green bamboo dream

The New Year in Xungui's House is naturally lively and luxurious, with a lot of people's voices, laughter, music and music all night, it is very lively. ┠26nbsp;┨When the lights faded out, the sky was already pale.

At this time, a small sedan chair with green mantle quietly left the Zhenbei General's Mansion.

There was just a snowfall last night, and because there were so few people, they had never been stepped on. The whole street was covered in white and thick, with only a few scattered footprints left.There are many firecrackers and red shredded paper left after the fireworks are set off, and piles of them are messed up by the wind. Some are stepped on by passers-by, and some are blown into the mud...

Stretching out a pair of well-articulated hands from the car curtain, they were as white and slender as polished jade.I saw it gently opened the curtain, revealing a stern face.

The handsome man looked deeply at the shredded red paper on the snow outside, and unconsciously tightened the car curtain with his fingers. He didn't know what he was thinking, but suddenly his pupils shrank, and he blurted out without waiting for his brain to react.

"Stop."

Following an order, a respectful response came from outside the sedan chair: "Yes, sir."

Then a tall and tall figure stepped out of the sedan chair. The man was wearing a royal blue robe with dark patterns, the neckline and cuffs were embroidered with simple yet luxurious moiré patterns, and his whole body was neat and tidy.

"The snow on the street hasn't been swept yet, so be careful to stain your boots." The leader of the bearers advised carefully, while sneaking up and down the road to look around.

"It doesn't matter." While speaking, the man had already walked to the side of the street, and hugged a small ball from behind a small piece of dirty haystack.

The bearer leaned forward and saw that it was a little girl who had fainted from the cold. The middle-aged bearer felt pity for him. The child was smart enough to dig a hole between the haystack and the wall for shelter. However, it was such a cold day. , Frozen all night, I don't know if I can keep my life...

"Master, this kid..." He asked hesitantly, already starting to recall the routes of several famous charitable halls in the capital.

The man looked down at the little girl in his arms. She was about seven or eight years old. She huddled unconsciously, her face was flushed from the cold, and there were several bruises and ulcers. She was dressed in a dirty, torn jacket Underneath, several pieces of coarse cloth of different shapes and materials were randomly wrapped, and tied tightly to the legs with cloth strips.

Perhaps sensing the warmth, the girl moved towards the heat source, her little hands covered in chilblains lightly covered the clean material, and muttered in her mouth.

"Go to Renshantang." After leaving this sentence, he carried the little girl into the sedan chair.

The small sedan chair with green mantle slowly disappeared at the corner of the street as it came...

"stop"

Feng Bao'er, who walked to the gate of the courtyard, tightly clutched the strap of the cloak, and stopped walking when he heard this, but stubbornly refused to turn around.

The courtyard is open and spacious, with thick beech wood bases on both sides, with various weapons such as swords, guns, halberds, axes, and hooks inserted.

Standing in the middle was a tall veteran. Even a simple thin cotton robe could not hide his burly figure, only the wind and frost on his temples and chin exposed his age.At this moment, he was gloomy, staring at his only granddaughter with unprecedented severity.

"I've told you so many times and you've ignored it. Could it be that someone really needs to lock you up?" Old General Feng scolded, "Hurry up and go back to your room."

Feng Bao'er stomped her feet fiercely, turned around abruptly, and shouted: "Why not, why are you doing this, grandfather, brother Haoran will be bullied by those old guys if he goes alone."

"Bastard, where have you learned the rules?" Old General Feng blew his beard and stared. He only said it a few times occasionally, so why did he learn it for his granddaughter.

Feng Bao'er saw a few little maids holding tea trays huddled in the corner, felt unable to get off the stage, snorted heavily, and rushed to the yard where she lived angrily.

Looking at the back of his granddaughter running so fast, Old General Feng sighed amusedly and helplessly. Feeling a little chilled, he turned around and prepared to go back to the house.

But seeing his old wife standing at the door full of worry and looking at him, his heart tightened, he quickly stepped forward, took her hand into the room, and said angrily: "Look at how cold your hands are, why don't you feel cold at all?" If you don't take care of your body, what are you going to do?"

Mrs. Jiang stuffed the hand stove in her hand, forced a smile and said, "You are still talking about me, how good am I? I will be cold after standing in the yard for a while... I still think that I was naked in winter when I was young. What about the shoulders?"

Seeing his embarrassed face, wanting to refute but not daring, his mouth wriggling and sneaking glances at himself, still exactly the same as when he was just married, Jiang had mixed feelings in her heart, handed him a cup of hot tea from the kang table, and asked, "Bao'er is still the same?" disobedient?"

"This little girl, there is no one to worry about. She has been wandering around all day, what should I do in the future." Her mouth was disgusted, but her eyes were full of love.

Jiang's face was soft and fair, and she could vaguely see the brilliance of her youth. She frowned delicately and said worryingly: "Bao'er's mother's wind-cold has become much heavier. The doctors I invited said that it might not be good."

Ever since the son passed away, the daughter-in-law seemed to have lost her mind, she had lost a bit of vitality. Thanks to Bao'er's coquettish and funny jokes, she survived all these years, but her body is getting worse day by day.

