marry a weak waist

A four-fold screen stood beside the couch, Dong Mo was crooked in the shadow of the fallen screen, and the narrow beam of light in the gap fell on the back of his hand resting on his knee.His fingers tapped regularly, as if he was thinking of something idle and interesting.

Liu Chaoru glanced at him, and his brisk voice suddenly pulled him back, "Zhang Ping, if you plan to visit this Mr. Meng, I advise you to make a call letter first and wait two days before going."

"Oh, why is that?"

"It doesn't matter, it's just that the exotic flowers in his home are competing for beauty recently, he must have a big feast for friends and guests to enjoy the flowers. You don't like to join in the fun, why go here and bump into it?"

Dong Mo smiled and sighed, "In these years, you still know me best. I'll make a post first, and then I will visit the door someday. Then please spare some time to be with me."

After a few days, Dong Mo drew up a call letter and asked the boy to send it to Meng's house. Before leaving, he added: "When I went, I told him the housekeeper, and said that I should visit early in the morning. I am not acclimatized to the climate and have been ill for a few days, so I have delayed so far, I hope you will understand me."

The servant put the post in his arms, walked out two steps, suddenly remembered something, and turned back, "Master, that young lady surnamed Zhang is so small that people can find out."

Dong Mo put an arm on the armrest of the official hat chair, put his fingertips on his forehead and rubbed, "What's the situation?"

"I live in Xiaochanhua Lane at the end of Fushun Street. The three houses are rented. There are no elders in the family, only two sisters. The elder sister is Zhang Yinlian, and the younger sister is Zhang Yulian. She moved to Jinan from Wuxi to avoid debts the year before last year. At the end of last year, her parents They died of illness one after another, leaving only the two sisters to depend on each other.”

Dong Mo listened half asleep, while the young servant looked at his expression, and continued, "That Yinlian was seventeen years old. When his parents left, the marriage hadn't even been settled yet. Not long after his parents were buried, Wuxi's creditors came after him. She wanted to ask her to be a concubine, but she refused to accept her life and death, so she kept arguing and hit us on the head. I heard that the debt collector returned to Wuxi not long ago, and I don’t know what they used to pay back the money.”

It seems that what she said was not entirely false.Dong Mo couldn't say sigh, but sighed inexplicably.But still suspicious, "People all over the street, why do you think she ran into my car?"

"This..." The servant thought for a while, and with a smile on his face, "Master, I'd better ask her, how can you guess what a woman is thinking?"

Hearing this, Dong Mo smiled.He was just in need of such an excuse to explain his sudden "nosy" abnormality, so someone found such an excuse for him, so he raised his hand, "Send the greeting card to Mr. Meng first."

Coincidentally, it was Meng Tiao who received the greeting card when it was delivered to Meng's house.It is a piece of arched flower paper, with half a podocarpus printed on the lower left corner, and the paper is full of ink fragrance when opened.It was written in well-formed lower case letters, with a powerful and restrained style of writing, and the signature was indeed written by Dong Mo himself.

The superior said that he would come to visit on the [-]th day, but Meng Tiao secretly calculated the date and put the worship box on Meng Yu's case.He turned back to the bedroom to look in the mirror, and stood in front of a full-length mirror to brush his new upper body clothes.

Shui Tianxia's long gown, cherry blossom pink Suruo skirt, her hair in a long-winded cage, with ruby ​​hairpins on her temples, and two pink crystal Erpans hanging down.

Looking head-on in the mirror, I saw Caiyi come in with her mouth pouted, her face full of resentment.Meng Tiao teased her with her slightly heroic eyebrows raised, "It's noon, who will make you unhappy?"

Caiyi turned her head and moved her mouth far away towards the bottom of the corridor opposite the courtyard, "Here, it's that Mrs. Feng, who came to see his wife."

Meng Yu was entertaining guests at the East Garden, so naturally she wanted to invite some singers to add to the fun.Feng Guan received Meng Tiao's kindness for staying overnight last time, so he came to thank him the next morning.She didn't want to see Meng Tiao because she had something to do, so she had to take advantage of today to pay her respects.

After finishing makeup, I invited Mr. Feng Guan to come in and meet outside.That Feng Guan took shallow steps, with his face half lowered, he looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, more immature than Caiyi.Holding the pipa in his arms, his eyes shyly glanced up, and he went to the bed and kissed Meng Tiao.

