Chapter 20 Purse
Lin Jinlou grew up in the Fugui Grotto, was born in Gentle Township, tasted all kinds of rouge, and feasted in front of his head, he also specially ordered people to carry two small sedan chairs, and carried the three top prostitutes of Yihong Courtyard, and now he has a green sweat towel tied around his waist that the famous prostitute Xiao Cuixian just wiped his mouth, but the girl in front of him is so plain makeup, but it suddenly makes people's eyes shine. From a distance, he only felt that it was a girl with some appearance, but when he looked closely, he was stunned, and he couldn't help but look at it again. I saw that the black-haired cicada sideburns hugged a snow-white goose egg face, long eyebrows and red lips, a pair of big eyes clear and moist, at the moment the eyes are low, the eyelashes are thick like a fan, although the age is young, but it has its own bright and beautiful beauty, carefully examined, more and more I feel that the spirit is outstanding, there is no other.
Lin Jinlou only felt that his mouth was dry, and his heart was pounding in his chest, and he wanted to lean down to sniff the magnolia in her hair, whether it was as fragrant and attractive as he thought, but he couldn't move as if he had been immobilized, it was really a joke, it was just a little girl in front of him, but he felt that she was noble and reserved, and she couldn't be violated and laughed at will.
Xianglan had already sensed Lin Jinlou's increasingly burning gaze, which made her extremely uncomfortable, as if she was a piece of mouth-watering meat. A gust of wind blew, Xianglan smelled the smell of wine on Lin Jinlou's body and the faint fragrance of fat powder, and thought: "Lin Jinlou was born so well, but it's a pity that he is a merry embryo, so he doesn't know where to be happy and happy. His face became a little colder, he took two steps back, hung his head and asked, "What do you command?" ”
Lin Jinlou coughed lightly twice: "What's your name?" Where is it, girl, why haven't I seen you? ”
Xianglan hung her hand and said in a proper manner: "If you go back to the uncle, the slave maid is called Xianglan, and she is waiting for the cousin girl in Luo Xuewu." ”
Lin Jinlou frowned: "You are the girl of the Cao family?" ”
Xianglan said respectfully: "The slave maid belongs to the Lin family, and the eldest grandmother ordered me to serve the cousin." ”
Lin Jinlou's brows were relaxed, and when he saw Xianglan lowering her head, he was a little displeased, and wanted her to raise her head, but he saw her snow-white and graceful neck, like a high-quality white porcelain, and like a warm mutton fat jade, he couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it, but as soon as he raised his hand, he heard someone behind him: "My master, I can find you, it turns out that you are here." ”
Lin Jinlou looked back and saw that it was the little guy who was waiting beside him, Jixiang hurriedly ran over and whispered a few words beside Lin Jinlou, Lin Jinlou raised his eyebrows and said, "There is such a thing?" Didn't you send them all back properly? ”
Jixiang whispered: "Of course, it was sent back by a special order, who knew that Li Erye fell in love with Xiao Cuixian, and insisted on taking it back to stay overnight, and later heard that Cuixian girl was ......" looked at Lin Jinlou's face, and then said, "It was the uncle who wrapped it, and I didn't dare to make too many times, so I named Xiao Cuixian's sister Xiao Cuiyun, but Cuiyun is a chick, these days I have written a lot of poems for the uncle, and I used my own hair to play a colorful veil and send it over, the uncle has accepted it, she feels that the uncle has affection for her, so she thinks that she is the uncle's person, Naturally, he refused to give in...... It's like this, and now Cuiyun is wiping his neck and hanging himself, Li Erye has committed a tendon, and he has to give Cuiyun a bud. ”
Lin Jinlou laughed and said: "Li Xiaoer is still this bull temper, and it is not possible to treat the beautiful cow chewing peonies, it's just that, I will come forward to say peace." After speaking, he looked back, but found that Xianglan was gone. I thought about going back and looking for the little girl, and went with Jixiang.
Xianglan hugged the pot of magnolia flowers and trotted for a while, put the pot on the ground, wiped the sweat with her sleeve, and couldn't help but shudder when she thought of Lin Jinlou's burning eyes. couldn't help but comfort himself, Lin Jinlou was drunk and drunk, and when he woke up, he would inevitably forget about her, a little girl. When she was about to walk to Luo Xuewu, Xianglan suddenly heard someone calling her, turned her head to look, and saw Song Ke standing in the bamboo forest waving to her.
