The barber nodded understandingly and began to devote himself to his work.
It took about two hours for this hairstyle to be completely finished. During this period, she didn't know how many times she washed her hair. She only felt that her scalp was almost being washed away. Coupled with the pungent potion,
She couldn't help but gag.
After everything was done, she almost couldn't stand it anymore, but when she saw this beautiful hairstyle, it also dissipated many of her unhappy moods during this period.
What was shown in the beautiful silver-framed mirror was her long and flowing hair, which was like splashing ink. The hairdresser specially gave her a big wave.
Because Murong Ya’s hair was dyed brown, but Liang Mingyue didn’t like dyeing her hair, so she decisively refused.
Judging from her reflection in the mirror, her slightly curly black hair paired with that lady's goose-yellow dress exudes elegance and elegance that is unmatched by anyone present.
In order to seize the time, Murong Yi had to rush to his grandfather's house at six o'clock in the evening. The drive there probably took more than an hour.
So when he saw that Liang Mingyue had finished it, he took her out of the hair salon and got into the car going to Murong's house.
She has always been curious about what kind of luxurious villa Murong's house will be.
To her surprise, Uncle Liu did not drive on the main road, but drove straight on the asphalt road for a period of time and then turned around and drove off on a side road.
Outside the car window, there were grasses one meter high, almost blocking her entire view. Thinking about it carefully, maybe this was to prevent her, an outsider, from revealing her address.
It was not convenient for her to blindfold her eyes directly, so she could only go around in circles, confusing the people sitting in the car, and then drove to her destination.
Murong Yi knew that Uncle Liu was a very vigilant person, so he reminded her, "Uncle Liu, Mingyue is not an outsider. You don't have to be like this."
"Young Master, this is my duty. Besides, it is my job to protect the Murong family, and I should act in accordance with the regulations!" Uncle Liu said lukewarmly.
Since others had pointed out that this was professional ethics, there was no need for him to continue talking. He raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist.
Liang Mingyue couldn't help but glance at it with her peripheral vision. What surprised her was that Murong Yi was always so low-key. Unlike other rich second generations, the watch on his wrist was not a priceless gold watch, but a gold watch from all stores.
There are cheap goods for sale there.
Just at this time, the car slowly drove into the uneven mountain road, and the wheels kept rubbing against the large and small stones on the ground. Before she could take back her peripheral vision, she was shaken from side to side by the car, and her body fell uncontrollably into Murong Yi's arms.
She screamed secretly, but her body was already tilting in the direction of Murong Yi.
Fortunately, Murong Yi had quick eyes and quick hands and caught her.
The car swung in an arc that was getting wider and wider, and she stretched out her hands in fear, tightly grasped the corner of his suit, and snuggled into his arms.
Murong Yijun did not show too much surprise on his face, but when he waited for the car to drive into a stable area, he lowered his head and asked her in a very gentlemanly manner: "Mingyue, are you okay?"
She was like a frightened kitten, closing her eyes tightly and still hiding in his arms, reluctant to let go.
The magnetic voice above her head made her open her eyes slightly. After feeling that the car was driving smoothly, she left his arms in panic.
She hurriedly arranged her somewhat messy hair, her eyes unable to concentrate and said: "No...it's okay, thank you!"
Murong Yi also smiled awkwardly, enjoying her helpless look at this moment, just like a cute kitten.
The atmosphere fell from embarrassment to silence again, except for the reed leaves that crackled against the car window, and the sound of Uncle Liu turning the steering wheel quickly in front.
After driving for about twenty minutes, the view outside the car window suddenly broadened. Looking at the woods and fields passing by, the only sight was green.
At six o'clock in the evening, when everyone gathered at the door to wait for the arrival of the future young lady, they appeared at the door of Murong's villa on time.
Holding her dizzy forehead, she got out of the car with Murong Yi's help, which made her butt hurt even after sitting in it.
A group of people gathered around, and the leader among them, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was over sixty years old, with gray hair on his temples and a wrinkled face, full of kindness and affability.
That must be the old Mr. Murong mentioned by Uncle Liu!
And standing behind Mr. Murong in a wheelchair was Murong Ya, whom she had seen last time.
She is still so beautiful, temperament and beauty coexist.
Under the leadership of Murong Yi, she came to Mr. Murong hand in hand, and Mr. Murong had a kind smile on his face from the moment she got off the car to the present.
"Grandpa, I brought her!" Murong Yi took her hand and came to Mr. Murong.