He seemed a little shy, and didn't dare to say much, but blushed and thanked repeatedly, "I was supposed to come to see my wife last time, but unfortunately my wife was busy and delayed until today. Thanks to my wife, I stayed at home last time." After one night, I cleaned up such a room, allowing me to be a thin willow body. I am here to thank my wife for her kindness."

"You are welcome, come and sit on the couch and have tea." Meng Tiao invited Cha Guo, looked at her carefully, and smiled softly, "You look good, it's strange that our master always praises you. How old is this year? "

"sixteen."

Mengyu covered her face with a laugh, and took a look at Caiyi, "Hey, it's as big as our Caiyi. Our Caiyi is not as sensible as you, and we are like a child. It hurts my ears all the time. Caiyi, go, give my white jade hairpin of the magnolia flower to Miss Feng."

Not long after, Caiyi came out with the hairpin, glanced at Mrs. Feng, and went to sit on the table and do her work.Perked up his ears to listen, Mrs. Feng was busy thanking her, while Meng Tiao smiled lightly:

"Don't refuse, I should reward you for the good things you have done with our master. I see that you like it, so don't be surprised if you say a few more words. Now that we have had this trouble with our master, why not take advantage of the situation Coax him to be happy, redeem you to come out, our family is such a big garden, are you afraid that you will not be able to accommodate you? It's just that we are young couples, and I take care of his affairs too much, but he is not happy, so you have to rely on yourself. "

What he said made Feng Guan's expression change several times, he was surprised and happy, grabbed his skirt and knelt down and kowtowed, "I have always heard that my wife is the most virtuous wife, but when I saw her today, she was ten times better than what was said outside! Not for the master, but for the wife, I am willing to redeem myself and serve my wife for the rest of my life!"

It's great to be 16 years old, it's the age of innocence, so easy to manipulate!

Mengyu has always been a vicious judge of people, but few people can see through her. Her heart is hidden under Zhou Dao's smile, or maybe there is nothing under that smile, a dark hole with no bottom.

With a pair of dark smiling eyes, she personally lifted Mrs. Feng up, and took a closer look at that exquisite figure. The few freckles under her eyelids also looked pretty and cute.

Even she likes it, not to mention those old men in the officialdom and business world.Mengtiao planned in secret, and just happened to recruit Feng Guanren to deal with Meng Yu on the scene for her.

How did Mr. Feng know about her dark plans?I was so grateful that I burst into tears, I prayed again and again.About to resign, Mengyuan invited her to have lunch again.

It wasn't until the shadow of the sun was in the sky that Meng Yuan sent her to the East Garden, and told her heartfeltly along the way:

"You should take what I say to heart. After all, it's not a good way to grow up in the courtyard. After all, it's better to have someone to rely on. Don't worry, I'm not a person who can't tolerate others. Don't worry about me, just take care of me. The master is happy to serve you, let him accept you as well."

"Hey, I see, thank you madam for your kindness."

Meng Tiao stood at the cave door, covered her forehead with her fan and watched Feng Guan go to the East Garden, and waved to her from a distance.The lotus-colored embroidered silk is the soul-snatching ghost of a ghost messenger, and Feng Guan is just a scapegoat for the ghost.

As soon as she turned her face, the sun slanted on Meng Tiao's half of her red lips, which moved gently, like a smile drawn by a vermilion pen, "Come on, Caiyi, while this time is free, let's go to the house in Xiaochanhua Lane. Cleaning up the pots and stoves at the other end, there is a bit of smoke and fire, if Dong Mo comes over, it will look like life."

"He's going to our place?" Caiyi was shocked, "When did you say that?"

Yun Ni was in the sky, and Xia Chan screamed in the thick shadows on both sides. Meng Yu raised his head and looked around, with a faint smile, "I didn't say that. But I think Dong Mo is too suspicious. I must have asked someone to inquire about my details in private, and he will probably have to check it himself before he can rest assured."

The two hurried back to the room to change their clothes, shuttled through the lush green shade, chasing the gorgeous shadows of dreams, flashing and flashing, like a web of dreamlike lies one after another.

There is a locust tree planted in the house in Xiaochanhua Lane. The shade is thick and the branches and leaves are under pressure.

Caiyi lit a stove in the kitchen, was boiling a pot of water, the lid was closed, the neighbors outside the wall looked like a couple fighting, the daughter-in-law was beaten to the point of crying, making a pot with the bubbling water on the fire .

