After Fu Ming went to greet the old lady a few times, he was "chartered" by the old lady and had nothing to do. Fu Ming knew in his heart that this was not because he was loved and loved by the old lady, but that the old man was tired of doing face-saving work a few times, so he simply ignored him. This should have nothing to do with his grandson Jin Yi's attitude towards himself. After all, it's more than half a month, and the spring flowers are blooming in the courtyard, but the relationship between the husband and wife is still frozen. Even his husband refused to set foot in it, except for Zhao Yan's willingness to come, Fang Man Ting's door was arrogant, almost the most deserted place among all the masters' residences in the entire Jin Mansion.
Fu Ming is very free before noon every day, and he doesn't want to go to other places to attract attention, so he concentrates all his attention on his own little world.
The house is too standard, perhaps it can be rearranged; the flowers and trees in the courtyard are also relatively monotonous, and in certain seasons, they will become more decayed and need to be remodeled.
Fu Ming asked Lu Fei to inquire with Nanny Zhaoyan whether the personal courtyard has the right to take care of it independently. The nurse said, logically, if the masters are dissatisfied with the residence, they can change it according to their own wishes, but they need to report which manpower and what they need to buy. Now that the old lady is old, Miss Renlan is still young, and besides, there is no other serious mistress, and the affairs of the house are temporarily managed by Jin Yi's concubine, Wang's family. These things must be done through her.
"Young Master, if the others are acceptable, this one might be a little troublesome," Qian Lan said.
As Fu Ming considered it, he started to write the list, "If it works, let's try it first. I still have some dowry money. If it doesn't work, I can use it first."
Lu Fei said: "Sir, this money is unusable. This is what Mama Shen worked so hard to win for you. Mama Shen told us repeatedly before going home that the money is reserved for urgent needs in the future. If you spend a tael or two, you will have to keep an account, it is absolutely necessary to use it to buy some dispensable things."
Fu Ming knew that although Lu Fei respected herself and was gentle and reasonable on weekdays, her temper was very stubborn, and she obeyed her mother's advice. Take this list and ask over there, if we can get these things, we can all live more comfortably!"
Lu Fei took it and went away without any confidence. Not long after, he returned with a complicated look.
"Why, it didn't work?" Xiang Lan asked.
Lu Fei shook his head, "The other side said that things will be counted out in the next few days. When we want it, we can just ask someone to get it."
"That's good! But why don't you look very good? Are you angry?"
"It's not a big deal. It's just that when I asked, the person said that these things are not important. In the past, the masters didn't like to use them. Move and move."
Qian Lan said with an air: "This is another kind of generosity and another step on us! It's like we haven't seen the world, and we haven't used good things."
Lu Fei teased her, "You and I know this well, don't make a loud noise, it's not good for people to listen to. If someone says that we talk about the master in private, we should be punished for being trivial, so I have an opinion on the son. It's a big deal."
"Well, I understand. I'm just talking in front of you."
"The wall has ears, so you have to be more careful."
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In any case, Fu Ming's actions to transform Fang Manting began to be implemented one by one.
Before that, although the room was spacious, there was no study room, so Fu Ming separated the huge hall for meeting guests with a screen. He only used a wooden screen that had not yet been painted. After moving in, he spent a few days painting a picture of a mountain and a stream on it. The stream flows out of the mountains and into the river, and the picture gradually opens up. Finally, the river surface is like the sea, and the boat is like a mustard.
Behind the screen, there is another realm: the books on the bookshelf are scattered, but not cluttered. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the bookcase in front of the shelf are his own. Although they are not many precious treasures, they are all carefully selected by him. Unique, rare elsewhere. There is a window on the left and right sides of the compartment, and there are incense tables under one window. The incense burners are not in the shape of auspicious animals commonly used by wealthy people nowadays, but carved into miniature mountains with pine trees. When the incense is burned, the cigarettes curl. It seems like the realm of the gods; beside the incense burner is the piano case. There is a high stool under the window on the other side, and fresh flowers can be inserted into the vase on the stool, but it is mainly arranged as a semi-open tea room, and tea utensils are readily available.
He also picked and put away the various antiques on the racks in other parts of the house, and replaced them with small potted flowers and some of his own collections, but they were not rare, but he had acquired them from outside in previous years. There are many gadgets, even children's toys, the price is high and low, but they are all novel and interesting.
The colors of the bed tents and curtains, the styles of tea cups and fruit bowls, etc., are all changed one by one...
This is the case in the house, and it is also in the courtyard.
The flowers, plants, fruits and trees are rearranged according to their heights, with pavilions, ponds and porches, showing a pleasing sense of ups and downs and density. There were only a few carp in the pond, but Fu Ming let people keep two turtles and Xia He in it. According to the different flowering times, in early spring, late spring, summer and autumn, and even winter, some flowers of various colors are planted separately, so as to ensure that there are pleasant colors at all times, and it becomes a real garden full of flowers.
Finally, on the stone opposite the door in the courtyard, the three characters "Fang Man Ting" are truly engraved.
