Fu Jun is five years old. Five years, nine months and twenty-one days, to be exact. She was born in the autumn of September. It is said that on the day she was born, a pot of golden begonias in the yard suddenly bloomed, the color was like rouge, and it was extremely beautiful. Her nickname also came from this, called Sister Tang.

"Sister Tang, are you awake?" Outside the silk tent, Mama Jiang's low voice interrupted Fu Jun's thoughts.

"Hmm." Fu Jun replied softly.

Mama Jiang walked to the door and opened the beaded curtain, called the maid outside the door to come in and serve, and then hung the silk tent on both sides. The pink heavy curtain was bound by the silver lotus tent hook, and the faint morning light poured into Fu Jun's eyes, making her can't help but squint.

Fu Jun's eldest maid walked in. She was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a goose egg face, beautiful eyebrows, a plain summer cloth dress, and her hair neatly combed. Behind her, there were Qingwu and two little girls of seven or eight years old, holding towels and basins and other things.

Shijiang is the daughter of Fu Jun's mother, Wang's nurse, and has been conditioning by Wang's side, and was transferred after Fu Jun fell into the water. The nurses and girls who originally served Fu Jun, except for Mama Jiang, were all punished for falling into the water. The current batch was newly picked not long ago.

Mama Jiang helped Fu Jun to sit on the edge of the bed, and Shijiang stepped forward and said softly: "The girl woke up really early today." Madame has asked several times, and the servant will serve you to get up, freshen up, and go over early. ”

Fu Jun nodded. Mama Jiang covered a clean cloth towel in front of Fu Jun's placket, rolled up her sleeves in the river, and first tried the temperature of the water in the basin, and then twisted the handkerchief to help Fu Jun clean her face, and her movements were very gentle.

Fu Jun was helped by Mama Jiang and Shijiang to complete all the washing work, comb her double bun, change her clothes, and then go to the main house Wang to say goodbye.

At this moment, Wang was reclining on the couch by the window of the main room of Yiqing Courtyard, watching the little girls clean up the tables, chairs and books in the east room.

The layout of the main house of Yiqing Courtyard is quite special. The bright room and the east and west times are all opened, and only two open-carved bamboo hanging flying covers are interspersed, transparent and broad. Wang's usual sit-ups are all in the west room, and the east room is arranged as a study. If Fu Geng was here, he should be sitting in the study at this time.

Wang looked at the empty bookcase, his eyes were a little wandering, and he thought of Fu Geng, I don't know how he was alone in Jinling, and there was no shortage of people around him to serve. For a while, I thought of myself again, and I thought of my daughter Fu Jun, and I didn't notice that the tea cup in my hand was cold.

"Madam, the tea is cold, and the maid will change it for you." Huaisu, who was standing on the side, said softly.

Wang came back to his senses, shook his head and signaled that he didn't need to, while putting the tea on the table. The teacup slammed on the table, making a "support" sound, and a few drops of water splashed out, and Wang only felt that his fingertips were slightly cold.

Huai Su hurriedly took two steps forward, took a silk to wipe Wang's hands, and secretly glanced at Lan Ze in the east room. Lan Ze nodded when he saw it, and retreated silently with the little girls.

"What's on my wife's mind?" Huai Su looked at Wang's face and asked softly.

Wang's face was a little depressed, but his tone was slightly urgent, and he lowered his voice and said: "I've been checking for so long and I don't have a clue, my heart is like a fire, it's hot this day, I'm really ......" He paused when he said this, and let out a long breath.

Huai Su persuaded Wang: "That matter said that he would personally investigate, and he would be able to find out." What kind of person is the master, is it still not clear to the wife? That's the smartest and most capable person in the world, and my wife just waits quietly, what if she is in a hurry? ”

Wang smiled bitterly and said, "I know it's not in a hurry, and I also know that this matter is not easy to investigate." There were too many people in the house that day, and we secretly checked for several days, but there was no way to find out. You don't know, that day, Sister Tang was picked up by someone, her little face was as white as a piece of paper, my heart was like a knife, and I hated that I would go for her. Speaking of this, Wang's eyes were already red, and he took out a handkerchief and pressed the corners of his eyes.

Huaisu on the side also had red eyes.

What happened that day is still scary to think about today. During the three days that Fu Jun was in a coma, Wang did not eat or sleep, and stayed by Fu Jun's side without leaving. When Fu Jun finally woke up, Wang also lost half his life, and he fell ill fiercely, and he took more than half a month to get better.

"Mrs. don't think about the past," Huaisu took the handkerchief and imprinted the corner of his eyes, stepped forward to pour a new bowl of tea for the Wang family, and said softly: "The girl will not die in a big disaster, and there will be a blessing in the future." Even the Hou Ye said that the girl was 'kind-hearted and blessed', and the wife was relaxed. ”

Thinking of Fu Jun's snow-white/pink little face, Wang finally had a smile on his face. At this time, I heard the little girl at the bottom of the stairs say crisply: "The girl is here." ”

Wang Shi hurriedly glanced at Huaisu, sat up straight, and smoothed his sideburns. Fang cleaned up, and saw the girl open the bamboo curtain, and Fu Jun walked in.

