(159), wood hairpin
"It's to make a difference that we use wooden hairpins." After Shiso's words mentioned this hairpin, there was a hint of longing in his eyes.
"In this building, some people throw away gold and silver treasures in order to buy red faces. Those precious and beautiful things in the eyes of ordinary people can often be seen in our eyes and around us, so we do not feel that there is anything precious; On the other hand, ordinary life in the eyes of ordinary people is very desirable in our hearts, but people who live like that may not be able to understand our thoughts. â
"We who are committed to this building don't know if we have lost our hearts in this life of purple and gold before we get that kind of life?" Shisu smiled with a resentful smile.
After a moment of silence, she said: "Dongfeng Building was not originally called by this name, the four words on the door number were mentioned by a later person, and when he wrote these four words, he promised at the same time that everyone in the building would get such a life......
"The one who mentioned the word, but my master?" When Mo Ye heard this, he couldn't help but grab the previous sentence.
Zi Su replied with a smile: "No, Brother Lin originally had nothing to do with this building, and when they came, Brother Lin was not with him. The handwriting on the plaque, you should be able to recognize, is very different from your master's handwriting. â
"Oh." Mo Ye replied sullenly, with a trace of disappointment and joy in his heart, and his mood was very strange.
Of course, Zisu couldn't guess her complicated and changing thoughts at this time, and she just continued on the topic just now: "Although the name of this building was newly mentioned by that person, the title deed of this building was bought by a young woman who came with that person. She was generous, but after buying the building, she gave each of the girls in the building a wooden hairpin, and at the same time. She talked about things that I couldn't understand at the time, and that the other sisters thought were novel. â
She called it a place to bring joy to others, but it wasn't just in that way, and she taught us a lot of what she called it to entertain others. She sent us Mu Hai, mainly to tell us not to forget our own heart, not before that man fulfilled his promise. First of all, I forgot about my original intention. Since then. The girl who received the hairpin on the same day would touch the hairpin every day when she was dressing up and removing her makeup, and at the same time remembered those words. â
Mo Ye hesitated for a moment and then said, "But." Now you're still here, and that man has broken his promise. â
Shisu shook his head lightly and said, "You just saw the one-sided side of things. It's not that he is untrustworthy, it's that we don't appreciate it. â
Mo Ye was surprised: "Why is this? Didn't you just say that you really want to live like that? â
"I've said a lot today. However, you may not be exposed to so many things in the future, so I won't go into more detail about this matter. Zi Su's tone softened, looked out of the door, turned around and continued: "Don't you notice that there are a few girls living in such a large area of Dongfeng Tower?" â
Mo Ye was slightly moved. Shisu's words were already very plain, and it was not difficult for her to think of them. The girls who still have zĂ i in the building all took the initiative to ask to stay. It's just that this building is beautifully repaired, and the internal regulations are clear. There is also a forest fir vaguely in charge, but it is never a place where a woman from a good family should stay. Since the person who mentioned the word back then has the ability and began to fulfill his promise, why don't these women in the building take advantage of Fanghua's still existence and hurry up to find a lover and live the ordinary life they clearly yearn for?
Thinking of the possible purpose of the woman in the Dongfeng Building taking the initiative to stay, thinking of the possible reason why the first place the master arrived at after returning to Beijing was here, and then thinking of the words of the woman in red when he was still in the main building before, Mo Ye began to vaguely realize that the relationship between Dongfeng Tower and Lin Shan may not be a business relationship, but a ......
Thinking of this, Mo Ye stood up from the chair without warning, his eyes gradually became solemn, and the hand that was originally flat on the table slowly clenched into a fist.
Seeing her strange appearance, Shisu immediately asked, "What's wrong with you?" â
Mo Ye was a little distracted, as if he hadn't heard of Zisu's words, and at this moment, there was a sudden sound of strings outside the open door, but it was only a short sound, there was no follow-up, and the string sound was sharp, which seemed a little harsh.
Mo Ye came back to her senses because of this, she wanted to ask Zisu why the woman in the building chose to stay, but after the string sound, her original hesitation settled, and she just smiled at Zisu and didn't say anything. At this time, the string sound started again, and it was also a sharp sound, and from this sound, Mo Ye walked to the door, glanced up, and locked his eyes on the top floor of Dongfeng Tower.
Zi Su had also gotten up and walked to the door, she thought Mo Ye was thinking about the string sound, and explained softly: "Upstairs is tuning the piano!" â
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The distracted Mo Ye almost said these two words.