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Recently, Zhaoyan often whispered in Jin Yi's ear:
"Father, Uncle Ming distributed tea to Yan'er in the new tea room today. There is a word written on it. Uncle Ming said it was 'Zhaoyan'. The tea soup is white and the tea paste is green. It looks better than the one made by Grandpa Li. !"
"Father, Yan'er really likes the Mojo in Uncle Ming's house. It's more interesting than the one the old lady gave Yan'er last time. Uncle Ming wants to give it to me when he sees that I like it, but Yan'er thinks it's still for Uncle Ming. It looks good on the shelf. Next time, Daddy, let's check it out too!"
"Dad, a few more small saplings were planted in Uncle Ming's yard today. Uncle Ming said that these small saplings will bloom next year, and Yan'er also helped with watering!"
"Daddy..."
The speaker is really intentional, but the listener has no intention at all.
One day, when Jin Yi returned to the mansion from the yamen, just as the sun was approaching west, he asked the servants, but before the old lady sent someone to pass the word, Zhao Yan was still staying at Fu Ming’s place, so he changed his court clothes and went to Fang Man Ting. go.
Before I was admitted to the hospital, I could hear good birds chirping inside, making a rhythm, and a plum blossom as white as a pile of snow was stretching on the wall, indicating the strong spring feeling that could not be hidden.
After being admitted to the hospital, the three characters "Fang Man Ting" came into view. The characters were dark green and blended with the stones covered with mottled green moss.
The two little girls were dozing off with Maimai Xiehui under the porch, but Jin Yi didn't disturb them, and walked through the twists and turns into the house. There was no one in the hall, but laughter came from behind the screen.
Jin Yi glanced at the main room, and sure enough, he found a Mojo on the shelf. It was originally a gadget. It was placed on the wooden shelf with other things, but it was like a child's eye to see the world. The unusual feeling, fresh and not abrupt, shows the unique taste of the owner.
Jin Yi retracted his gaze, walked around the screen, and stood in a corner that no one had noticed yet. He saw Fu Mingzheng making a kite with Zhaoyan and a few maids. There were two already-made kites flying on the ground, one was a colorful butterfly. One is a golden carp; there is another one in production, which should be in the style of a child with a tiger's head and a tiger's head, and looks somewhat similar to Zhaoyan in terms of clothes.
Several people cooperated tacitly, and at first glance, they already had experience in cooperation. Zhao Yan said with a smile while winding the thread: "This one is ready, is it for me?"
Fu Ming said: "Yan'er will give you whichever one you like. Do you want to keep it with Uncle Ming, or take it back by yourself? If you leave it here, it will be all tied up in a few days. Let's fly a kite together. "
Lu Fei smiled and said, "Fly a kite and drive away bad luck, this year will be smooth and safe at the end of the year!"
Zhao Yan replied without hesitation: "Yan'er likes this doll kite, Yan'er will put it with Uncle Ming! Yan'er wants to fly the kite with everyone!"
"This little doll is so big, it's about to catch up with your body, young master, can you hold it up?" Qian Lan said with a smile.
"Sister Liu Xing accompanies me!" Zhao Yan pointed to his maid, "She is older than me and has some strength, so it's definitely not a problem."
"Then I've got the light of our brother Yan!" Liu Xing laughed.
"There are still a few days, everyone will be one by one."
"Thank you, son." Everyone said in unison, all smiles on their faces.
Jin Yi looked at the elegant room that was cluttered with colored paper, threads, etc., and a bunch of colorful people who were having fun together. Some of them didn't know how to highlight their existence. After standing for a while, he made a fake cough, and Fu Ming and the others raised their heads one after another. Seeing that he was coming, they all stopped their work and got up.
Jin Yi didn't stop, just nodded to Fu Ming, and led Zhao Yan, who was obviously still unfinished, away.
Along the way, Zhaoyan still kept talking about the various things that happened in Fu Ming today, trivial, but in his heart, they were all interesting and happy.
His mouth was dry, Zhaoyan spit and said, "Dad, Uncle Ming's Fang Manting is much more interesting than the place where Yan'er lives."
Jin Yi thought, no wonder children always love to run there these days! Children, I think they like fresh and interesting things, so they said: "You can ask your uncle Ming to help you rearrange the place where you live."
"Is it really possible? Thank you, Daddy!"
"You don't need to thank me. You should thank the person who helped you. However, I'm just making a suggestion. You have to agree to it."
"Uncle Ming can help me if Daddy agrees, and with Daddy's words, Uncle Ming will definitely agree."
At a young age, it is clear. Jin Yi smiled and said no more, letting Zhaoyan talk all the way to the old lady's house with interest. However, in the end, he still gave a small lesson to the children who have been playing crazy recently: "Master of everyone, no matter how young you are, you have to become a person, restrain yourself, and don't go too far, understand?"
Zhaoyan nodded and said obediently, "I understand, thank you father for teaching me."
That night, the Jin Mansion was still calm and a little quiet. But today Jin Yi set foot in Fangmanting for the first time, but it has spread to various houses one after another. After hearing that he was just going to pick up Zhaoyan and didn't stop there, some people sighed, some laughed...
No matter how good his spring looks, it is in vain that Dongjun refuses to care for him.