The magnolia flowers in the courtyard were in full bloom, and Shu Yao would sometimes be fascinated by the flowers. She always felt that the Lantern Festival and the Daxiangguo Temple seemed like a world away. She lowered her head and looked at a gold and silver fragrant ball in her hand.
This fragrant ball was given to her and her sister by Liliang's mother yesterday. She said that the old lady thought that the Flower Festival was coming, so she gave it to them so that they could take some fragrant flowers and herbs with them.
She answered it languidly, and when she was bored, she picked it up and opened it. Unexpectedly, there was a small note hidden inside. Her heart suddenly became nervous. She looked around quietly, but luckily there was no one there. Her face suddenly turned red.
Even my hands were shaking a little.
Carefully taking the note out, a line of tiny characters on it came into view: The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is high, the water is cold...
She repeated this sentence over and over again, and the sweetness in her heart rippled, spreading to her whole body bit by bit, her face burning up, and she hurriedly buried her face in her arms in panic.
The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, the water is cold, I miss the maple leaves, the chrysanthemums are blooming, the chrysanthemums are withered...
She held the note in her hand, lowered her head and looked at it carefully, tasted it again and again, then held the note to her heart and pressed it gently, as if this could fill her whole heart.
She became happy again, changed from the depression of these days, carefully hid the note, hung the fragrant ball on her waist, picked magnolia flowers to make magnolia cakes, magnolia cakes, and sent Mother Liu to Mrs. Yu
Send some away, hoping that Shen Junzhuo will be there.
The weather is getting warmer, the magnolias have faded, and the peach blossoms are blooming. Looking from a distance, they are bright red, just like the rays of sunshine on the horizon. The winter jasmine flowers outside the yard are yellow and orange, and their thin petals are crowded on the branches.
, scrambling to bloom.
On days like this, even if there is an occasional spring rain, it is still pleasant. Shuya's body feels better day by day, and she is no longer like she was at the beginning when she didn't dare to walk or sit. Counting the days, there will be more than a month.
It's time to give birth.
Although Shu Ya looked calm, sometimes she would suddenly call Chuntao and ask, does the midwife live nearby? How many midwives have you found? Are they all experienced? Are the silver scissors for cutting the umbilical cord ready? Only then did Shu Yao know.
It turns out that my sister is also anxious and scared. She somewhat regrets that she didn't learn anything about women's medicine from Mr. Sui. Now she sees her panicking, but she can't help her at all.
There was chaos in Magnolia Courtyard, and Shu Yao suddenly saw a little maid peeking her head at the door. When she saw her looking over, a smile immediately appeared on her face, she clapped her hands and ran over and said:
"The second lady is indeed here! I am Hongxing in the fourth lady's room. Does the second lady still remember?"
As he said this, he saluted both Shuya and her, with joy in his eyes.
This little maid Shu Yao remembered that she should be the most capable person around Yu Yao. The joy in a person can be contagious, and it is difficult for people to dislike such a little maid. Shu Ya looked at her with a smile and said:
"How is Yuyao?"
Hongxing stood calmly and calmly, and replied with a smile:
"Thanks to my eldest grandma, the fourth young lady has been doing well these days. The fourth young lady said that she has not seen the second young lady for a few days. She knows that the second young lady has to stay with her. She just thinks that the Flower Festival is coming soon, and she is full of it.
The girls from the capital are all going out for an outing by the Silver Moon River. I wonder if the second lady is interested? If you want to go, you can go out with her - after all, Yongzhou is so far away from the capital, so it is not easy to make the trip, but I must make it.
The second young lady will be leaving for her hometown in a few days. It would be a pity if she has not seen the grand scene of the capital on March 3rd..."
The data of this book is very low so far, there is no recommendation, and the collection and subscription are slow. Maybe I am not really good at writing, and the story I want to tell is not attractive enough.
My mentality was very depressed. I wrote for forty minutes every day during my lunch break. After get off work, I went home to cook, play with my baby, bathe my baby, and coax my baby to sleep. I couldn't continue writing until ten o'clock in the evening after my baby went to bed.
I sleep less than seven hours, rely on coffee to stay awake every day, I am dominated by bad data, my mood is good and bad, and there are two villains in my heart. One of them says that you must insist on telling the story well, no matter how many readers there are, even if it is written for yourself
Read and finish the story; the other said how wonderful it is to enjoy your life as a reader. There are so many good stories waiting for you to read, so why make yourself so embarrassed.
To be honest, I will also read readers’ experiences. Some readers are following the same book as me, and I have also found many other very good books. The plot settings of these books are really clever, and the character creation is also very successful. My data
They were convinced of their defeat.
It's just that I can't bear it, I can't bear to shelve the stories in my heart, and leave every person in my story who I think has flesh and blood and a story there.
This is actually a record of myself. Maybe many years later I will go back and read this book again and re-experience the psychological breakdown at this time.