However, Zisu, who usually does the work of serving people, had already anticipated this festival one step ahead, she saw the corner of her eyes move from the side of Mo Ye's face, and then continued: "It should be that Brother Lin brought a good piano to Dajiu, and the road was bumpy, so the strings were deliberately loose. It can also be said that he wants to tune the piano in front of Dajiu, this kind of high-grade piano requires very delicate string relaxation, if the tuning is not good, the essence will be lost when playing, and Brother Lin's lack of music is known to everyone in the building. â
Mo Ye suddenly smiled when he heard this, and a thought suddenly popped up in his heart, so he said casually: "Sister Zisu, you haven't sued me yet, what should this Jiu Niang be called!" â
Zi Su Wen Yan said: "I have sued you since the beginning, it is the 'wine lady', but the name is the wine of the wine, and Dajiu has no flower name, and the wine lady is her real name when she entered the building." â
Mo Ye asked curiously, "Then she must be very good at drinking?" â
When Zi Su heard Mo Ye's question, he seemed to have thought of something interesting in his heart, and said with a smile: "Naturally, it's good, it's easy to put down your master." â
Mo Ye thought of Lin Shan's drunken appearance, and said disapprovingly: "If you talk about the quality of the wine, you can't compare him." â
Zi Su smiled a little and said puzzledly: "Brother Lin's alcohol consumption is quite good in the building. â
Mo Ye turned his head to look at Zi Su with a questioning expression, and said slowly: "But I have seen him drink twice, both times he was drunk, and the other people at the same table were only slightly drunk. â
After thinking about it, Zi Su said: "It is said that when people are in a bad mood, they are more likely to get drunk than usual, because people who are in a bad mood are either poured all over the table as soon as they are served, and they don't know how to use some food to cover the bottom first, or they have something in their hearts, and deliberately pretend to be drunk and drink less, so as not to get down to business." â
Mo Ye sighed casually: "There is so much attention to drinking? â
"Have you forgotten what business we do in the building? The profits from the sale of liquor account for more than half of all the revenue in the building, and we certainly know a lot about this kind of activity. Zi Su said and saw Mo Ye look at the location on the third floor again, she hesitated for a moment and then asked softly, "You are so curious about the affairs of Dajiu, do you have something on your mind?" â
"We just entered the building, and the first thing the doorman called was her name." Mo Ye didn't hide what she was thinking about at this time from Zisu, she asked Wen Yan again: "Is this Jiuniang very close to my master?"
Zi Su was stunned for a moment, as if she was a little surprised to hear this question asked by Mo Ye, she was stunned for a moment and then smiled meaningfully: "Intimate or not, you have to ask your master!" But you're so smart, you don't even know about it, it must be Brother Lin doing it on purpose, so I can't say anything more. â
Without getting the ideal answer, Mo Ye originally wanted to ask "who is the master", but when she saw that Zisu began to tell lies, she gave up that idea, pursed her lips and said falsely: "I can't even remember the names of several sisters, how can I be smart." â
Unexpectedly, Zi Su immediately grabbed her casual words, and lightly diverted the topic just now, and said in a relaxed tone: "This is very simple, the 'seven colors' can be called the eldest sister, the second sister, the third sister, etc., as for the big nine, you will follow us to call the big nine sisters, and the rest of the 'four elephants' will be easy to remember." â
Mo Ye turned his head again, winked at Zisu, and said with a somewhat mischievous expression: "Seventh sister...... It's really easy to remember. â
After Mo Ye's words were finished, the two glanced at each other, and suddenly "giggled" together.
At this time, a man with a tray came over from the big kitchen, and it turned out that the wontons were ready. However, there were two bowls of wontons in the tray, and the man only put down one bowl, and went upstairs with the other bowl.
Mo Ye returned to the house with the bowl, and Zi Su also walked in, seeing Mo Ye eating wontons after sitting down on the table, she was still eating happily after being scalded by the hot soup, she couldn't help but say: "This journey must be very hard!" I must not have eaten very well. â
"It's okay, I didn't eat dinner today." Mo Ye took a sip of the wonton soup, and then said with a satisfied expression: "But isn't this just eaten?" Home-made fresh wontons are not comparable to the restaurants outside. â
Shisu noticed the two words in Mo Ye's words, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
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In the room on the third floor of Dongfeng Building, which usually doesn't treat people, so it seems very cold, Jiu Niang took the tray handed over by the man at the door, closed the door and walked to the table.
The desk was already covered with a flat case and a piano, so she had to put the tray on the low desk beside her. Lin Shan, who was staring at the fourth string of the five-stringed lyre, smelled the fragrance of the hot wontons that had just come out of the pot, and said without looking up: "It's so fragrant." (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation