Chapter 31 pour out sorrows and joys

After eating half a bowl of porridge, for the first time in many days, Dong Xiaowan felt somewhat refreshed.She asked Shou'er to comb her hair and tidy up the messy house.Out of a strange premonition, she also told Shou'er: If Rugao comes to visit as Mr. Xiang, tell her immediately.But then she realized how ridiculous and pathetic the idea was.Hey, how can there be such a good thing in the world?Do you think about a person, and he will come to you immediately?What's more, he is a rich and wealthy young master Pianpian.Even if there is no Chen Yuanyuan, there will be other women.Just based on that hasty look three years ago, can you be expected to be remembered?I'm afraid I've forgotten all about you!Besides, didn't the dream clearly point out this matter?Don't bother with it anymore!Thinking about it this way, Dong Xiaowan felt that she had no hope at all.From now on, she is like a stalk of grass blowing in the wind in the wilderness, lonely and helpless... Finally, she buried her head deeply in the bed, and wept depressively and bitterly .

Gradually, she heard someone coming upstairs.Not one person, but several.Strange, heavy footsteps of men sounded all the way from the corridor, paused outside the door, and then stepped into the room. "Who?" Dong Xiaowan asked, trying to stop sobbing. "Oh, three years ago, by the curved railing downstairs, the person who had the honor to meet the young lady while drunk is here to pay a special visit today. I wonder if the young lady remembers it?" said an elegant and clear voice. For a while, Dong Xiaowan couldn't figure out why her heart seemed to stop beating suddenly when she heard this voice, as if she was frozen. "Oh, what did he say? What did he say? What does it mean?" She thought hard.Suddenly, her heart beat wildly, and the blood rushed to her forehead and cheeks: Ah, it's him, it's him, it's him!She screamed inwardly, feeling dizzy.However, she did not turn around immediately.She dared not, nor had the strength to do so.Who knows?Perhaps with a slight movement, everything will be wiped out!

"Xiaosheng is Rugao Maoxiang. This is Jinsha Zhang Gongliang." Probably because Dong Xiaowan couldn't hear Dong Xiaowan's promise, Maoxiang had no choice but to introduce himself. Dong Xiaowan still carefully maintained the original posture, but tears welled up in her eyes. "I...don't dare to forget my son..." She answered tremblingly, feeling that Mao Xiang had already approached the bedside.She couldn't help shrinking her body, as if she was afraid of touching something that could break easily, and said with a sob: "...Three years ago, Mr. Lao came to visit me several times, and we only had a quick meeting. Young Master, she is always full of praise, saying that she has met many people, and she has never had such a character as Young Master. Mother is also deeply regretful that the servant's family has not been able to spend more time with Young Master... Now A Niang After death, when I see the young master, my family will think of A Niang. Her words are just like what I said to my family yesterday..."

When Dong Xiaowan mentioned the sad and emotional part, she finally turned around and opened the curtain.Then, she saw Mao Xiang's face. It was indeed an astonishingly handsome face.If, as early as three years ago, it left a vivid and beautiful impression on Dong Xiaowan, then, after years of erosion, many of its details have become blurred in memory, Dong Xiaowan now faces it again, But he couldn't help but feel lost.Because she found that all her imagination and additions to this face in the past three years turned out to be so crappy, mediocre, and vulgar.And it's so ethereal, subtle, unexpected, and flawless.Its beauty cannot be expressed by specious descriptions such as "curved and long eyebrows, affectionate eyes, straight and high nose bridge, and graceful mouth".Its extraordinary lies first of all in its innate nobility, its inner emotions that have been highly enriched and refined by traditional moral culture, and its grace that is fully aware of its own identity and strength.When all these are fully combined with the handsome appearance, and when it is naturally revealed in every frown and smile, it really has a kind of soul-stirring charm.Dong Xiaowan felt that her heart was beating so hard that it was about to jump out of her chest, she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look any more.

Mao Xiang is also watching Dong Xiaowan.After not seeing each other for three years, he found that the lazy and drunk girl in his memory had matured into a beautiful and elegant girl.Maybe because she was sick, she looked thinner, but she was more beautiful than before.Her complexion became fairer, and her hair and eyebrows appeared darker by comparison.Coupled with dreamlike charming and melancholy eyes, small and exquisite nose and lips, she is enough to be among the top prostitutes on the Qinhuai River, and she is not inferior.But that's not the main thing.The main thing is that this face shows a kind of docile look different from most of her fellow sisters, a kind of overly dignified and demure air.At this moment, Mao Xiang can't say whether he likes this breath or not.It’s just that for some reason, he suddenly thought of Chen Yuanyuan, her mischievous eyes, her ridiculous willfulness, and endless tricks, and couldn’t help but smile at this flash of memory...

