Chapter Seventy-Two: The Gift
The unexpected surprise of the cake can't be done, and it is guessed that the deceased emperor's favorite woman may also be worn, Bai Qingshuang doesn't know how to save money, and it is better to win by surprise, or to stop a little, settle down a little, and keep a low profile.
"Yes! Although my mother thought that the cake was really delicious, and now there are indeed many people thinking about it, but everyone does not dare to touch the Sacred Heart at will. "Bai Yao's nostalgic way.
"Good! Mother, I know! Bai Qingshuang sweated again.
That old emperor is really unsophisticated, so he sealed a delicacy in vain, which is a big loss in the history of human cuisine!
"And before, the silk handkerchief, whether you really picked it up, or met someone in the palace to get it by chance, in the future, you must remember that you can't casually have a relationship with the favorite object of the emperor and concubine, one is not good, it reaches the emperor's ears, he wants to pinch you to death is easier than pinching an ant, you know?" Bai Yao's reassuring reprimand.
The child had changed so much that she felt she should have to ask a few more words.
"Yes! Mother! Bai Qingshuang only promised, her little life was very cherished.
Fortunately, Xu Jingxuan's stinky boy didn't agree to sell the glass to him, otherwise she might not know how she would die one day, not to mention that she almost took the glass products left by his mother and concubine if she didn't have enough concentration!
That kid really didn't feel good, and he must go around when I see him in the future! Hum!
The unexpected surprise of the birthday cake died in this way, and the family of three really racked their brains for this, and finally Bai Zhihong took the idea and went to buy a set of calligraphy and paintings that the old man liked, whether it was worth it or not. The heart is the most important thing.
As for what the other people of the Bai family think of their family, Bai Zhihong said freely that he didn't care anymore.
And Bai Qingshuang is also relatively well-behaved these days, except for going to Wan Niang's house to weave garlands and flower strings, she no longer goes to wander on the street.
The bricks and tiles she bought from the brick kiln that day were built by Wan Niang, and she added enough to build a big house. It didn't cost a few taels of silver. According to Wan Niang's words, it can be regarded as picking up a leak, and then it has been properly stored in the space. Just waiting for Wan Niang's father-in-law Zhou Mingtuo to help them find a suitable place, and after getting rid of the original old house, they can build a new home and move to a new home. And a small conservatory was built.
The second day of August soon came when the weather was a little cooler, and before that. The people of the Bai family's family are also knowledgeable, and no one comes to the door to ask for silver, as if nothing has happened.
Early in the morning, Bai Zhihong got up early. He went to a private school first, and in the afternoon class he explained to his students that he was studying on their own, and then happily returned home with a set of calligraphy and paintings that he got from the gentleman who ran the school. Showing his wife with great interest: "Lady, come and see!" See if you can recognize this man's handwriting. ”
Bai Yao was born in the Bai family, one of the four little Confucians in the capital. Although the poor people have been exhausted for money and oil and salt for so many years, and have consumed many of the obsessions with poetry, calligraphy and painting, after all, they have been immersed in the boudoir for many years, and they can still see at a glance that this landscape painting and the calligraphy and painting of another poem are from whom, and I can't help but be surprised: "Xianggong, is this the handwriting of the most well-known Xu family in the previous dynasty?" And this inscription is also the handwriting of his only friend Yang who he recognized in his life? Where did you get such a man's baby? ”
Seeing that his wife recognized the author of the calligraphy and painting at a glance, Bai Zhihong's pride overflowed with his appearance, and he did not hide his pride and said: "This is Mr. Liu sold to me cheaply!" ”
"Mr. Liu, the Mr. Liu of the private school where you work?" Bai Yao's surprise deepened, "How could he be so willing to cut his love?" ”
"Do you still remember when I got married to you, and once I went out into the suburbs and met a down-and-out gentleman? He is now the owner of the private school for his husband, he recognized me, and also remembered the kindness of a tael of silver back then, and now seeing that I was worried about what gift I gave for my father's birthday banquet, he gave up this rare true work to me to talk about a filial piety. Remembering that when he didn't have children back then, he was also a proud man with high spirits and young ambitions, Bai Zhihong couldn't help but sigh.
"Now that I think about it, the private school in the entire capital has a slight connection with my Bai family, why Mr. Liu didn't ask me where I came from, so he accepted me to teach in his school, and I think it was also in the consideration of the year! If I were to go to the rest of the private schools, I would have to ask my father and eldest brother before I was allowed to enter the door. ”
Bai Yao also sighed: "After all, there are many good people in this world, not everyone doesn't value affection!" It's just that this ink treasure is still too precious, Xianggong, we can't repay it in the future! ”
"Don't worry about the lady, the husband is not the kind of person who is grateful and not virtuous, naturally he will not take the treasure of Mr. Liu's treasure in vain, and he has made a promise to Mr. Liu. In my life, without the recommendation of the main family, I am naturally not allowed to enter the temple, but I will spend my whole life learning all my life on Mr. Liu's students and disciples, and I promised Mr. Liu that I will work tirelessly every day to teach Mr. Liu's eldest grandson for two hours, in the hope that he will become famous in the future, and I will repay Mr. Liu's love! ”
Before Bai Zhihong was decadent, among the children and grandchildren of the four major Confucians in the capital, it can be said that he was the most talented and valued by the older generation.
