Miss Mu and the Canary

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Bai Yan and Mu Xing drove to Yuejiangli together.I haven't set foot in it for several months, but I saw it today, but it's still the old scene.

It was Wang Mengwei who brought Bai Yan out of Shuyu under the name of Wang Mengwei at first, so it is inevitable that he will have to work for Prince Wang to accompany Bai Yan to the hall for Mu Xing to deal with Shuyu's mother and mother to redeem her life.

It was about the same as Bai Yan's estimate, and the mother was polite for a long time, and finally threw out an asking price of 2 yuan.Bai Yan didn't want to waste time talking, but unexpectedly, the prince, who hadn't spoken all the way, suddenly showed his power at this time, and used his businessman's skills to argue with his mother and tell the truth, and he actually put the ransom money under pressure. To fifteen thousand.

Bai Yan was stunned.

Coming out of Yuejiang, Mu Xing had to take Bai Yan to apply for a household registration, so the three parted at the intersection.Wang Mengwei looked at Mu Xing, then at Bai Yan, and then sighed after a long while: "You guys... just take care of yourself, I don't have anything to say, if there is anything in the future, just open your mouth."

Mu Xing hugged him fiercely: "Don't worry, I won't be polite."

After giving her an annoyed look, Wang Mengwei nodded at Bai Yan as a greeting, and walked away.

According to the regulations, women who are listed in the hall have to go to the police station to apply for a license. If they want to reveal the license, they have to revoke the license and change the information in the household registration book.Because Uncle Mu had greeted the police station earlier, when he arrived at the Personnel Department, Bai Yan quickly revoked his license and got his household registration again.

Walking out of the police station, Bai Yan suddenly stopped, looking at the ordinary resident card in her hand, she took a deep breath.

Mu Xing thought she was about to sigh, so he waited aside, but Bai Yan put the certificate in her bag, and then turned her face: "Let's go."

Mu Xing raised his eyebrows: "I thought you would want to sigh a few words."

Bai Yan smiled: "There is nothing to sigh, what has been expected, why is it so ritualistic?"

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, grandma asked me to invite you to sit at home." The two walked side by side on the road, Mu Xing said.

Bai Yan was a little surprised: "I thought...would it be too abrupt? What did your aunt say?"

It was only a few days later, even if Madam Mu and the others acquiesced in their relationship, thinking about it, they should take it easy and give the uncles and aunts some time to adapt.

Mu Xing shrugged: "Grandma said this in front of everyone at breakfast. My mother didn't say anything, but my uncle said that we should really invite you to the festival."

Bai Yan didn't speak, and was silent for a long time before she stopped abruptly, and whispered as if waking up from a dream: "Then I should give some gift for meeting? Normally, it's a gift for this kind of situation, right? What kind of gift is suitable? Grandma likes it." what..."

Seeing her anxious, Mu Xing couldn't help laughing: "No need, we are all a family, so there is no need to talk about it."

Bai Yan didn't agree, so she dragged Mu Xing and went overseas: "No, no, it's very disrespectful to come to your house the first two times, and today is a holiday, so it should be more formal."

The two of them wandered around several foreign firms for a long time. Finally, under Mu Xing's suggestion, Bai Yan chose a few pairs of brooches for her grandma and two aunts, and two pens for her two uncles respectively.

At 05:30 in the evening, Mu Yuan's car stopped at the downstairs of Bai Yan's house on time, and Bai Yan got into the car, only to realize that there were familiar faces in the car.

"Hello, Miss Bai." After closing the car door for her, Fuguang sat on the passenger seat, and said to the driver beside him with a smile, "Uncle Song, let's go, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and my mother is still waiting for me to go home." .”

Mu Xing heard it, and snorted in the back seat: "I've been home and rested for more than half a month, haven't I had enough rest yet?"

Fu Guang said with a smile: "Oh, my lady, I still want to serve you, but I'm afraid that I will become that big electric lamp imported from the West, and you will hate me!"

The two of them talked nonsense with each other, laughing endlessly, as if they wanted to make up for what they had missed in half a month.

Listening to the noise beside her ears, Bai Yan not only did not feel annoyed, but also became more relaxed. The original uneasiness in her heart gradually dissipated, replaced by endless peace and joy.

