Chapter 42: To Marry or Not to Marry (4)

The days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the sixth day.

On this day, Qiu Sanniang took the leave of Bai Lotus and Green Chrysanthemum, so that the two of them also dressed up as little girls and went out for a walk. Xiaoyi is haunted, and he doesn't know where to hide in the hermitage. Mo Zi became the only girl who served her by her side.

In the afternoon, Qiu Sanniang thought that the bed in the guest compartment was hard and refused to take a nap, so she asked Mo Zi to take the piano and find a pavilion in a secluded forest in the middle of the mountain.

Mo Zi took out the piano and carefully placed it on the stone table. I took down the cloth bag I was carrying, took out a small copper tripod from the left bag, and lit incense. He took out the wooden bottle he had made from the right bag, unscrewed the lid, and poured hot tea. Then he took out the brocade carpet from the large pocket in the middle and spread it on the wooden chairs of the pavilion. Finally, he pulled out a pink cape, rolled it up and placed it on the side of the chair.

"Girl, everything is laid out, what else do you command?" Mo Zi asked.

"Your bag is very useful, not only can you put things, but you can also carry it on your shoulders." In the past, so many things had to be carried by at least three girls.

Mo Zi patted her "design", the backpack sewn by green chrysanthemum, "The weight on both shoulders is much greater than that of one shoulder or two hands." ”

Qiu Sanniang nodded as if she didn't understand, she didn't care much about the principle, and she needed to be alone, "I know you don't like to listen to the piano, so as not to make you sleepy, you go around, don't stay too far away." ”

"Girl, I'm guarding the entrance of the forest. That way, you can see me, and no one will come in and disturb you. "Mo Zi can't listen to the classical slow pace, and the kind of galloping horses can still give a little passion.

"Go ahead." Qiu Sanniang picked up the piano and lowered her head to tune.

Sitting on the rocks of the mountain path, Mo Zi still heard the sound of the piano. The mountain wind blew it away, and then gathered in her ears, and the harsh spring snow turned into a bright stream, which did not sound bad.

If she came to the favorite of this era, probably the sleeve is one of them. It's narrow and wide, but it's very good for putting things. The design is ingenious, and it won't fall out when you shake it around. Handkerchiefs, small pieces of silver, letters and the like, as long as you don't care whether they look beautiful or not, they are still quite practical for ordinary people. Sometimes, she also thinks about whether she can use it as a weapon or something, and smash people with a stone.

However, on this day, she only had a copy of the Yuling Night Boat Chronicle in her sleeve. It was not long ago when she was picking up a book for Qiu Sanniang in Master Qiu's study, it was half smaller and half thicker than ordinary books, but the paper was very light and easy to carry. This is not stealing, Qiu Sanniang has long acquiesced to her studying. Although the literate girl in Qiu Mansion can break five fingers, and even Liuniang and Qiniang don't know many words, Qiu Sanniang is full of poetry and books, and there is Mo Zi who loves to read, so she is a lot of book friends, so she is very lenient.

The Yuling Night Boat Chronicle is a hand-drawn book, and Mo Zi does not know exactly what year or month it was produced, but can only roughly infer that it was thirty years or earlier. The book is mainly about travelers on night boats relaying anecdotes that happened in various parts of Yuling, but the subtlety lies in the fact that it draws detailed illustrations of several types of small night boats, which makes Mo Zi, a boatman, quite interesting.

I held the book in my hand, but I was a little unsettled because of the fluttering sound of the piano.

That night, Mo Zijiao Bai He looked for an opportunity to mention Qiu Sanniang's true temperament to Wei's family. On the fourth day, Bai Lotus Green Chrysanthemum and Sanniang went to see Wei's, and they really did so. After Qiu Sanniang came back, she complained, saying that these girls made their own decisions and exposed her shortcomings to outsiders without consultation.

Bai He thought that Qiu Sanniang was really angry, and rushed to Mo Zi and said that it was all his own idea.

I don't know if Qiu Sanniang didn't pursue Bai He for her sake since she was a child, anyway, she didn't like Mo Zi, and she also went to punish Bai He for a few hundred taels of silver.

