Chapter 685 Junior Sister VS Xiu Niang, Rong Zhen VS Ouyang Rong [Two and a half days left for double monthly pass]
"Young master may not be able to come today. He has to stay with his aunt at home."
"Um."
"Why did Miss Xiu Niang buy so much pounded rice, winnow it, grind it, and roll it into noodles? You are so good, why are you making noodles and preparing them for the young master?"
In the morning, a luxury car drove back from the market. On the way, Pei Shisanniang looked curiously at Zhao Qingxiu, who was buying some different ingredients today.
Zhao Qingxiu nodded and shook his head.
[I am making noodles, but not for Tan Lang to eat. I am making them for Aunt Zhen and Sister Xie. This is called longevity noodles to celebrate birthdays]
Pei Shisanniang said calmly:
"Does Miss Xiu Niang know her name?"
Zhao Qingxiu hesitated and nodded.
Pei Shisanniang thought for a while and didn't speak any more.
The luxurious car came to the entrance of the quiet courtyard and parked.
Pei Shisanniang helped carry a few bags of pounded rice into the yard.
It rained last night and the ground was slippery today. Pei Shisanniang helped Zhao Qingxiu to do all these tiring and trivial tasks. She did not let her servants interfere and enter this hospital.
After placing all the things in the lobby of the courtyard, Zhao Qingxiu fumbled around, fetched a bowl of water, and handed it to Pei Shisanniang.
"Ahhh."
"You're welcome, Miss Xiu Niang, you don't need to thank me."
Pei Shisanniang looked at the pretty girl in front of her with a smile, waved her hands and said:
"Actually, Miss Xiu Niang, if you need any help, you can always talk to me and I will do my best to help you."
【good】
Pei Shisanniang found that her sleeves were gently pulled, and Zhao Qingxiu in front of her lowered her head and smiled.
Pei Sanniang also smiled, couldn't help but pet Zhao Qingxiu's head lovingly, and carefully messed up her hair.
Although this embroidered girl is blind, she quietly lives like an ordinary girl in life, insisting that she is a normal girl.
For example, every time before going out to buy things, she would sit in front of the dressing table and dress up in front of the invisible bronze mirror. However, of course, she also had to find someone to help her comb her hair and braid it. After the Fang sisters left, these things were done by Pei The Thirteenth Mother is here to do it.
Pei Shisanniang was also extremely happy.
In addition, the embroidery girl also insisted on cooking and washing and drying the clothes for the young master.
The days in this small courtyard are lived in a down-to-earth and positive manner.
If you don't look at her eyes covered by azure ribbons.
She is really just like a normal girl.
Pei Shisanniang is a woman and understands women's thoughts quite well. Miss Xiu Niang generally feels that even if she is so disabled, she can still give her sweetheart everything that a normal couple and family should have.
The body is disabled but the mind is strong, it is nothing more than this.
After seeing this clearly, Pei Shisanniang fell in love with Zhao Qingxiu even more.
It is true that she is a philistine and snobbish business woman, but she also knows that true love cannot be bought with a thousand dollars, and a careless person cannot be kept with a million dollars.
Therefore, even though Pei Shisanniang took good care of Xiu Niang at first, it was just to please the young master.
But after getting along with him for so long, she began to like this kind-hearted girl with a quiet temperament.
The two girls, who had just returned to the courtyard, drank tea and rested for a while in the lobby. Zhao Qingxiu was going to the kitchen to try making longevity noodles.
Pei Shisanniang held the tea cup in her hand, lowered her eyes in trance, and suddenly said:
"Miss Xiu Niang, Mrs. Zhen's birthday ceremony is not long away. If you move out of the courtyard and go to live with the young master in Huaiye Lane..."
She paused before speaking, glanced at no one around, and lowered her voice and said:
"If you need to give me any instructions on weekdays, you can also tell me. As long as I can do it, I will not be careless. Well, I also wish you and the young master will grow old together and have a son soon."
Pei Shisanniang smiled happily.
After Zhao Qingxiu heard this clearly, her originally puzzled face suddenly became flushed.
"Uh huh huh..."
She lowered her head and ran to the kitchen in a little haste.
In the lobby, Pei Shisanniang laughed.
"It's so pitiful. No wonder the young master loves her so much."
