I remember that it was written in the book, "Mourning is greater than heart death!".

In the past, Meng Gu only made jokes, but now she really has some understanding.

The word prostitute was branded in the heart with iron, and it hurt to the heart.

"Gross!" A mouthful of blood vomited out, and Meng Gu fainted, and she seemed to have fallen into the brackish sea in her dream.

The previous memories crossed my heart one by one,

At the beginning, the man looked up with a slightly immature face and said this with a smile. "I was not a good student when I was young, and when I saw you, I wanted to say a few words to show my heart. But—after thinking about it for a long time, I can only say one thing—I like you!"

followed by the ten-mile red makeup that aroused the jealousy of the crowd in the flower building;

Then he gently joked during the washing ceremony, "I never thought that an immortal like a girl could be such an identity." God is unfair!";

Also, with a bit of naughty love words, "I don't dare to look at the stars again since I saw you that day!";

Also, with a bit of playful scoundrels, "That dream—you might as well compensate me,";

Also, "······".

Fang Leying's appearance of speaking passed through his heart little by little, or laughing or serious or—or stupid!

The previous memories were joyful, hesitant and sad-

The disbelief and joy on the day of marrying him, the touching and warmth of the early thrush, the determination and resoluteness of the pear blossom forest - the scenes are like streams converging into a big river in Menggu's heart, and tears fall from her eyes like the water that bursts the embankment in her dreams.

The picture changed to that day, when Fang Leying took a concubine, the rouge made her teeth ache, "Sister, open your eyes and take a look! This person, this sedan chair, except that because I am a concubine, I can't cover my head and ride the whole sedan chair, and the rest are worse than you?

The eyes were full of Fang Leying's shadow holding Rouge, the smile on Rouge's face turned into mockery, the expression on Fang Leying's face turned into disdain, Rouge stuffed his body into Fang Leying's arms, and his waist like a water snake seemed to be glued on Fang Leying's waist.

The scene was like a flood beast, chasing behind Menggu, and she had to run forward in a hurry, the road in front of her seemed to have no end, and her legs seemed to be filled with lead.

Mama's voice also came from the side: "You are very similar to me when I was young, and you are always confused by some sweet words, silly boy, what do you say you like!

It is impossible for such a pampered son to marry a lowly slave like you, even if he is really willing, can his family be willing?"

"Wake up, Meng'er!" the words seemed to turn into black tentacles wrapped around Menggu's body, dragging her backwards. Behind him were the hideous-looking Fang Leying and Rouge, and cold sweat accumulated layer after layer on Menggu's forehead.

Just when Menggu thought that she was going to be immersed in the darkness forever.

In a word, like a sharp sword and like light, pierced Menggu's nightmare.

"Meng'er, you go back first, I'll talk to you when I go back, okay?"

Stop the endless tears in your dreams. Meng Gu opened her eyes and saw a familiar curtain, which was Fang Leying and his wedding room.

Meng Gu got up from the bed, took a shawl and draped it over her body, and walked out of the room.

Mantou has been waiting at the door for a long time!

Meng Gu didn't pay attention to him, but walked straight to the gate of the courtyard step by step, the movement was stiff and like a dead man.

The steamed bun stopped in front of Meng Gu and knelt on the ground, "Young grandma, please, don't go!"

Meng Gu glanced at him, as if she had seen a stone, and walked around it and continued to walk towards the courtyard gate.

The steamed bun was stunned, struggled to stand up on his inflexible legs, limped to Aunt Meng, kowtowed heavily, and had tears in his eyes: "Young grandma, the slave begs you!"

"Why does he want to marry someone else!" Meng Gu kicked on the steamed bun, her voice full of anger and grievance. The steamed bun shrank for a moment, not daring to touch the place where he was kicked, so he had to kowtow heavily again before raising his face and saying with some fear: "But three wives and four concubines are normal." ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, the way the steamed bun is talking at the moment overlaps with the way Rouge is talking on the sedan chair,

"Three wives and four concubines are a common thing, why is it not allowed to come to my sister-"

"Why?" Meng Gu looked at the steamed bun and said viciously, this seemed to be said to the steamed bun but not to him, "Why should I share my lover with them equally-is it a joke for a lifetime and a couple-"

The more Menggu said that her body was getting shorter, and in the end, she covered her eyes with her hands, squatted down and cried, tears oozing from her fingers.

The phrase "one life and one couple" should be accompanied by crying, and it reached Menggu's ears, which was extremely ironic.

The first half of what she said, steamed bread can understand, but in the second half of the sentence, it becomes strange, and steamed bread is confused.

He squatted down and stretched out his hand to touch the top of the man's hair in front of him, trying to comfort the other party as if his mother was comforting him, but he withdrew his hand again because of the difference in identity.