Mr. Murong has been looking at her from head to toe, but he is still quite satisfied with this future grandson-in-law.
"Okay, okay!" Mr. Murong smiled from ear to ear, then looked up at Murong Ya behind him and said, "Yi'er has finally grown up, and now I can give an explanation to your parents."
"Grandpa!" Murong Ya yelled, signaling him not to talk nonsense.
Murong Yi knelt down, held Old Murong's hands tightly, and said: "Grandpa, let me introduce you." He pointed to Liang Mingyue and said: "Her name is Liang Mingyue, and we are in the same company. I
I only found out that she is my colleague a few days ago."
"What a fate!" Mr. Murong couldn't help but sigh, and the memory of meeting his wife for the first time came back in his mind. "Your grandma and I were destined by God, but she left too early."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Mingyue found a trace of longing in his slightly narrowed eyes, but she didn't point it out. She just smiled and comforted: "Grandpa, grandma will always remember the beautiful memories between you."
In the words of this sensible child, Mr. Murong seemed to find a trace of warmth, just like when his wife was still alive, she had always encouraged him to live bravely.
"Okay, okay! Yi'er, she is a sensible granddaughter-in-law, you have to treat her well!" He covered Liang Mingyue's hands with both hands, with an unexplainable meaning in his eyes.
Murong Yi felt warm in his heart and gave him a promise, saying: "Grandpa, I will do it, don't worry."
He showed a satisfied smile again and told Murong Ya to invite them to sit down in the hall.
As she walked here, she thought that she would never have thought that the Murong family villa was actually located on a flat place halfway up the mountain.
It is surrounded by pear tree buds covered with branches, forming a surrounding pear orchard.
And this old castle with a slightly European style is located in it. Just after the cold spring, it is in response to the sentence "Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom."
Maybe now she can imagine why the Murong family has not been recorded, or even blank.
From the first moment she got out of the car, she knew that Mr. Murong was a man who had nothing to do with the world and was indifferent to fame and fortune, and this place was the "paradise" described by Tao Yuanming in his book.
It's just that this place is full of pear orchards.
The style and furnishings of the Murong family villa are actually very unique. It is not as luxurious as the homes of some dignitaries. On the contrary, this castle looks particularly simple and quiet.
The design of this castle may be a combination of ingenious ideas from the Ming, Qing and Yuan Dynasties, because the flower windows, tables and chairs, and the walls of the living room are hung with a variety of famous paintings and poems created by painters and poets of various dynasties.
Obviously, these are definitely treasures that Mr. Murong has collected for many years, so there is no doubt about their authenticity.
The carpet is a purely hand-made embroidery from the Tang Dynasty, and the embroidery is a gorgeous peony that is rare to see in a century.
Peonies symbolize wealth and happiness, and it seems that even this carpet has taken a lot of thought.
Mr. Murong was helped by Murong Ya to move from the wheelchair to the seat, and then asked the servant to brew the best Biluochun.
Mr. Murong was leaning on a nanmu crutch that looked like a dragon's head engraved on it, and said with a smile: "Yi'er, after dinner is finished later, let's accompany Miss Liang to our pear garden for a walk!"
"Okay, grandpa!" Murong Yi took a sip of the steaming Biluochun that he placed on the table.
He sighed: "Your grandma passed away early. When she was alive, her favorite thing was this garden full of snow-white pear blossoms."
It turns out that Mr. Murong planted so many pear blossoms and even built pear blossoms. It turned out that it was to commemorate his deceased wife. He really had a special liking for it.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little heavy due to him, Mr. Murong tried his best to suppress the tears in his eyes, blinked, and smiled slightly at Liang Mingyue again.
Murong Ya walked in from outside and told Mr. Murong that dinner was ready.
So, they moved to the dining room again.
As soon as I entered the door, a variety of delicacies were already placed on the huge rotating crystal table.
Murong Yi acted like a gentleman and pulled out a chair for Liang Mingyue and motioned for her to sit down.
Mr. Murong also entered the table with the help of the servant.
The servant very politely handed everyone a white scarf for wiping their mouths.
There were still only four people at the dinner table, Liang Mingyue, Murong Yi, Mr. Murong and Murong Ya.
During the meal, Mr. Murong always kept asking the servants to pick up food for Liang Mingyue. From this behavior, it seemed that he was still very satisfied with Liang Mingyue, his future granddaughter-in-law.
The two siblings next to them saw it, looked at each other and smiled, but did not speak. (To be continued)
