughing, "Mama, you haven't torn the mouth of Caixia's little hoove, she still remembers the joke she made yesterday." ”

Mama Liu is the old lady's companion, her eyes were injured when she was young, her eyes were not very good, she was laughed at by everyone, she was not annoyed, and she grinned at the old lady, "Who made our girl look good, no matter how she dressed, she was so handsome, and she couldn't even compare to the fairy fairy in the painting." It caused everyone to laugh again.

"Mother." The little man seemed to hear everyone praise her for her good looks, and proudly held her head high and threw herself into the old lady's arms.

"My son." The old lady hugged her and loved her to the fullest, before nodding her forehead, "It's just that the bigger it is, the more unruly it is, don't you see my sister-in-law here." Although his mouth was reproachful, his eyes were full of pampering.

"Sister-in-law." The little man rolled from the old lady's arms to Cai's arms again.

"Qin girl, are you messing around again today?"

Caixia handed over a cup of tea, the old lady took it and took a sip, glanced at the villain, and said lightly.

The villain knew that his mother was about to get into the topic, and he couldn't say that he was talking bitterly and tiradally, so he hurriedly raised his head from Cai's arms, turned his big black eyes a few times, glanced at the old lady, looked at Cai's again, and secretly pulled Cai's sleeve, saw the old lady glaring at her, and hurriedly buried her head in Cai's arms again.

Cai's glanced at her sister-in-law funny, touched her head, and started a round, "Mother, let's eat first, my little sister is still young, and it's not too late to teach her slowly." Little sister, are you hungry? Today, my sister-in-law made your favorite peach blossom rolls, let's go eat them first, so that Brother Chao is here, and I have to rob you again. ”

The old lady was supported by Caixia, and while walking to the dining table, she shook her head and sighed: "Xinlan, you are so used to her, you have spoiled her." ”

"Mother, you can really wronged people, if you want to say that you are the most accustomed little sister in this family, it is none other than you."