marry a weak waist

The strings of the pipa rest, and the red candles turn into embers. In June, the morning dawns early, and at the time of Mao, there are shades of flowers, and there is no one to appreciate them.

The sun was extremely hot today, Meng Tiao wore a goose-yellow ramie gown and a sky-blue coarse cloth skirt, and waited in the alley for a long time.Suddenly, Caiyi pulled her from behind, "Ma'am, here comes Dong Mo's carriage!"

Meng Tiao looked at the street with her almond-shaped eyes, the sassy eyebrows and watery tenderness instantly reconciled into a special charm, and when she found the right moment, she ran out of the alley and headed straight for the carriage!

The horse raised its hooves violently, knocking Dong Mo in the car upside down.He raised his eyebrows immediately, and he was about to be held accountable when he opened the curtain.Unexpectedly, a young woman bumped into under the car, and before he even had time to see her face clearly, he was dazzled by the messy and miserable tears on her face.

Fortunately, the little servant was quick and rushed to drag the woman, "Where did you come from, you are not afraid of being trampled to death by the horse's hooves if you bump into the carriage so suddenly?!"

Meng Tiao cried as he fell down, so anxious that he could not speak, he turned his head to look at the young man, then hurriedly turned around again, and grabbed Dong Mo's clothes tightly, as if begging for him.

Dong Mo glanced at her hand, his eyes were very dark and bright, they were two black emeralds, with a tinge of green under the slanting sun, and it looked like a cluster of water plants growing from the bottom of a lake tens of feet long, which could strangle silently people.

Half of his face was crushed by the turbulent sunlight, draining all the blood, and it was translucently white with soft golden edges, making his calm face a golden Bodhisattva.

At this moment, Mengyu suddenly changed his mind.A pitiful look alone will never impress this person, she has to use some unusual means.

So she swallowed back the cry hanging on the tip of her tongue, and stared at him in a panic.

Dong Mo was a little confused by this look, as if they had a grievance against each other in the previous life, she broke into this life, and silently demanded debts from him with resentment in her heart.He didn't know where to raise a little interest, and turned the jade wrench finger in his hand, his eyes were empty, but he was waiting for her to speak in his heart.

It was really terrible. After waiting for a while, she still didn't speak.

The little servant glanced at Dong Mo's face, a little anxious, and dragged the woman with a little force, "I said you, where did you come from the girl's house? How shameless! You bumped into the front of the car for no reason, and the same two The man is talking and talking, didn't your parents teach you?!"

Cursed and scolded, pulled and pulled, Meng Tiao just cried and didn't let go, still pulling Dong Mo's clothes tightly, almost pulling him out of the car.

Three or five groups of people surrounded them, and the more they surrounded, the carriage gradually became a castor.Wisps of sunlight and gossip shot in through the crowded gaps, splashing, splashing, like a fishing basket in the river, and half a basket of bright sand was scoured under the golden sun.

Dong Mo had an instant urge to pick up a handful of this golden sand, crush it between his fingers, and feel the psychedelic and soft touch of her surface.However, he just stared at her holding his hand tightly, with a superior attitude.

The boy was watching his expression, his forehead was sweating in anxiety, and he was so worried that three men suddenly emerged from the crowd.

The leader rushed to him, raised his hand, and slapped Meng Tiao, "Run? I ran away, you motherfucker! If you ran away, you still have your sister! Without you, you can still use her to pay off the debt, and you run away again." Look?!"

Meng Yu finally let go of his hand, and Dong Mo sat back in the car with half of his body dragged out. expression.

Even if it was only for a moment, Meng Yuan was keenly aware that his heart might have softened a little.She squeezed her way out of the crowd without giving him any chance to question him.

The shadow of the sun suddenly set in the west, and the charming setting sun cast a golden color on the continuous gray walls and blue tiles, like a rough polished bronze mirror, and the deformed figures scattered.

I don't know if Dong Mo's carriage also dispersed, Meng Yu didn't bother to think about it, and took the carriage home by himself.

