"Brother Fang?"

After a while, someone shouted.

Fang Ruohong came back to his senses at this time, and when he looked at it again, the person on the stairs was gone. He hurriedly forgot to look at the door, and saw only a trace of his back that disappeared into the night.

"Brother Fang, why is he stunned?"

"Ah, nothing, as if seeing, seeing an old man." Fang Ruohong muttered, his expression stunned.

"The deceased?" The people on the side looked around in surprise, but there was no one else except for the customers who were eating.

"Heh, maybe I'm wrong." Fang Ruohong smiled, with a hint of bitterness in that smile.

How many years, is that her? That year was missed, so many years were missed. I thought I wouldn't see each other again, but that side face just now was obviously her!

It's been more than ten years, the childishness of her face has receded, from a girl to a young woman, she is still as beautiful as she remembers. The reddish face and the pear vortex on the cheeks were like those of memory.

He wanted to shout and ask her how she had been doing all these years? But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them. The nervousness in the eyes of the man next to her spoke for itself. How could a man who cared about her have a bad life?

After all these years, he didn't know anything about her. Now she is the prince Fujin, and he is just a four-rank petty official. There is already a world of difference between the two, but I am afraid that if he opened his mouth, she would not know him.

Mao Tongtong didn't know that he had just passed by an old man. After getting into the carriage, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and yawn, leaned on the eighth master's shoulder and closed her eyes, "Master, I'll take a nap." She muttered. It's been a long time since I've been shopping like this, and she's tired.

The days in Yangzhou were not long, but the eighth master accompanied Mao Tongtong to go everywhere he wanted, which made Mao Tongtong feel very satisfied. It seems that the missing piece of my heart has finally been filled.

Later, as she continued south, she was in a happier mood, enjoying the scenery she had never seen along the way.

By the time I was about to return to Beijing, summer had quietly arrived, and the weather was gradually getting hotter.

"Master, shall we go back to Chengde after returning to Beijing?" Mao Tongtong asked.

"I don't think I'll go." The eighth master said: "The fourth brother doesn't like to go to Chengde, so he will probably go to live in the Old Summer Palace again." ”

"Shall we go to the garden too?" Mao Tongtong asked.

"Well, that's what I'm going to do." The eighth master nodded.

"That's good, too. The fourth sister-in-law also said that she would invite us to go to the Old Summer Palace for a good visit! Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

"Really? When did you agree on that? "The eighth master was a little surprised.

Because the fourth master would take the queen and a few children every time he went to the Old Summer Palace, like the Forbidden City, he couldn't go in casually without being summoned.

"Not long ago! I told my fourth sister-in-law that I really wanted to visit the Old Summer Palace, and my sister-in-law also said that she was bored by herself, so she thought about setting a time to invite everyone to play together. Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

"Fighting again?" The eighth master laughed.

Since Mao Tongtong ordered a horse crane that can be played by multiple people, these blessings can be regarded as having fun. From time to time, we will gather together to play.

"In addition to playing horses, we can also play other games!" Mao Tongtong glanced at the eighth master and said, "Don't think we're so boring!" ”

"The fourth sister-in-law summoned me." The eighth master has no opinion.

He has been dragged by the fourth master to work as a laborer and refuses to let go, and he also hopes that Mao Tongtong will have more of his own activities, so that he will not be bored because he stays in the house every day.

By the time I actually returned to Beijing, I was already in ambush, and the weather was so hot that no one wanted to move. The sun was so white that even the trees were so hot that they didn't want to scream.

"It's too hot this summer." Mao Tongtong frowned while eating ice.

"It's quite abnormal." Qingmei said while fanning: "I don't think it's been so hot in the past few years." ”

"Hmm." Mao Tongtong nodded, thought for a while, and said, "We'll all go to the garden in a few days, I thought about it, let's bring all the people in the backyard over." This stay in the capital always feels like something is going to be hot. ”

"Huh?" Qingmei was stunned, "Bring them all?" ”

Although there are not many women in the backyard now, there are six, plus the maids and servants who are waiting by their side, they all have to be brought, but there are many people! The palace has also become an empty palace.

"Take them all." Mao Tongtong made up his mind. She didn't know what was wrong, and she always felt that something would happen if she left them in the capital. There was an inexplicable uneasiness in my heart. Whether her instincts were right or not, she decided to believe it.

Mao Tongtong was decided, and Qingmei, a slave and maid, didn't persuade much, so she asked people to notify the courtyards.

This is also the first time in all these years, which can be described as unprecedented.

Zhang and Liu were very happy to receive the news. It's rare to have a chance to go out of the house, although I went to the garden and stayed in the back house, but I thought it would be good to change the environment.

Yang and Wu reacted differently. The Yang family is quite happy, she has been in the mansion for so many years, and she has never stepped out of this mansion, and now she finally has a chance to leave the mansion, of course she is willing. Besides, she still has a faint expectation in her heart. If you can go to the garden this time, does it mean that you still have the opportunity to meet the eighth master?

Now for them, seeing the face of the eighth master has become a luxury. Pampering is already completely unwanted. But if you can take a look at it more, at least it can make her feel that she is the woman of the eighth master.

But the Wu family was reluctant to step out of the house.

She's used to staying in the house and not going out. For a year, she seldom even went to the garden of the house. She is like a dead heart, and she doesn't want to have the slightest thing to break the peace and habits of her current life.

"Can the slave not go?" She looked at the green onion who came to pass the word.

"A slave or a maid can't be a master." Qing Liang said: "Fujin is a kind heart, I think the weather is too hot this year, and I want to take everyone to escape the summer." ”

Wu's face showed hesitation, Qingliang said so, if she doesn't go again, isn't it a bad thing? After pursing her lips and thinking about it for a while, she didn't ask any more questions.

Tong Jia's side naturally doesn't make any sense. She has always been what Mao Tongtong tells her to do. When she needs her housekeeper, she comes out to help Mao Tongtong share, she needs her to go out, she honestly serves the eighth master's daily life, never steps on the thunder pool, and when she doesn't need it, she lives her life quietly.

And when Nian received the notice, he couldn't believe it for a long time.

She is considered to be a person who is rejected by the eighth master. Although she lived and ate the best in the house except for Mao Tongtong, she knew that in the heart of the eighth master, she was probably not as good as Tong Jia's. So she couldn't believe that such a good thing could happen to her.

"Did you hear me right?" She couldn't help but ask.

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