Lao Yuan, his waist stooped, dragged his broom and picked up a dustpick, and wandered to sweep the floor, mumbling and cursing as he swept.
From time to time he raised his eyes to look at the people around him, his eyes cold and sharp.
Accidentally, he met Su Mo's eyes. He immediately pretended to be dim and confused again, lowered his head and concentrated on sweeping the floor.
He swept very carefully, sweeping out all the snack crumbs that had fallen into the cracks of the fine gravel path, leaving no trace behind. If there were bouquets of flowers that were deliberately broken off, he would feel particularly distressed to pick them up and carefully put them in front of his chest. Hanging in a cloth bag.
He was old, ugly, and unclean, so those people walked around him, not wanting to get close to him or talk to him.
Su Mo had been standing under a flower tree, watching all this with cold eyes.
Soon night fell, and Shen San had people prepare food.
"Since everyone is in the same place, why don't Miss Su and the others stay here too? After a few days of fun, we'll hit the road together."
Shen San took the initiative to invite.
He looked at Su Mo with a smile. She invited him here. Now that something happened, he invited her to stay, which could be regarded as "reciprocating the favor".
Su Mo made an indifferent expression, "Since Mr. Shen is staying with me, it's better to be respectful than to obey. Speaking of which, living here is more comfortable than living outside, and the scenery is beautiful."
The last sentence is not true.
A field of crape myrtle flowers is very beautiful, but such a forest of crape myrtle flowers that are taller than a person is really not that good.
At least since the death, many people have been shadowed and always feel weird.
Especially at night, even if the lanterns are lit in the corridor, the main room and the elegant hall are all brightly lit, it still makes people feel frightened.
Even more shocking.
Imagine a dead flower forest, filled with black shadows, just like an elegant tomb, swallowing up this living house.
Although Shen Jingjing was a little scared, she refused to admit it. Instead, she loudly lectured the maids, comforted Yue Feng'er aloof, and then showed off to Su Mo arrogantly.
Finally, Su Mo also stayed under her roof.
Su Mo was very calm and took Lan Ru to rest after saying a few words.
Late at night, at the end of the month or the beginning of the month, there is no moon, and the stars seem to be swallowed up by the flower forest, and the lanterns outside make a squeaking sound.
