Chapter 9: A Dream (1)
As he was talking, a middle-aged woman dressed neatly and dignified greeted her with two little girls.
She looked at her uncle and nephew without a trace, and said with a smile: "This is Miss Xiao Su, right?" My son-in-law commanded me to welcome the girl in. ”
Uncle Su raised his sleeves and wiped his tears, nodded and smiled: "This lady, you wait, I'll buy something for Xiaojiu!" ”
"Brother Su, I'm just a servant in the house, where can I be considered a lady?"
The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, and the two little girls behind her also snickered.
Uncle Su's face was slightly red, and he told Su Jiu to wait for him here, and he hurriedly went to the prosperous place next to him.
Su Jiu had two dimples on his cheeks, and looked up at the middle-aged woman, "I don't know what to call my aunt?" ”
"My surname is Liu, and the girl can call me Mother Liu."
The woman replied, her eyes sharpening at Su Jiu.
I heard that this little girl came from the village outside Jinling City, and she thought that she was cowardly by nature and could not be put on the stage, but now when she sees it, she is as sweet as sugar and painful, no wonder she will be treated by the son with blue eyes.
Soon, Uncle Su ran back out of breath.
He also carried a small bamboo basket in his hand, which was stuffed with all kinds of snacks.
He pulled the small bamboo basket to Su Jiu's little thin arm, and touched her little head again, "It's all things that children love to eat, and my uncle estimates that you should also be happy to eat it." ”
Su Jiu hugged the small bamboo basket tightly and said sweetly: "Thank you, uncle!" ”
Uncle Su squatted down in front of her, carefully straightened her clothes, and took out a string of red and bright sugar gourds from his arms and stuffed them into her hands.
He carefully advised: "In the end, it is in someone's house, not as good as your own family, you have to be obedient and obedient, don't mess with nobles." In a few days, when your uncle convinces your aunt, he will definitely redeem you again. Well, wait for your uncle to redeem you, remember? ”
Su Jiu nodded.
Uncle Su touched her head with satisfaction, stood up, and carefully took out a dime of silver from his arms.
He respectfully stuffed the silver horn to Liu's mother, "A little heart, please accept it!" In the future, in the house, please take care of my wine! ”
Mother Liu quietly refused, and said with a smile: "What is Brother Su talking about, Miss Xiao Su was named by our son-in-law, and if she is serious, where can she be wronged?" Brother Su can rest assured. ”
Uncle Su was relieved, and he talked a lot about Su Jiu, and under the repeated urging of Liu's mother, he reluctantly watched Su Jiu being taken into the deep and long alley by Liu's mother.
Su Jiu raised his head and looked at the plaque with blue characters on a black background at the mouth of the alley, which was upright and engraved with the three big characters of "Wuyi Lane".
She lowered her head and followed Liu's mother into the long alley.
The alley is paved with neat green bricks.
In the corner of the wall, there are still clusters of budding lilacs.
Perhaps because of the rain, the edges of the green bricks have grown moss, with black tiles and white walls, which makes this long alley more secluded and elegant.
Mother Liu said proudly as she walked: "Our Xiao family is one of the five great families in Jinling City, I won't go into detail about how rich and splendid it is, in short, you must know that in this Jinling City, even those officials and masters, they don't dare to mess with our Xiao family!" ”
She paused, and then said: "Now the old lady is in the capital as a secretary of the ministry, the eldest master and the second master are released as officials outside other states, and the third master stays in Jinling City to run the Xiao family's business, and all the affairs inside are taken care of by the old lady." ”
Su Jiu's young fingers gently caressed the pink and white wall, and secretly said ancient poetry:
Wild grass flowers by the Vermilion Bird Bridge,
The sunset at the mouth of Wuyi Lane is slanting.
In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan,
Fly into the homes of ordinary people.
This "ordinary people" is not unusual now.
Mother Liu looked back at her and saw that she was wandering out of the world, and she didn't feel slightly angry, "Miss Xiaosu, where did I just say?" ”