"Brother, my father told you to go down." There was a knock at the door, and the girl's voice was cool and lively.

Fang Xuan, who was holding the Book of Poetry, looked up at Mei Jinrong, and Mei Jinrong said, "Okay, I know." The voice was the same as just now, "It's like two people, it's very cold.

The people outside the door didn't seem to leave, and after a while the door was slammed again. "Brother, I made some pear soup, can I come in?"

As if feeling disturbed, Mei Jinrong frowned, and when she was irritable, the little girl's soft voice came from her ear: "I'm a little thirsty", and after speaking, she stared at Mei Jinrong for a while, and her voice was a little smaller than just now: "Is it okay?" ＂

Mei Jinrong sighed: "Come in." ”

The girl who came in looked like a typical southern girl, she should have just gotten out of school, and her school uniform had not yet been changed. The person who came in with his head down saw Mei Jinrong's eyes with light at that moment, but when he turned his head, he saw Fang Xuan sitting on the sofa with a book in his hand, and the smile on his face seemed to be taken away, but it was only a few seconds, and his face was impeccable gentleness.

"Who is this?" Place the bowl on the table.

"This is Miss Fang Xuanfang, this is Xia Rumei, my father's daughter." It's simple and clear, and the boundaries are clear.

Xia Rumei glanced down at Fang Xuan, who appeared in the study, pulled the corners of her mouth to say hello, and turned her head to look at Mei Jinrong again: "Brother, this is what I just did, you hurry up, don't be cold."

Mei Jinrong glanced at the steaming pear soup in the glass bowl, didn't reply to her, and looked up at Fang Xuan, who was still reading quietly: "Aren't you thirsty, can't you come yet?" ”

Xia Rumei didn't expect it, she turned around and looked at Fang Xuan who got up, she was so angry that she still kept smiling.

Fang Xuan walked to the table and sideways to avoid Xia Rumei, "Don't you drink, Miss Xia seems to be special"

"I don't like sweet, you helped me drink it."

"Oh, well, thank you, Miss Xia." After that, he picked up the bowl and returned to his seat just now.

Xia Rumei's face turned pale with anger, seeing that the two of them didn't want to talk to her, she turned to Mei Jinrong, "Brother, then I'll go down first."

"Yes"

Xia Rumei just turned around, and a soft voice came from behind her, "Miss Xia, I don't know if I can take the liberty of asking you a question?" Fang Xuan's tone was humble and polite.

"Of course you can" Xia Rumei didn't lose her demeanor.

"Who's your name?"

"It's my father" Xia Rumei didn't know what Fang Xuan meant, but he was praised all the way since he was a child, and when he entered the Mei family, he was even more starry, praising his appearance, knowledge, talent, and temperament, and there were many people who praised his name for his sword.

"Then I'm sorry Ling Zun to say that, but I still suggest that you consider changing your name, it might be better," Fang Xuan was full of guilt.

"I don't know what's wrong with Ru Mei's name, or it makes Miss Fang uncomfortable, Ru Mei apologizes, I hope Miss Fang doesn't suggest" said, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand, as if she was very aggrieved.

"Oh, that's not it, if Miss Xia doesn't mind being nosy herself, but I don't know if Miss Xia has read the Book of Songs?" Fang Xuan didn't care much.

"Naturally, I have read it." I can't show my timidity in front of this little girl from the countryside.

"Oh, maybe Miss Fang has read a lot of books, and I can't remember clearly, there is a poem "Ru Tomb" in the "Book of Songs", and the first sentence is 'Follow the Ru Tomb and cut down its strips. After Fang Xuan finished speaking, he closed the book, and waited for the other party to answer very politely.

"Yes, my father said that my name is taken from the Book of Poetry, which is very elegant" Hearing Fang Xuan say this, Xia Rumei was very proud.

"Then your father's heart is really big."

"Why are you so rude, brother, this ......." Xia Rumei stomped her feet and looked at Mei Jinrong, hoping that he would help her save face.

Mei Jinrong didn't look at her, obviously knowing that Fang Xuan's words hadn't finished yet, this girl would report it, it was impossible to just ask for a name.

Miss Xia may have forgotten, that Fang Xuan offered ugly to help Miss Xia reminisce, this poem is called "Ru Tomb", which is one of the national styles, and it is a story about a woman's lovesickness and love. Miss Xia's name comes from the first line of the poem, 'Obey the grave of the Ru and cut down its strips', which means that on the high embankment of the Ru River, there is a miserable woman who is cutting down the branches of the rowwood with an axe in her hand. In ancient times, it was supposed to be a man's labor, but now it is undertaken by the wives who weave in the room. Hey, there seems to be another here, but this one is very stylish, so "Mao's Preface" and "The Biography of the Daughters" have praised it for "saying how difficult the country is, but reluctantly, there is no anger and sorrow for the parents". Well, I understand, Ling Zunding hopes that Miss Xia can follow the wife of "Doctor Zhou Nan", remember the world's major events in her heart, and do not care about small matters, regardless of individuals, it is simmering and narrow-minded. After saying a paragraph, Xia Rumei in front of her was obviously a little unable to stand, her face was pale, and there were only eight words left in her whole mind: "Women are lovesick, and they can't love".

came back to her senses, but Xia Rumei couldn't find her demeanor again, turned around and left the study a few steps, and the celebrity demeanor she remembered on weekdays had long since been lost.

Mei Jinrong looked at Fang Xuan, who lowered his head and read the book seriously in front of him, and couldn't help but speak, "Miss Fang's mouth is really powerful, and a paragraph can scare people into running away." ”

Fang Xuan raised his head from the book and glanced at Mei Jinrong suspiciously, but he still nodded at him politely, "The Ninth Master has praised it, if the Ninth Master also wants to, I can help the Ninth Master analyze your name." ”

Mei Jinrong has lived for such a long time, and she has always been dressed and fed, and everyone is not respectful and polite, and for the first time, she was so frightened by a little girl that she didn't know how to reply. sighed, thinking, forget it, I really can't afford to provoke it, it's better to respect the educated little girl.