Last night there was another snowfall, but it was a sunny day in the morning.

The cold fragrance of plum blossoms wafted into the house through the window lattice.

"There is a lot of snow this winter, and the plum blossoms are blooming more than usual," Chunjiao sniffed and said, "The red plum trees in the backyard are blooming so lively, reflecting the spirit of the snow, do you want to go and see it?" ”

Hearing this, Wei Yining put down the book in his hand, rubbed his slightly sore neck, and said, "It's a pity not to read it, it's okay to go and see it." ”

Now that Wei Yujue has come back to save his relatives and talked to Mrs. Zhu every day, Wei Yining does not stay at the old lady's side as often as before, and goes back to his yard after getting up early every day to say hello.

First, to avoid suspicion, lest anyone think that she deliberately stammered with her aunt; Second, their mother and daughter really couldn't interject in the conversation, and they were a little uncomfortable.

Now Chunjiao persuaded her to enjoy the plum blossoms, Wei Yining remembered that those red plum trees were planted by her grandfather when he was young, and they only bloomed when they were the coldest every year.

Mother Wang's favorite to play under the tree on a snowy day, the glass world created by the white snow and red plums, the mother smiled like a girl.

If my father is not busy, he will accompany him, add the hot flower carving with rock sugar ginger slices, and drink a cup to brew a small poem.

Wei Yining still remembers the appearance of his father's clean and slender fingers holding the lake pen, and his brother Wei Fuan, who was seriously grinding his eyebrows and handsome eyes next to him.

Now that these relatives are gone, it's better to go and see it for my mother.

Wei Yining suppressed the sadness in his heart, wore snow green feather satin, wore a Guanyin pocket, and stepped on wax clogs, and helped Chunjiao to go out slowly.

When I came to the backyard, I saw that the old plum branches were like stiff, the flowers were like steaming, and the fragrance was cold, which made people feel refreshed.

"It's too cold outside, don't look at it for too long, beware of the cold air entering your body," Chunjiao said: "If you really like to see it, when we go back in a while, let's break it and take it back, and put it in a porcelain vase, so that the girl can watch it slowly in the house." ”

"What are you going to do with it," Wei Yining laughed when he heard it: "Isn't it good to let it grow well on the tree?" ”

Wei Yining has always disliked folding flowers, she thinks that flowers that bloom on the branches have roots and leaves to have spirituality, and although they are beautiful, they have lost their vitality, even if they are beautiful, they are useless.

Just watching, someone hurriedly ran over, and when he saw Wei Yining, he hurriedly stopped and said goodbye.

Wei Yining recognized her as the girl who took care of Wei Yirong, so she casually asked, "What about the seventh sister?" ”

The girl replied, "The slave is looking for the Seventh Maiden!" As soon as I got up in the morning, I turned around and disappeared, and I have already searched for most of the house, but I still haven't found it. ”

Wei Yirong is not very old but very naughty, and he often disappears, and this is not the first time.

But now that the weather is so cold, if she gets into a place where no one is there and freezes, she will suffer.

Wei Yining knew that the Bao family had not been ordinary busy recently, and he couldn't take care of Wei Yirong at all, and the people in the house praised her and didn't take her seriously.

Only the maid who had been watching over her was anxious about the matter, because if something really happened, she would definitely be punished.

"I'll help you find it! It's no joke on such a cold day. Wei Yining thought for a moment and opened her mouth, she just felt that she was innocent.

Wei Yirong Because of her biological mother, the Wei family doesn't like her.

Bao treats her well on the surface, and she is not deductible in terms of dressing, but she is actually very strict, and she is often beaten and scolded on the grounds of "teaching rules", and no one dares to beak.

The maid was naturally grateful when she heard this, and hurriedly said, "Fifth girl, you are really a good person!" My leg was broken this morning, and no one said anything to help me. ”

Now the first half of the people in the mansion are busy with the New Year's affairs, and the rest are busy with Wei Yimi's dowry.

Those subordinates are the best at watching people put down dishes, and they all run to Bao's to be courteous, who will care about Wei Yirong's affairs!

Wei Yining's expression was faint, and he said, "Let's look for the three of us separately, and we won't look for the places we have found." ”

So the three of them looked in three directions, and Wei Yining walked southwest, which is now the most deserted place in the house.

Because the yard where Aunt Mei and Aunt Liu lived in the past was over there, it was locked up after the accident, and no one lived in it anymore.

probably didn't want to see the place where they lived again, and the new Aunt Sang also cleaned up another yard to live in.

The Zhiyong Mansion is huge, and it is not bad for these two courtyards.

Wei Yining only met an old woman with a rickety figure along the way, and asked her if she had seen Miss Seven, who knew that this woman was so deaf that she couldn't hear what Wei Yining was talking about.

Wei Yining didn't ask anymore, waved her hand and let her go.

Walking all the way through the hall, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, but after a few months of hard work, no one lived, these two places looked very decadent and desolate.

I think that when Aunt Liu was being favored, her yard was very lively.

In particular, the frolicking of the two children does not stop from morning to night.

I still remember that Aunt Mei likes poppies the most, and the yard is full of plants, and the purple and red are so gorgeous.

Now it's so cold that there isn't even a sparrow, it's gray and lonely, and there's no trace of life.

Although Wei Yining sighed in his heart, he kept walking.

The snow in the middle of the road has been cleared, and there are no obvious footprints, but half a small footprint can be seen on the snow on the side of the road, which can only be Wei Yirong's.

And the toes are pointing west, apparently going that way.

Wei Yining walked forward quickly, and soon found that the side door of Aunt Liu's yard was half-opened, this gap was impossible for adults to pass, but three or four-year-old children were completely fine.

Wei Yining squatted down and took a closer look, only to see a strand of cloth hanging on the door panel, the color of water red, which should have been scraped off Wei Yirong's clothes.

No one cleared the snow in the yard, and he could see the small footprints he had stepped on all the way, Wei Yirong obviously ran here.

Looking at the iron lock on the door, Wei Yining decided to climb over the wall and go in.

I entered the yard, followed the footprints all the way over, and turned around the main room to see a small red figure squatting in the snow.

Wei Yirong was holding an iron chisel in his hand, pounding something one by one, and there were words in his mouth: "Cheap seed!" Harmful spirits! Bed bugs that don't die of hunger! Eat, eat, eat! Just know how to eat! Tear your stealing mouth! Something that can't be on a high platform! Waste my hard work! ”

Her scolding was by no means childlike, apparently imitating the words of an adult.

Wei Yining knew that this was mostly what Bao usually scolded her, so unbearable, obviously not for teaching, but to vent hatred.

Since Wei Yirong returned home, Bao has personally taught her, and people still say that Bao is generous and virtuous, but in fact, they just regard her as the object of private anger.

Wei Yirong is still young, I don't know what is going on, she just knows that she is afraid, and if she is afraid for a long time, she will hold a grudge.

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