After speaking to herself, the beautiful woman put down her teacup, took out a small bell from her sleeve and left it on the table, then turned and walked towards the door.
"Miss Xiu Niang, the old rule is that if you have something to do, ring the bell and I will go out and do some business for a while."
Pei Sanniang left a message and left the quiet courtyard. Zhao Qingxiu was making longevity noodles in the kitchen.
Although she is blind and mute, her five senses are clear and she is very familiar with this kitchen. She even knows exactly where to lie down. She has studied it with Tanlang... Zhao Qingxiu, who was kneading the dough on the chopping board with her head down, had a slight smile on her face.
Yihong shook his head slightly, getting rid of this slightly dirty thought that was influenced by Tan Lang.
No matter what, she was very clever and fiddled with it for a quarter of an hour, and finally prepared a bowl of noodles.
Zhao Qingxiu stretched out a finger, resisting the burning, and put it into the pot.
He touched his fingers and took a sip of the soup.
Without eyes, one can only use the body sense of the skin to distinguish the heat and the cookedness of the soup. This is one of the many experiences Zhao Qingxiu has gained from cooking after becoming blind.
Zhao Qingxiu smiled slightly and wiped the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand.
Fetching a clean porcelain bowl, she made a bowl of longevity noodles and brought it out of the kitchen.
When she came to the lobby, she placed the longevity noodles on the table, blindfolded her eyes and looked around, seemingly looking around the quiet courtyard.
"Ding-ding-dong——"
"Long Ling——"
Zhao Qingxiu rang the bell left by Pei Shisanniang.
At the same time, a sudden breeze blew through the corridor, making the ice-white jade hairpin that Zhao Qingxiu often wore on her temples make a crisp sound.
The sound of bells and the collision of jade echoed in the empty courtyard.
For a time, the courtyard seemed increasingly lonely and empty, with a hint of ethereal aura.
Tanlang's clothes hanging on the clothesline in the courtyard were also blown by the wind, as if they were covered by the invisible wind.
Zhao Qingxiu tilted her head slightly and waited, listening attentively.
I heard the very familiar sound of a woman's footsteps in the distance.
"I'm here..."
She was outside at the gate of the courtyard, calling as she approached.
Just as Zhao Qingxiu was about to open her mouth and respond, she heard Pei Shisanniang's footsteps outside suddenly stop.
Immediately, there was a strange yet familiar conversation, all of which were women.
Pei Shisanniang's voice stuttered again:
"Thanks……"
"Don't thank me. Who is hiding it? Is it you or someone else?"
This voice was originally somewhat gentle, but the owner of the voice's words at the moment were a bit cold and lonely.
"I don't have one."
Pei Shisanniang outside the door seemed to speak subconsciously, but after noticing something, she immediately shut up and changed her words:
"That's not what I mean. Listen to me, there is actually a distant relative of my concubine living here temporarily..."
The gentle and cold female voice interrupted:
"Your distant relative likes to give gifts. He even gave them away with the words "never forget each other."
He seemed to chuckle and nod:
"Get out of the way."
She repeated again, as if she was sniffing, with a slightly choked nasal sound.
Pei Shisanniang's voice was a little panicked:
"Thank you, Miss. This relative of mine is unwell and it is not convenient to see people..."
At this moment, another clear voice belonging to the young lady sounded, unfamiliar and arrogant, but it seemed to be slightly dull through the cloth:
"Xie girl, don't listen to her. The ink I am sniffing is pointing to this courtyard and to distant relatives. This business woman loves to lie. I remember that she also designed to bully Xiaoxuan's family before. She is the most cunning.
Not one of them!"
The girl who calls herself Immortal Girl has a somewhat inflammatory voice and yells:
"Quick, quick, quick, go in and catch the traitor and see which foxy boy it is. Huh, that boy doesn't go home for dinner every day and comes home so late at night. I have seriously doubted him for a long time. I am still very good at predicting things. Hehe
The nemesis of bad men, the best at catching cheaters, no one else!"
"..."
The next second, I heard two voices coming from outside the door:
"Thank you for your understanding, Miss..."
Pei Shisanniang was halfway through speaking.
"Pah——!"
A crisp and clear slap echoed throughout the courtyard gate.
The whole world fell into silence.
With a creak, the courtyard door was pushed open.
In the lobby, Zhao Qingxiu turned around.
