In the corner, Hanmei is independent.

A branch slanted out in front of the beautifully carved window lattice, with plum blossoms dotted on it, and a few of them were already in full bloom.

The petals are pink and delicate, and the dark fragrance floats.

Like the girl in the window, under the curtain of snowflakes outside the window, there is a lonely beauty.

Luo Qingzhou stepped on the path made of cobblestones, walked to the slanting plum in front of the window, bowed his head and bowed his hand, and said respectfully: "Second Miss." ”

Qin Weimo had already stood up from the chair, looked at him softly in the window, a reserved smile appeared on his beautiful face, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, you're welcome, it's cold outside, come in." ”

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the room.

Thin smoke curled from the incense burner, charcoal was red in the fireplace, and a thick snow-white blanket was laid on the floor.

There is a vase on the table, and a few pink winter plums are inserted in it.

A small hand stove is placed on the side of the table.

In the corner, there is also a soft collapse.

There is a pink futon embroidered with peonies on the top, and a small coffee table is placed horizontally in the middle, and a game of Go is placed on the coffee table.

There were also a few girl's clothes in the house.

Even standing under the eaves outside the window, Luo Qingzhou could smell the fragrance of the girl wafting from the house.

This is a study that belongs to a young girl.

There may never have been a man entering.

So......

Luo Qingzhou was still standing outside, and arched his hand: "Second Miss, I won't go in, Madame asked me to come and visit you." Since the second lady is writing, then I won't bother and come to visit next time. ”

Zhu'er, who was standing at the door, suddenly said urgently: "Uncle, don't go!" ”

After speaking, he felt that the tone was wrong, and said angrily: "Uncle just came, and he hasn't talked to the second lady for a while, how can he leave so quickly." ”

Qin Weimo lowered his head and put away the pen and ink, rolled up the rice paper, and then looked at him softly and said, "Brother-in-law, I'm done writing......"

Luo Qingzhou: "......"

He turned his head to look at Bai Ling, who was standing under the eaves not far away, hesitated, walked into the eaves, approached the window, looked at the weak girl in the window and said, "Second Miss, then you ...... What do you want to talk about? ”

Qin Weimo stood in the window and said with a wry smile: "Brother-in-law, are you standing outside like this?" ”

Luo Qingzhou said: "It's okay, it's good." ”

The two fell silent through the window.

Bai Ling, who was standing not far away, suddenly walked to the door, pulled Zhu'er who was eyeing him and said, "Let's go, let's go to the room next to us and talk for a while." ”

Pearls were forcibly pulled away by her.

There was silence in the room.

Outside, the snow was falling, and it was just as silent.

Luo Qingzhou felt embarrassed to stand like this, and said, "Second Miss, didn't you say last time that you want to read a book like "The Story of the Boudoir"? ”

When Qin Weimo heard this, her eyes lit up: "Did my brother-in-law bring it to me?" ”

Luo Qingzhou shook his head and said, "I didn't bring it, but I remember a few stories like "The Story of the Boudoir", if the second miss wants to hear it, I can tell it to the second miss." ”

When Qin Weimo heard this, he nodded happily: "Well, brother-in-law, I want to hear it." ”

Luo Qingzhou pondered for a moment and said, "Then I'll tell the second lady a story about "The Legend of the West Chamber" today." ”

In view of the sentimentality of this second lady and the fact that she was not in good health, he decided that no matter what story he told, the ending should be made up better.

Anyway, it's a story novel, just make up a happy ending.

Qin Weimo said softly: "Brother-in-law, is it okay to come in and talk about it?" It was cold outside, and we sat on the slump and got warmer. ”

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the soft collapse in the house, where did he dare to go in.

There were not only his daughter's bedding and belongings, but also two of his daughter's clothes, and if he went in and sat opposite the little sister-in-law and talked on his knees, it is estimated that the mother-in-law would know about it and would immediately carry a knife and kill her.

"No, I'll just stand here and talk about it. If the second lady feels cold, she can go and sit on the collapse. ”

Luo Qingzhou declined politely, afraid that she would continue to invite, so he hurriedly told the story.

"The age is unknown, there is a surname Cui Guiren, the official worshiped the former dynasty Xiangguo, unfortunately died of illness. Only gave birth to a little girl, the small character Yingying, 19 years old, a needle pointing to a female worker, poetry and books, and the ...... of those who are incompetent"

"One day, Zhang Sheng visited the Pufu Temple and met Cui Yingying......"

This "The Legend of the West Chamber" was originally an opera drama, and Luo Qingzhou remembered the story, so he only told the key plots in it very briefly.

Qin Weimo held his breath and listened intently.