Later, Mo Zi heard Lu Ju say that Qiu Sanniang and Wei's had a very happy conversation that day, and they had to talk about it, and they even found several places where both of them had been, and the topic was endless. Wei even took the initiative to invite Qiu Sanniang to have dinner together, but Qiu Sanniang refused on the grounds that he wanted to wake up at night during the fasting and bathing.

When Lu Ju said to Mo Zi, his expression was so regretful that he said that he should not push or refuse.

In Mo Zi's opinion, Qiu Sanniang has entered the situation.

I want to get away with it.

Isn't it great? When to be honest, when to be courteous, when to go further, when to take a step back, grasp it properly, and the opportunity will appear at any time. In any case, Qiu Sanniang is truly filial to her father, and Zhai Mu has done ten out of ten. Knock a thousand times, sing a thousand times, write a thousand times, and never tire of it over and over again, all by yourself. And Baili filial piety comes first, which is the most important consideration for Wei's when considering the candidate.

From the second day onwards, Qiu Sanniang only shared breakfast with Webster. Even at this moment, when I have time, I don't dwell on it and know how to stop in moderation.

But whether things will go as smoothly as they think, Mo Zi doesn't know. At her feet was a cluster of bright yellow wildflowers, and when she was stunned, the flowers were as striking as a string of suns, rolling in front of her eyes.

"The white camellia in the middle of the mountain is blooming beautifully." A calm voice suddenly came from the mountain road.

Mo Zi noticed that she had heard this voice, and immediately came back to her senses.

"No, I've never seen anything so gratifying in Shangdu. I wanted to ask the owner if he could let me transplant a few plants, but I was afraid of traveling a long way, but I tossed these poor flowers alive, so I dispelled the idea. It's just that your mother loves white camellia the most, and I always feel sorry for her. Another voice laughed, and the elders' affection for being close to the juniors.

Wei's kind and loving face appeared in his mind, and Mo Zi thought to himself, it is good to live close, look down and see it, look up.

Thinking in his heart, he took action quickly, put the book back in his sleeve, and turned out from behind the rocks.

"Hello ma'am." Bow your head slightly, lean forward with your upper body, your hands on your side, and bend your knees.

"You are ——?" Wei was a little puzzled because he couldn't see the other party's face clearly.

Mo Zi raised her head slightly, but her body did not move, "Madam, I am the girl of the third girl of Qiu Mansion, Mo Zi." ”

"It's you." Even if Wei didn't care about Mo Zi's appearance, he was deeply impressed by the name Mo Zi, "I've been dining with your girl for the past few days, I haven't seen you, I still want to." ”

Mrs. Xie was worried. Mo Zi is only a second-class maid ring, and she doesn't often serve in front of the girl. "You're polite, I'm polite, everyone is polite. Mo Zi raised his head a little more, and when he saw the man beside Wei, he quickly hid his face five degrees again, and his heart was shocked.

The voice was familiar, because she had only heard it a few days ago. That man turned out to be another Erlang who he met in Wangqiu Tower. It was not pleasant to meet that day. If you meet here again, it will be called the narrow road of the enemy.

"Your girl is very capable, and the girl at the bottom is like a clever one." This is a real boast.

"It's also a blessing for us to meet a girl." I wholeheartedly represent the white lotus and green chrysanthemum, which is half and half.

"Look at this sweetheart's clever mouth." Mo Zi's low posture was obviously in line with Wei's wishes, which made her smile, and turned to the young man beside her and said, "Erlang, the little order you admired, and the story that dispelled your third uncle's idea of marrying a concubine, is what this girl said. ”

Not again.

Proof of a serious lack of entertainment life!

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Happy National Day, dear friends!

It seems that the editors are on vacation, no one is reviewing PK applications, and I don't know if I can catch up with October, anyway, there will be a score tomorrow, and it will be passed. If you don't catch up, neither the pink nor the PK ticket system will accept it. Let's try it.

Since the opening of the article, I don't know how many twists and turns. The contract courier took ten days, so the editor could not be recommended. Then, the September PK was missed. Then, my computer broke down and all my data was gone. applied for October, and it was the National Day again, and the editors were on holiday.

Hey - I hope everyone's joy in the festival can turn the luck of Lingzi!

Have fun!