There were some simple furniture placed in the yard, and a group of servants were busy.
The steward rushed out and said: "The main room has been tidied up. Your Excellency and Madam can rest first. I'm afraid it will take some time for the other rooms."
Mu Yunhan walked in and saw that the main room was full of new furniture, and asked, "Is this moved from our home?"
The steward apologized and said, "No, Master Jiu ordered someone to send it here. He said it was taken from the warehouse."
Since there is new furniture in the warehouse, it means that it is not unavailable, but that it is deliberately harsh.
Of course, Mrs. Gu used to be the head of the family, so it was normal for this kind of thing to happen.
Mu Yunhan felt very sorry for Gu Fenglin, but he didn't want to mention the matter too much. He just said: "Is it just white paper posted on the wall?"
The steward replied: "It's definitely too late to paint. I've put up white paper for now as an emergency. I'll repaint and trim it after a while."
Mu Yunhan walked around and found that he was satisfied with the tidying up, so he let them go down and asked the maid to serve food.
The food she ate was cooked by the cook who brought her home, so she could eat it with confidence.
As expected, Gu Fenglin drank half a bowl of soup with her. When she saw that she was full, she asked someone to clear the table and make tea.
Mu Yunhan was not in the mood to drink tea, and walked back and forth in the room, looking around.
She wanted to know what kind of environment he grew up in.
There are only a few simple rooms in this courtyard. The main room is for guests, the left is the bedroom, the right is the study, and there is a small room on the left for the servants.
Besides, there is nothing.
She looked at the chair he had used and put her hand on it. The chair fell apart. She was surprised and at a loss.
Gu Fenglin was amused by her appearance: "You think too much, it's not that painful. At least the old lady is watching. These things are external things, I don't care."
Mu Yunhan said nothing.
The external things are true, but everyone has them, so they won’t give them to you. What’s hidden is the silent contempt and suppression of a child.
As well as the hints and stimulation of "you are no good, you are inferior to others, you are inferior to others".
A desk was turned upside down on the table. Gu Fenglin blocked it quietly and ordered: "Why are you still keeping it? Let's chop it up and use it as firewood."
The servants agreed and quickly carried him away.
Mu Yunhan could see clearly that the words "hate" and "death" were densely engraved on the bottom of the turned-over desk.
She couldn't imagine what that child had gone through back then.
What kind of pain and grievance must be poured out so helplessly under the desk.
However, it is really stupid to leave something like this that makes people wary.
She felt extremely distressed, but she didn't want Gu Fenglin to see it.
Gu Fenglin just pretended that she didn't see anything and pulled her around the yard happily.
"There used to be a fish tank here, with several goldfish and a little turtle in it.
The goldfish is for me to stretch my eyes when I get tired from studying, and the little turtle is what I insist on raising.
I gave it a name, Changshou. It is very spiritual and can recognize me.
There used to be two pots of orchids raised there. My mother gave them to me and told me to take good care of them. When they bloom, they will be given to her to celebrate her birthday."
But the turtle's head was cut off, the fish was fished out and trampled to death, and the orchid was scalded to death by boiling water...
Gu Fenglin suddenly realized that he could no longer find anything to say, so he looked at Mu Yunhan and said with a smile, "We are going to live here for a while. You can decorate it however you want. Whatever you do, I will like it very much."