The man's facial features were deep and his pupils were as dark as night. He just stood there quietly. The shadows cast by a few crabapple leaves slanted over his face, which was half-covered and blurry. It was black with dark gold silk lines.
The robe has worn edges.
Minglan's upper body was about to turn back, but her legs were firmly frozen there. Finally, Fu Zi smiled bitterly and said, "My second cousin, how are you doing lately?"
Gu Tingye walked over slowly with his hands behind his back. His eyes were dark and unfathomable. He squinted at Minglan, not knowing what he was thinking. The air was so quiet and uncomfortable. Minglan lowered her head and felt the petals on her temples.
Trembling slightly.
After a while, Gu Tingye said briefly: "My father passed away a year ago."
Minglan reacted quickly and said smoothly: "Second cousin, I express my condolences to you."
Gu Tingye resisted the twitching of the corner of his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "The eldest lady of the Yu family... is she married well?"
Minglan suddenly raised her head, and saw that he had a kind expression and a slightly apologetic tone. Minglan was confused. Seeing Minglan's confused face, Gu Tingye raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I have always respected Mr. Yuge, but...that's the case..."
Things are not what I want."
Minglan vaguely understood that Gu Tingye might have waited for her here on purpose. The elder Yu Ge Mingzheng was right. When he was getting old, his two granddaughters were trapped in the Gu family. One married away to Yunnan, and the other was not here.
He died within half a year. Although it was due to Mr. Gu's greed, the 'culprit' in front of him might also be somewhat apologetic.
Minglan thought for a moment and then said: "Yunnan is a long way away, and I have only received three letters from Sister Yu in more than a year. She married well, her parents-in-law are kind, and her husband is kind. Although the folk customs in Yunnan are not yet developed, the weather is still good.
The water is high and the scenery is winding. Sister Yu is living a good life."
She also said in her letter to Yanran that Gu Tingye ran away from home and then Mr. Gu passed away. He hurriedly came back to mourn. As soon as the funeral was completed, his wife also went. The accident happened at a very fast pace.
After that, there was not much news about Gu Tingye in the capital.
Occasionally, there were rumors that he had "degenerated" and mingled with some low-ranking people in the world, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, becoming more and more indulgent, and seemed to have made some famous achievements; however, this kind of "achievement" was considered too high in the eyes of the officials and the powerful.
Not on the stage.
Hearing this, Gu Tingye seemed to be relieved, straightened up his tall and well-proportioned body slightly, and said warmly: "If she has any difficulties, please let me know; if Gu is not talented, I should do my best to help."
Minglan tried her best to hold back her stare and answered indiscriminately, but when she looked at Gu Tingye, her eyes were slightly surprised. Then she looked at the sun above, could it come from the west?
Gu Tingye behaved calmly and elegantly, seemingly not caring about Minglan's confused expression. He smiled and said, "Your name is Minglan. We are related to the Qi family." Minglan nodded vigorously. No matter what she was thinking, her expression was very sincere.
.
Gu Tingye said humbly: "In the past two reviews, I have offended a certain person. Please forgive me. Man... it's all because of Gu's misunderstanding."
Minglan couldn't help but look up at the sun again, what happened?! She had met Gu Tingye twice before, once when he came to ask questions, and once when he was watching a joke. In the end, Minglan ran away; Minglan clearly remembered
He had a sharp and ruthless air, every word he said was sneered, every word hurt, and within three sentences, Minglan wanted to slap him in the mouth.
But now... Minglan secretly glanced at his handsome profile. His thick black temples had a hint of wind and frost. Young Master Houmen's fair skin had been dyed hazel by the dust of the world, and there was a vicissitude between his brows, as if he had spent this year.
It was not comfortable; but looking at his relaxed expression, sincere words, and upright demeanor, he seemed to have suddenly become a "gentleman."
Gu Tingye was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice: "If you have any emergency, you can also tell me and I might be able to help."
A eunuch girl who was raised in a boudoir, had a father and brother, and a small family, what kind of trouble could she have? But I heard that he was wandering around in the world. Could it be that if Minglan's husband cheated on him in the future, please find someone to throw him in the sack and beat him up?! So
The Ningyuan Marquis Mansion is in a precarious situation now, but he still dares to pull this off. He is very good and has character! Minglan laughed a few times but did not answer.
