The small building has only two floors, and although the hall is simple, it occupies a large area. It seems that there must be some thoughts, and I probably bought it from someone else. If it is placed elsewhere, it may become a famous attraction.

The water town of Zeguo, the air seems to have the meaning of 'tide'. Ling Ziwei and the others didn't know where they went, and the whole small building seemed to be the only three of them.

Ling Qing's master bedroom is upstairs, with two guest rooms next to it, plus a north-facing study, a small living room, and a bathroom. On one side of the master bedroom is a large 'dew' platform, where you can see the vast river under the night'.

The water 'waves' rippled lightly, and the moon and stars still shone with a dull luster.

"Here...... What a great place to retreat. Yan Juan sighed, "No wonder my mother likes it." ”

"Is this the big house you live in?" Yan Yixin asked with a smile.

Yan Juan turned around, hugged his waist, and pressed his head tightly to his ***. The powerful heartbeat finally calmed down her rapidly beating heart.

It took a long time for her to reopen her eyes and look at the layout of the room. The traces of the years, a few pieces of wood, are made round and unassuming. Although the style of the furniture is very simple, the fine pear 'flower' wood still retains the 'fine' heritage.

"No, it's not. Actually, I don't remember very well, but in my impression, the big house was purely Western-style, and the balconies and stairs were all carved 'flowers'. ”

"Maybe this is your mother's residence." Yan Yixin teased.

Yan Wan smiled: "What kind of person is my mother!" Listening to Ling Ziwei, my mother's family background is not very good, and my grandfather has a little fame among the literati. ”

"yes, these are your fathers...... Purchased. Yan Yixin deliberately paused for a moment when he said that title.

This time, I don't know what kind of psychology it is, Yan Juan didn't correct it again.

Ling Qing has lived here for many years and has not left, so she must really miss her mother, right? Although her mother's pain due to illness was deeply engraved in her mind, at this moment, she suddenly felt that her hatred for Ling Qing gradually faded.

The night in Nanxun is very quiet, not at all like in the city, there is always some faint noise. The dust of the floating world seems to have settled down early here, but at more than nine o'clock, at a glance, the lights have long been gone.

"No wonder my mother likes it here, she herself is like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River." Yan Juan suddenly wanted to talk to Yan Yixin about his mother, although Yan Yixin didn't know him.

"yes, you can see it, it's like this little building."

"How?"

"The white walls and black tiles outside, at a glance, you can see that they have some connotations, but after all, you can't measure the depth. And even if there is no decoration in it, it may not be able to really understand its expression. ”

Yan Juan couldn't help laughing: "Are you saying that my mother is actually not easy to be understood?" ”

"After seeing her photos, it is clear that she is an extremely gentle lady. It can be seen that when she walks clean and thoroughly, I know that she is a strong 'woman' who would rather be broken for 'jade' than for the whole tile. ”

Yan Juan nodded thoughtfully: "Maybe...... Yes. ”

"Have you ever thought about it, but your mother has always loved your father."

"Really? But why leave? ”

"There are some things that can't step into her heart, and her departure is probably just the result of countless 'stirring' and 'swinging' in love and family. That 'female' person may not really have the ability to separate your parents. ”

"But ....." Yan Juan didn't understand, "Obviously, my mother left after that time"

"Or, she just needs an opportunity"

Yan Wan was stunned and didn't speak.

Yan Yixin looked at her with a confused expression, opened the suitcase, and took out a change of clothes for him: "Go take a hot bath, I'm tired enough." ”

It's not the body that's tired, it's the mind.

Although the exterior and furnishings of this small building look antique, the bathrooms are very modern. The bathtub is still with a massage function, and the shower room is also fully functional.

When she returned to the room, she didn't see Yan Yixin. With a move in his heart, he opened the 'door' next door, and sure enough, he saw Yan Yixin consciously put his luggage in another room.

Facing the strange Ling Qing, he was probably embarrassed to share a room with her. Yan Juan breathed a sigh of relief and quietly slipped back to his room.

There was a soft sound of water in his ears, and Yan Wan tossed and turned in the middle of the night, but he couldn't sleep.

The second day woke up very early, and the sound of water in her ears accompanied her night's 'chaotic' dreams. Nanxun seems to be separated from modern life, sleeping early and waking up early.

