I walked past the poetry meeting in the back room with a towel and saw Myolie secretly eating candy.
Talking about stealing food is actually a little inappropriate. As the eldest maid in the family, she is also the de facto housekeeper. Myolie manages the money and accounts under her subordinates. Her own monthly salary is twelve taels. With these thirty or fifty taels of silver, she can buy off a servant.
In this era, coupled with the red envelope rewards of various festivals, if this kind of extra money were put outside, today's Xing'er would definitely be a little rich woman that others are competing for. She has a certain amount of capital to eat any good food she wants.
But no matter what, it looked like she was eating on the sly.
What I took out from the cabinet was not a very expensive candy. Ning Yi remembered that it seemed to be a piece of halva that I bought randomly when I went to the street not long ago. It tasted bad. After tasting it, Ning Yi lost much interest. Now Myolie
Just eating it. Holding the long candy bar, she looked around furtively, then put it in her mouth and bit off a piece, chewing hard, making a bouncing sound, making her look like
It was a squirrel. After eating one, he wiped his mouth carefully. Then he couldn't help but look at the bag in the cabinet, looked around, and took out one...
It seems that this is not the first time I have seen a similar situation. I have never paid much attention to it before, but now I find it interesting. The expression is too weird. Looking back now, as the maid next to Su Tan'er, Xing
Her character has a shrewd side, but she is not as spicy as Wang Xifeng. When she becomes a maid, she has to follow internal rules. In front of Chan'er and Juan'er, she is her elder sister. The main thing to manage things in the house is to be calm. Of course, in
In Ning Yi's eyes, she is just a girl, and she is not much different from Chan'er Juan'er, except that she is rarely seen eating snacks in front of others... Oh, I must have never seen her before, her attitude has always been...
Do all kinds of things that a maid has to do.
The last time I saw her sitting and eating snacks, I didn't think much about it. Then I realized that there seemed to be no one around that time. Seeing that she was having fun eating, Ning Yi walked away from the window and took a new towel to take a shower.
After returning to the room after taking a shower, Su Tan'er sat by the window and read a letter. It was a letter from home that Jiang Ning had recently delivered. Ning Yi sat at another desk and looked out the window in a daze. Because of the room, the two of them were in a daze.
The tables were not placed opposite each other, but in a row in front of the window. Ning Yi occasionally thought that they looked like his deskmates in elementary school, so he turned his head and looked at Su Tan'er, who was wearing plain white clothes.
She wears a skirt, her hair is tied up at the back of her head, and the untied hair flows to her shoulders. Her skin is fair, and her profile is beautiful and confident.
It would be great if I had a deskmate like this when I was in school...
Su Tan'er turned her head and looked at him: "Ms. sir, what's wrong?"
Oh, if that female deskmate still calls him "husband-in-law"...
This feels so good...
Ning Yi raised his hand at the junction of the two tables: "That side is yours, this side is mine, don't cross the line."
Su Tan'er blinked in confusion, and then whispered: "What?"
"It's nothing. In the school, everyone puts the tables together, and then they don't allow each other to cross the line. It's very interesting."
Su Tan'er thought about it and smiled: "The tables in Yushan Academy are obviously separate, and the girls' tables are not next to the boys' tables..."
Ning Yi rolled his eyes at her and pulled out the hairpin that fixed her hair. The long hair flowed down immediately. Su Tan'er glared and quickly started to tidy it up: "It's very hot when you put it down..." A hand went to Ning Yi.
I was trying to grab a hairpin here, but I couldn't get it several times, so I had to find a hairpin and tie it up. Ning Yi looked at her white neck exposed after her hair was raised up, like a swan.
"By the way, I just saw Xing'er eating sweets over there. Does Xing'er like to eat halva?"
"Ah? My husband, have you seen it?" Su Tan'er said with a smile while tying her hair.
"you know?"
"Well, that girl Xing'er is quite greedy."
"You can't tell it normally."
"Of course you can't tell, she is serious when there are people around." Su Tan'er smiled, "Mr., you don't know, she was abducted and sold by a trafficker when she was a child. The trafficker took a candy and kidnapped her.
"She was young at that time and couldn't remember her home. Later she tried to search and found the Yapo who bought the person from the trafficker, but the trafficker was nowhere to be found, so the clue was lost."