Probably sensing Minglan's thoughts, Gu Tingye smiled slightly and said calmly: "That boy Liang Han is a honest man, but he is a bit arrogant. The family in Qi Mansion is full of troubles, but the princess protects his shortcomings, and Qi Heng is gentle and gentle."
Being kind, it’s good to have them protecting you.”
Minglan took a breath, widened her eyes, and stammered: "You——"
Gu Tingye walked up to Minglan, looked down at the girl, and said solemnly and calmly: "Younger family, it's better to listen to your old lady and don't make your own decisions."
After saying that, the man walked away, taking with him a clump of swaying crabapple branches and leaves. Ming Lanton stayed there for a long time, stroking the cold sweat on his forehead: Did he open a private detective agency in the world?
After such an encounter, Ming Lan could still calmly continue to attend the banquet. Mo Lan had to pretend to be a lady, sipping wine with his lips pursed, and chatting with the ladies on the left and right from time to time. Ru Lan and Wen Ying actually went to fight when no one was paying attention.
After drinking a pot of daughter's red, Wang's face was ashen as she watched her daughter, whose cheeks were flushed from drinking, get into the carriage. Mo Lan had a sarcastic look on her face: "Her explosive temper has been pretending for a long time, but it finally leaked. It's really true."
When the prodigal son returns."
Ming Lan rarely agreed with Mo Lan. As a court worker, she was a loyal skeptic of the theory of "the prodigal son turning back". For this reason, she was often criticized by the old judge for not being aware enough and lacking the enthusiasm of a party member to learn from past mistakes and avoid future consequences to treat illnesses and save lives. No wonder she was not rated highly.
advanced.
It wouldn't matter anyway, so Minglan simply let it go.
Minglan's life was very boring without the old lady by her side. In the past, she would scoop up the treasure in front of her grandmother after writing two words, and show off two petals and leaves in front of her mother. Now... Hey, could it be that the child has been pretending for a long time?
She really has no self-control? Does she need encouragement and supervision to continue learning?
In this way, when she had nothing to do, she would often go to Hai's house to coax her little nephew to play. She was a little big thing, and her tender, lotus-jointed little arms were tied into her sleeves with small red ropes, and she was waving with difficulty.
, Brother Quan has a good temper, loves to laugh, doesn't cry, and if teased a little, he will giggle non-stop with his toothless mouth exposed, and he can't even see his eyes when he laughs.
Mrs. Wang repeatedly recited Amitabha, and finally her grandson was not as paralyzed as her son. Her incense was not burned in vain. Haishi had a son and everything was going well. She was smiling and rosy all day long. After the confinement period, she tidied up a little, and her color was better than when she first got married.
She is still pretty.
"Why does he keep spitting bubbles?" Minglan popped the nth bubble on the baby's mouth with her jade-onion-like index finger.
Heidi laughed and said, "All children are like this. Sometimes they even vomit milk."
Minglan held the soft swaddling clothes and suddenly thought: "Has the eldest brother ever hugged Brother Quan?"
Haishi covered his mouth and chuckled: "After hugging him twice, he was like Zhang Fei holding a pen. When my wife saw it, she laughed a few words, and then he straightened his face and said, 'I hug my grandchildren but not my children.'"
The teachings of the saints.”
Minglan gently rocked the swaddling clothes and looked at the baby inside with its red mouth and soft face. She was fast asleep with her eyes closed. Minglan was so cute that she counted the baby's growth carefully.
Long eyelashes.
"Girl, give it to me. My brother is asleep, so don't tire yourself out." The rich and plump nanny at the side smiled. Minglan knew the endurance of her arm, so she handed the child over carefully.
The room was a bit stuffy as there was not much wind. Haishi lay on the soft rattan couch, stretched out his hand to pull Minglan over and sat beside him. He scooped up the Bai Wan palace fan and gently fanned it to Minglan, and said with a smile: "
We are so lucky to have three aunts, each of whom is more considerate and considerate than the last."
The bamboo curtain outside was gently opened, and Yang Hao came in with the fruits that had been soaked by the well water, and put them on the small table in front of the soft couch. Minglan saw that there were various kinds of bright fruits in the white porcelain dishes with iris pattern, and there were a few on them.
The silver stick, the watery fragrance, is very beautiful.
