The New Year's Eve is like turning a page of a calendar lightly, and suddenly it comes to everyone.
Whether it was Wenren's Mansion or Yangshan Orphanage, everyone was in a state of joy. Even Wenren's sorrow was a day of abandoning work, completely abandoning the troubles of the outside world, and returning to the mansion.
Early in the morning, Wen Renchou opened the door of the house and saw Ruoqing's figure. His gaze scanned the child from top to bottom, and finally fixed it on her hair accessory, one studded with cyan blue. The hairpin is fixing Ruoqing's black and beautiful hair into a hairstyle that suits her pretty well.
The hairpin was given to her by Wen Renshou not long ago, and the hairpin must have been taken care of by the cold eyebrows.
"Good morning, my lord!" Judging from her look, Ruoqing must be in a good mood, Wen Renchou nodded slightly in response, then walked out of the door and closed the door with her backhand.
"What should I do?" During the new year, it was a rare holiday for Wenren, although he got up early as usual, but he couldn't think of what to do.
"My lord, can I hold you?" Ruoqing walked on his left, tentatively grasping the corner of Wen Ren's sorrow with her right hand, and saw her look like a silly smirk, Wen Ren coldly. Sorrow couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and without much speech, he casually held the little hand that caught the corner of his clothes in the palm of his hand, and walked forward on his own.
Ruo Qing felt the warmth of this big hand, showing a look of surprise, and clinging to Wen Renchou even more tightly.
The two walked down the stairs hand in hand, walked down the corridor, and out of the snow courtyard. Along the way, every maid was speechless when he first saw them, until Wen Renshou walked past them. Only then remembered to say hello to the owner of the house.
"This is really unexpected." An older maid picked up the broomstick that fell from her hand, looked at the back of the two turning the corner, and even rubbed her eyes again, she asked the maid on the side. I'm afraid I have hallucinations.
"Although she knows that Miss Qing is very popular, she can't think of reaching this level."
"In my impression, the master seems to have never held any girl's hand."
The two housekeepers who had been serving the former Patriarch for more than ten years watched Wen Renshou grow up and chatted quietly.
"After all, the master has never been free in the past, even the eldest and Miss Lin Zhi have never been so close to the master."
After this winter, every servant of Wenren's mansion respected Ruoqing even more. To be precise, it should be Wenrenqing.
Of course, as the two involved, one carelessly cares about with the subordinates at home, while the other is still happy to hold hands for the first time.
"What do you do in your free time?" Wen Renchou felt that since she didn't understand how to spend the holidays, Ruoqing should be clear in her heart, but in fact, Ruoqing basically wanted to hear her on her rest days. When to go home, even after learning the language of the world, take the initiative to ask those senior maids about stories about Wenren's sorrow.
Thinking of this, Ruoqing was naturally embarrassed to answer truthfully, but since Wen Renshou asked, it was difficult not to answer. so-
"Ruoqing will learn to make dolls with her maid sister when she is resting." Ruoqing smiled. Wen Renshou has not been to her house yet, and she doesn't know that it is almost full of Wen Renshou dolls of all sizes.
"Doll," Wen Renchou thought like this, trying to imagine how he would be doing needlework, and couldn't help dispelling a strange idea.
"After breakfast, is there anything you want to do?" Wen Ren asked melancholy, his expression indifferent, and he looked ahead.
"I want to stay with an adult!" Ruoqing said excitedly, and if allowed, she could even answer.
"So what do you do to stay together?" Wen Renshou couldn't help but tilt his head to look at Ruoqing, expressing helplessness to her answer.
Facing Wen Renshou's bewildered gaze, Ruoqing lowered her head shyly, and secretly aimed her eyes at the hand connected to Wen Renshou, and whispered: "Stay with an adult, you can do anything."
"It's the same as I didn't say it." Wen Renshou thought helplessly, looking forward again, Ruo Qing also raised her head again, staring at his side face.
After breakfast, when the two of them stepped out of the restaurant, Ruoqing took the initiative to grasp Wen Renshou’s little finger. Upon seeing this, Wen Renshou held her little hand in her hand again. Ruoqing was a little nervous, for fear that the palm of her hand might come out. sweat.
"Where is Lengmei?" he asked suddenly.
"Teacher left yesterday, saying that he will be back in the next year." Ruo Qing said softly, Wen Renshou nodded, and the cold eyebrows went to him.
"How is the philology." Wen Renchou knew that Ruoqing could communicate easily, but speaking and recognizing and writing were not the same.
"The teacher said that I can read and understand ordinary books." Ruo Qing said nervously, fearing that her slow learning would make Wen Ren worry unhappy, but in fact her progress is already fast.
"Let's study together today, and I will teach you something you don't know." Wen Ren said sadly, and took Ruo Qing to the library.
If Qing has no objection, as long as she can stay in a space with Wenrenshou, she will be satisfied.
The two came to the library, where Ruoqing usually studied. Although they have been cleaned up, they can still see the traces of someone studying here.
"Are there any books you want to read?" Wen Renchou rarely reads literary novels, but he reads a lot of management books.
"This and this, Teacher Leng Mei asked me to find time to finish reading during the Chinese New Year." Ruoqing pointed to a book on the shelf, but the position of the book was already higher than Ruoqing's straight arm, so it could only be done by Wenren. Chou helped her take it down.
Soon the two of them sat down in the reading area outside the bookcase area. There are four classical sofas, all double-sized and equipped with foot stools. The heating has already been activated. Not far away, you can only hear Where the two of them could not be seen in their voices, there was also Ruoqing's personal maid waiting for orders.
Wen Renchou sat down on a sofa at will, Ruoqing stood aside with a book in her arms, and when she saw him pat the space beside him, she mustered up the courage to sit beside him and spread out the books. Start reading the words of the author on the first page.
Wen Renshou leaned on the left side of the sofa, propped her head with her arms, and listened quietly to Ruoqing's jerky reading. Gradually, Ruoqing's tension was relieved in the gradually warm atmosphere, and her body was unconscious. Leaning on Wenren's sorrow, I did not realize this because I focused on the written paragraphs.
Feeling that his right arm was pressed a little bit sore, he pulled out his arm from between the two, and after Ruoqing leaned in his arms, he stretched his arm over the slender neck at will, and carried Ruoqing's right shoulder. superior.
"My lord!" Ruo Qing was shocked, shrank in Wen Renchou's arms and did not dare to move. Wen Renchou opened his slightly squinted eyes and groaned in confusion.
"What's wrong?"
"It's okay, my lord." Ruoqing whispered, covering her blushing face with the book.
"Keep reading, take a break when you feel tired." Wen Renchou said that he closed his eyes again. For some reason, he was very relaxed at this time, and even somewhat comfortable.
Ruoqing nodded and read it lightly again. In this way, time passed by a little bit. When the maid heard that there was no sound of reading inside, and after quietly approaching, she saw the two people resting together. The book in Qing's hand also stayed on a certain page, and hadn't turned it over again for a long time. (End of this chapter)