Under the scorching sun, by the clear pond in the garden, Nan Sheng held a dark red oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and Xinyue tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder. The two of them are beautiful and beautiful, watching the fish in the pond.

In the dark of the clustered flowers, two pairs of eyes peep in. The two people hiding in the flowers are Mei An and her girl.

Looking at the dazzling scene, Mei An's eyes burst into sparks. The warmth that I have always dreamed of, the heart and moon can get close to the water.

Mei Anxin was jealous and hateful. His eyes were wide open, and the corners of his mouth were crooked. She casually pulled the flowers beside her, tearing them hatefully in her hands, twisting them around hard, but she felt that the flowers were as hard as cloth, she looked down strangely, and it turned out that what was torn in her hands was not flowers, but clothes in the side.

Huazhong looked at her with a confused expression, a look more embarrassed than Mei An, and shrunk in fear, "No, it's not a flower, it's a slave's clothes." ”

Mei An let go angrily, her eyes glared fiercely, "Dead girl!" Tear your clothes and don't say it sooner? Miss Ben's efforts are in vain! ”

Huazhong shrunk his neck, leaned back, afraid of himself, and didn't dare to say a word.

The original mansion waited for Mei An for a few years, and Huazhong knew her cards well. When she is angry, no one dares to provoke. can only swallow his anger and be a well-behaved slave.

Mei An turned her head after reprimanding, and her eyes moved to Xinyue Nansheng. Nansheng held the umbrella in one hand and the slender waist of Xinyue in the other. Mei An stared at Nan Sheng's hand, imagining that he was hugging herself, intoxicated by a beautiful hallucination...

"Miss, are you strange? Nan Gongzi's oil-paper umbrella is similar to Miss's oil-paper umbrella, with a gorgeous plum blossom. Hua Zhong stared straight at the surface of the oil-paper umbrella, stretched his erect neck to look at the pattern, and said to Mei An in surprise.

Mei An was awakened by these words, and she was also curious to look at the umbrella surface. After watching it with wide eyes for a long time, his eyes also showed surprise, and he unconsciously said to himself, "Sure enough, this is really a coincidence." ”

Beijing oil paper umbrella firm. The number of oil-paper umbrellas is so large that there are many patterns and patterns, and the number of them in Beijing is dominant. This unique oil-paper umbrella trading house is the royal land of royal nobles and dignitaries.

As soon as the buyer stepped into this bright trading house, the oil-paper umbrellas on the shelves were dazzling and varied. Looking up at the elegant board flowers, the umbrella of various colors was hung. The pleasing oil-paper umbrella makes people linger...

A tall, slender woman in a gorgeous pink dress stepped into the trading house. Behind her was a little girl holding a powdered oil-paper umbrella. The woman only stood in the middle of the trading house, and the commercial house instantly flourished.

"Oh, Miss May is here. There is a loss of welcome, there is a loss of welcome! In front of the counter, a shopkeeper of about sixty or so raised his eyes to see Mei An and her girl, and hurriedly came out of the counter to greet him with a smile.

The clerk boy swept the bench with his sleeves, stepped forward with smiling eyes, bent down and stretched out his hand to guide, "Miss Mei, please take a seat!" This will serve tea to the young lady. ”

Mei sat down quietly, Huazhong stood behind her, and the shopkeeper stood with Xiaoxiao. After a while, the steaming tea was served by the clerk.

Mei An's mind didn't seem to be drinking tea, but only made a look at Huazhong, and the center comprehended, and opened the oil-paper umbrella in his hand. Mei An asked the shopkeeper, "Old man, do you remember this oil-paper umbrella?" ”

The shopkeeper took the oil-paper umbrella, looked around the umbrella in his hand, pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and smiled back at her seriously, "Of course I remember." This pink umbrella was bought by Miss Mei from my firm a few years ago. This umbrella and the other dark red umbrella belong to my firm. It is the only marriage umbrella. ”

"What is a marriage umbrella? Why hadn't you heard the old gentleman mention it before? Mei An asked curiously when she heard this, and Huazhong also pricked up her ears on the side, looking very interested.

"When Miss Mei came to buy an umbrella, she was probably too busy to tell her. These two oil-paper umbrellas, the same direction, the same plum blossom. The so-called, there is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, but there is no chance to meet on the other side. Men and women buy a handful, that is, marriage. The boss smiled and patiently answered for her.

Mei An listened to his words, and looked at the paper umbrella thoughtfully... The boss looked at one place, and seemed to fall into memory, "It seems that the dark red oil-paper umbrella was bought by Nansheng Gongzi of Nanwangfu." ”

The shopkeeper remembered that he couldn't help but smile and say, "What a coincidence!" Nan Gongzi has a plum blossom umbrella, and Miss Mei also has one. Marriage and umbrella are really a good marriage! ”

I never thought that a plum blossom oil paper umbrella could be related to Nansheng. It's a pity that Nansheng has married Xinyue, and he came late. It's just a mirror, an empty dream. Mei An's gloomy face was full of sadness, and she felt a little sad in her heart.

Seeing that Mei An was not happy, the shopkeeper seemed to remember something, and suddenly said as if he had a big understanding, "Although Nan Gongzi has a young lady of Xinyue, how many noble wives and concubines are there in this royal and even capital wealth?" Concurrence is also a matter of course. ”

When Mei An heard this, she smiled. The old gentleman's words ignited a glimmer of hope. A thought came to her mind, she lowered her head and thought with a smile, "You can be Nansheng's concubine first, and then try to find the right position." ”

Looking up at the oil-paper umbrella on the board flower, a beautiful umbrella surface shaking above his head is the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water. The blue waves ripple in a pool of clear water, accompanied by mandarin ducks swimming in the water. Mei An couldn't help but think of Nansheng, and she smiled as she was immersed in fantasy.

Turning into joy, he flattered and flattered and said with a smile, "Miss and Nan Gongzi have a tacit understanding when they buy an umbrella." Likes, hearts and minds. It's providential! ”

Mei Xiangxuan back garden. Mei An held an oil-paper umbrella and wandered alone in the garden. She was sad and resentful, as melancholy as a falling flower.

It seems that it is not easy to be promoted to a higher position. Although Nansheng was defeated by his own five souls, Xinyue was tightly guarded. This Nansheng spoiled his wife and became a demon, and he listened to Xinyue's words. If you want to achieve your wish, you need to think long-term.

Overcoming the problem of Xinyue is imminent. Mei An teased Nansheng several times, but she always lacked a trace of fire. If you have a lot of dreams this night, you will also miss and become sick.

Falling in love with someone turned out to be so painful. From childhood to adulthood, men have been just playthings in her hands. And this time, when I met Nansheng, I really put my heart into it. And his kindness to her, naturally, she has secretly depended on her.

After hesitating for a long time, I thought about it, and an idea flashed in my mind. She thought to herself that Mrs. Nan was like her own daughter, so she might as well ask Mrs. Nan to come forward. This mother-in-law suppressed her daughter-in-law, showing the trend of Mount Tai pressing the top. Xinyue is a daughter-in-law, can she dare to resist?

Mei An thought in her mind, and her heart was full of joy, and she laughed out loud. The laughter is rampant, and the ambition is bound to win.

"In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch." Mei An chanted softly, and her smile was infinitely beautiful.