In the house, Ruan Si brought a cup of hot tea to Fu Shaohua.

"Drink plenty of hot water."

Fu Shaohua's eyes were red and swollen like peaches, he thanked him, held the cup, and said in a dumb voice: "Is his mother ...... Won't forgive me anymore? ”

Ruan Si sighed and said, "Why are you wrong, why do you need her to forgive?" ”

Seeing that Fu Shaohua still couldn't come back to her senses, she patiently persuaded: "She just needs a scapegoat to hate." ”

The Li family was poor, and in the early years, Li's mother was frugal and frugal, so that Li Han could go to school for a few years.

After Li Han was admitted to Xiucai, Li's mother once thought that as the fortune teller said, her brother Han was the fate of the new champion.

But Li's mother fell ill and lingered on the sickbed all year round.

Therefore, Li Han was forced to suspend his studies and go home to take care of his mother, and for many years he barely supported his family by making a living in calligraphy and painting.

Over the years, Li's mother has become more and more worried about her son's future being delayed.

In the past, she hated the rich family in Linquan County, her husband who died early, and Lang Zhong who received money for medical treatment.

But now it's different, she only needs to hate one person-

The wild woman who hooked up with her son.

Gone are the enemies that were once invisible and untouchable.

Li's mother only hated Fu Shaohua and regarded her as the culprit who misled her son's future.

"For people who have been in a weak position all year round, changing to a weaker object to hate can undoubtedly vent the anger brought about by their incompetence."

Ruan Si sighed: "Don't say it's you, which girl you are from, I'm afraid it's all the same." ”

Fu Shaohua put down the cup, shook his head and said: "But she is her, Hanlang is Hanlang, I, what I admire is ...... after all"

"It's the son who crawled out of her belly."

Fu Shaohua was silent, tears slowly overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

That year, the girl with a budding spring heart only happened to catch a glimpse of a scholar painting near the lake.

For the first time, the fawn in her heart ran into a field.

The apricot blossoms on the branches were blown down by the wind and fell on her shoulders, and his reflection in the lake.

The girl thought that this was the fate of fate.

Although the two have never been courteous, they are in love with each other, and they both introduce each other as bosom friends.

This year, Fu Shaohua took off the famous calligraphy and paintings in the room and replaced them with Li Han's paintings.

From then on, she would stand in front of the painting every night with a candle, tracing slowly with her fingertips along the brushstrokes he had left behind.

The hand that paints will definitely hold her hand and lead her in the rising and setting of the moon, from green silk to white head.

This girl's charming feelings, Fu Shaohua did not tell anyone.

But today, she mourned to Ruan Si, hoping that Ruan Si could tell her where her heart should go.

"Did he tell you what he wanted?"

"Hanlang...... He said that I was his only confidant in the world. ”

Ruan Si asked again: "Did he say what will happen next year, what will happen in three years, and what will happen in ten years?" ”

"He, he said that he wanted to gain fame and glory to his ancestors."

"And then?" Ruan Si ignored Fu Shaohua's pale face, and said step by step, "Did he say that he wanted to marry you, does he have you in the future?" ”

Fu Shaohua covered his face in pain and hung his head.

Ruan Si got up and said: "You admire his scholarly demeanor, but you don't know when he will become famous, let alone when he will promise you a future." ”

Thinking of Fu Shaohua's tragic experience in his previous life, Ruan Si's voice added a bit of sincerity.

"Miss Fu, you are from a wealthy background and your parents are kind, even if you don't marry and stay to do business with your mother, you will definitely have a smooth and happy life."

"Why would you gamble your predetermined life on a future full of uncertainties?"

Fu Shaohua's thin shoulders trembled slightly.

Ruan Si raised his hand and put it on her shoulder, "You were born with a pampered peony, why do you have to imitate duckweed and go with the flow?" ”

When she took the door and left, Jin Ling'er greeted her and whispered, "Miss, I saw Miss Biao just now." ”

Ruan Si nodded and said, "It's almost here too." ”

Just waiting for the straw that broke the camel's back.

