Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 91

The deceased is like a husband who does not want to leave day or night.

Time slips away day by day, the flowers bloom and wither, and the birds in front of the hall come back and fly away.

It was a snowy day where the sky was white and the earth was white. The wind was blowing icicles and snow particles, and they hit people's faces in a rustle, causing pain and pain.

By the side of a frozen lake, a figure slowly circled around.

It was a girl of twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a light blue fur coat pinched to the waist, a short white rabbit fur cape, suede boots on her feet, a peach-like ruddy face, and white hair. Angry, flushed.

this girl,
With one deep foot and one shallow foot, she walked slowly in the heavy snow.

I don't know how long I walked, and finally came to a huge back door of Zhuangzi. Two women were sweeping the snow. When they saw her, they almost jumped up in shock, "My girl, why are you here alone? Guixiang and Juxiang Why didn't I pick you up?"

"The first snow fell well today. I want to go for a walk more. My husband finished school early, so I didn't wait for Guixiang and the others." The girl replied with a smile, rubbing her hands together and breathing on her mouth.

"You are a girl, you are weak, how can you be outside alone in such a cold day..." the old woman babbled, and shouted into the room, "Miss Guixiang, come out quickly, the girl is back—"

There was a sound of exclamation in the room, and Gui Xiang, who was wearing a green jacket, hurried out of the room. Seeing the girl's face flushed with cold, she quickly stuffed Tang Pozi into her hand, and pulled her into the room.

Ju Xiang hurried over to dust her off, and complained: "Girl, these past few years, you have been running back and forth secretly by yourself, which caused us to go out without telling us. If Mother Bai finds out, she will definitely scold us... ..."

Liu Qingluo said softly with a smile: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, is it okay to accept the punishment?"

"Oh, girl, you are here again, who dares to punish you..." Guixiang pursed her lips and smiled, looked her up and down, and said with a smile, "Don't tell me, when the girl was young, she was cute but chubby , now that I'm older, it's actually becoming more and more slender..."

"It's just that the face is still fat..." Liu Qingluo pouted to her, her face was like a pink peach in spring.

"Girl, change your shoes, it's covered in snow, you should catch a cold soon..." Ju Xiang came over with a pair of fluffy shoes.

"No, I have to go out later." Liu Qingluo said casually after taking a sip of hot tea.

In the past seven or eight years, although she came to Zhuangzi to rest at noon every day, she would go out alone for a while every few days.Guixiang and Juxiang also tacitly agreed not to ask casually.

Hearing that she was going to go out, Gui Xiang took her little box over thoughtfully, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Girl, maybe, after a few years, the servant will return to Beijing..."

"Well, I know." Liu Qingluo smiled, "Didn't I say it a long time ago, the two of you have already reached the age to marry, and your mansion should let you go back."

Eight years ago, when Liu Qingluo was five years old, Guixiang and Juxiang were already twelve or thirteen years old, and now they are both in their twenties, even though they are maids, it's time to be a servant.

After so many years of getting along with them, Liu Qingluo already had a deep relationship with them. Although she was reluctant to part with them, she didn't know that she couldn't force her, and she couldn't delay the lifelong affairs of the two girls.

"Could it be that you two are worried that there will be no creams when you go back?" Liu Qingluo smiled and slapped them.

It was Liu Qingluo's "skin care product" that she fiddled with when she was free.It has only been used by the mother and these two girls, who knows that they have gotten used to it over the years.

"That's not it..." Ju Xiang pouted and acted like a baby, "This servant is reluctant to part with the girl, girl, why don't you come back to Beijing with us?"

Liu Qingluo shook her head, "I can't go, well, I'll go out first, and we'll talk about it when I come back."

She put the snow cap of the cloak on her head, carried the small box, and went out in the heavy snow.

"Alas..." Looking at her back, Ju Xiang sighed.

Guixiang also sighed, "Our girl is really a good girl. In two years, she will be 15 years old."

"Yes, I don't know if our second master will marry a girl..."

"Why don't you want to, the girl is so good-looking and has a good temper..."

"If the second master doesn't like it, what can I do..." Ju Xiang held her cheeks with a sad expression on her face, "I'm used to serving girls. If the girl doesn't live in the house in the future, what can I do..."

The two girls sighed one after another.

Let the snowflakes flutter and fly...

……

Liu Qingluo came to Lin Jinyu's yard by the familiar way, and it was as quiet as before, and there were no servants to sweep the snow.

Every day when Liu Qingluo came, Wuye would send out people early, leaving no one behind.

"Brother Wuye, what are you doing?" Liu Qingluo asked Wuye, who was standing in front of a plum blossom, with steam in her mouth.

Wuye turned her head and saw the beautiful young girl standing in the wind and snow. She smiled with two dimples, as if seeing her appearance when she first saw her.

"In the first snow, I collected the snow from the plum blossoms and made tea for the second master." Wuye had grown from a round-faced boy to a strong young man, holding a jar and grinning.

Still so pretentious.

The snow water has accumulated for a long time, and it is not clean at all...

But it was always the same in previous years, Liu Qingluo had already seen the strangeness, and after saying hello, she walked straight into the house.

Anyway, she never drinks the kind of tea that is boiled with rainwater and snow water.

The room is covered with thick curtains, and earth dragons and charcoal basins are used in the room, which is as warm as spring.

"It's just the first snow, do you need to make the house so warm?" Liu Qingluo frowned and unbuttoned her cloak.

"You only care about treating illnesses, so you're not afraid of getting old quickly?" Lin Jinyu's calm voice was full of sarcasm.

"I'm 13 years younger than you. Do you know how many generation gaps this is? When you are 50 years old, I will be in my 30s. I am in my prime! I don't know who will age faster!" Liu Qingluo leaned on the soft couch. The handsome young man on the bed sneered.

Lin Jinyu put down the scroll, raised a handsome face, and smiled frivolously, "A woman in her 30s is still young?"

"Stop talking nonsense, take off your clothes!"

Liu Qingluo said somewhat rudely.

Lin Jinyu directly took off the robe on her body, and the upper body inside was not wearing anything...

A handsome man with a slender figure is a sight to behold.But if you look at the same painting for eight years in a row, no matter how beautiful it is, it will cause visual fatigue.

The current Liu Qingluo, when looking at a beautiful man, is no different from looking at a piece of pork. She unfolded the acupuncture bag with a blank expression, and warmed her hands before starting to get the needles.

Lin Jinyu felt a little itchy when the familiar cool fingers touched his back.

He squinted his eyes halfway, smelling the faint scent of medicine coming from her body, and suddenly said: "Why are you getting thinner? Over the years, the food here is like feeding dogs."

He clearly remembered that when she first came, she was a fat girl with a double chin, but now the person standing in front of her was so slender that she could easily grasp it.

(End of this chapter)