During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

It is said in the poem, "Honesty does not deceive me."

When Wei Shaoguang pushed open the window, he saw the scene of rain fluttering in the sky.

The fine rain was blown gently by the wind into the open window, wetting the cuffs of the white shaking.

Under the eaves, a string of water lines has been connected, falling on the ground, falling on the plantain tree, but it is also a beautiful scenery of rain hitting the plantain.

Shaking the light happily leaned against the window and looked out, and saw the flowers and trees in the garden becoming delicate in the spring rain, a beautiful picture of spring rain.

A black swallow flew low in the air, and flew away quickly, and the eyes of the shaking light followed it, and then he saw He Yongzhi walking here with an umbrella.

Mr. Butler changed his suit, with a fine black pattern woven on a lake green base, with narrow cuffs, a collar close to the neck, a black belt, and a sachet hanging from it, and a plain blue tassel hanging under the hem.

Holding an umbrella, he walked slowly and rhythmically, not deliberately avoiding puddles on the ground, and the splashing water wet the hem of his clothes at the bottom.

Looking at the past from the perspective of shaking the light, you can see the face of the butler without sorrow and joy, he walked along the winding path towards the house where he lived, but the shaking light thought in his heart: what kind of person is he, what has he experienced, how can he be a housekeeper here?

Obviously, he seems to have good skills, and his mind is relatively mature and stable, so he can wait here for a year and be a housekeeper with peace of mind.

It is becoming more and more likely that this person is Jiang Seventeen's person.

That's fine, but if it's not, then you're in trouble.

While he was thinking about these things, the butler had already reached the door, and he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Shaking Light leaned on the window and shouted at him, "Come in." ”

The housekeeper looked at him in response, looked at the banana leaves and the begonia trees at the door, shook the light and smiled at him, the housekeeper turned his head and opened the door and walked into the house.

Wei Shaoguang was still leaning against the window, kneeling on the low couch with her legs, her white layers of clothes were scattered messily, she turned her head to look at the housekeeper who came in, "Yongzhi came here early in the morning, but is there something?" ”

He bowed his head slightly and replied, "Miss Yan, what you ordered yesterday, the things you need to worship your parents have been prepared, this is the list, you can take a look, if there is anything wrong, you can change it immediately." ”

He held a thick booklet in both hands, and his hair was still scattered, and she didn't care, but Mr. Butler looked away.

Shake Light chuckled, "Hand it over." ”

The butler took a few steps closer and handed her the booklet, then quickly stepped back, stood a little farther away from her, shook his head and chuckled, and then looked down at the booklet in his hand.

This booklet should be a record of the daily expenses in this house, but Shaoguang is not interested in reading it now, and she is not suitable to read it, so she took a cursory look at the contents of the page that was opened.

It is detailed with what is needed and nothing to change or make up.

She closed the booklet and handed it to He Yongzhi, "Just follow this, no need to change it." ”

"Yes, then we will arrange it according to this, someone will take you there in the evening, you can relax." The butler retired.

Wei Shaoguang stopped him when he was about to walk out, "Yongzhi shouldn't have waited for the hostess before, don't you know that when you report something, you usually don't go to the boudoir where the woman lives?" ”

He Yongzhi turned around, leaned over and bowed his head, and spoke, his voice did not change, "It's inappropriate, please punish Miss Yan." ”

It is only when he says, "Please rebuke," that a servant should be, and other times he always doesn't look like a steward.

Shaking his lips and smiling, his eyes were uncertain, "There is no need to punish, Yongzhi will remember it in the future, but the little girl you arranged for her doesn't seem to know how to take care of the girl, I've been up by myself for a long time, and I don't see the finch to help me groom up?" ”

He Yongzhi at the door still lowered his head, "It's not good to be in the next education, and I will change another maid for you, you wait a minute." ”

"No need, I'll have to wait a long time for another one, you go and call the finch over, I still want to go out and have a look." Wei Shaoguang stopped him.

"Yes, wait a minute."

He Yongzhi turned around and left, and soon after, the finch came in.

"Miss! Spare your life! The slave maid was stopped by Xiaojin on the road, it's too late, please forgive the slave maid! As soon as the finch came in, she knelt down with a look of fear on her palm-sized face.

Wei Shaoguang sat on the soft collapse, his back against the wall behind him, one arm propped up on the window lattice, just enough to drag her head, and she had a smile on her face, and her eyes looked good when she smiled.