With the sky-blue ribbon covering her eyes, she couldn't see clearly at the door, and someone dressed in red appeared.
Red like fire.
And as cold as ice.
…
The courtyard entrance.
Ouyang Rong, who came in a hurry, heard Rong Zhen's words and stared at the quiet courtyard.
Rong Zhen pointed to the red slap mark on Pei Sananniang's face:
"So, do you think one is too few? Governor Ouyang is not crowded at all."
She smiled and said:
"This palace is too crowded."
Ouyang Rong suddenly came to his senses and licked his dry lips.
Pei Shisanniang was about to speak, but Rong Zhen glanced at her with a cold gaze.
Pei Shisanniang stepped back and mustered up the courage to speak quickly:
"Master, Miss Xie has already entered. I am useless and did not stop you. Rong Nv Shi came late to burn half a stick of incense. She did not enter, but she did not call for arrest..."
"Pah——!"
A crisp and clear slap suddenly sounded.
Pei Shisanniang's face was swollen with slap marks. She covered one side of her face with one hand and lowered her head deeply.
Ouyang Rong reacted and moved forward to block her.
Rongzhen lowered his eyes, wiped his hands carefully with a handkerchief, and said calmly:
"I am talking to Governor Ouyang, do you have the right to interrupt?"
Ouyang Rong frowned: "Tolerating female history is too much."
"Are you feeling distressed?"
Ouyang Rong shook his head.
Rong Zhen tilted his head:
"The one in the yard must be feeling distressed, right?"
Ouyang Rong did not answer, his expression was calm and he spoke at the same speed as usual:
"Rong Nvshi, please wait for me for a while to deal with some household matters and Xiu Niang's affairs, and I will give you an explanation."
Rong Zhen smiled:
"Who cares about your explanation? You should explain it to Your Majesty. I will arrest this woman first and then report it to the court."
Ouyang Rong suddenly turned around:
"Don't go!"
Rong Zhen's expression was stunned for a moment, and he slowly turned back:
"You yelled at me and ordered me?"
She didn't call herself me.
"Ouyang Lianghan, who gave you the courage and qualifications to yell at me and order me?"
Ouyang Rong's expression and voice are as firm as iron:
"It's not an order, it's a request!"
"Is this your attitude of asking for help? Do you really think that I am your subordinate? Ouyang Lianghan, I hope you will have such a tough expression when you see her in prison."
After saying that, Rong Zhen suddenly turned around and left.
But the next second, Ouyang Rong grabbed his arm, and Rong Zhen's petite and delicate body was pulled back to the upright position.
I saw her eyes were a little red, her chest was heaving violently, and the words coming out of her mouth were white, but she was sarcastic and indifferent:
"Let go of the dog's hand, grab it again, chop it into pieces, and then write a letter accusing you of molestation..."
"Ms. Shi!"
Ouyang Rong suddenly interrupted:
"I only have this matter, please... please be accommodating. I admit that this is selfish, but it will not delay official duties. I guarantee that if it is violated, I will let you... handle it!"
Rong Zhen heard that he was using the strongest tone and speaking the softest words.
After knowing him for so long, she had never heard such soft words from Ouyang Rong.
His sharp eyebrows and starry eyes looked at her intently.
Eyes full of determination.
Rong Zhen took a deep breath and turned her head to prevent him from looking into her eyes. She couldn't say a single word emotionally:
"roll."
Ouyang Rong shook his head and stood in front of her, moving like a mountain.
Rong Zhen turned around fiercely and stared at him:
"Let go of your dog paws."
Ouyang Rong still shook his head, but changed his hand.
He changed from grabbing her bare forearm to grabbing her forearm covered with cuff fabric, as if he was showing respect and avoiding suspicion.
The two of them pulled silently on the spot for a while.
Rong Vacuum raised one hand and put it behind his back, clenching his fist until his fingers turned white.
"good!"
She suddenly spoke, raised her chin, and smiled:
"Within three breaths, in addition to destroying my palace, give me three, two, one reasons for not reporting..."
When she spit out the last number, Ouyang Rong suddenly loudly said:
"I will definitely teach the old musician's music to the female historian!"
"I'm here to meet you."
“Including the essence!”
Rong Zhen sneered:
"Just you."
"Just me!"
Her tone was firm:
"I am stupid and don't know what to do."
"Keep teaching until you know how to teach."