Sighing, Mantou said, "Young grandma, go back—you're just sick, and it's hot outside, so don't hurt yourself." ”

"Tell me why—why—" When she said the latter sentence, Meng Gu fell to the ground as if she had lost her strength, her eyes were full of tears but with a hint of expectation, "Fang Lang said that day, when he comes back, he has something to tell me." Did he say anything?"

Mantou looked at the expectations in the eyes of the people in front of him, sighed again, and called a cold-eyed maid to help her up, and said comfortingly: "Young grandma have a good rest, and when you have rested, the young master will come over!"

When she heard this, Meng Gu's eyes rekindled a gleam, and she nodded her head a few times like a child, and looked at the steamed buns with a little kindness in her eyes.

Her crying voice sounded in Mantou's ears: "If he comes, he must - must - must - tell me." A staccato sobbing interrupted her words.

Who knows how much the years like jokes, and how deceitful the return date is.

Menggu's illness was quickly cured, and Mantou stayed outside the courtyard every day.

Fang Leying hasn't been here for a long time, and most of the people in Fang's mansion are snobbish lords, knowing that Meng Gu has fallen out of favor, they are becoming less and less concerned about Meng Gu's daily care.

Gradually, the maid next to Aunt Meng's walked and slipped away.

I don't know how many layers of fallen leaves on the trees in the yard have changed, and everything has changed a lot-

Only the steamed buns are still guarding themselves at the door-

On this day, Meng Gu waved casually and called the steamed bun from the door.

She said with a smile in her eyes: "Steamed buns! Look at this yard is very barren! Why don't you leave! Little steamed buns——"

"Young Grandma, I-I'm going to tell the young master, let the young master dismiss the lords of these forces! Change a few intimate ones to serve the young grandma!" Shi Shi had guilt and dissatisfaction on his face, and turned around and ran out as he spoke.

The smile on Meng Gu's face did not fade but became a little heavier, and her voice was indistinct but contained a little chilling temperature, "Steamed buns, don't lie to me! If Tong Fang Lang says it works, the maids in this house can be changed a few times in these days! But no—I already understood, you don't have to lie to me!"

"I called you here today, in fact, I wanted to ask if you could find me an errand - I can't afford to eat if I continue like this!" Meng Gu patted her stomach as she spoke, with a helpless and obedient look on her face.

"Okay! I'll think about it—" Mantou said, thinking twice in a good way, as if thinking of something, looking at Meng Gu's eyes with a little embarrassment.

Meng Gu understood the embarrassment in his eyes, and said softly: "Say it! If I live like this for a few more days, I may starve to death! I can't eat that swill-like meal! When I make some money, I can buy a pig and use it to feed myself! Maybe I can cut a few catties of meat and open the meat!"

Meng Gu laughed self-deprecatingly at the end.

The errand that Mantou is looking for is to help people with laundry, five cents a piece.

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Fang Leying heard the news of Menggu Huanyi in the rouge room.

Rouge looked at him with a smile: "Fang Lang! Menggu Huanyi, you can't support yourself with five cents a piece! The day before yesterday, Young Master Li was still talking in front of me! He said Fang Lang, you are a waste of dim sum, and you can't take care of your own women." The delicate prostitute of the past, the rough mother-in-law of today.

He also said that today's Menggu will be a slave in the future, so that the slave will come to you while she is still beautiful to set up some money and spend money! Hmph! The slave won't listen!"

"Ha! Did he really say that? Menggu, too, the woman didn't know how to settle down! As long as you serve your master well, you don't have to worry. Fang Leying said and touched the top of Rouge's head, the light of the yin owl flashing in his eyes.

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At this moment, it was winter, and Meng Gu was concentrating on washing clothes, and the cold water soaked her ten fingers red and swollen.

Because she had eaten a good meal, the tiredness in her body was immediately dispelled at the thought of going back to eat a good meal today.

Helping Rong Ma Huanyi at the entrance of the village to make a piece of clothes for five yuan, she washed ten clothes today and has fifty yuan!

If you go back today, you can have a good meal, Meng Gu couldn't stop smiling when she thought about it.

"Aunt Meng!" A familiar voice sounded from behind her, Fang Leying kicked the basin in front of her away, cold water splashed on the ground, and her clothes lay on the ground like a helpless dog, Meng Gu was in no mood to care where Fang Leying's anger came from, so she trotted over to pick up the clothes. Some of the soaked clothes were weak and weak from the water, and she didn't pick up the clothes for a while.

Meng Gu was also angry, "Fang Leying, what are you doing!" she said, her eyes were a little steamy, and the memories she thought she had forgotten came back to her heart again, causing waves in her heart that had already been unwavering.