Nanxun in the early morning, the beauty is like an ink landscape painting. Standing on the 'dew' platform, you can see the small bridge in the distance, bent into the shape of a rainbow, with blue bricks as the base. Unpretentious but beautiful. The faint morning light seems to embrace the entire Nanxun ancient town.

The courtyard is actually larger than the small building itself. In the middle is a small pond. There is a white 'jade' railing on the shore. 'Fine' to small. Yan Juan looked at the railing, imagining her mother's shadow under the 'flower' frame, and her heart 'tide' could not be calm.

"If it's summer, you can see wisteria 'flowers' blooming." The voice from behind him made Yan Juan's back stiffen. subconsciously turned his head, but Yan Yixin was not around.

"Yes." She was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to face the owner of the voice.

Call Father? She wasn't ready to forgive him. It's called Mr. Ling, which seems to be too unkind. Even a title made Yan Juan feel troubled.

"And these two mulberry trees, in the summer, when the branches and leaves are luxuriant, and the little courtyard is your mother's favorite place to stay." Ling Qing sighed, wanting to put her hand on her narrow shoulder.

Yan Juan didn't know what kind of expression to use to face this obviously unfamiliar, but a little familiar man, and his 'chest' was a little painful, which was a wound left by his mother.

"Really? I think it's interesting to see the bridge and the river here. Yan Juan reluctantly replied.

"The bridge of Nanxun. Each one has a story to tell. Most of them are stone arches, which were first built in the Southern Song Dynasty, and the descendants can be preserved after repairs. However, there are more in the Ming and Qing dynasties. Anti-Japanese War period. In order to prevent the Japanese army from attacking Huzhou, the Kuomintang army once blew up the bridge deck here, and some of the bridges still bear traces of the war. ”

Yan Juan couldn't imagine how this comfortable ancient town could withstand the baptism of war.

"I didn't think it was a military fortress." She muttered in response. But I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart. Maybe it's more comfortable to talk about some old stories. Because it has nothing to do with each other, the old things of others will always seem calm.

Probably Ling Qing thought the same way, so he began to tell the story of Nanxun in a flat tone.

"The Japanese army was stationed more than once, and the library building was almost destroyed."

"The library?"

"Jiaye Hall, China's largest 'private' library, is in Nanxun, and was built by Liu Chenggan, the grandson of Liu Yong's eldest house. In its heyday, it had a collection of 180,000 books and 600,000 volumes. ”

Yan Juan couldn't help but look back in surprise, and saw Ling Qing standing behind him like a mountain, his face shining a little 'excited' under the morning sun. I don't know if it's for Nanxun or for myself.

Maybe... It's really for yourself.

Ling Qing's gaze suddenly bumped into hers, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

Yan Wan was silent, slowly averted his gaze, and landed on the water downstairs.

"Jiaye Hall is next to the famous Little Lotus Village, if you are not too tired today, I will take you to have a look? It is the best garden in Nanxun, built by Liu Yong, the richest man in Nanxun, and his son Liu Jinzao. ”

"Liu Yong, it's really famous!" Yan Wan smiled.

"This Liu Yong and the Liu Yong on TV are probably not the same person." Ling Qing smiled. Because of his poor family, he didn't have much education, and in the end, the famous business of Dr. Guanglu was donated with money. However, his sons are very competitive, especially the second son Liu Jinzao, who was born in the imperial examination. Two Jinshi. ”

"Oh." Yan Juan felt very surprised, since she knew Ling Qing's identity, she had always thought that he did not belong to this kind of well-mannered person who could talk about history and scriptures with others.

"Actually, I don't have any culture, and I can be regarded as 'mixed' in the fight and killing, but I am still looked down upon by people who are really scholarly. Later, after your mother left, I also *** Weiwei, I 'handed over' all the family business to him, so I came here to read a lot of books seriously. ”

Yan Juan couldn't help but joke, "That's right, there is one of the largest 'private' library buildings nearby." ”

"Most of the books in Jiaye Building have been sold or donated, and the largest collection is Zhejiang Library." Ling Qing shook his head, "In fact, your mother had no other preferences before, and most of the household money she gave her was used to buy books, and I have read it for so many years, but I only read the books left by your mother for the first time." ”

Yan Wan raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Really?" ”

"Come with me to see your mother's study?" Ling Qing asked. Even with two obvious flattery.