Caiyi stole a scene from the sidelines and was confused for half a day. When he entered the room, he couldn't wait for Mengyuan to change clothes, so he dragged her first and asked:

"Madam, why? It took a lot of effort, and we just broke up without even saying a word! We clearly planned well before, and asked the surname Dong to save you, and then the concubine fell in love. , won’t the matter be over?”

Meng Tiao held back his tears and cried for a long time, and then got scratched hard on the ear, and now his ears are still buzzing.

She tilted her ears and flicked her nails, her forehead knotted lightly, "Oh my God, you have a lot of questions! Go and have a cup of tea for me first, and I'll change into my clothes and be quiet for a while before talking."

Caiyi pouted and twirled the skirt to the outside to order the little girl, and when she spun in again, Mengtiao had already changed out of the coarse cotton padded jacket and put on the embroidered skirt that Su usually wears.

She sat in front of the dressing table and looked at her face in the mirror. There was indeed a handprint on the left cheek, which was a little blue, and she couldn't help complaining, "Where did you find these rotten bastards? Such a heavy hand!"

"Master, I found it outside. I told you to hit it lightly, but you insisted on making a fake show for real! Now you will complain again..."

"Damn girl! Talk back again?!" Meng Yu squinted her waist and glared at Cai Yi. Cai Yi pursed her lips to feel wronged, and she felt soft-hearted. She moved to sit on the couch softly and waved to her gently, "You Come here and let me tell you why."

Caiyi walked over with her skirt dangling, sat on the footboard under the couch, put her hands on Mengyuan's knees, and rested her face on it in a dazed way.

Meng Tiao caressed her like a cat and smiled, "You don't know that a man, with a family background like Dong Mo, is often held by women, and those charming and sweet loves will drown him, what kind of man is he? Have you ever received love from me? At this moment, hate is deeper than love, and hate can make him remember me."

Caiyi was still half-comprehending, she said again: "Believe it or not, he will be curious from today, for no reason, why do I hate him; who am I, where do I come from, why did I bump into him; Why did you ask him to save me, and didn't ask..."

The little girl came in with tea, she paused, looked straight at the man going out, retracted her eyes and smiled at Caiyi, her face was softly illuminated by the setting sun, "What a fool! If you want a man to miss you, what matters is not how old you are. How beautiful you are and how good-natured you are. The most important thing is that you have to become a question in his heart, making him always want to find an answer in you."

"So particular?" Caiyi clucked her tongue when she heard that, "Oh my god, I'm still a woman to tame a man, and the most important thing is to look good. I'm afraid I won't be able to learn these tricks in my lifetime!"

"Look at your promise." Meng Yao glanced at her, then pushed her, "Go, bring me some fruit."

The Qingluo embroidered curtain fluttered in bright yellow color, Caiyi giggled and giggled inside, Meng Yu just heard it outside, and also laughed silently.

There was an Ou of plums on the kang table in the outer room, and Meng Yu held one in his mouth and sat on the couch dryly sucking, waiting until the master and servant finished speaking, the colorful clothes came out through the curtain, and then he went in.

Meng Tiao was leaning back on the window sill, leaning the upper half of her body out of the window.Hearing the sound of footsteps, she glanced at it, but still turned her eyes back, "The east mat is not over yet, what are you doing here again?"

"I heard you're back, so I'll take a look at you." Meng Yu approached, put her hands on the window sills on both sides of her waist, and bent down to look at her face, which had bluish-white fingerprints floating on it.He hurriedly touched the veil and rubbed it against it, "These people are desperate, dare to hit you like this with such a heavy hand!"

The thorns of the sun on the west mountain blurred the edges, piercing Mengdao's eyes, and smiled a little wildly, "Don't blame them, it's me who said that the show should be realistic, and let them go. Hey, you Where did you find these people, if you look back at those with the surname Dong, are they reliable or not?"