Ruan Si had a hunch that Liu Ruying would be the one who sent the straw.

Leaning on the Red Mansion.

When the old bustard saw Pei Zhiyang coming, he hurriedly greeted him with enthusiasm.

"Yo, Pei Gongzi! You haven't been here for many days, and I regretted it for several days when I didn't let you in the room last time. ”

Pei Zhiyang nodded and did not speak.

The old bustard saw that his steps were crooked, his face was bruised and swollen, and he muttered in his heart.

But how dare she ask about the nobles?

And the last time they fought in Yihong Mansion, she was afraid of offending the sons on both sides, so she simply shut her mouth and never mentioned it.

"Momiji, daughter, come down."

The old bustard greeted loudly, and ordered someone to accompany Pei Zhiyang.

Pei Zhiyang said: "Slow, I'm not here to find the Red Leaf Lady." ”

The old bustard was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly smiled: "Pei Gongzi has taken a fancy to which girl, although he said, our girls are all beautiful and fragrant." ”

"Last time," Pei Zhiyang asked, "what about the Qingqi man who played the pipa?" ”

In the past few days, he has never forgotten that Qingqi man.

When she was humiliated by Jiang Cong and others, she had tears of despair on her face.

Those two tear stains seemed to be imprinted in Pei Zhiyang's heart, making him feel sad for her from time to time.

Today, when the family finally allowed him to go out, he hurried to the Red Mansion, wanting to redeem her for the Qing man and let her go.

But the bustard's face became ugly, and he said with a smirk: "That girl...... If you're not sensible, I'll go and call Momiji. ”

She turned around to escape, but was stopped by Pei Zhiyang, "Tell the truth." ”

It turned out that Jiang Cong and the others held a grudge and sprinkled all their anger on that Qingqi man.

The next day they came back, paid the girl under their purse, and took turns bullying and ravaging her, and they did not leave until three or four hours later.

The cries and screams of the Qingqi people resounded throughout the Qinglou at first.

Later, her voice became quieter and quieter, and in the end, it was the Momiji Lady who went in and managed to coax away a few people.

But the Qingqi man was already covered in bruises, and he was drooling and crying in a dementia.

The old bustard felt sorry for a good seedling and ordered her to be locked in her room.

Built against the river in the Red Mansion, behind her room is a fast-flowing and wide river.

That night, everyone heard the sound of someone falling into the water.

The next day, the fisherman scooped up the girl's body downstream.

A girl like a good bud was soaked and swollen overnight.

Pei Zhiyang's face was like ashes, staring at the old bustard and asking, "Where are the people buried?" ”

The old bustard only gave a few pieces of broken silver and asked the people from Yizhuang to pull them away, but when he asked, he didn't know how to explain.

"Tomb Mountain in the west of the city."

On the second floor, the red leaf lady leaned on the railing, her figure was graceful, her style was varied, her lips were slightly hooked, and her eyes looked at him coldly.

She ordered a few taels of silver to be given and a thin coffin to bury the woman.

Pei Zhiyang nodded, "Got it." ”

He left a silver ingot, and was about to leave, when he asked the bustard, "What is her name?" ”

"Spring Sprout ......"

Pei Zhiyang said impatiently: "I mean, her original name." ”

The old bustard had never seen him show the slightest impatience, and he was afraid at the moment, as if Pei Zhiyang would suddenly eat people.

"She, she I bought from the human tooth."

She carefully looked at Pei Zhiyang's expression, "She was only five years old at the time, and she only knew that people called her 'second girl'." ”

Pei Zhiyang's expression was lost, "That's still called 'Spring Bud'." ”

After speaking, he didn't look at the red leaves, turned around and left the red mansion quickly.

The old bustard couldn't understand it, and said in a daze: "What's wrong with him today?" ”

"Hasn't he always been?"

The Red Leaf Lady looked disdainful and sneered: "Amorous and infatuated, a fool, it's best not to deceive." ”

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