Wicker didn't get any comfort when he went home this time, but added more worry, so he had to cry and go back to the garden. She knew that her sister was not only alive, but also alive very well, and the fifth brother of the Feng family would often meet with Mama Li and bring some news of her sister to Mama Li. What Brother Xiaochun loves my sister very much, my sister opened a snack shop in Nanquan, the business is very good, my sister and Brother Xiaochun went to sea, and they also went to a distant place like Luzon.

It sounds like my sister's life is so carefree and wanton, completely leaving her father and mother and herself behind. My sister once asked someone to bring a string of Canaan wood beads to Li's mother, so happy that Li's mother made a baby at the bottom of the box with tears, and then it was turned out and taken away by the younger son of Chengzu's brother, and Li's mother and sister-in-law had a big quarrel. But my sister has been away from home for more than four years, but she has never brought a word to her father and mother, and she really feels like she has nothing to do with this family at all.

Wicker wiped her tears sadly, my sister's heart is indeed too ruthless, my father and mother are sorry for her, but after all, she is my father. There are parents all over the world, this body and blood are all gifted by their parents, even if they are killed by their parents, they can't resent it, how can my sister hold a grudge like this.

is so depressed in the heart, the willow frowns lightly every day, and there is a faint sorrow. In the afternoon of this day, she practiced the piano, and she was unconsciously sad, thinking about the sound of playing the piano with some resentment, the wicker wore goose-yellow embroidery, covered with a pink smoke gauze skirt that dragged the floor, and inserted a pearl and ruby hairpin, this bright dress was very incommensurate with the sorrow in her piano sound. Luo Fuzi, who was cooking tea on the side, frowned and stopped, and Wicker stopped stroking the qin with trepidation.

Luo Fuzi asked her, "Mingyu, have you been thinking about anything lately?" ”

Wicker lowered his head and whispered, "No, let the master bother." ”

Luo Fuzi likes little girls to dress up brightly, lively and cheerful, and he likes wicker's innocence at the beginning. It turned out that the innocent and cute was someone who supported the ups and downs of the family for her before, so that she could just laugh carefree and happy.

Luo Fuzi knew that she had just returned from home, and she must have met her brother and sister-in-law at home again. Thinking of her three rotten relatives, Luo Fuzi shook his head and said, "You don't have to practice today, you go back to your room to rest." ”

Looking at the slender back of the little girl, Luo Fuzi's heart was complicated, Lu Xiyue also sent a letter to himself after taking up his post in Nanquan, although he only briefly said something about his own situation, but it also made Luo Fuzi feel quite pleased, and felt that his nephew was still polite to him.

Lu Xiyue asked a few words of wicker as usual in the letter, and asked Mrs. Luo to settle the wicker until she was married, so Luo Fuzi endured the black smoke and miasma of Pomegranate Lane and did not return the wicker.

Lu Xiyue said that she had met her biological mother. My sister is so heartless, leaving behind a pair of children, but now my son is relieved, although he can't serve in the name of parents and children, but he walks in front of him, and he can see it all the time, which is really very satisfying. Luo Fuzi saw that this was really not a taste, and felt that God was a little unfair, why did some people continue to plunder the care and love of the people around them like this, and they also demanded to be justified.

And his fate is ill-fated, not to mention his distant cousin, but I think that Yan Hou's cousin Yan Lan has nothing to pick in terms of background, appearance, and character, but he ended up dying in a foreign country, and his noble daughter with a poetic soul and moon soul stumbled to marry such a sick man in the end.

Luo Bicheng didn't feel that he was full of sorrow because of the wicker, so he listened to the maid's report: "Master, Second Aunt Zhang and Grandma Zhang see that you are here." ”

Luo Bicheng sneered, this second aunt and grandmother Zhang are not the former Zhang Siyun, the second girl of Zhang, who disliked the Lu family for having an accident and ruining the marriage contract. Now seeing that Lu Xiyue has gained fame and official position, and she has bought the famous Lingering Garden in her own hands, Dafang has changed her face and pasted it in the past, and she hopes that she will have the opportunity to say yes to Lu Xiyue, and don't care about the offense in the previous hurry. Brother Bao is still unmarried, and there are five girls in the big house who have just passed this year.