"Okay, teach me for the rest of your life."
Ouyang Rong's cheeks puffed up, and he said with some ruthlessness:
"Never!"
One more sentence:
"I will definitely teach you that those who break their promises will be broken into pieces..."
Rong Zhen, who was originally smiling, suddenly interrupted:
"Why do I need to cut the body into pieces? If you go in, the Xie family daughter will tear you in half. I will collect the body for you, haha, hahaha."
She laughed dryly, her expression gradually became boring, she turned away and looked into the distance with dull eyes.
No words.
Ouyang Rong tried to let go of his hand, but found that Rong Zhen didn't move anymore.
Seeing that the most unstable factor has been temporarily stabilized, I breathed a sigh of relief.
There was no time to ask her how she found Xiu Niang, so he immediately turned around and rushed towards the yard.
At this time, Pei Shisanniang, who had been standing there and covering her face, saw from the corner of her eye the return of a head-hunting figure in blue.
Yan Liulang stood not far behind Rong Zhen and Pei Shisanniang, standing with his hands behind his back, not squinting, not saying a word, as if he was small and transparent.
Rong Zhen ignored him and stared blankly at the yard in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.
Pei Shisanniang couldn't help but look back at her colleague who was also working under the young master.
Yan Liulang couldn't take his eyes away, and he faintly puffed out his chest.
Pei Shisanniang's eyes were extremely sad...
From Rongzhen's side to the entrance of the quiet courtyard, there is only less than twenty meters.
It only took a few breaths, but it seemed to Ouyang Rong that a century had passed.
Approaching the yard, Ouyang Rong's originally hurried steps became slower and slower, slowing down.
The courtyard in front of him was extremely silent.
Like a dark, unknown abyss.
To say that I am afraid is not enough.
It can be said that it is not calm and indifferent.
Ouyang Rong was not a timid person.
On the contrary, when he encounters something really big, a surge of courage will surge in his chest.
In terms of career, be decisive and courageous in all matters big and small.
In terms of emotions, it is slightly different;
He would be a little timid when it comes to the jealousy of the female family members, and try his best to avoid conflicts between them.
But when you really encounter a big emotional event, at the critical moment, you will be brave, and there is nothing to be afraid of.
That is to say, when it comes to women, he is timid when it comes to small things but brave when it comes to big things.
Ouyang Rong adjusted his breathing and straightened his clothes. Finally, he quietly arrived in front of the courtyard gate.
The courtyard door is ajar.
He placed his palm on the brass ring on the wooden door for easy knocking.
Hold it slowly.
Ouyang Rong suddenly felt that most of a person's life is actually ordinary and stable, but there will be special nodes in the middle. You don't know when the interpersonal relationships in the entire life will be suddenly disrupted.
Chaos leads to earth-shaking changes. Some changes are good, some are bad, and most are unknown. The gears of fate will suddenly accelerate.
Just like he is today.
Mingming came here in a low-key and ordinary manner, just like every time he came here in the past, wearing the most comfortable blue Confucian shirt, preparing to go to the hospital and eat the food cooked by Xiu Niang.
But today, after opening the door in front of him, the changes were unknown.
At this moment, Ouyang Rong was very conscious of this, but it seemed... of no use.
Rumble——
Above his head, there were bursts of muffled thunder from the thick black clouds slowly approaching from the northern sky, as if there was a wild beast hiding in the clouds roaring angrily.
The rain that didn't stop last night was about to pour down again.
Unavoidable.
Ouyang Rong didn't look up, took a deep breath, pushed the door open and entered without hesitation.
He walked into the lobby.
What caught Ouyang Rong's eyes was a strange and strange scene, which made his originally tense face startled:
Beside the Eight Immortals table, there is a fiery red figure sitting upright.
He is the only figure in the lobby.
Xie Ling's ginger red dress was trailing to the floor, holding chopsticks in her hands, holding a noodle bowl, and eating noodles with her head down.
Zhao Qingxiu's figure in a white dress was nowhere to be seen in the lobby.
Ouyang Rong looked around and finally saw the figure of the embroiderer in the backyard.
She was... in front of the clothesline, trying to stand on tiptoe to collect his few men's clothes.
The whole courtyard is peaceful and peaceful.
Just like always...
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(PS: Good brothers, please double your monthly tickets, go, go, go!)