Volume 1 Bully Me, Insult Me, I Can't Bear Chapter 270 The Old Dream Comes Again

Bean Green is making a fire.

There are huā shelves on the wall of the house, and more than 20 pots are on the shelves, and several of them have leaves. It is a peony leaf.

"Is gold and silver not giving up, or are you too persistent?" Mo Zi saw that Doulu was busy for a while, and estimated that he was silent, and he had to wait.

Dou Lu heard Mo Zi's voice, turned around and smiled beautifully, "Sister, sit down, and then talk to you when I'm done." ”

Mo Zi took off her winter robe and sat down by the window, "This room is so warm that people sweat. "Doulu didn't hear it this time, warming up and urging huā is a very delicate job, and there is no room for distraction.

Mo Zi looked at the room. The house is not new, but it can be seen that it has been recently renovated, and the red grapefruit lattice windows on three sides are painted fragrant and white. A long window with a long wall was opened, so that the wind could not blow in, only passing outside, so that it was warm but not stuffy inside.

Looking out the window, the pavilion where he was talking to Jin Yin just now was not far away, but at this time, Yuan Cheng went to drink Jin Yin's bitter tea. She didn't stay there because what she had to say had already been said.

If Gold and Silver needed her help, let her know, as long as she could. But she also knew that the matter was too big for her to prevent or have the power to interfere with. It's Yuan Cheng, maybe he can also contribute. Under the pretext of looking at her sister, she didn't blindly get involved in the conversation between the two.

As soon as the door curtain was lifted, a tall thin man came in, holding a wooden plate in his hand and putting snacks, and when he saw Mo Zi, his eyes were like eagle's eyes in an instant, and he was very sharp.

"Who are you?" The sound of the transformation also seems to hide the blade.

"Uncle Baliang, this is my sister Mo Zi." Bean Lu just turned around, and a piece of smoke blackened on his cheek.

Baliang handed Doulu a half-wet towel, and said expressionlessly, "Your face is dark, wipe it." "Doulu hurriedly thanked him" wiped his face clean, and when he raised his eyes again, he found that only himself and Mo Zi were left in the house, and he couldn't help but say, "In this house, probably I seem to be the most leisurely, and everyone else is in a hurry." "Mo Zi, as an old sister who blindly protects her sister, has no opinion at all about Doubi's complaints.

It is best for her to offer gold and silver to the bean green as a bodhisattva, although it is unlikely.

"Doulu, is this eight taels just here to bring you snacks?" The middle-aged uncle sent pastries, and Mo Zi was not used to it. Also, Yuan Cheng said that the most powerful master around Jin Yin is called eight taels. If you weren't messed up with the incompetent name, "then it should be the same person." The martial arts master handed a white towel to a huā craftsman girl, "Is it to show that gold and silver take special care of bean green?"

"Hmm. Usually it is sent by Aunt Qiliang, but if Aunt Qiliang is too busy to leave, Uncle Eight Liang will send it. Uncle Baliang is a miscellaneous servant in the house, and if the son doesn't send him out, he will help everywhere. Dou Lu handed Mo Zi a piece of peach sū.

"Who is Qiliang?" Ingots are flying all over the sky, and grabbing one is counted as two by catty.

"Uncle Baliang's wife is also the cook in the house, and when she is not cooking, she takes care of the huā grass and makes clothes for the people in the house."

Mo Zi seems that this Aunt Qiliang probably doesn't even have time to sleep all year round, as if she is omnipotent and can do anything. The skirt at the bean green reward meeting was obviously too big, but now the same skirt fits just right, most of which is the credit of seven taels. There are also eight taels, and the miscellaneous servants are also horsemen, running tuǐ, nursing homes, and serving tea and water.

"Gold and silver, this stingy ghost." I don't know why anyone else is willing to work for him?

"Doulu, I'll take you to buy a new dress another day." They are not aristocratic ladies, but before they were in trouble, they lived a life of fine clothes and food. It doesn't matter if she wears it out herself," she can look at a large patch on the bean green skirt, and she is visually stabbed.

"Sister, it's okay. I stayed in the huā house all day and didn't go out often. Old clothes are easy to work with and comfortable to wear. Speaking of which, I miss the skirt that my sister made for me the most, the face is not dirty, a set in the neck, a knot at the back can move the huā basin, and the pocket can be small

Cut. It's a pity that I didn't have time to bring it out. "Doulu never likes to dress up, and is even a little afraid, because in the past, my father and brother called shì girl to dress up and take her into the palace. She didn't like the Yuling Imperial Palace, the sharp gaze of the old queen mother hidden in the sandalwood in the Buddhist hall, the emperor's extraordinary concern, and the prince's smile as if he wanted to swallow himself alive, which simply suffocated her. There is a sentence that she puts deep in her heart and does not dare to say it to her sister. When her father and eldest brother died, she was not sad at all, but relieved.

Mo Zi looked at Doulu's somewhat dull face, thinking that she was still uncomfortable with the "work clothes" and smiled, "What is this, I'll make another one for you, don't think I'm stupid." You know, I've always been so-so. ，… Moreover, since she had Green Chrysanthemum, she has been bare and bare herself.

The bean green is happy and pleasant, and the smile is more beautiful than a hundred huā.

"Sister, I've started to have that dream again this year." I don't want to hide this matter, "I didn't have time to tell you last time." Doulu has often had the same dream since she was a child, in the dream there was a raging fire, and a pair of hands pushed her and Mo Zi out of the sea of fire, but she couldn't see the face behind the fire clearly, and she couldn't hear anything other than the mournful screams.

