Marry A Younger Husband

Unconsciously, it is dusk.

Little Mo'er stands under the pear tree in the Qilin courtyard and looks at the snow falling on the ground. He thinks more and more about how happy he was when she was here. How could he be so wronged.

In her eyes, what is her heart for water?

At the beginning, he was obsessed with which mind, will concentrate on her body, her heart with another man, even if he is good to her, she is also invisible.

If he can control his heart, he would rather choose to love others, not sad, only happy, isn't it good?

Why did he bother to come?

Xiao Mo'er finds a dustpan from the hut in Pian garden, squats on the ground and picks up the snow-white pear flowers, one by one. Unconsciously, tears have blurred her face.

"Young master, how did you come here?"

"Sister Zhiqing." Little Mo'er turned back in a hurry and saw a strange face.

"I've met the young master because of Xu."

Little Mo'er stares at Yingxu: "are you from this courtyard? How come I haven't seen you before? "

"After the young master moved to Xizhou, Mrs. Feng ordered the maidservant to take care of the Qilin courtyard, so as not to make it a ruin."

"Are you alone?"

"And grandfather Hua, he is a gardener. The young master must not know him."

"Your voice is like my sister Zhiqing. I heard it wrong just now."

"Young master, good, why are you crying?" Because Xu said, he took out a simple handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to him. "If you don't dislike it, please wipe it with the handkerchief of the slave girl?"

Small Mo son took over Su PA to wipe tear mark, took nose to smell again: "how can be so fragrant?"

"I like the fragrance. After washing the handkerchief, I have to hang it on the lavender cage, but it's very cheap. I'm afraid the young master is not used to it."

"You don't understand. There's no distinction between high and low incense, such as ambergris and Fengsui. The reason why it's expensive is because it's rare. In terms of tranquilizing and refreshing effects, ordinary benzoins are much better than them. It's only for the sake of dignity that we rich people refuse to use them. For another example, because these pear flowers can be seen everywhere, ordinary people don't know their merits. They only like those rare flowers, such as Shiba and Xifu Begonia. However, they didn't know how difficult it was to raise the eighteen scholars and the Xifu begonias. Those people who are vulgar and elegant only love their rarity and try their best to cultivate them. They just turn a blind eye to the thick and long pear flowers in front of them. Because they are easy to raise, they feel cheap. People in the world are ridiculous. They never know how to cherish the things in front of them and pursue the things in the sky with great care. " All sorts of things in Xiao Mo'er's words were mixed with his own thoughts. The more he said, the more excited he was.

Yingxu was flattered. She never met a master who would reveal her inner world to a servant. She said, "although the young master is young, he has such an opinion on the truth of the world. I really admire him."

Small Mo son sees the dress on her body, still a cloth clothes servant girl, ask a way: "elder sister, how old are you?"

"I'm fourteen this year."

"Then you are one year older than me."

"Young master, I saw you picking up these pear flowers just now. What's the use of them?"

"I don't think these pear flowers are looked after. They blossom and fall. They are very pitiful. I want to put them away, choose a clean land and bury them."

Because of Xu's surprise, he had heard that little Mo'er was surly. He didn't expect to be so crazy. How could there be a fool like him in the world?

Because Xu said with a smile: "young master, which piece of land in the world is clean?"

Small Mo son thought for a while: "if so, we bury them in the water?"

"The water is not clean. You know where the water flows. If it flows to a dirty place, won't it destroy the original whiteness of the pear flower?"

Little Mo'er has no idea for a moment.

Yingxu said with a smile: "according to the slave, flowers bloom and fall, and there is a certain number. Young master, you don't have to worry too much. Now you bury them. How do you know that they don't want you to bury them? You just say that falling flowers is death. How do you know that they are not life? How much do we know about the world of flowers? All things in the world have spirituality. My maidservant is stupid and thinks that falling flowers also have spirituality. They will choose their own destination. Let's go to disturb them, but we don't respect them. "

Little Mo'er was awed: "elder sister, you're right. Why don't I have your state. I often hear people say that every kind of flower has a flower god, and the flower god will arrange where they go. It is not for us laymen to worry about it. ""I'm just a clumsy person. I'll just talk about it."

"You are not stupid. You are so learned when you talk about it. I don't know how many learned people you will be ashamed of!"

Said, but saw an old man to shout from afar: "wench, had a meal!"

Because Xu should be a, and to small Mo son said: "young master, your attendant?"

"I came alone."

"Oh, then can I take you back?"

"I don't want to go back."

"But what happened in the room?"

Little Mo'er shakes his head, returns Supa to Yinxu, turns around and walks away slowly. Yinxu stays for a while, and then catches up.

"Young master, where are you going alone? There is no one to follow you, but it's inconvenient!"

"I don't know where I'm going, but I don't want to go back."

"It's getting late. It's time for you to go back to dinner."

Small Mo son suddenly a joy: "elder sister, can I have dinner with you?"

Because of Xu Yizheng, he said with a smile: "young master, you are a noble man. How can you get used to our servants' food?"

"I'm no more than a pitiful man now." Small Mo son can't help but say, pull because of Xu to go.

Old man Hua is bringing food from the general dining room and putting it on the table. When he sees little Mo'er and Yinxu coming, he goes forward to say hello.

Little Mo'er waved: "no!" Sit at the table carelessly.

Old man Hua looks at Yingxu with a stunned expression.

Yinxu explained: "the young master said he would have dinner with us."

Old man Hua said quickly, "it's our good fortune that the young master is willing to have dinner with us. It's just a simple meal. We don't have to neglect the young master."

Xiao Mo'er said with a smile, "you're welcome. Let's eat together."

The food in the general dining room is divided into three grades, six grades and nine grades. Because of the low status of old man Hua and Yinxu, the food is the last grade, two vegetables, one meat and one bowl of soup, but it is also slightly better than the food of ordinary people outside.

Old man Hua likes to drink two mouthfuls. Now he asks Yinxu to take out the wine jar and pour a bowl of sorghum. Little Mo'er says, "sister Yinxu, pour some for me, too."

Because Xu hesitated and said: "young master, the wine is strong. I'm afraid you can't stand it."

"I can't stand it. I'm just about to get drunk!"

"Young master, I can't use it. I heard that the second lady won't let you drink."

"Once upon a time, now that I'm out in business, I can drink naturally. Oh, good sister, you should answer me. I'll drink a little, a little, OK Little Mo'er takes out her coquetry skills again, grabbing Yingxu's arm and swaying around like a scull