She said, "Nishiki? ”

"Yes, yes, she stopped the slave and asked the slave to help her send an ingredient to the kitchen, the slave and the maid really couldn't resist her, so she helped her to the kitchen, and as soon as she returned to the house, I heard that Steward He came to me to serve you, the slave and maid really didn't mean not to serve you, and asked Miss Yan to forgive the slave and maid!" The finch told the story excitedly, and was so frightened that she was about to cry.

Wei Shaoguang chuckled, she looked at the little girl and said, "You get up, don't always kneel for me, I don't like it, understand?" ”

"Yes, yes." The finch sobbed back, then stood up from the ground with her head down.

"Go get some hot water and wash me up, I'll want you to go out with me later." Wei Shaoguang instructed her to do something, and the little girl nodded, replied "yes" and ran out quickly.

Shaking the light and turning his head to look out the window, the rain has become much lighter, but it seems that it will not stop today.

She thought it would be nice to go out for a walk with an oil-paper umbrella.

Huairou City is a very typical small city in the south of the Yangtze River, although it is not where her mother grew up, but it is where her mother Li and her father met.

They also wandered in this small city, in the gap where the war was not ignited, walked hand in hand on bluestone roads, passed stone bridges, and perhaps they also wanted to settle in this small city and spend their lives quietly.

However, the war was calling her father, and there was no room for refusal, so she fought the war with no way back, and finally fell on the battlefield, and her mother also killed herself by the river, leaving her a baby to be carried to Qingxiamen, and she has grown up to this day.

Time passes without hurry, and there are many traces of time in this small city, which is perfect for memories.

She leaned on the windowsill with her palms folded to see how the spring rain moisturized things silently.

The finch brought back a copper basin with a white towel on the rim.

"Miss, let's wash up." The finch softly recalled the chaotic thoughts of the shaking light.

"Hmm."

Shaoguang is actually barefoot, she has always covered her feet under the white skirt, and now when she walked down with her skirt, she was seen by the finch, she was so frightened that she immediately knelt on the ground, and pleaded in a trembling voice, "Miss Yan, the slave is wrong, please don't kill the slave, please!" ”

Frightened by this voice, a stirring light shook the light, and was caressing his chest, looking at the finch kneeling on the ground in wonder.

She was about to reach the limit of her patience, reached out and smoothed a strand of hair behind her ear, stepped on the ground barefoot, and spoke helplessly, "Don't be in a hurry to kneel down and plead guilty, why don't you hurry up and bring me a pair of clean shoes and socks!" ”

"Yes! Wait a minute. The finch got up with a bone, trotted outside to get back a pair of clean shoes and socks, and waited for Wei Shaoguang to put on his shoes.

And the shaking light who was waiting to put on the shoes was very uncomfortable, and waved her hand to let the finch wait, and she came by herself.

Finally got the shoes, shook the light and stood up, and went to wash his face.

Today she is wearing a white dress, embroidered with a lot of blooming begonia flowers with light cyan silk thread last year, the cuffs are wide-sleeved, but not big, at least compared to the clothes worn by Jiang Seventeen, this set is really much gentle.

It's just a little troublesome that she doesn't comb her own hair, obviously she usually swears casually.

Sitting in front of the mirror, pinching the comb in his hand, shaking the light and asking the finch, "Finch, do you comb your hair?" ”

This time, the finch finally went to the road once, walked over, took the comb of the shake light, and combed the hair of the shake light, "I'll help you comb it." ”

"Mmmm, keep it simple, don't be too complicated." Shake Light happily told her what she wanted.

Que'er is still a little useful, she put a very simple bun for Shaoguang, the black hair is softly scattered behind her, Shaoguang looked left and right, nodded with satisfaction, and praised, "Thank you Que'er, your hair is very good, I have the opportunity to teach me." ”

Finch was a little incredulous, she blushed in flattery, and stammered, "But, yes, slave, slave will definitely teach you." ”

"Well, thank you." Shake the light picked up the white jade plum hairpin and inserted it in the bun, and the thin silver chain was connected to the crystal clear jade, and with the turn of the light, they collided with each other and made a crisp sound.

Finch glanced at it and exclaimed, "Miss, your hairpin is very beautiful." ”

"Indeed, the finch has a good eye." Shaking the light casually praised her, only she knew that there would definitely be some gray and sad colors in her eyes, which could not be hidden.