When he heard that the two met in the Pufu Temple, his eyes sparkled; When he heard that the Pufu Temple was besieged, he frowned again, his face full of nervousness......

When she heard that Cui's mother was married, her little face showed anger again.

Luo Qingzhou stood under the eaves outside the window, wearing a robe, speaking slowly and eloquently.

Miss Qin Er stood in the window, looking at his delicate and handsome face, and listened in silence.

At some point, Bailing and Zhu'er both walked out of the room and eavesdropped at the door, but they were silent.

After several twists and turns, with the help of the matchmaker, Yingying finally went to Zhang Sheng's residence for a private meeting. Cui's mother sensed the signs and tortured the matchmaker......"

When it came to Yingying's ten-mile long pavilion to bid farewell to Zhang Sheng and go to Beijing to catch the exam, Qin Weimo burst into tears......

Zhu'er, who was hiding behind the door and eavesdropping, also had red circles under her eyes.

But the ending is happy after all.

"Zhang Sheng was the top student in high school, after several twists and turns, he finally married Yingying, lived happily and sweetly, and gave birth to a few big fat boys and a few beautiful girls......"

Luo Qingzhou added the ending to be more perfect and happy.

After the story was told, Qin Weimo stood in the window, his eyes were red, and he was silent for a long time.

Although I cried, the suppressed pessimistic emotions in my heart were released at once, and my heart was a lot easier, my mind was full of the beautiful love story of Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying, and those thoughts of life and death were gone.

"Second Miss, it's not too early, I should go back to study, farewell."

After Luo Qingzhou finished speaking, he did not continue to stay and retreated.

Qin Weimo stood there stupidly, and when he was about to walk out of the small courtyard, Fang opened his mouth and shouted, "Brother-in-law, will you come again tomorrow?" ”

Luo Qingzhou stopped, turned his head to look at her and said, "Madam said, let me come once every three days." ”

Qin Weimo looked at him, was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Brother-in-law, what if Weimo wants you to come every day?" ”

These words came out of the mouth of a woman who had not yet left the cabinet, and it was said by the sister-in-law to her brother-in-law, which was really a bit ...... Too bold.

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, and for a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

Bai Ling, who was standing at the door, looked at him.

Zhu'er was even more stunned, how could Miss ......

Qin Weimo smiled softly, breaking the awkward atmosphere: "Brother-in-law, I'm joking with you." Thank you brother-in-law today, Weimo is very happy. After those three days, Weimo waited for her brother-in-law again. ”

"Hmm."

Luo Qingzhou responded, didn't say anything more, and turned his head to look at Bai Ling at the door: "You're not leaving?" ”

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, hurriedly ran out of the eaves, stretched out the flower umbrella in his hand, and waved to the weak girl in the window: "Second Miss, let's go, see you in three days." ”

She ran to Luo Qingzhou and handed over the flower umbrella in her hand.

Luo Qingzhou took the umbrella, propped it on top of her head, covered her from the wind and snow, walked out of the small courtyard side by side, and disappeared around the corner.

Qin Weimo stood in the window, stunned for a long time, and muttered: "Zhu'er, you say, will my brother-in-law be like Zhang Sheng, the top student in high school?" ”

Zhu'er looked at her worriedly from the side and whispered, "Miss, you...... How could you just say that......"

Qin Weimo came back to his senses, smiled slightly, spread out the rice paper that had just been rolled up, looked at the poem on it, and his beautiful cheeks were as calm as water: "What I said was from my heart, why can't I say it?" ”

Pearl's eyes widened as she looked at her.

Outside the window, the snowflakes fall silently.

The red plum that leans under the eaves, wrapped in the ice and snow that has just fallen, stands proudly, and the fragrance is still there.

"Uncle, the story you just told is so good, Chan...... Miss and Chanchan haven't listened yet, so you can go and tell them about it later. ”

"I'm going back to study."

"My uncle told the second lady about it, and even Zhu'er listened to it, and I listened to it too. If the uncle didn't tell Miss and Chanchan, they would be angry. ”

"If you're angry, you're angry."

"If Miss gets angry, Chanchan will let her uncle know what it means to seal her throat with a sword!"

"Miss won't be angry about this little thing, you don't have to lie to me, you don't have to scare me."

"But Chanchan will be angry."

"Why?"

"Because...... Because my uncle treats Miss badly, Miss actually likes to listen to stories, but no one tells Miss to them. ”

"Really?"

"Well, it's true, whoever lies is ......"

"Dogs?"

"It's not a human anyway."

Bai Ling secretly said in his heart: It's a flower, the most beautiful flower!

As she spoke, she sniffed the flower in her hand again, and leaned towards the young man next to her unconsciously.

It was like he was under an umbrella, and it was like he was holding it in his arms......