Mo Zi naturally knew about Doulu's dream. Dreams are the reappearance of human memories, so after she heard Doulu talk about it, it took a lot of brainpower, but she couldn't think of anything.

Finally, I asked my father, who was very impatient at first and sent her away, but later called the sisters over, saying that there was a fire in their old home when they were young, and Doulu was only two years old at the time, and most of them were frightened.

Two-year-olds, in general, have no memory. Mo Zi was originally skeptical of her father's statement, but Doulu admitted that she was about two years old in her dream, and Mo Zi was about four years old. She can only think that Doulu has unusual brain cells, which is earlier than ordinary people can remember. She asked some of the old servants in the house to confirm the fire. So, I made up a complete set of stories to tell Doulu, and Doulu no longer dreamed.

"Still can't see your face clearly, can't hear the voice?" Mo Zi frowned, this dream had inevitably followed Doulu for too long. was a little worried, but comforted, "It may be that we have suffered such a catastrophe, which makes you think about it with what happened when you were a child." ”

"I heard it this time." Doulu bit chún, resisted the comfort of Mo Zi in his eyes, lowered his head and whispered, staring at the table desperately, "Sister, I think the person in the fire is my mother."

"What?" Mo Zi thought she had misheard.

Doulu suddenly raised his head, his eyes were very clear, "That voice calls us good daughters, who is it if it's not a mother?" Mo Zi's head immediately hurt, he was stunned for a long time, and said, "Doulu, my mother died of illness when you were two years old, don't you know, it may be that you are lonely all of a sudden, so you miss your mother." Dreams are just dreams, not real. "Even if there is a part of the memory, it will be distorted, exaggerated, and confused.

"Perhaps, my mother died to save us, not to die of illness. In the dream, when I called my mother, the man cried. "Crying so sadly, she couldn't help but cry when she woke up.

"You have been dreaming this dream for many years, and now the dream is becoming more and more real, which can only show that you are thinking about it day by day." Mo Zi stuffed a piece of cake into Doulu's mouth, "Our sisters are reunited now, and we will not have this dream again in the future, believe me, don't think nonsense." ”

Doulu bit the sū cake hard, but the circles under his eyes were red, and he really cried, "Whether it's illness or fire, my mother is always gone." I'm stupid, right? Mo Zi is also very sad, she can't remember her mother who is the body herself, but she still thinks of her parents before she was reborn, I don't know how much pain it will bring them to receive her death, but as a sister, you have to be strong, "At least I'm fine, you are fine, and you can live together." Doulu nodded, whining and swallowing the cake.

Outside the window, Jin Yin stood there, wrinkled his face and said, "I don't know, I thought that the dim sum on my Jin Da Shao's Mansion was so unpalatable that it made people cry." Jiujiu, you are already ugly, and you can't even see it when you cry. Okay, don't hurt my eyes, and wipe away your tears. It stands to reason that you don't look like your sister at all, so you should be closer. Your sister is not afraid of heaven and earth, the sword is on her neck, and her eyes are not blinking. Do you cry at night and cry during the day, the ghost who fished up in the water? ”

Doulu sleeves were busy wiping tears, and after wiping them, he slowly said, "I'm a water ghost, and my son is a money ghost." My sister is a cloud in the sky, and I am a grass on the earth. But she is my sister, not your sister, and you can only look at it. What if I'm ugly? The son is good-looking, but when you go out, someone disguises you as a man and is molested. ”

Talking slowly is just as deflated.

Mo Zi couldn't help but laugh there, and had to say the same, "Someone really treats Jin Dashao as a girl?" Yuan Cheng clapped his hands twice, "Who said that sisters are not alike?" "Jin Yin usually hates people saying that he is a woman, but he can't lose his temper in the face of these three, so he is so angry that he has to swallow it in his stomach.

The situation is three to one, and it is very good.

Partial bean green xìng pure good, after the tongue of the tongue, he told the truth, "In fact, although the son is good-looking, he is not the beauty of a girl." The disciple seemed to be good for both men and women, and he didn't dare to admit it in public, so he deliberately referred to the deer as a horse. ”

Jin Yin got Doulu and temporarily defected, immediately cocked his tail, and squinted at Yuan Cheng, "Did you hear that?" This big young Yushu is in the wind and is being teased by others, also because of this impeccable face, it takes several glances compared to someone to barely say Sven's appearance..."Treat Doulu as an ally" Jiujiu, do you say he is far behind me? Mo Zi smiled and shook his head, and Narcissus Huā opened again.

"Yuan Gongzi's face is like jade, warm and moist, like the morning of the early moon, with a white peony that is put on lùyù, not for the king of huā and for a gentleman, not dusty." Speaking of peonies, the bean green face is bright and the eyes are bright.

Yuan Cheng glanced at Mo Zi, and then smiled at Doulu, "Thank you, Miss Doulu, praise me." ”

Gold and silver bombarded people, "Yuanda peony is easy to go, I am vulgar yellow, I don't send it." ”

"Yao Huang." Bean Green corrected him.

"Jiujiu, you're done with your work here, aren't you? Then help two or two to do the laundry. "Gold and silver carry forward the spirit of stinginess.

"Sister, then I'll do the laundry. One or two uncles said that they would give me two days off in a few days, and I would go to Hongyu to find you. "Doulu was serious about the gold and silver blessing and left.

In front of her, send her sister to do the laundry? Mo Zi squinted and shouted second brother.

Gold and silver shivered. @。