When she arrived at Mu Yuan, because she had said beforehand that it was not a formal visit, Bai Yan did not offer the tea ceremony, and Mu's parents treated her as usual.The whole family chatted and ate naturally, without unfamiliar politeness, nor deliberately making things difficult.

Since then, everything has returned to how it used to be.Mu Xing still runs between the medical center and the pharmacy, Bai Yan is still working in the bookstore, and the two get together at Xiaojia when they have free time. The only difference is their mentality: no more anxiety and fear, no need to worry about gains and losses, and say good night to each other every night At that time, they all knew that there was still the Ming Dynasty.

On October 1931, 10, Zhang Haipeng, the guard envoy of Taonan, Heilongjiang, defected to the enemy.

On November 1931, 11, the Japanese army captured Qiqihar.

On January 1932, 1, the Japanese army invaded Shanghai.

On February 1932, 2, the Japanese army occupied Harbin, and all the three eastern provinces fell.

Although the flames of war did not spread to Wenjiang, panic and anger permeated the hearts of every patriotic people through newspapers.During the past six months, several protests organized by students broke out, and the government tried every means to suppress them. For a while, the streets and alleys were panicked.

At that time, Mu Xing and Bai Yan had just finished their trip to Nanjing to pay New Year's greetings to Minister Cai. The two planned to go to Beijing for a visit, visit Union Medical College by the way, and go home with their second brother to celebrate the New Year.However, after the tragedy in Shanghai at the end of January, the rumors of the Japanese invasion of Beijing were rampant, and they had repeated worries, so the two still did not go north, but could only return home.

As the New Year approaches, although the gunpowder has not cleared, the streets and alleys are gradually hung with red lanterns, and the New Year's Market is also born in response to the time, with red sheds set up and spread on the streets in a series.All the shopkeepers in the shed were smiling, their faces were so red that the red shed reflected blood.Xixue jumped into the shed rustlingly, red and white matched each other, but it was also gratifying.The doll who doesn't understand the world is playing around in the snow, throwing some cannons, and rolling into the feet of passers-by for a while, making people jump. Looking at the child's immature smiling face, they can't say anything serious.

Song Youcheng's bookstore was on holiday early, and there were still a few days before the New Year's Eve, so Mu Xing couldn't wait to invite Bai Yan to live in Mu Yuan, helping the two wives buy new year's goods, and arrange gifts for relatives and servants. Chinese New Year money.After all the affairs were cleared up, on the 29th, the family returned to the old house of Tonghua as usual.

In the early morning of the next day, as soon as the family sat down in the lobby of the old house, Bai Yan first served fragrant tea to grandma, followed by uncles, aunts, and parents. In the end, he took the tea in his hand.

With red face and red eyes, Bai Yan said to everyone: "Grandma, uncles and aunts... Dad, mother, eldest brother, second brother. You are Axuan's relatives, and from now on, you will also be my relatives. I will be filial to you together with Axuan. , will not betray your trust."

After finishing speaking, she glanced at Mu Xing, and they knelt down and kowtowed together.

"Get up, get up." The old lady helped the two of them up with a smile, took Bai Yan's hand and patted, "Good boy, from now on, we, Axuan, will be entrusted to you, you two But be good. The old saying often says that marriage is pre-determined, "If you are destined for thousands of miles, you will be like each other, but if you are not opposite, you will not be married." Now fate makes you know each other and meet each other. In the future, you will only see how you treat yourself."

Bai Yan nodded naturally, then turned to Mrs. Mu and said, "Dad, Mom."

Waving her hands, Mrs. Mu wiped her tears and said, "You and I...Dad, we don't have anything to say. We can rest assured that you will be fine in the future."

Mu Yiqian also said: "Ah Xuan has always had a quick temper. Shu Wan, you have a calm temper. You have to take care of her in the future. If she bullies you, or you can't control it, come and tell us. You must teach her a lesson."

Before Bai Yan could agree, Mu Xing had already snorted: "Dad! How could I be willing to bully Shu Wan with what you said! Pain her..."

Hearing this, Bai Yan hurriedly teased Mu Xing, blushing and agreed: "Dad, I understand."