Meng Tiao took off the wooden cover and took a look, the sound of boiling water and cries went up to her head, she covered it back again, the voice suddenly became muffled and sluggish.

The tea utensils, bowls and saucers are all old, but they are clean and tidy, as if two girls have lived here for a long time.Meng Tiao caressed the wooden shelf on which the oil and salt jars were placed, her fingertips were clean and refreshing, and she couldn't touch any greasy oil stains.

She smiled resolutely, "Your master is really careful and considerate in doing things. This kind of place is like living with two sisters."

"Isn't it?" Caiyi sent firewood to the stove, chattering, "Since I'm asked to live here to deal with that surnamed Dong, I'll tell you to clean it up when I get up in the morning. Who knows that the master will ask someone to clean it up." Even the room where we sleep is complete, and there is still a faint smell of powder in the room!"

Meng Tiao has not been so close to the dust of fireworks for many years. She didn't even know who her father was since she was a child, and she followed her mother to and fro, living in no fixed place.

At that time, life was poor, and she was half-grown and had to step on a stool to cook on the stove, and the neighbors were also chaotic, with children being scolded, wives beating, sisters-in-law fighting, brothers fighting against each other, seemingly contradictory, In the final analysis, the crux is just a word "poor".

Today is not what it used to be, and now Mengyu has become a lady of the palace, wearing gold and silver, red and emerald green, far away from these dirty and poor, and now touching these pots and pans, it is like the ancient memory coming to her again Attack, petty cruelty.

She furrowed her brows, and there was a disgust of nothingness in her forehead.

There was ready-made cornmeal in the jar, and in order to make the room more "popular", Meng Yao had to scoop up a bowl of noodles and steam some steamed buns, and fiddled with them on the stove.

This caused Caiyi to be shocked, "Wife still does these housework?"

"How many years have you been with me? How do you know the hardships I suffered in the past?" Meng Tiao put the noodle dish into the pot, pulled the colorful clothes outside and moved a bench under the eaves, and patted the yellow stain on her skirt. Face gray:

"When I came here from Wuxi with the old lady, I was only about ten years old. Jinan was not familiar with the place. We orphans and widows wanted to settle down and settle down. I don't know how much money was spent. Old lady, you know that there are no housework. I don’t know how to do it, so I have to do it. Once I come and go, I can learn almost everything.”

Caiyi rarely heard Mengyu talk about the past, so she couldn't help being curious, "My wife and the old lady are doing well in Wuxi, why do you want to come to Jinan to settle down?"

The lies made up to Dong Mo are not all lies.At least Mengyuan was indeed from Wuxi, and he was indeed from Jinan, where he fled.She propped her elbows on her legs and looked at the eaves. The sky outside the eaves was dull.

The clouds are getting darker, the rainstorm is approaching, and the wind is getting wild, blowing the corners of the two people's skirts.

Mengyu flicked it with his hand, gathered it between his legs, straightened the folds of the skirt, and sorted out the past lightly, "The old lady blackmailed a man in Wuxi, let others find out, and found two thugs to settle accounts with her. She got wind and ran to Jinan with me."

Caiyi listened quietly with her face crooked, with a silly expression, "How much money did the old lady steal?"

"30 taels."

Caiyi let out a sound of joy, covered her mouth, as if she wanted to be funny but didn't.

Meng Yu glared at her ferociously, and then smiled helplessly, "You only see that now that I am a wife, everything I need for food and clothing is top-notch, and there are hundreds of thousands of income in my hand, how do you know? Our hardships at that time? We didn’t open for a few months, earning 50 taels of silver once, and the old lady is a person who eats well and wears clothes, so where can I save money?”

Speaking of this section, the raindrops fell hard, smashing the trees and flowers, and the water splashed under the eaves.Mengtiao called Caiyi to get up, and dragged the long bench to make way under the wall.

General straightened his waist, and saw a shadow rushing into the courtyard.The man covered his forehead with his arms, half of his dark purple taoist robe was wet, and it stuck to his chest, making him look more and more broad-minded.

Turned into ashes, Mengyuan also recognized that it was Dong Mo.Water stains ran down his face vertically and horizontally, wet, blurring his brows.

He paused in the courtyard, hesitated for a moment, and walked towards the eaves.

The author says:

Meng Tiao: As long as you start to be curious and suspicious, I can handle you.

Dong Mo: Careless~