In Baiyungui's study, the door was kicked through, and the fragments of the door carved with simple ornaments were displayed horizontally.

The originally clean and tidy interior was in a mess, with the large sandalwood desk being pushed up to the window, and the green velvet curtains half-hanging; The snow-colored wall to the west was hit by an ink bottle, and the ink swam open and became a pattern on the wall, like a poppy blooming under the moon; The neat books in the bookshelves were thrown from the windows, some fell, some were stopped, and the wind turned the pages of the books with a soft noise.

The ten brocade mallets that displayed the hidden knives fell to the ground, and the precious sabers were horizontal and vertical.

The servant and the housekeeper stood at the door in horror, looking at Bai Yunzhan and going crazy, and no one dared to persuade him.

When they saw Murong Painting Lou coming, they all asked for help and looked at her.

Bai Yun's sideburns were messy, and he didn't know where he left his coat, so he only wore a thin white shirt on such a cold night. The shirt was dirty and stained with wine. He smashed everything, but tripped over his desk, and sat down on the ground, motionless for a while, but his mouth was full of words.

"Look at what was left downstairs by the fifth young master, pick them all up, don't miss my ...... here," Murong Hualou instructed the housekeeper.

If the housekeeper was amnestied, he quickly dismissed all the servants and went downstairs to look for something. The study was always the most important place for the Overseers, and it was cleaned by the personal lieutenant on weekdays, and the servants were not allowed to step further. was smashed like this by the fifth young master, and the housekeeper was worried that it would be affected tomorrow.

Now that Madame has taken the matter over, they can't ask for it.

Murong Painting Lou tried to pick him up from the ground. His body was weak, like mud, and he was full of strong wine. She couldn't use her strength, and she was almost carried down by him.

She vaguely guessed that Bai Yunzhan's drunkenness tonight was related to Bai Yungui's marriage to his aunt's wife. He is still inexperienced, has not suffered hardships, has empty convictions, and acts too radically. The elimination of social evils is like pulling out a tumor, bleeding and painful, and it cannot be changed overnight.

The custom of three wives and four concubines has existed for thousands of years, and it has only been ten years since the fall of the imperial system and the establishment of the Republic of China. How can ten years of time remove the dust of thousands of years?

"Still awake?" Murong Hualou slapped his face, "It's cold on the ground, I'll help you back to the room"

His drunken eyes widened slightly, and he glanced at her in confusion, then grinned and showed a clumsy smile: "It's you"

"It's me," she smiled lightly, like a hosta blooming under the moon in the hazy light, and her voice was soft, "Can you stand up?" If you can't stand, I'll call the maid to come and carry you......"

"I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving," he shouted abruptly, startling her.

He half-sat against the wall and held her hand tightly: "I won't go, and you are not allowed to go"

It's like a kid who is completely unconscious. Seeing him like this, Murong Hualou couldn't help but laugh and cry, "What makes you sad and drunk like this?" ”

She just whispered to herself, but he heard her, and immediately shouted, "What makes me sad?" Everything makes me sad and broken, cowardly, and bullied, but the officials only know the sound of dogs and horses, fighting for power and profit, such a family and country, such a government, I am sad that Baiyun returns to that kind of person, who has guns and soldiers, but only loves money and love. They are all sinners of the nation"

Returning to China with enthusiasm, the loss of ambition is difficult to pay, although Murong Hualou has not experienced it, he can feel the pain, and patted the back of his hand gently, "They are all sinners, let's go upstairs first, okay?" ”

"No," he stubbornly raised his head, his eyes were clear, and he looked at her face fixedly, "I'll tell you how beautiful you are." You are young, you live in a new society, why should you keep such a hopeless marriage and keep such a money-hungry and lustful man"

The maid took the decanting soup and stood awkwardly at the door.

Murong Hualou chuckled, still coaxing him: "You're right, let's go upstairs first, okay?" ”

It was cold on the ground, and the window glass was smashed by him, and the cool breeze poured in. He was hot because of drinking, but Murong Hualou felt very cold.

Bai Yunling was also woken up, and walked to the door of the study to see that Murong Painting Building was already here, and Bai Yunzhan was drunk and mouthful.

She told the maid to go down first, and the lady did not tell her not to go upstairs, and then stood outside the door, quietly watching. If the eldest brother suddenly comes back and sees it, he will misunderstand the sister-in-law. The fifth brother is such a character, which can always be misunderstood.

“…… You are so young, you are not the same as the times when you are twenty years old, you are not a doll at the mercy of the old society, you are not a victim of the family, you are a smart person, men are willing to die for you, why do you want to practice yourself, why don't you divorce him!" The more he spoke, the more excited he became, turning from criticism of his family and country to cowardly criticism of her, "If you are willing to say a word, why not if I take you away?" I've had enough of the shackles of the Bai family. We went to the United States to study, bought a manor, rode horses in the summer and stepped on the snow in the winter......"

Murong Hualou listened to these absurd and nonsensical words, and laughed and laughed.