After serving tea, the family packed up and prepared to go to the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors. The old lady suddenly called Mu Xing and handed her a key: "This is the key of Lingxue's dowry box, and I will give it to you now."

Of course Mu Xing knew that his aunt had a dowry box, which was made for her by his grandfather when he was still alive, just to hold some of the most precious treasures for his aunt.Thinking of what he had heard about his aunt before, Mu Xing couldn't help but frowned: "The dowry box? Grandma, why did you keep this key?"

Grandma shook her head: "It was given to me when Lixue was leaving quickly. That box is in her room, and I have never opened it for so many years. I think she would rather let Lixue You open it..."

There was still a while before going up the mountain to worship the ancestors, Mu Xing took the key, and quietly led Bai Yan to open his aunt's room.

The room is very clean because someone cleans it regularly, the brush holder on the painting table, the square inkstone, the rice paper lake brush; the long-necked lotus in the vase, the rouge box on the dressing table; the half-old green tent on the shelf bed... everything remains the same Even the bitter fragrance of lotus that my aunt likes most is faintly smelled in the air.

Entering the room, Mu Xing did not go straight to the box under the dressing table, but walked around the room, and Bai Yan followed her.After a while, Mu Xing laughed softly and said, "I always feel that my aunt will rush in from the yard soon, scolding me for being mischievous and playing with her paintings again."

Bai Yan looked around: "I vaguely remember that there was an oil painting in Mrs. Xue's art exhibition that year, which seemed to be a Western-style boudoir. I was fascinated by it for a long time. Looking at it now, it is still such a room that is more suitable for Mrs. "

"My aunt is like this, both Chinese style and Western style." Finally walking to the dressing table, Mu Xing slowly took out the box under the tripod and put it on the table in the main room.

The key in his hand was as heavy as a thousand weights. Taking a deep breath, Mu Xing opened the box.

"This is... a painting?" Bai Yan was not sure.

"There is another envelope." Mu Xing took out the scroll and envelope, and there was nothing else in the box.

Looking at the two things in front of him, Mu Xing suddenly became a little nervous: "This should be regarded as my aunt's real relic. Which one should I look at first?"

Bai Yan thought for a while and said firmly, "Look at the envelope first."

Taking a deep breath, Mu Xing opened the unsealed envelope.

"'Yingtian my wife, see the words like meeting'...This, is this written for Aunt Feng?" Mu Xing let out a small exclamation, bit his lip, and read it with Bai Yan.

After reading the letter silently, neither Mu Xing nor Bai Yan spoke.

Gently putting the letter back into the envelope, Mu Xing opened the scroll.

This is an ink painting of characters. The center of the picture depicts a set of Yu Ji's appearance in Peking Opera with thick and colorful strokes: a cloak with a yellow background and blue trim, with a few brush strokes on it to outline the golden pheasant embroidery. The cloak is half lifted, revealing the inner beauty Fish scale armor style cloud shoulder and saber.

But the neck of the cloak was not tied around Yu Ji's neck.

"This is a lily?" Mu Xing was a little unsure.

A lily with elegant color protruded from the skirt and bloomed proudly.

After a while, Mu Xing murmured: "A sword with a yellow background and a blue border, this is Yu Ji's appearance, it should be Aunt Feng..."

Bai Yan was silent for a while, and then said: "Ah Xuan, do you still remember that last August, when we went to pay homage to my aunt, we met that corner of the Feng family. Later when we went to my aunt's grave, the A bouquet of lilies."

Mu Xing was taken aback: "And just now my aunt's letter said..."

After being silent for a while, she continued: "Sleep in the same acupuncture point, see the day and night to know the age, aunt maybe... that's all I wish for."

Looking at the treasure chest inlaid with mother-of-pearl and red gold stones, with pomegranates, grapes, and peonies carved in detail, Bai Yan said: "I have heard that Wen Jiang has a tradition of making his daughter's dowry box from trees in the courtyard. Grandpa made this one back then. When I picked up the box, I must have been full of love."

Caressing the delicate pattern on the box, Mu Xing said in a low voice: "So in the end, my aunt did not disappoint Grandpa." Biting her lip, she raised her head to look at Bai Yan, "Waner, I feel like crying."

Wei Wei hugged Mu Xing into her arms, Bai Yan smiled and said, "I'm here."

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