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Mao, please sit down..." Dong Xiaowan's voice rang in his ears.Mao Xiang woke up suddenly, he looked back and found that Zhang Mingbi had already sat down on a chair by the wall, so he walked over and sat down beside him. At this moment, Shou'er had already served tea, and replaced two bright bucket-colored crystal lamps.So the three of them talked while drinking tea.Mao Xiang and Zhang Mingbi inquired in detail about the death of Xiaowan's mother, Chen Shi, and really sighed; then asked about Dong Xiaowan's illness, and felt relieved that she had improved; afterward, Mao Xiang had a brief chat After the farewell, I talked about how I ran around for my father's affairs for more than half a year, and now there are results.However, he didn't even mention Chen Yuanyuan a word.This is not because Dong Xiaowan knows that it will cause suspicion and jealousy.In fact, he has no other thoughts about Dong Xiaowan.He came here tonight because he was full of depression and boredom and wanted to take a break.However, he didn't want to mention Chen Yuanyuan, because it was an unpleasant and embarrassing thing after all...

However, even his good friend Zhang Mingbi can't understand Maoxiang's mentality for the time being.During this period of conversation, Zhang Mingbi seldom opened his mouth.He has been observing Mao Xiang's words and actions, guessing what is the purpose of his friend's insistence on visiting Dong Xiaowan.When Dong Xiaowan found out that Dong Xiaowan showed an obvious and unusual attachment to Mao Xiang, and Mao Xiang kept secret about the relationship with Chen Yuanyuan, Zhang Mingbi believed that Mao Xiang had transferred the goal of finding Mrs. Ru to Dong Xiaowan. Come.He had always been worried about his good friend's pain and depression. At the same time, he also felt a little guilty because he failed to find Maoxiang and report the letter in time, which caused Chen Yuanyuan to be snatched by Tian Hongyu, but he also suffered from being irreparable.Now that he found Mao Xiang's "intention", he couldn't help being very relieved, so he determined to do his best to promote it.Therefore, when the conversation came to an end, Zhang Mingbi took the opportunity to stand up, clasped his hands and said:

"I almost forgot. When I got off the boat just now, I didn't say whether I wanted the boatman to wait. I'm afraid he got impatient and went back by himself. Pijiang, Wanniang, you talk first, I'll go and give orders." Come!" After finishing speaking, without waiting for Maoxiang to agree, he asked Shou'er to lead the way with a lamp, hurried out, and went downstairs. "Mao Lang, come and sit here, it's warmer here." When the sound of Zhang Mingbi's footsteps disappeared downstairs, Dong Xiaowan suddenly reached out and patted the edge of the bed as a greeting.Mao Xiang, who was puzzled by the sudden departure of his old friend, was startled for a moment, and turned around in a daze.

"Hey, come on, bring the lamp here too, I have something to tell you!" Dong Xiaowan urged coquettishly. Mao Xiang understood now.He stared at Dong Xiaowan for a while, smiled slightly, stood up, went to the table to pick up a crystal lamp, and put it on a square stool beside Dong Xiaowan's bed.Then, sitting sideways on the edge of the bed, she grabs Dong Xiaowan's small hand and puts it to her lips and kisses it lightly. "Well, remember? Zhou Qingzhen's wonderful sentence: 'When you get pink, adjust Zhu Rousu's hand, and ask when to hold it again'..."

Dong Xiaowan withdrew her hand, "Ah, no, my hands are dirty!" she said hastily. But Mao Xiang caught it again, "Whatever it is, um, whatever it is, as long as I like it!" He said capriciously, kissing those delicate and round fingertips one by one; then he stretched out his arm and embraced Dong Xiaowan into her arms, and gently rubbed her delicate cheeks with her cheeks.He squinted slightly, reveling in the delightful, ecstatic contact. "But, but I really want to ask you something..." Dong Xiaowan said helplessly, blushing. "Are you asking..." "Then tell me, did she really get snatched from Yuanyuan?"