"Well……"
Ning Yi was speechless for a moment, but Su Tan'er tilted her head and continued speaking with interest.
"Not many people know that she is greedy. I only found out after getting along with her for a long time, and Chan'er Juan'er should also know. She was the first to follow me. In the early days, she still liked eating sweets. Later, someone said that she
She was kidnapped while eating sweets. She knew she was shy, so she ate them only when they were hiding..."
"Oh, I was kidnapped because of my greed..."
Ning Yi repeated it and couldn't help but laugh. Among the three maids, the one Ning Yi had the most contact with was only Chan'er. The real close relationship between them was actually in the six months after consummating their marriage with Su Tan'er, so for
Ning Yi still didn't know much about Xing'er and Juan'er's private affairs. At this time, the two gossiped for a while and then talked about the poetry meeting at the beginning of autumn tomorrow.
Xiaoyingzhou is actually the Three Pools Reflecting the Moon on the West Lake. It is a famous tourist destination both at this time and in later generations. Qian Xiwen’s post was sent to me, so I will definitely go there tomorrow. In addition, Xiaoyingzhou will be there tomorrow afternoon.
In Hangzhou, it was not just poets who went there. Since the prefect took the lead, not only literati but also officials and some well-connected merchants went there. Su Tan'er followed, so that she could also increase her presence in Hangzhou's business community.
"It's just... that Mr. Qian sent the invitation at this time, could it be because Mr. Chang Qishi was at that time?"
When Shi Changqi visited for the first time, Su Tan'er only thought that this was Ning Yi's friend, so she behaved politely and came out to say hello and serve refreshments. This was why Shi Changqi could not detect anything wrong with the couple.
, when discussing with others later, they didn’t believe that Ning Yi was the bride-in-law at all. Although Su Taner was not at home for the second time, she heard about it later. At this time, she thought of it and asked Ning Yi.
It's just a smile.
"There must be curiosity, but it's just a matter of saying hello and saying a few words. To be honest, you can't take it seriously. That guy Lao Qin didn't have any good intentions when he asked me to deliver the letter. He probably just wanted to beat me up.
Let me take a look. As for him...it’s not directed at you or me, but it’s inevitable to be resentful about some things.”
Su Tan'er knew what Ning Yi was referring to. She also knew that "that guy" in her husband's mouth was now the right prime minister. Thinking about it, she felt weird. She nodded and whispered: "Actually, Mr. Qin is right."
My husband, you are really kind, I know that."
"Well, so when I get back, I'm afraid I will go to Beijing." Ning Yi said lightly, not taking these things as a big deal, "Of course, I have to wait for you to handle the business in Hangzhou first. Then I will
I must take you with me when I go to Beijing. You can argue with me, but I will insist..."
When he said this, Su Tan'er looked at him and blinked a little heartily. She didn't know what to say for a while. Ning Yi looked out the window and shrugged: "Of course, you can also go to the capital to continue running your business.
I will also help you when necessary."
Su Tan'er lowered her head, and then shook her head: "My husband, if you had said this before coming to Hangzhou, we would not have come to Hangzhou, and it will be the same when we go to Beijing..." She thought for a moment, and then said, "But I won't come to Hangzhou anymore."
If you know how to run a business or something, let Wen Ding and Wen Fang do it. If an official’s family members appear in public and do this, it will affect your work... And if you become an official, my husband, you may not be in the capital."
Su Tan'er's desire to control the family is actually not as high as most people imagine. Now that her husband is respected enough to be an official, she can naturally give in. And since she has to give in, she also knows in her heart.
If Ning Yi really became an official, he would no longer be able to do business. At this time, he took the initiative to say it. However, Ning Yi shook his head and did not think the same as her.
"Don't be so exaggerated as you think, I'm not an official." He explained calmly, "After I go to Beijing, I may ask Mr. Qin to help me get a decent status. In fact, a scholar is enough, and I don't even need to be a scholar. I am prepared to do it at most
Being an aide, coming up with ideas, and generally doing some planning is different from when I was chatting in Jiangning. Once I do these things, I will do them seriously, but I am just a talker, gossiping, and holding the right prime minister's lap.