"Grandma, girl, let's give it a try." Yang Hao packed it up quickly and then left respectfully.
Minglan watched Yang Hao go out, then turned to look at Haishi, hesitating to speak: "She... won't go out?"
Haishi picked up a piece of apple, stuffed it into Minglan's mouth, and laughed at himself: "In a family like ours, it's not good if your eldest brother doesn't have anyone around him. If you don't have anyone, others will say that the daughter of the Hai family is jealous; a while ago, he said
Someone was at the banquet and wanted to give your eldest brother a concubine, but fortunately she was there and your eldest brother couldn't refuse to go out."
Minglan puffed up her cheeks and chewed, and said vaguely: "The people who are the most annoying to give away concubines! Why don't you give me anything else? Gold, silver, jewelry, houses, shops, anything that can't express the feelings of colleagues, why do you give away concubines by yourself? Really?
How boring! He must not be a good official!"
Haishi chuckled lightly, glared at Minglan, shook his head and said, "Don't talk nonsense." Seeing that the honey-colored dress on Minglan's body was wrinkled, Ruyi stretched out his hand to pick her up and smooth it out, while saying: "Sheep hair."
This girl is honest and knows the rules, so just stay."
Minglan swallowed the apple, glanced at the gentle-looking Heide, and thought to herself: The most important thing is probably that the sheep's hair is mediocre, and people are not very clever. They can't go to Changbai once a month, so there is basically no threat.
Sex; otherwise, why was Ratwhisker and Piggy the first thing she sent away after entering the house?
"Hey, sister-in-law, I want to ask you something." Haishi remembered something and took Minglan's little hand, "The sachet you made for Brother Quan last time was very good. What was in it? It smelled clean and fragrant.
, hang it on your body to avoid insects.”
Minglan recalled it, clasped her fingers and said: "Dried osmanthus, osmanthus oil, dried mugwort..." She couldn't recite it, but it was the herbal prescription prepared by He Hongwen. He wrote a list for her, which was not harmful to children.
Harmful, yet smells good.
Haishi didn't really want to know the secret recipe, so he said directly: "Make another one for my sister-in-law. Last time my cousin came to see it and liked it very much. My sister has time, so I'll make three or four."
Minglan straightened her neck and stared: "Three or four?! You think those are cabbage plants? You can harvest dozens of cabbage plants in one patch! I haven't made what the eldest sister wants yet. What's more, a small thing like a sachet?
It’s not difficult to do, but it’s not easy to do well.”
Haishi pretended to be angry, pointed his pointed index finger on Minglan's forehead, and scolded with a smile: "Bad girl, my sister-in-law never got good tea and delicious food, didn't I secretly leave a lot for you, have you ever heard of cannibalism? ! Since you have eaten from me, you have to fight me for help!"
Minglan stared for a long time and said in frustration: "Sister-in-law, you paid off your debt so quickly, even more ruthlessly than those who loaned us money."
Heide covered his mouth with his fan and chuckled, seeming very proud, and continued to make requests: "I want to go back to that flower last time. It was a little cricket crawling on the big cicada's back, and there was a small rock standing next to it. Very funny."
Minglan's eyes were strange: "You... all like it?"
Haishi nodded and said: "Yes, it's quite fresh, different from the usual ones, and the winnings are good."
"What kind of lottery?" Minglan was confused.
"You silly girl, you know what's interesting!" Haishi went to poke Minglan's head again.
Minglan suddenly realized that this was the case. She had thought that Director Li Da's potential audience ranged from ancient to modern times.
The author has something to say:
I recently watched "The Social Network" which was very popular at the Golden Globe Awards. I wonder if it's the author's fault. It's a documentary-themed inspirational entrepreneurial drama, but I found it to be corrupt. There is a roommate who is a sidekick and he is very handsome. , not to mention several leading actors.
The male protagonist, who is obviously just a middle-aged otaku, was actually played as domineering, calm and full of aura.
That second male lead, Eduardo, really made me pity him.
Sean, the third male lead, I just want to say, Justin, Britney asked you to go back and sing.
The two handsome twins who were 1.9 meters tall almost dazzled my eyes; even the twins' roommate, the dark-skinned Indian aristocrat (the actor is of mixed Western and Chinese descent), looked gentle and ruthless.
Okay, I was overthinking it. We are all good kids, so don’t imitate the author.