It's a month of wax, the year is approaching, and the business of street vendors is starting to improve. The custom of jumping the stove king every year is the most lively year ago, people are three or five as a team, pretending to be the stove stove woman, begging for money in front of the courts, and the adults buy maltose for the children on the side, in order to be sweet and sweet, and good things are repeated.

Sun Meng, like everyone else, looked at the long Furong Street, rendered by the joy of the festival, but there was always some longing in her heart, would Ruo Xiao come to ransom her? He is so rich in his house, he must have come to redeem it a long time ago.

The sky is sprinkled with light snow, and in the depths of the flowers and trees, the delicate thin ice lies quietly on the water, reflecting a melancholy and lost face. I didn't feel that I was close to the probe, and I looked at ....... from a distance.

Time passed day by day, and Wei Ruoxiao had never been here since the last time they met.

Sun Mengzi laughed at himself for being too naïve, having encountered so many things, and still being so easy to believe men's words.

The old bustard looked at the heavy snow fluttering outside the door, and she complained: This ghost weather has chilled the enthusiasm of men, does this still make me have a business in Qinghong Mansion? This is to drink the northwest wind.

turned around and ordered beside him: "Xiaohong, close the door, the wind has poured in, and the old lady is cold." ”

Xiaohong answered the call and closed the door, but the door was pushed open.

Wei Ruoxiao walked in dressed in snow-white.

The old bustard happily greeted him.

"Yo, you're here, Xiaohong, quick, quickly brush off the snowflakes on Childe's body, and make another bowl of hot tea." Then he said: "Which girl do you want to accompany you today, as long as you have silver, if you don't dislike it, how about I accompany you, old lady?" ”

Wei Ruoxiao pushed the bustard away and said that I was going to find the girl from last time.

The old bustard laughed, but there was a trace of contempt in his eyes: "Why don't you go to the firewood room and call that dead girl to me." ”

Wei Ruoxiao said to the bustard: "I want that girl, you can make a price." ”

The old bustard was stunned: "This, I'm afraid you can't afford it, the girls in my Qinghong Mansion are all expensive." ”

"Make a price." Wei Ruoxiao said.

The old bustard looked at Wei Ruoxiao, his eyes wandered up and down, left and right, and the yin and yang became angry.

"Although I rarely see you, but Qinghonglou, a rich man from far and near, I have heard of it, if I don't guess wrong, you are the mansion of the down-and-out son Brother Wei. If you want to buy the girl from my Qinghong Mansion, you will have to get 300 taels of silver, and you can't have one less. The bustard turned and was about to leave.

sneered at Wei Ruoxiao behind him.

"You can't afford it, I heard that you don't even have a family business now, what can you use to redeem your sweetheart? If you come to play, I have a girl in Qinghong Mansion, you can play hard. If you want to play tricks on the old lady, I don't have that much to spare. The bustard was a little angry.

"Please wait, 300 taels can be counted." Wei Ruoxiao stopped the bustard, the bustard looked back at Wei Ruoxiao, and she said: Count, then can you count?

As he spoke, a sneer came out of his nose.

"Of course, please make a note for me immediately, I want that girl now."

The old bustard casually summoned pen and ink, and she threw the standing paper book in front of Wei Ruoxiao: "Where's the silver?" It's stupid not to take money from my mother. ”

Wei Ruoxiao opened the baggage he was carrying: "Here are 310 taels, and the extra 10 taels will be counted as silver taels for you and me tea." ”

The old bustard was very satisfied, she counted the silver and said: "The young master is the young master, the shot is generous, even the tea money is thoughtful, okay, it's useless for me to keep the dead girl, she pretends to be a high-minded dead lady all day long, take it away, I don't have to worry about it."

Wei Gongzi, you are smart, you can be a ready-made father when you take it back, what a beautiful thing. ”

With the summons of others, Sun Meng saw Wei Ruoxiao in a thick coat approaching: the snow fell on his shoulders, and his face was haggard. The pity in the bottom of my heart, I don't know who will be lovesick, shackled to the tip of the heart, many Zhu Yan hazard, many lovesickness broken.

When he saw it, he hurriedly greeted him, took Sun Meng's hand, and hurriedly said happily: "Go, Feng'er, you are free." ”

She flinched, unconsciously pulling her hands back.

"Let's go, this young master bought you, you are his, if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave if I regret it in a while." The old bustard said.

Sun Meng hesitated for a moment, this sudden freedom and joy instantly spread out in his heart, and flowers that wanted to be released and rested appeared in his expression, and he quickly left the Qinghong Mansion with Wei Ruoxiao taking her hand.

Behind him, the snow fell silently and was stained with frost white. Playing the piano and singing in the house, laughing and coquettishly ......... People in the building? Outsiders? People haven't returned? People have returned?

She couldn't help laughing, laughed with tears on her face, and said in her heart: I, finally got out of this building, and I can go home.

Family? In an instant, confusion crossed his face, and when he turned around and looked behind him, the vermilion dark lacquered door, with the red and black plaque of "Qinghong Building" hanging on the top, was spotted with a little colored grease, like a trace of suffering in the world.

Today is the New Year, the wind is howling, the streets are sparsely populated, and there are occasional children playing on the roadside.

Gently picked up a handful of snow and leaned his face over.

"It's true, I'm really free." She choked up and sobbed.

"Yes, you're free." Wei Ruoxiao also felt on the side.

She nodded vigorously, her heart was free and happy, even though her face was full of tears.