Mao Xiang's expression changed, as if someone stabbed him unexpectedly.He let go of Dong Xiaowan, stared at her sullenly, and then looked away after a while. "Hmph, yes, it was stolen!" He said coldly, "What do you ask this for?" Dong Xiaowan didn't seem to notice the change of Mao Xiang's mood, she nodded, showing a sad expression: "My family has heard about it, but I still don't believe it. Then it's true—oh, the sister of the Chen family is beautiful and capable, then Cleverness is even more unique. Usually, sisters in the industry argue about who has the most promising future, and everyone is the first to push her, but they don't know it is such a hard life!" Dong Xiaowan said, her voice choked up, Tears streamed down his cheeks. Mao Xiang didn't make a sound.Because Dong Xiaowan suddenly mentioned this matter at this moment, which made him quite annoyed, and he was a little suspicious of her intentions in doing so.Hmph, don't look at her hypocritically pretending to be sad, maybe she is gloating in her heart, trying to vent her jealousy by making fun of Chen Yuanyuan!In Fengyue Field, he has seen a lot of girls like this. Gradually, Dong Xiaowan stopped crying.She stared blankly at the lamp flame beside the bed, and after a while, said in a low voice: "If the elder sister of the Chen family hadn't been robbed, she and the young master would be a natural match. Really. It's just, oh..." Mao Xiang suddenly laughed.The smile on the corner of his mouth shows how familiar he is with this kind of "performance", and he no longer wants to "appreciate" it anymore.He stood up, looked down at Dong Xiaowan condescendingly, and said: "You are sick. I shouldn't have bothered you. I feel really sorry for having troubled you to stay with me for such a long time. You should rest. Later, I will ask someone to seal fifty taels of silver for you to take care of yourself. After a while I'll see you again." "...my lord, my lord is leaving..." Dong Xiaowan asked with a trembling voice.His face suddenly turned pale with astonishment and anxiety. "Well, it's getting late." Dong Xiaowan suddenly showed a miserable expression, she bit her lip desperately, and lowered her head. "My lord, please don't send money here." She said hoarsely. "Ah! What?" Dong Xiaowan opened her mouth, only said "Nujia..." and then choked up.She shook her head desperately, and immediately blocked her mouth with her sleeve, but tears fell down. Seeing her like this, Mao Xiang felt strange.He hesitated for a moment, sat down again, took a breath of relief, and said, "It's not that I don't want to stay longer, it's actually the person who was sent to Xiangyang to report the good news to my lord. I'm leaving early in the morning, so I have to rush back to the next place to report the good news to my lord." He explained a lot of things. Today, I passed by here by chance. I heard that you were sick, so I came in to see you. Now that you are better, I feel relieved. This little money is nothing more than our acquaintance, to express our feelings, Just accept it!" Perhaps this gentle explanation had an effect, and Dong Xiaowan quickly calmed down.She lowered her head, wiped her tears, listened to Mao Xiang's words docilely, and then said: "Shicai's family speaks rudely, please don't blame me, son. It's not that my family is ignorant and wants to keep me. It's true that since my mother died, my family has spent eight or ten days without sleep and food. I feel dizzy all day long. An upside-down nightmare. Sometimes I dreamed that I was dead, and every time it was the young master who came suddenly and saved me. Today, the young master really came. When I saw the slave, I felt peaceful and energetic. From this point of view , Young Master is really the savior of the slave family. Therefore, the slave family is determined not to accept the money. Even if the master forces the slave family to accept it, the slave family will not feel at ease for the rest of its life. If the son is pitiful to the slave family, please sit down for a while and wait The slave family raised wine and wished the young master a long life. If this can be done, even if the slave family dies tomorrow, there will be no regrets in my heart!" When Mao Xiang saw Dong Xiaowan's teary face at the beginning, he thought that she must act like a spoiled child as usual, crying and fussing.The reason why he eased his attitude just now was nothing more than retreating to advance; what he said was mostly perfunctory.He was already prepared, if the other party continued to pester him, he would walk away without any hesitation.However, I didn't expect Dong Xiaowan to be so easy to listen to, she was surprisingly gentle and honest.Then, hearing her utter such a sincere speech, it was even more unexpected and made him not know how to deal with it. "It's just, it's just that brother Zhang is waiting for me on the boat, I'm afraid it won't work if I go late..." Mao Xiang said hesitantly. "Well, you don't have to worry about it, my lord!" Shou'er's singing voice suddenly said outside the curtain, "Master Zhang told his maidservant before leaving the house that today is the third day of junior high school, and the stars are bright and the wind is clear. Walking along the river, watching the night view, not returning to the boat for half a moment, he asked the young master to sit upstairs for a while, and don't rush to leave!" Because Shou'er said so, Mao Xiang could no longer evade.He had no choice but to let Dong Xiaowan order Shou'er to buy wine and prepare food, and stay here for the time being.