Chapter Eighty-Seven: Disputes
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The three of them got out of the carriage, and the old fish head was gone.
The people were busy packing their luggage, and Mama He proposed to Nie Xiaofan to go back to the Moon Pavilion first, and Nie Xiaofan said, "I'll take Sister Yue to get familiar with this place first." ”
Nie Xiaoyue was still thinking about the story told by the old fish head, and asked curiously, "Where is the old fish head driving?"
Mama He smiled: "He went in first, and the old fish head will always have something to do." There is no time to spare. Leave him alone. ”
Nie Xiaofan took Nie Xiaoyue's hand: "Let's go, Sister Fan will take you around the garden." ”
Nie Xiaoyue no longer bothered about the story of the old fish head, and happily followed Nie Xiaofan in.
Zhou Qiaoqiao saw that there was another vote of people behind him, and hurriedly said, "You guys are busy with themselves." Don't follow us. ”
Mama He hesitated, and Nie Xiaofan said again: "It's okay, you go and clean up the house." I cleaned up my previous banquet place, and I lived with Satsuki. ”
Mama He hesitated even more, why didn't the girl live in her own room?
"Even so, I live in my old study. Let's set up the study in my old room upstairs. ”
Mama He is a very well-behaved person, and immediately felt that these two children were a bit nonsense. At this time, Aunt Zhou, who had not spoken much, said: "That's it, I'll go and watch them clean up." Regardless of what Mama He meant, she waved her hand and took these girls to Mochizuki Pavilion. Mama He had no choice but to step down.
A few little girls are in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the manor.
From the outside, the courtyard looks no different from an ordinary house, with blue brick and tile walls. It is particularly refreshing and quiet. The first room to enter was occupied by the subordinates of the other courtyard. After entering, the layout inside is mainly based on ornamental rockery flowers and trees.
It was August, and the golden cinnamon in the courtyard was blooming. Nie Xiaofan inexplicably liked the taste. It's refreshing to smell it.
"Did you plant this when your aunt was there?" asked Nie Xiaoyue.
Nie Xiaofan nodded. Nie Xiaoyue asked again: "Does this courtyard have a name?" Nie Xiaofan thought about it, as if there was really none. Once the original owner wanted to name it, but the Jiang family refused. That's why it's still called Changping Villa.
A few people walked along the road, stopping from time to time to take a look at the scenery.
"It's a pity that most of them have passed the flowering period now. In spring, the peach blossoms are beautiful. As soon as the wind blows, all kinds of floral fragrances suddenly pour into your internal organs. That's called a soothing!" Zhou Qiaoqiao fell into memory.
"Sister Fan, is that the case?" asked Nie Xiaoyue pulling Nie Xiaofan's hand. Nie Xiaofan nodded: "There are plum blossoms in winter." They were all planted by my aunt and grandmother. Nie Xiaoyue was suspicious: "Why didn't we find that my aunt and grandmother love to plant flowers and trees when we went to Zhou's mansion?"
Nie Xiaofan thought about it, it seemed that this was really the case. The Fu'an Hall of the Zhou Mansion, not to mention the flowers, is difficult to see even a spiritual grass.
"Maybe my aunt is old and doesn't like it!" Nie Xiaofan replied.
A terrace was erected in the middle of the courtyard, in which a gazebo was built. It is excellent to enjoy the moon and drink tea here.
At the end of the corridor is the main courtyard, which is the only house where the owner lives in the other courtyard. The interior is very simple. There are two cross-courtyards in the east and west.
"It's very spacious for my aunt and other sisters to live here. Nie Xiaofan said.
Then the group walked west along the stone road for a while, and saw the eaves of the Moon Pavilion appear in view.
After walking a few more steps, I saw a fence surrounded by roses. Nie Xiaoyue rushed over happily.
"Wow... I like it here..."Nie Xiaoyue likes it when she sees flowers.
However, there were no other flowers in the yard except roses. Nie Xiaofan explained: "The flowers I planted before were all placed in the flower room. You see there are so many people in this courtyard, most of them take care of the flowers and plants. ”
Nie Xiaoyue listened and looked at the Moon Pavilion, there is a verandah in front of the attic, and you can sit and watch the clouds rise in your spare time. Very pleasant.
Back to the familiar place, Nie Xiaofan and Zhou Qiaoqiao both sighed a lot.
Nie Xiaofan clenched the sachet he had been carrying.
Xiaofan, we're back!
Zhou Qiaoqiao was motionless, her eyes turned around Nie Xiaofan a few times, and then looked at the original room upstairs. I can't help but ponder.
"I don't want to live in the same house anymore, why do you want to change it?" Zhou Qiaoqiao asked.
Nie Xiaofan was stunned, she deliberately brought up this question when there were many people, but she didn't expect Zhou Qiaoqiao to still ask.
After thinking for a long time, Nie Xiaofan said, "I'm just like you!"
Yes, like you, I don't want to live in the same house anymore. Isn't it normal?
Nie Xiaofan thought that this answer was clever enough, but Zhou Qiaoqiao's face immediately changed: "How can you be the same as me?" she roared.
Nie Xiaofan was so frightened that she took a few steps back, and suddenly the sound of "kicking and kicking" upstairs rescued her.
"Sister Fan, Sister Qiaoqiao. Come up, the scenery is good. Nie Xiaoyue greeted them upstairs.
Nie Xiaofan hurriedly said: "Some little things, why bother?"
With that, he slowly climbed the stairs.
There is a viewing room on the attic, with windows on three sides, and because the annex is on a high ground, the scenery of the entire annex is in full view.
Nie Xiaoyue looked very strange. Nie Xiaofan introduced her with a smile: "Out of our yard, look there, there is a bamboo forest." Your sister Qiaoqiao is practicing there on weekdays. ”
Zhou Qiaoqiao sat at the tea table with her fists clenched, looking very depressed.
Nie Xiaofan and Nie Xiaoyue easily did not dare to provoke. So hurry up and leave this topic aside.
There is a stream behind the bamboo forest, which flows down from Leshan. Because there is little rain this year, it is not realistic.
"Over there is the orchard, the fruit of the labor of the inhabitants of the hill. "After the orchard, it is the depths of Leshan, and few people come.
The two of them came to the west window again, where they could see the village on the Zhuangzi.
At dusk, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the villagers who work begin to go home one after another. You can still hear the joyful laughter of children playing. Smoke rises from room to house. The whole picture is immersed in the warm sun. It's inexplicably warm.
Nie Xiaoyue sighed with a rare sigh: "Their days are so quiet, quiet and happy." "Unlike the Nie family, they have to worry about their grandfather and grandmother all the time, and they will drive their mother away... Marry the sisters to a bad old man...
"Happy fart, have you ever lived a day without a maid to serve you? Do you know how hard it is to work for a day? Do you dare to say happiness?" Zhou Qiaoqiao didn't open his mouth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Nie Xiaoyue, who was immersed in his thoughts, was so angry that his eyes were sour.
The tears on that delicate little face were about to fall, and Nie Xiaofan said: "You haven't lived like that kind of life, how do you know that life is unhappy?
Although Nie Xiao is a mortal, maybe she does love money and enjoys. But she never dared to deny that there were people who saw the idyllic life as happiness. After all, everyone's pursuit is different, how can there be a reason to evaluate other people's lifestyles?
Zhou Qiaoqiao snorted and looked at Nie Xiaofan's thin little body.
He said, "Do you know how many taels of silver you take in a year? If you were born in such a family, you would have been a whimper a long time ago..."
(To be continued) (To be continued.) )