As soon as he entered the house, Fu Jun sensitively sensed that the atmosphere here was not right. After raising his eyes and sweeping slightly, he saw Wang sitting on the couch with a smile on his face, holding a handkerchief in his hand. However, instead of holding it in her hand, she held a corner of it between her index finger and thumb.

It is only when something delicate is to be wiped that a woman holds a handkerchief like this. And the corners of Wang's eyes are also faintly red. Fu Jun thought about it for a while and knew that Wang should have been crying just now.

What kind of person Wang is, after two months of observation, Fu Jun still knows a little.

The Wang family was originally the concubine of the Wang family of the Gusu family, and her single name was a sunny character. The Gusu Wang family is not prominent, when the Hou Mansion came to propose marriage, no one expected that the final decision would be the Wang family. As a concubine, she can marry into the Hou Mansion, and she is still married to Fu Saburo, who was famous at the time.

And through the contact with Guò these days, Fu Jun also found that the Wang family should have seen the world, and he has a dignified atmosphere in his words and actions. And thoughtful, cautious, and do things without leakage. In this Hou Mansion, there are not many things that can make Wang's love fluctuate, he is one, and his father Fu Geng is another.

Looking at Wang's expression at the moment, Fu Jun can basically conclude that this matter is still related to him. Fu Jun has only encountered one major event related to himself so far, that is, the overboard incident. Come to think of it, Wang should be sad because he thought about the past.

Thinking like this, Fu Jun's heart was also slightly pantothenic.

I remember that when she opened her eyes, the first person she saw was Wang. At that time, the expression on Wang's face that went from surprise, to disbelief, to ecstasy, as well as her trembling arms when she hugged herself and cried uncontrollably, and the warm tears she shed on her shoulders, Fu Jun always remembered this qiē clearly, as if engraved in his mind.

That was the first time she knew that the feeling of being loved and cherished by her mother turned out to be so warm and reassuring. And how a mother is good to her children, how to give wholeheartedly and unreservedly.

Somehow, Fu Jun's eyes were also a little wet. She hurriedly lowered her head and bent down to greet the Wang family. also took advantage of this moment to calm down.

Wang smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Sister Tang, come to my mother's place." ”

Fu Jun walked to Wang's side, and Wang put his arm around her, caressed her hair lovingly, and asked softly, "Sister Tang'er came so early today, did you sleep well yesterday?" Come, let my mother see. As he spoke, he raised Fu Jun's face and looked at it carefully. Suddenly, an enlarged beauty face appeared in front of Fu Jun's eyes.

Even though he has been watching it for two months, Fu Jun often feels that Wang's beauty is really too lethal.

Her complexion was extremely white, like cow's milk, with a lustrous glow. The eyebrows are like spring mountains and green, and the red lips are like autumn dew. Especially her eyes, when quiet, are like autumn water condensation, cold smoke and deep green; When he rejoices, it seems to crush the moonlight in the sky; When it is gentle, it is like the wind blowing through the spring lake, and the beauty in it is really difficult to describe.

With such a look, it is enough to enter the palace as a concubine. Fu Jun thought to herself. The Wang family married the concubine of the Hou Mansion, and the Marquis of Pingnan was not wronged. What's more, Fu Geng is also a handsome character, and he is just a talented woman with Wang.

"Mother asked you something, why didn't you reply?" Seeing that his daughter was looking at herself blankly, her dark and bright eyes were not bad, and her pink face was fat, Wang couldn't help laughing, pinched Fu Jun's face and asked.

Fu Jun couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. After coming here for two months, the number of times I was pinched in the face alone exceeded the sum of my previous lives. There are also intimate actions such as touching her head and stroking her back, she has hardly experienced it in her previous life, and she is not used to it until now.

She was uncomfortable here, but the maid Lan Ze walked in at the right time and asked Huaisu softly where the food was. When Wang heard this, he looked at the clock on the sandalwood table in the bright room, and said, "Let's be in this room, the hour is not early, hurry up and put it up." ”

Huai Su answered, called two little girls to mix the table, and the other two little girls came in with food boxes, and when the tables, chairs, and bowls were properly placed, she and Fu Jun's maid Shijiang put all the porridge on the table.

Today's morning food is similar to usual, with two kinds of porridge and four kinds of dim sum. The porridge is lotus seed white fungus porridge and fragrant rice snow glutinous porridge, which is served in a blue Ru kiln porcelain bowl, which is very pleasing to the eye. The four kinds of dim sum are two salty and two sweet, divided into fine white porcelain plates, the same vegetarian buns, the same steamed dumplings with crab roe filling, the same glutinous rice steamed sugar cake, and one pine seed lotus mushroom roll.

Huaisu served half a bowl of white fungus porridge for the Wang family, and Shijiang also helped Fu Jun pack a small bowl of snow glutinous porridge, and picked up a piece of lotus mushroom roll, and the mother and daughter sat opposite each other and used the rice.

Although the Pingnan Hou Mansion is not a big family, the rules are also very particular, and the set of "food is silent, sleep is silent" is regarded as a guideline. At this time, only the slight sound of the bowl chips was heard, and it was quiet all around, and there was not even a cough.

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