Su Mo looked at a white crape myrtle flower. Almost all the flowers here were different shades of red, but that one was white.
Swaying in the autumn wind, the sun shines down, making it particularly beautiful.
She looked around again, and sure enough, there was really only one white tree in the area around the main room.
She recalled the crape myrtle trees she saw when she entered the yard. They seemed to be red in different shades, surrounded by a tree of other colors.
But I didn't pay attention at the time. I just glanced at it and couldn't remember some of it clearly. I'll take a closer look when I go out.
She wanted to take a look at the back of the main room, "Where does Miss Su want to go?"
The sound was dry and a bit dull. Although it was not harsh, it was definitely uncomfortable.
Su Mo turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing ocher silk and satin walking out of a flower tree. He had three strands of beard on his chin and a pair of slender, curved eyes. His gaze was sharp, but it flashed by. It seemed
It's like a dead tree that has no vitality and lives in chaos for the rest of its life.
Su Mo saluted him and said, "What is the name of this steward? How do you know that my surname is Su?"
Ali also stepped forward.
The steward cupped his hands and said, "Tell me not to be in charge, you two. It's no use. The lady's surname is Su. Didn't you tell old Yuan Tou yourself?"
Old Yuan Tou is the deaf gatekeeper.
Su Mo smiled and said suddenly: "I forgot. The old man was deaf, so I thought he couldn't hear me."
She remembered clearly that Ali introduced himself to his family at first and only said that he was going to visit here to take care of the affairs. He did not reveal that the lady's surname was Su.
Mo was in charge and invited Su Mo into the main room to drink tea.
Su Mo said as she walked: "Does Guanshi Mo take care of this garden all the time? I wonder which head of the Shen family will come here on weekdays."
Guanshi Mo's expression was always a little stiff, which made people think he was suffering from some illness. He tried hard to lift the muscles of his cheeks to make himself look more approachable, "To be honest with Miss Su, this house is empty."
It’s been a long time, and now almost all the family heads don’t come here anymore.”
Su Mo smiled and said: "We happen to live together with Mr. Ling at a post station hundreds of miles away. I have already asked someone to deliver a message to him."
Mo Guanshi looked at her with a half-smile, that smile made people feel a little uncomfortable, "Thank you, Miss Su, for your kindness, but I don't think the Third Young Master will come."
Then he waved his hand and asked someone to serve tea. Lao Yuan from before came in tremblingly with his waist bent and holding two cups of tea.