"Even so, I always feel that I owe Mr. Liu a great favor!" Bai Yao sighed, but now only this authentic work of the Xu family and the Yang family can make the old man feel relieved, and he doesn't care that they have never contributed money.
"Don't worry, lady, I will always remember it!" Of course, Bai Zhihong is a person who knows how to repay his kindness.
After the husband and wife sighed and admired it again, they called a pair of children who had already dressed up, and Bai Yao told Bai Qingshuang to try to restrain his temper when he went to Baifu.
After all, the conflict on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival seemed to be imminent, and she had already been able to predict that entering the White Mansion would definitely not be so peaceful as if nothing had happened.
And only if they are patient will they not cause any conflict in the White House.
Although Bai Qingshuang was unwilling to show weakness to the descendants of the Bai family who were dressed in the cloak of etiquette and morality and were really a bag of weeds inside, for the sake of her adoptive parents who were able to return home for the first time in so many years, she still chose to nod her head and promise: "Mother, don't worry, Shuang'er knows how to measure!" ”
And Bai Zhihong told Bai Qingfeng to say: "Feng'er must greet his grandfather and grandmother when he sees him, and wish his grandfather a blessing like a longevity in the East China Sea than Nanshan, do you know?" ”
"The Way of Knowledge!" Bai Qingshuang, who still can't grasp the curly tongue well, grinned, Zhu Shou said this sentence, he has been practicing repeatedly for many days, at this time, it is even more casual recitation of Xianbao, "Sun Erzhu (wish) grandfather Fu Lu (such as) the East China Sea, and the second (longevity) is better than the three (mountains) of the south!" ”
"The wind is awesome!" Bai Zhihong couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praised his son, his eyes were slightly red, his expression was excited, and he turned to look at his daughter with gratitude in his eyes, in addition to love.
Who would have thought that in just half a year, his son, who was abandoned by almost everyone, would be able to remember these words, and he would no longer be a symbol of bad luck in the eyes of others, and this qiē credit was brought by his daughter.
"Feng'er remember not to grin like this, and control the saliva at the corners of her mouth not to flow out, you know?" Bai Yao also looked proudly at his son who was slowly improving, let go of Bai Qingshuang's hand and walked in front of his son to wipe the saliva from the corners of his mouth.
The salivation at the corners of his mouth used to be the most disgusting to outsiders, and it was also the most disgusting to others, but as long as Bai Qingfeng worked hard, he was already able to control it well, as long as he didn't grin like this.
"Hmm!" Nodding back to his mother, Bai Qingfeng waited for his mother's praise like a three-year-old child, with eager eyes with innocence that only children have.
"The wind is awesome!" Praise Bai Qingfeng is already a tacit understanding of the family, and he is gradually giving people surprise and hope in this positive energy.
Bai Qingshuang smiled sincerely, looking at the interaction of the family, she still broke their harmony and warmth: "Daddy, brother, we should go, otherwise it will be too late!" ”
"That's right! Let's go! Bai Zhihong held the precious calligraphy and paintings in a brocade box in one hand and his son's hand in the other.
Bai Yao took Bai Qingshuang's hand, because her daughter's other hand was holding a large handful of carnations wrapped in bright red satin, with purple forget-me-nots, and a strong family affection was born.
Baifu prides itself on being a scholarly family, a great Confucian family, and is proud of himself, so he chose a more elegant place near the south gate for his residence.
When Bai Qingshuang's family rushed from the slum area of the north gate to the south gate, the sun had already sunset, and in the twilight, the vassal and elegant Bai Mansion looked so quiet and unworldly.
The entourage of the small servants in the mansion are all neatly dressed and properly dressed today, some of them are guarding the gate of the house to receive guests, and there are also those who greet the accompanying entourage, as well as those who serve horses, vehicles, and sedan chairs, so it is not lively.
In my memory, Bai Qingshuang, the predecessor, had never been to Baifu, so Bai Qingshuang at this time saw the magnificent scale of this Baifu, and couldn't help but sigh: "Oh my God, this main mansion is really not ordinarily big!" ”
The white walls and black tiles, the green willows on both sides, and the towering trees inside the wall reflect each other, which is similar to the architectural style of Jiangnan in the previous life, and it can also be seen that the owner's interpretation of the scholarly mansion.
It's just that, although it looks beautiful, thinking of the tragic situation of Bai Zhihong's family, Bai Qingshuang can't help but sneer. (To be continued)
PS: To yourself who is trying to renew! (*^__^*) R655