Luo Bicheng helped the amethyst lotus hairpin on his head, and said casually: "Take her directly to Qinwu." She was happy to let the second aunt and grandmother see the scenery of the Lingering Garden in the spring, and heard that more than sixty or seventy people from the four generations of the Fang family in the capital were crowded into one house, and everyone could smell a fart.

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Not to mention the scenery of the Lingering Garden, Bai Lin only rested in Songning Mansion for one day before setting off back to Nanquan. Feng Jinbao sent him, and he once asked alone: "Little Eleventh Master, I intend to open a shop in Nanquan, and I don't have to do anything." I want to ask the little eleven master to help introduce the introduction, if it works, I will come to Nanquan every other time. ”

Li Chun's life experience is pulled out, and the trouble faced by Liu Zhi is probably indispensable. "Miss Liu married alone, and I also gave her my maiden brother to marry, so there is always someone to help her."

Bai Lin suddenly saw him in Tongshuangfu that day with an indifferent attitude, and was very enthusiastic about the little girl Liu, thinking that he had an intention for the tender flower bones. It turned out that he liked another one.

It was never said or expressed. But it is always inadvertently revealed at a certain moment. Same as Lu Xiyue.

Looking at Miss Liu this way, it is also quite sad, all the people who are attracted to her are neurotics and paranoia, and none of them, including herself, are from normal families, and they are all lawless fanatics.

Miss Liu is the light that these moths would rather burn than resist.

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After Wicker gets up in the morning, he first learns calligraphy in the study with Luo Fuzi, takes a nap in the afternoon, and cooks tea and mixes the piano in the afternoon. Lingering garden flowers and trees, trees are cultivated, more than 100 years, less than thirty or forty years, it is spring, the peach floats Li Fei, a cinnabar thousand double petal peach blossoms in front of the flowing water pavilion are in full swing, shop Yin to boil tea, it is really the joy of the daughter of the boudoir house.

There was already a person in front of the water pavilion, and I saw that she had a charming face, long eyebrows and sideburns, red lips and white teeth, and a pair of bright eyes. This woman has a long figure, plump and thin, and her lush hair is piled up like dark clouds, with a big phoenix hairpin with a little emerald gold, and the tassels in the phoenix's mouth are all pearls. Wearing a big red peony flower gown, there is also a red gold Yingluo ring hanging around his neck, but the Yingluo in this circle is all mutton fat and white jade. The skirt below is rose purple, and the waist is tied with a long spike palace silk with a variety of flowers, purses, and jade pendants.

Such a heavy color piled up on the upper body does not feel vulgar, but feels that the whole person is glamorous. She sat on the autumn-colored mat, with all kinds of tea sets on the wind stove on the side, a clever little girl was kneeling and gently fanning the fire, and there were a few exquisite refreshments on the white porcelain plum blossom saucer on the small table in front of her. Seeing the wicker, the woman smiled gently: "Sister Mingyu." ”

In fact, the wicker with facial features alone is even better, how can it grow into a different upbringing, and the wicker momentum in front of this woman is inferior, and she agreed: "Sister Siyun." ”

This woman is Zhang Siyun, who has been married, the old lady of the Zhang family is not very good, she came back to see the old lady and wanted to see how she could find a position for her husband in her father's place. Luo Fuzi's reputation has become even more famous since the Liu family bought the Lingering Garden, and Zhang Siyun always comes to the Lingering Garden from time to time to enjoy it.

Her eyes inadvertently swept over the hibiscus peony jade pendant on the wicker's waist, "The spring is just right, I got a cake of excellent little dragon balls, sister might as well sit down and taste it together." Zhang Siyun invited, generous, as if she was the owner of the Lingering Garden.

The chatter between women is nothing more than jewelry and clothing, in-laws and children, Zhang Siyun has been married for four years, and only got a daughter in the third year, and already has two concubines. There are a lot of concubines and daughters of the Fang family, living in the capital, it is not easy, although she is rich in marriage, she holds on to the private house and refuses to subsidize, and it is inevitable that she will be disliked by her in-laws, so the days after marriage are not happy.