Slanderous words or something like that, haha..."
Ning Yi smiled: "As for trivial matters like going to a certain place to be a county magistrate or something like that, I have no intention of doing it. I don't want to get involved in that system, scheming, kneeling and worshiping. That's my original intention."
It doesn’t work out. I can only give my opinion at most, and let Lao Qin make his own judgment on whether to adopt it as a reference. Maybe it’s useless for me to talk on paper, so I still have to come back. As for you, it won’t be affected too much.”
"Ning Liheng..."
Su Tan'er lowered her head and said his name, and Ning Yi laughed: "Your voice has changed. I knew this passage would move you to tears. It doesn't matter if you cry. It will make me very happy."
I feel a sense of accomplishment. Look, I’ll give you a shoulder to lean on..."
After he said this, Su Tan'er couldn't help but laugh again, and stretched out her hand to hit him: "No one else can be an official, so if you want to be a staff member, you always have to take advantage of other people's power to gain a position in the end."
Origin. You can obviously be an official, but you always want to be a staff member..."
"I have concluded that among all the professions, only staff is the most leisurely. They have more money and less responsibility. When you have an idea, you go out and say something. If you don't have an idea, most people don't expect you much. And just talking is enough.
Yes, success or failure is determined by others. Those who always think about being an official are stupid. Being an official requires responsibility and a lot of pressure. You always drink coffee and have insomnia. You have a beard and have a bad temper. You can't pick up girls.
ah……"
Of course, if you really want to be a staff member, it's more than that. However, Ning Yi's unambitious talk and nonsense made Su Tan'er laugh. She didn't even pay attention to terms like coffee. Anyway, Ning Yi was always messy.
Not long after, Xing'er came over and asked the two of them to go out for dinner. It was sunset, and some birds flew over from the sky. Su Tan'er raised her head in the yard, and there was only a slender cloud in the sky. Under the setting sun,
The lower part was dyed red.
The sky is really sunny, she thought as she stroked her hair beside her ears.
The next afternoon, the family went out. Ning Yi, his wife, Chan'er, Juan'er, Xing'er, including Su Wending and Su Wenfang, went all the way to the edge of the West Lake and boarded their own boat. Together with many other boats, they headed towards Xiaoyingzhou.
Driving away...
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Since the Chinese New Year, many trivial matters, life and mood have been in chaos, and I haven't gone online much. However, it should be sorted out in the past few days.
Not long ago I couldn't find a book to read. When I looked back at my own "Hidden Killing", I suddenly felt very touched by a passage in it. It was a sentence written by Jia Ming after visiting Minamoto no Yoritoso in the ninth episode:
"Yellow and white lights, red and green neon, morning and dusk streets, warm and cold cities, hills, grasslands, deserts, ocean forests, heavy rain, sunshine and milky white fog, all kinds of people, a life." This sentence
The last sentence is this: "Looking back, you will find that the world seems to have imported various concepts and thoughts into your mind subtly."
That sentence suddenly struck me as very beautiful. I was probably watching Shinkai Makoto's cartoon before and after I wrote it. The reason why it touched me was because I suddenly thought that if I repeated it again, I might not be able to write such a sentence.
This has nothing to do with regression and progress. It’s just that people will continue to mature and change. What I wrote is also a different sentence pattern.
For a long time, my position has been to write a book for the sake of a book. When I was in high school and then graduated, I wrote a book called "The Realm of Demons", which allowed my thoughts to continue to expand. Later, the more I wrote, the bigger my ideas became, until I completely understood it.
I can't control it and don't even dare to write anymore. I think that after continuous practice, I can write such a book. But I recently calculated that I am twenty-seven years old, which is not too old. Even in my
Generally speaking, I think I am still full of vitality, but the idea of a son-in-law is already very big. If I write it for another four years, and then I write "Alienation" for another four years, I will already be thirty-five years old.
How will the story be modified? The Tathagata in my mind, the heaven in my mind, and the paranoia in my mind may be different from before.
Writing may become a more urgent thing for me, because they will remember me at every stage.
Just some recent moods, nothing to do with anything.
But having said that, when I think about thirty-five years old, I feel that I will become very old. Why can't people live to be three hundred and fifty years old...