Wei Shaoguang lowered his head, straightened his collar and cuffs, stood up from the cushion, and said to the finch, "There should be breakfast, right?" You take me, and then we'll go out and see. ”

"Yes, Miss, please." The finch took an oil-paper umbrella and opened it to shake the light.

Wei Shaoguang snatched the paper umbrella in her hand, held it himself, and said to the surprised finch, "I'll hold it myself, you can also hold it, go to the front, hurry up!" Don't be stunned. ”

After speaking, Wei Shaoguang turned around and walked into the rain curtain with a paper umbrella, and the finch hurriedly took another umbrella and opened it to keep up with Shaoguang.

Shake the light and carry the skirt to the front slowly, around the zigzag path, you can see a lot of beautiful scenery, the ebony carved windows have many different shapes, framing the scenery of the garden into a picture of transcendent artistic conception.

By the time I walked into the flower hall, the table inside was already lined with hot meals.

After taking the umbrella, she shook her head and glanced at the finch, and after thinking for a while, she still said to the finch, "When I eat, you also go to eat, and then say to Yongzhi, you take me to visit Huairou City, understand?" ”

"Yes, miss."

"I'll be waiting for you in the flower hall." Shaking the light said again, and the finch nodded, and turned to go somewhere else.

Wei Shaoguang walked over and sat down to eat.

The meal is relatively light, the taste is not bad, and this meal is also more pleasant.

When Wei Shaoguang had dinner and sat and drank tea, Que'er appeared in the flower hall with two guards.

"Miss, Steward He said let's take two guards out with us, and ask them to protect you, Miss."

Shake the light looked at the two guards behind him, and then smiled and said to the finch, "Thank you for your hard work, let's go." ”

"Hmm."

Shaking the light and opening the umbrella, she took the lead out of the flower hall, standing on the steps made of bluestone slabs, she glanced back at the two guards behind her, and said, "Bring umbrellas with you." ”

"Yes."

Finch took two oil-paper umbrellas and handed them to them, opened them by herself, followed the rocking light, and walked slowly outside.

Walking out of this mansion where a Li Mansion is hung is an alley known as Hengdi Lane.

Shaoguang walked on the road made of bluestone slabs, and thought: Maybe Jiang Seventeen bought the house here because he took his own bamboo flute, which is also interesting.

She hooked the corners of her lips into a good-looking smile.

It looks like I'm in a good mood.

The group walked out of the alley, shaking herself to the point that she didn't know the way, she was not familiar with this place, and it was not like a tourist, she just wanted to find some memories, just walk around at will.

Walking aimlessly, followed by a stupid girl, two guards who didn't know the depth, shaking the light and not worrying, walking all the way to see the scenery on both sides.

When you see something interesting, you will smile beautifully.

The finch followed behind Shaoguang, hesitating in her heart whether to tell the young lady something.

When a man bumped into Wei Shaoguang, Que'er immediately ran forward, blocked Shaoguang, viciously separated Shaoguang from the man, and turned his head and whispered to Shaoguang, "Miss, you don't know how good you look when you laugh, there will be a disciple." ”

Hearing this, he shook his head and was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and said to the man who hit him with a smile, "I said that if you are like this, you will definitely be regarded as a disciple." ”

Que'er turned her head in surprise and saw the person in front of her clearly, she exclaimed in surprise, "You are a monk!"

This monk is the elusive lotus mirror.

There are raindrops hanging on Lotus Mirror's slippery head, which looks slightly funny.

He folded his hands, performed a Buddha salute, and said in his mouth, "Amitabha, the poor monk is a monk. ”

He replied to the finch very seriously, leaned the handle of the umbrella on his shoulder, and looked at him with a smile, "Tell me, why are you here?" ”

"If this female benefactor can be here, why can't the poor monk be here?" Lianjing asked rhetorically.

Shaking Light looked at him, his smile remained unchanged, he pulled away the finch in front of him, took a step closer, and spoke in a low voice, "Master, let's talk in another place?" ”

"The old man is invited, this is the cause and effect of the poor monk, and the poor monk naturally does not avoid it."

"Very good, there is a teahouse next to it, master here, please." Shaoguang pointed to a two-story teahouse next to him and said to Lianjing.

Lianjing nodded, and the two walked into the teahouse together.