Old General Feng took a deep breath, "It's really not possible, let's see if we can invite a better doctor to come and see, and you also ask Bao'er to accompany her more, and don't hug your husband-in-law all day long."

This granddaughter is what Jiang loves the most. Hearing this, she couldn't help laughing and said: "That girl is also lucky, she happened to see the right person, and that child Haoran is also motivated and courteous, and she will finally have a bright future in the future."

"Who says no? Although I have a little face, I still retreated most of them after all. Besides, most of the scholars studying in the Imperial Academy are officials from the Imperial Academy, Zhan Shifu, Officials, and the Second Ministry of Rites. I have never been with those guys. Even friendship... Those old things are just superficial promises, and I still have to rely on that kid to show up in the future." General Feng was a little annoyed that his kindness was misunderstood by his precious granddaughter, "If you don't feel wronged, those old things will Admit you? But that girl wants to follow every day, it's all your fault for letting her go, she has no rules at all, she will cause trouble."

"Okay, okay, I made it up." Jiang shi pushed him to sit down with a good temper, and couldn't hide the smile on his face. At such an old age, he was still living like an old child, living more and more.

He picked up the steel knife on the kang table with one hand, and picked up a clean cotton cloth from the bench next to him with the other, and slowly wiped it with the special clear oil in the army, but the smile in his eyes disappeared bit by bit.

No matter how strong he looks, he is still old, the knife can hardly move anymore, and the wounds of swords, guns and sticks from fighting in his youth are beginning to appear, and every attack seems to have died once... What if Today he is gone, what will the female relatives of the mansion do?

He raised his eyes to look at his wife's gentle eyebrows and eyes, and said to himself: hurry up, hurry up, time is running out...

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The incumbent doctor of Ren Shan Tang looked at the weird combination in front of him a little helplessly... The well-dressed man was holding a dirty little beggar without any hesitation, and his messy hair was stuck to the side of the man's neck ...he felt uncomfortable just looking at it.

However, he also has some knowledge, so naturally he would not put on a disgusted look, so he immediately ordered his servants to go outside to grab a handful of snow and come back. He rolled up his sleeves and wiped the little beggar's hands and feet with snow, and ordered to get the best one. Plaster for frostbite.

The bearer was a little anxious, and if he delayed going to Mrs. Fan's house, it would be too late. He wanted to remind him, but he closed his mouth when he saw the eyes of the uncle who saw the girl's severely frostbited feet suddenly go cold. He should have said it now. does not work.

After finally applying the plaster and wrapping the child in a thick new coat, the group of people left Renshantang.

"Go home."

"Master, are you not going to Mr. Fan's house? How can I explain to Master when I go back?"

There was a glimmer of gloom in Ma Yingjie's eyes, and he kept walking: "The clothes are dirty."

It was almost noon when we returned to Zhenbei General's Mansion.

Although Old General Feng was very surprised by the child he picked up, he didn't say much.In contrast, Feng Bao'er couldn't be happier, she didn't like the way Brother Haoran looked at the little beggar, and she didn't like the way that ugly child occupied Brother Haoran's arms.

Rolling his eyes, he took Lu Haoran's hand and said with a smile: "Brother Haoran, let Luwu find her a room to sleep in. Your hands must be sore from holding her for so long."

Seeing Ma Ying-jeou nodding, he hurriedly called to his close maid: "Hurry up and find a quick room, spread out new bedding, and heat up the kang, if you can't do it quickly, find a few women to help you." Although she Being straightforward doesn't mean that you don't have any thought at all. Brother Haoran doesn't like being rude, so at least you should be gentle and courteous in front of him.

After settling down the little girl he picked up on the side of the road, Lu Haoran shook Feng Baoer's hand and went back to the room.

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Yu Zhu sat on the pit and dozed off lazily. She was lazy in the first place, so she should not take advantage of the drowsiness of early pregnancy. Eat snacks and drink hot tea on the kang, and rest on the fluffy and soft pillow behind your head when you are tired. It is very comfortable.

Hua Ruo and Qinsi, the two gentlest ones, were arranged by Ruan's mother to stay with Yuzhu all day long, and at the moment they are also sitting loosely on the embroidered pier doing work—mostly removing some soft old inner clothes, Prepare to make small clothes for babies in the future.

Suddenly there was some movement outside, Hua Ruo put down the needle and thread in his hand and went out, then came back after a while and said, "Madam, Miss Qiuwen made something for you... this time it's outside."

"Oh." Yu Zhu cheered up, touched the corner of her mouth to see if there were any crumbs, and adjusted her clothes a little before letting her in.

Smiling and ending Qiuwen's gift, Yuzhu pointed to Xiudun beside him: "It's cold weather, give me something, you have a heart."

Qiuwen looked up at Yu Zhu with some timidity, and quickly lowered her head, "I know that I am not qualified to make things for my wife, but I have nothing else to do... If my wife still sleeps, I will keep it." Reward people."

Yu Zhu looked at the bright red brocade in Hua Ruo's hand, and smiled slowly... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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