And his eyes were ethereal, as if he had seen an American-style manor with lush spring flowers. The bamboo fence is covered with wisteria flowers, swaying in the wind; The manor is full of cattle and horses, and the grain is fragrant; In the middle of the tall trees, vines weave swings, women in white fluttering swings, slender ankles swaying in the air, and melodious laughter like brass bells swirling.

"Let's go, leave this ghost place, leave this land with broken mountains and rivers, leave this backward and decadent society, we will chase freedom and enjoy ......love," his voice suddenly fell low.

She smiled and said, "Okay, can you go if we go, I'll call a maid to help you?" ”

Freedom and love are extremely eager for young people like Bai Yunzhan who have received Western culture and were born in the old era.

Born in the old society, but receiving the knowledge of the new era, his ideas and pursuits far exceeded the progress of the times. This era could not satisfy his desires, shackled his ideals, and made him miserable.

Even when he was sober, Murong Hualou might not be able to tell him what he thought clearly, let alone that he was drunk? She didn't waste her tongue, she just followed his words.

He turned his head, hugged the leg of the desk, and choked up: "I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving, this is my home......"

Both love and hate, it is the feelings of a hot-blooded young man like him for the motherland.

"Sing to me, sing home on the range......," he pleaded, his eyes misty.

Murong Painting Lou is embarrassed, this song ...... She hadn't heard of it......

"Is it good to sing Chinese songs? I don't know English......" she teased him.

"No, no......" he screamed in a playful voice, but he was attracted by the long and soft voice behind him, and gradually quieted down.

Bai Yunling stepped lightly on the long cashmere carpet, landing silently, her long hair flowing with the wind at the window, and her singing voice was clear: "Give me a home here the buffalo roam."

here the deer and the antelope play

here seldom is heard a discouraging ord

And the skies are not cloudy all day

Home, home on the range,

here the deer and the antelope play

here seldom is heard a discouraging ord,

And the skies are not cloudy all day”

Give me a home, where cattle and sheep roam, horses roam, everyone speaks from the bottom of their hearts, and every day is picturesque; Home, a home in the mountains, surrounded by horses, cattle and sheep, everyone speaks from the bottom of their hearts, and every day is picturesque......

Murong Hualou listened to the place depicted in the song, and his heart was stunned. This is the life she wants, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, where the sunset melts gold, the cattle and sheep return in herds, and the scenery is gorgeous and picturesque.

Bai Yunling slightly wet the corners of his eyes.

Bai Yunzhan finally got tired, and the maid helped him back to his room, but it was a peaceful night.

The next day, I woke up early and dressed myself up before I pushed open the window lattice to let in fresh air. The winding glass is soaked in fog and water, like a soft ice silkworm yarn.

At ten o'clock, her mother and brother's train will enter the station.

When Murong Hualou was having breakfast, he instructed the servants not to disturb Bai Yunling and Bai Yunzhan, let them sleep more, and breakfast was hot; He also instructed the steward to repair the Overseer's study as soon as possible. After the arrangements were made, he took Adjutant Li out.

"You go and check if there is something wrong with the fifth young master's newspaper." Murong Hualou said to Li Zhenghong on the road, "Or his better friend, someone has an accident." ”

He vented his anger in his heart by getting drunk, and he hated Bai Yungui tightly, probably agreeing that his radical friend was in deep danger, so he was so dissatisfied with the bureaucracy.

Li Zhenghong said yes.

The train entered the station ten minutes late, and Murong Painting House was looking forward to it on the platform.

After a while, she heard a little girl call her crisply: "Miss Painting Building, Miss Painting Building......

Following the prestige, a little girl in green clothes waved at her. The woman in Chinese clothes and the half-grown boy stood aside, showing their nobility in their gestures.

"Mom, Bancen, is it the road?" Murong Hua stepped forward and grabbed Mrs. Murong's hand and laughed in a low voice.

Mrs. Murong wore an azure brocade cloud cross-placket blouse and a lake-colored Hunan bamboo cloth skirt, her face was plump and white, and her smile was soft; Thirteen-year-old Murong Bancen wore a royal blue camel hair robe, his face was like a full moon, and his demeanor was elegant and generous.

They only took a little maid named Ziluo and a foot husband on the road.

"Mom, Bancen has grown taller" In the car, Murong Painting Lou looked at Murong Bancen and smiled. In fact, after she was reborn, she only saw Mrs. Murong and Murong Bancen once. When they first met, she didn't believe that this woman, who looked less than thirty years old, could be her mother......

Mrs. Murong took her hand and smiled softly: "The last time I saw you, it was half a year ago, and he is the age of a tall man......"

Murong Bancen smiled shyly and did not answer.

Mrs. Murong whispered and chattered about the current situation of Murong Painting Building.

She also answered them one by one.

When I returned to the residence, it was almost eleven o'clock. The maid prepared a sumptuous lunch and washed the dust for the in-laws' wife.

The butler looked uneasy.

Murong Hualou had to leave his mother aside, and let the servants wait to rest first, and then eat later. Then I went to the west hall with the housekeeper.

"Madam, I just saw the fifth young master go out, carrying a big box in his hand, I asked him, and he became angry...... "The housekeeper said, "Madam, the fifth young master seems to be running away"

Murong Hualou's expression changed suddenly.