Meng Yu's peach blossom eyes were cut slyly, and she bent down even lower to match the arc of her back, her face was hanging on her eyelids, and she breathed out the fragrance of orchids, "Don't worry, I found them from Wuxi. , still send them back to Wuxi. The whole play is going to be done, your name is 'Zhang Yinlian', you are from Wuxi, your parents owed money in their hometown, and the whole family hid in Jinan to avoid the debt, so the creditor is naturally from Wuxi."

"Yinlian?" Meng Yao slightly lifted her chin to goug him, and teased, "You didn't think of this name when you were eating white fungus and lotus seed soup, did you?"

Meng Yu raised her eyebrows flamboyantly, "You really hit the mark."

Meng Yu shot him a glare, with a slightly sweet smile, "What about my family?"

"Dead. Your family arrived in Jinan, and your parents died of illness one after another, leaving you and your sister as two orphans, who are being chased by creditors. I haven't asked you yet, have you talked to someone with the same surname as Dong?"

It's okay not to mention it, but after mentioning it, Mengyu became a little annoyed, "This Dong is too cautious. Jinan is not a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, so I can't eat him! A beauty like me bumped into him crying like that, and he asked I didn't even ask a single question. Thanks to my quick wit, I didn't say anything right away. Heh, he wants to be Liu Xiahui, and I don't want to use a 'beauty trick', let him dig around and figure it out!"

Meng Yu made her amused, laughed heartily twice, pinched the tip of her nose and twirled, "Probably that's how he behaves. I heard that he was a bit unreasonable in Beijing, and his reputation has never been very good. Those in Beijing The noble and prominent young masters don’t have much contact with him.”

Bringing up Meng Tiao's curiosity, he raised his eyebrows a little, "What's wrong? When I look at him, he doesn't look like the person who is relying on his family to do evil."

"It's not for this, it's for his mother." Meng Yu poured a cup of herbal tea on the desk, first fed it to Meng Tiao's mouth, then took a sip by herself, and continued:

"I heard it too, I don't know if it's a rumor. His father is the second master from the family's concubine, and he was not respected at all. Later, he married his mother. Who knows that when he was five or six years old, his mother eloped and ran away from home. , I haven't found anyone yet, and it's a joke all over Beijing."

Meng Yu suddenly became interested, and hung his neck with both hands, his eyes full of novelty, "This is quite interesting, who did you run away with?"

"Where did I know?" Meng Yu hugged her, and seeing that she liked to listen, he couldn't help but say a few more words: "Anyway, because of this incident, his father, who has always been in poor health, made him sick, seven or eight. He died of illness a few years ago. People outside laughed at him, saying that his mother was a slut, his father was a bastard, and he might be a bastard. Therefore, he can't get along well in the Beijing scene."

I don't know where Meng Yuan's itching point was poked, she chuckled and said, "What a fuss, this is considered a slut? It can be seen that those people have never seen a big market!"

As soon as the words fell, Meng Yu's smile froze on his face.After realizing it, Meng Tiao also suppressed his smile, let go of him, and bent his waist back to the window sill.

The evening breeze was slightly cool, and when it entered the house, it was so cold that it was as if a layer of ice had formed around it. Both of them kept silent cautiously, for fear that any words would shatter the ice and smash it down, breaking the bond they worked hard to maintain. gentle balance.

The copper pot ticked, ticked, and the meeting was slowly missed, and Meng Yu found the words to turn the conversation around, "He came to Jinan this time to participate in politics as the chief secretary of Shandong, and he is still holding the post of deputy capital censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate in Beijing. It's not easy to be with local officials like us when you're new here, so it's natural to be on guard everywhere, which is human nature."

Meng Tiao immediately thought of Dong Mo's pair of emerald green eyes, with a little green light shining through the dark bottom of the lake.

He is like a ghost who has been imprisoned in a dungeon for a hundred years. No one has spoken to him for a long time, making him almost dumb.

The author says:

The hostess is not a good person.

Neither is Dong Mo and Mengyu.

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