One hundred and nineteen, Nizi is gone

Weaver Niangniang giggled: "It's all." Sister, do you think of Gongsun Marting's side, don't you know that Chongquan person? That person in your family doesn't know? That father of yours, whenever he was free, told the villagers that you are the life of the mother of the country and the life of a nobleman. Or is it said that if you go, you will be a nobleman, and you will definitely come to pick you up as a noblewoman. If I don't pick it up, he will die in a hurry? Let's go! ”

The more anxious Weaver Niangniang is, the less panicked Nizi is. She tugged at the corners of her clothes, stood there with her head down, looked at her own toes, drew circles on the ground, and muttered to herself: "I'm just leaving, it doesn't seem good?" It's like I'm in a hurry to run to Liyang, and I don't even look as good as the tip of a needle. I'll run as soon as you come, and the neighbors in the neighborhood will bury me? Sister! If you're in a hurry, you'll go first, right? I'll go on my own in a few days. ”

As soon as Weaver Niangniang heard this, her temper came, her willow eyebrows were raised, and her eyes glared: "Nizi!" You and I don't come to these things? You don't know when I do? You are raising your own value with a tone and tone, for fear that you will go to Liyang like this and be treated as a person, isn't it? I sue you, no. As soon as you enter the door, you will be the same as the mistress of the mansion and take care of the house's internal affairs. I'm a person who likes to run outside, and I have a lot of hemp things and hundreds of thousands of people to take care of, and I don't have time to take care of housework; Therefore, I will rest assured that you will go, and Gongsun Martingale will be gone. Also, Gongsun Martingale is a fickle person. He went to Xianyang this time, and I only came to Chongquan, if he comes back, people who can't see me will be anxious; So I can't stay out there longer. You see, it's still early, so why don't we just sit here and wait for two hours before we eat the food? ”

As soon as Nizi heard Weaver Niangniang say that Gongsun Martingale would return to Liyang at any time, if she couldn't see her family after returning to Liyang, she would be anxious, so she was a little worried about Gongsun Marting. She thought for a while and said, "Okay, but you have to make it clear to my father and mother, if they don't agree, then I still can't leave." ”

Weaver Niangniang glared at Nizi, turned around and went downstairs. As soon as she arrived downstairs, she said directly: "Fu Pavilion Chief, Mrs. Fu!" I came this time to take Nizi to Liyang to enjoy happiness instead of Da Shangzao. When she went, she was the lady in charge of the house, presiding over all the housework of the Great Mansion. I've already talked to Niko. Nizi said, as long as you have no opinion, she will leave now. ”

Who is the assistant pavilion chief? It's a person who wants this Nizi to become a noblewoman. Now that the opportunity has come, and he can let go, he wishes that Nizi would leave as soon as he wants. Nizi became a noblewoman a day earlier, and he was a day earlier in the scenery. He has been talking about Nizi's noble lady with the neighbors in the street for nine years, and his mouth has long been talking about cocoons, and the neighbors in the street have heard calloses. He was embarrassed, this time the white bun fell from the sky, and he didn't pick it up and eat it, so when he heard Weaver Niangniang's words, he nodded busily and said, "Good, good, good!" You can come to pick up Nizi, it's really a great joy for our auxiliary family! You go, you go, you go now! ”

Nizi's mother burst into tears when she heard this, sobbing and choking, wiping her eyes with the placket of her clothes, and just about to say something, she was stopped by the assistant pavilion chief: "You dead mother-in-law, why don't you go and help Nizi clean up her things!" How can we keep a noble person waiting here for a long time? ”

When Nizi's mother thought about it, she cried and pulled Nizi upstairs to clean up her things. In fact, there was nothing to pack, so Nizi brought her own thoughts: the fire sickle left by Gongsun Martingale nine years ago, and a piece of silk cloth that Gongsun Martingale gave her to wipe her body in that year. She wrapped these things in a red cloth and her daily things, and went downstairs with her mother.

Nizi's motorcade was in a courtyard, and when she came to the street, she was surrounded by the neighbors in the street. Everyone praised this Nizi for her hard work and happiness, and she was a blessed person, and they all envied the old auxiliary family. Of course, the head of the auxiliary pavilion was proud, and personally drove the two-horse canopy car of the weaver girl. His two sons, each triumphantly leading the harrow of a horse, walked triumphantly down the stone-paved streets, escorted by more than a dozen cars. Nizi and Weaver Niangniang sat in the canopy car, reluctantly looking at the familiar streets, the familiar neighborhoods, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

When Jiefangmen saw that Nizi was crying, they all immediately remembered how good Nizi was, and one of them shouted loudly: "Neighbors! When Nizi leaves, maybe she will come back when, and it will be difficult for us to hear Nizi's singing. Do you want Nizi to sing one for us and leave a memory? ”

His shout immediately aroused a response from the neighbors. The people on the street shouted: "Nizi, sing one!" ”

In the midst of the tidal shouts, Nizi got out of the car, walked to the wheel board in front of the car, looked at the neighbors, raised her voice and sang: "The blue sky is ——, that white clouds are floating!"

As soon as it floated, it floated to my sister's skull——,

Bai Yunyun pulled the little sister's hand——,

It's hard for you to get back home——,

I can't hear my sister—that song of yours——,

My heart is full of panic and sorrow,

Sing another song——,

I'll let you go——!

My sister looked at Bai Yunyun and sang, pulling her mouth and singing:

Sing a song to ——, thank Bai Yunyun for his kindness——!

Little sister, I went to find Lang, found my Lang Xin'erchang,

I will take my Lang back to my hometown and sing the song!

Yisong's hometown raised me, thank you relatives and neighbors!

The second song of my hometown taught me that I should be careful in my life and work.

I won't forget my hometown when I sing three songs, and I will remember it bit by bit!

Little sister I'm gone, I don't forget everywhere I go,

This is my home, with my father, my mother, and my neighborhood! ”

Niko's song is so beautiful! Niko's singing voice is so soulful! Nizi stood on the canopy car, singing and crying, while watching more and more neighbors in the street, waving her hand from time to time in response to the cries of the neighbors. Weaver Niangniang looked at the crowd, followed the convoy, hugged Nizi, and sent Nizi through a street without pulling a step, until outside the city of Chongquan, after the five-mile long pavilion, she reluctantly stopped, and under the persuasion of the assistant pavilion chief and his two sons, the convoy that put Nizi left. Nizi's long convoy went farther and farther away, until it was out of sight at the end of the sky, and Nizi's singing seemed to be floating with the white clouds in the sky, making the neighbors in the street stop and listen.

Niko is gone. was nagged by the chief of the auxiliary pavilion for nine years, and was finally picked up by the noble lady of the martingale, Weaver Niangniang. This is the first noble person from Chongquan? For a time, the status of the auxiliary family in Chongquan was rising!