Xianglan was puzzled, so she had to step forward and ask, "What do you command?" ”
Song Ke smiled like a spring breeze, his eyes were bright, and he pointed to the hem of his clothes and said, "I don't know if you have a veil?" ”
Xianglan looked down and saw that there was a large piece of dirt on the hem of her clothes, as if it was a ball of wet mud, so she hurriedly put the flower pot on the ground, took out a handkerchief from her arms, and bent down to help Song Ke clean up.
Song Ke hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No need, I'll just come by myself." As he spoke, he took the handkerchief, wiped it himself, and said, "Thank you for this, if I hadn't met you, I wouldn't have been able to see people in this dress." ”
Xianglan saw that Song Ke had a smile on his face, and he looked even more handsome, and his attitude was amiable, so she also smiled, thinking: "Such a pearl man, even if Xiao Hang claimed to be the best in the capital back then, it was just like that, and it was strange that those young ladies of the Lin family had blown a pool of spring water." Thinking of her husband in her previous life, she couldn't help but feel a little gloomy, so she only looked down at the dirt and said, "Fortunately, it's just some mud, and it's good to be cleaned, and there are no stains." ”
Song Ke seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "That's good." As if casually, he asked, "I haven't asked you yet, what's your name?" Is it Luo Xuewu's maid? ”
Xianglan only replied: "I am on an errand in Luo Xuewu." ”
Song Ke frowned slightly because Xianglan refused to say his name, and saw a cluster of orchids embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief, so he smiled and said: "This orchid is well embroidered, I wonder if there is a 'orchid' in the girl's name?" ”
Xianglan had to say: "There is a 'orchid', and this veil is just a random embroidery......
"It's so good to embroider indiscriminately." Song Ke's eyes were shining, he untied the purse on his waist, handed it over and said, "Help me see, can you repair the broken part of this purse?" ”
Xianglan took it and took a look, only to see a new cluster of colorful gold thread five sons Dengke purse, but the fine embroidery was broken a hole, and couldn't help but pity: "This purse is really fine, and the embroidery work is good, but it's a pity that it's broken, and it's a little difficult to repair, but it's not impossible to ......."
Song Ke hurriedly said, "In that case, can you please help me make it up?" ”
"Huh?" Xianglan opened her mouth wide, "I'll help you make it up?" ”
Song Ke only felt cute when he saw her stunned appearance, and made a sad look on his face, and said, "This purse is made by my mother herself, and the picture is a good omen for 'Wuzi Dengke', but I accidentally broke it two days ago, and there is no clever person around, wouldn't it be sad if I let my mother know?" I see that your handkerchief is well embroidered, and you want to have a good job, so you might as well help me make up for it. ”
Xianglan was just about to open her mouth to excuse herself, but Song Ke blocked a sentence: "That's it, the morning after tomorrow, I will wait here for you to give me the purse." After speaking, he stuffed Xianglan's handkerchief into his sleeve and turned to leave.
Xianglan wanted to scream but was afraid that people would hear her, so she hurriedly lifted her skirt to chase after her, but when she turned the hillside, Song Ke was gone, and Xianglan was afraid of losing the pot of flowers, so she had to come back and carry the flower pot back.
When Cao Lihuan returned to Luo Xuewu, Cao Lihuan had not come back, so Xianglan put the flowers on the table of the eight immortals in the hall, went back and took out the purse and looked at it carefully, sighed and leaned on the soft couch, and said in his belly: "As long as Song Gongzi shouts, the eldest girl, the second girl, and the third girl are not all rushing to make up the purse for him, and they are talking about making it up, and even making it exactly the same, why do I need this little girl who is not familiar with me to make it up for him?" I'm not afraid that I'll make up for it, this master is really relieved. He doesn't care, if I have something to do with him because of this purse, not only will the young ladies have to eat me alive, but my life will also be ruined. The more I thought about it, the more upset I became, I couldn't help but throw the purse on the ground and stomp on it twice, and after a moment I picked it up in frustration, dusted off the ashes on my head, and dragged the sewing basket listlessly, and began to mend the purse with stitches and threads.
After a while, Cao Lihuan returned. Xianglan thought that Cao Lihuan was angry with the young lady in the Lin Mansion, and she would definitely beat and scold her when she came back, who would have thought that she would go back to the house quietly, and called Hui'er in, and the two closed the door tightly, and they didn't come out for a long time.
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