“..... Good"

I don't know if it's because Ling Qing's attitude is too humble, or because she also wants to know everything about her mother, Yan Juan hesitated for a while, but still agreed.

Ling Qing's face was relieved, as if Yan Xuan's answer made him satisfied.

"It's on the second floor, and it's where your mother put the most 'splendid' effort."

Yan Yixin didn't see anyone, Yan Juan wanted to call him, but he was afraid of Ling Qing's jokes, so he could only follow him silently and walk to a room on the west side of the second floor.

The "door" of the house is wooden, and the carved "flowers" are very "exquisite". Yan Xuan's hand gently stroked it. I found that my fingertips were not stained with a single bit of dust. Presumably, Ling Qing attaches great importance to the cleanliness and hygiene here.

The whole study is very bright, and the south side is full of floor-to-ceiling glass windows. Bookcases on both walls, all the way to the top. In the middle of the two walls, there are also two rows of bookcases, slightly lower.

Most of the wood used is nanmu, and the cabinet door is made of glass, without carved flowers, so that you can see every book without hindrance.

The secretary is neatly arranged. Most of them are wrapped in white paper, and the title and author are written on the spine with a 'hairy' pen. Yan Juan felt that her eyes were sore, and the familiar handwriting made her feel that this study had become intimate almost immediately.

"She loves books immensely." Ling Qing sighed lightly.

Yan Juan was a little leisurely: "There are so many books... My mom and I only had a very small study. She tilted her head and looked at the bookcase as high as the ceiling. At such a height, it is necessary to put at least one chair on the top level of books to remove them.

"There are some ancient books on them, and I don't usually need to read them. If you want to pick up the book. A chair is required. Ling Qing explained.

Yan Xuan's eyes drooped slightly, and sure enough, he saw a folding ladder against the wall in the corner of the study.

"Compared to my mother's *** collection of books, this place is like a small library." Yan Juan sighed.

"I'm sorry, I know you must have suffered a lot. Your mom was stubborn and left with almost nothing with her, except for some jewelry she had with her. ”

"Yes, it was thanks to those jewelry that we finally had a place to stay, and then my mother worked hard from 9 to 5 every day, and sometimes had to do some part-time work at night, so that I could eat and dress well. Actually, it was my mother who suffered, and I didn't suffer anything. Yan Juan thought of her mother, and her voice became cold again.

"In the future, you can come and stay at any time." Ling Qing looked at her eagerly, "These books were left to you by your mother, of course they belong to you." ”

Yan Juan shook his head, "No need, the city's municipal library also has a rich collection, and you can also make reservations for the books you want to borrow online." ”

"Wanwan, I looked for you like crazy." Ling Qing said excitedly, "At that time, I almost turned over Yiwu, Wenzhou and Huzhou, and even the ancient cities of Suzhou and Hangzhou, but your mother actually went to the metropolis..."

"So what?" Yan Xuan's gaze still lingered on the bookcase, "Since my mother has made up her mind to avoid it and fulfill you, it will naturally leave without a trace, dragging mud and water, it has never been her style." ”

"Shen Qian and I don't have anything at all."

"Oh, it turns out that her name is Shen Qian 'Jade'?" Yan Wan tugged at the corners of her mouth, and she knew that there was no sincerity in that smile, "Mom has never mentioned it to me, so I guess I won't take her to heart." ”

Ling Qing was stunned for a moment. only to sigh dejectedly. "Your mother was such a proud person, at the time.... It's no wonder she's gone. She's for me.... It's me who is sorry for her, Shen Qian's 'jade' grew up with me, she is very familiar with the Ling family, and I didn't think to guard against her, as a result..."

"Anyway. Mom is so disappointed in you that she will completely disappear from your world. Yan Juan was a little compassionate, but his tone was still very tough.

Ling Qing was silent, consciously burdening their mother and daughter too much, and was speechless for a while. Time slipped quietly past the window, and I don't know when the sun rose.

There was a buzzing Nanxun dialect on the old street, Yan Juan turned his head, and when he saw Ling Qing's eyes flashing slightly, his heart was soft and couldn't say anything.

"Ah, let's have breakfast!" Ling Qing suddenly came back to his senses, "I'm really old, I only care about remembering the past here, and I even forgot to call you for breakfast." ”

'Door' opening. It was Yan Yixin's smiling 'groan' and 'groan' face.