Mrs. Gu and Ms. Liu Daozhen suddenly became positive.

This is just news from inside the circle, and I don't know about it from the outside.

Luo Tong drove the car, and Luo Yi accompanied Jing Yuanshan to Guitianyuan, half past five in the afternoon.

It's the best of the day.

It's also the best of the year.

Everywhere there is spring, there are birds in the sky, and there are flowers in the trees.

Returning to the countryside, there are high walls, green trees, mysterious and elegant.

Ordinary people pass by the door, and they do not knock at the door.

Someone knocked on the door hard, and then was ruthlessly kicked out, Song Xin.

Jing Yuanshan's car entered the door, facing the shadow wall, and to the right, there was a parking lot.

Get off the bus, there is a large square, and in front of it is the main building.

Antique building, this is not a monument, the south courtyard is newly built, and behind the main building is a four-story building.

Jing Yuanshan followed Luo Jun and walked towards the west.

To the east is Tian, and Jing Yuanshan is arranged to the west.

Just like the Grand View Garden, even if you have been to see the garden, it is not as good as the temperament of the Gu family.

Beauty, and the Lord, what a blessing it is to live here.

To the west, there are several courtyards, such as the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

There is also bamboo here, and the word on it is Ink Garden.

The gate is elegant, enter a courtyard, three rooms, both sides to the back, and enter, the left and right wings, the front is five, go out from the back door in the middle, there is a backyard, and finally the back door goes out.

This three-entry ink garden is considered to be upright, with five main houses, and it is very convenient to live four guests.

Jing Yuanshan was arranged to the east room.

The middle is called the bright room, or the main hall, and the left and right are called the second room, and the east room is positive. Then the two sides are a little between.

This is a serious old house, which I dare not think.

Jing Yuanshan lives in the back room, Luo Jun lives in the east room, and Luo Yi is also in the east room.

The front of the east room is like a small living room, with a window open to see the flowers.

Can you see dazzling, those film and television cities? What's better than the real thing? What is the taste of all the disturbances?

Luo Jun explained: "Most of the others come tomorrow morning, have lunch, drink, and play until the evening. "So the house is relatively empty," he said, "and he can use it as he wants." ”

Jing Yuanshan said: "I want to write now, but I don't feel like I've seen enough. Need to visit Mrs. Gu? ”

Luo Jun's temperament is more positive than Jing Yuanshan: "It doesn't matter, several ladies are with the old lady and are still busy, the second lady has explained that you are at will, and you can walk around the whole park casually." There are still few people today. ”

Dinner was delivered.

Jing Yuanshan, Luo Yi and Luo Jun finished eating quietly.

I don't know if it's a maid, a maid, or a waiter, and the high-quality ones are withdrawn.

What you want to eat like a seven-star hotel, you can ask for it at any time.

If you want to eat snacks at night, bird's nest porridge is available.

Jing Yuanshan thought to herself, to maintain this, you have to get a lot of money. Enjoyment is all in exchange for money.

Luo Yimeng's sister: "It's not too expensive, it's like this when you return to the countryside, it's usually a maintenance fee, and if someone comes to spend some money, it will have to be spent in Yan City." What is planted in this garden also saves money. ”

Jing Yuanshan nodded, rich people don't eat money every day, it's too stupid.

It's a basic management.

If you manage it well, your ancestors can't finish it in these three lifetimes; If it's not well managed, it's hard to say.

Another beauty.

Like walking in this painting, there is a modern atmosphere, and it is more self-cultivation.

In modern and ancient times, there are fine, and there are also elegant, blue wind and dew.

A box given by the beauty, smiling toothlessly: "The old lady said that she likes Miss Jing very much, this is all put there, find it out and play with Miss Jing." You can also play casually in the garden, so just say it if you need to. ”

Jing Yuanshan took it with both hands, and the elder didn't dare to resign.

Luo Jun asked her sister: "The old lady has an eighty birthday, right?" ”

The beauty smiled and said, "Mrs. Tai's three-year mourning period will not be a big deal." ”

Jing Yuanshan understood: "Is it okay for me to write a picture and borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha?" ”

The beauty nodded: "Miss Jing's chess dare not say first, but the words don't need to be modest." ”

Jing Yuanshan didn't dare to be it, it was much better than what she wrote, and people didn't need to be named.

There's no need to compare the world and try to write it well.

Jing Yuanshan took it to the bedroom, there was a box sent by Mrs. Gu here, and there was a feeling of getting rich in minutes.

That is, the so-called finger sewing a little bit, or plucking a hair thicker than the waist.

Of course, the hair can't be plucked casually, otherwise it will be as much as a cow's hair.

The old lady gave a box of jewelry, bracelets, pearls, and hairpins, which many people use.

Jing Yuanshan curled her hair and put a hosta.

Luo Yi looked at it from the side, she was white, too dominant.

Now it's dark, the lights are shining, a classical beauty.

Luo Jun had to admire.

Jing Shuwan is a scholar, and Jing Yuanshan teaches very well.

Even if Grandma Liu comes, she can be generous if she wants to see it, the question is, can you understand it?

Some, Luo Jun doesn't understand, can you still understand the system when you play with your mobile phone?

Girls, the yard turns, the evening breeze blows the skirts, a clear fragrance.

When you're traveling, don't you think anyone else is there?

This garden, there are people busy, but there are not so many tourists, and the whole is quiet and efficient.

Some attractions are too commercial, and the staff is not his home, this is the Gu family, just like the feeling of his own home is definitely different.

A gust of wind was a little cool, and the flowers flew all over the sky and flew to the water.

Such a large garden, not half turned.

Jing Yuanshan returned to the ink garden and hung a lot of lights, not too bright, but enough to illuminate.

There are three rooms in the front, the main hall bar or living room in the middle, and the study room in the east.

It's all set.

Jing Yuanshan sat down and drank a cup of tea. Good tea.

Drink less tea at night? She still has to go to sleep for a while.

A few girls come, even if they are good-looking, their temperament is very good.

Watching Jing Yuanshan write.

Luo Jun asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

An elder sister smiled: "Wan Jiaying said Miss Jing again, if it weren't for Miss Jing, there would be nothing." ”

Isn't Jing Yuanshan a good thing? Who's the hell? But Wan Jiaying has been in the Gu family for many years and has an advantage.

Jing Yuanshan picked up the pen and suddenly wrote this.

Millet is not Xin, Mingde is Xin.

It feels good, it's a bit fine. Write again.

Luo Jun looked: "Mingde Weixin and Lan Fang Guifu are fine." ”

Jing Yuanshan can't be made in front of the old lady, and the son is filial piety and Sun Xian is very good.

I can barely get my hands on it, and I can't fry a few plates of rice noodles tomorrow morning.

My sister was very enthusiastic: "I'll frame it for you, someone may ask tomorrow, and you will send it to the old lady." ”

Luo Jun also said: "Although I know your calligraphy, what about sending calligraphy?" ”

Jing Yuanshan is a little square.

Luo Yile: "It's just nothing to do." It's the same whether you say it or not. ”

Jing Yuanshan understood, a group of idle people, don't bully her, women may not be as big as men.

Come and give a gift.

The old lady gave it to her, probably as a greeting gift. Again, the generosity of the elderly.

Jing Yuanshan is still touched by her mother's light, after all, what her mother taught her will also be used for a lifetime.

This study is not particularly large, but it is comfortable to stay in.

Jing Yuanshan writes again, writing about the death of the peach.

There are a lot of peach blossoms over there, this is almost like a dream, and it is so real, it really sees the world.