The ninety-ninth bowl of soup Yao Miao (1)
… was still a child.
But compared to the previous world, he is a little older, probably seven years old, with red lips and white teeth, delicate and tender, and the clothes on his body are of high-quality materials, and the fox fur around his neck alone is worth a fortune. The carriage was a bit wobbly while driving, it was cold, and it was snowing heavily, the road on the ground was very slippery, the driver was extra careful when driving, for fear of shocking the nobles inside.
Qing Huan in the carriage was holding a small heater in her arms. She felt that this body was not very healthy, because there was always something stuck in her throat and she wanted to cough. Eyes, I asked: "Miss, do you want some sweet soup? When the old lady came back, she specially told the servants that if the lady coughed, drink some rock sugar pear soup, it can relieve the cough."
"No need." Qing Huan hugged the hand stove even tighter. It wasn't cold in the carriage, but she just felt chills in her bones. Just by noticing this, she knew that this body might not last long, so she secretly suppressed it. Those things are not good, but she still looks sick and weak on the surface. In her heart, she roughly strokes her current identity. Although she has been here for half a year, she still needs to review it. After all, she has lived in the country for half a year. The Duke's Mansion, I don't know what's going on in the Lu Mansion.
She had just returned to her own home from her grandmother's house. Her mother died young, and because she was the only daughter left, her grandmother loved her so much that she refused to let her come back every time she went to stay for a while. This time, the grandmother was sick and missed her granddaughter, so she was allowed to come back to the Lu residence. Grandma cried when she left, and the old man was getting old, so she sent it to the gate of the house. Basically, these are the things that need to be paid attention to, and the others are trivial. In this world, she is just a supporting role, and the love, hatred, and sorrow of others are meaningless to her, not to mention that she is not here for others.
I don't know where that person is.
Qing Huan was thinking like this, seeing that she didn't want to sleep anymore, with a gloomy and sick look in her eyes, she couldn't help but want to say something to make Miss happy, and said quickly: "The old lady sent someone to pick up Miss so early, After a while, the Duke and the young masters will not see the young lady when they go back, and there will be trouble again! Like last time, if they come to our Lu residence again, the old lady will beat them with a broom again."
He said so on the lips, but in his heart he was really envious of his young lady's background and luck. The mother is the eldest daughter of the Duke's mansion, and the father is the eldest son of Lu Ge. The two parents are very affectionate, but it is a pity that the lady's body gradually deteriorated after giving birth to the young lady, and she soon let go, leaving the baby in her infancy. Miss. Because of this, everyone dotes on the young lady very much, not only the elders, but the old man has raised the young lady under his knees since childhood, and the Duke's mansion is even more doting, and the elders on both sides are rushing to take the young lady. During the first half of the year, the young lady had to live in each other for half a year. During this half year, the elders often asked the young lady to come back and have a look.
If one were to talk about one's family background, it is natural that princesses with gold branches and jade leaves are more noble, but if one really wants to say who is the most favored and most unneglectable lady, it must be Miss Qing Huan of their Lu Mansion!
However, Miss was too young when she was born, and her bones have always been bad. The imperial doctor said that she has a congenital disease, so she can only live well, and maybe she can live for a few more years. Because of this, everyone in the house dared not disobey, even dared to speak loudly in front of the young lady.
Only young ladies are worthy of such honor. The girl quietly glanced at Qing Huan, even though the young lady grew up with her own eyes, she still felt shocked by the delicate beauty of this little girl.
Qing Huan remembered the look of her grandmother standing at the gate of the mansion when she came back earlier, her head hurt a little, and she felt as if she had done something rebellious, but her grandmother was ill, and her grandfather wrote several letters asking her to come back. She also knew in her heart that this was just a fight for favor among the elders, but as a filial child, she would not expose it. Speaking of which, she hasn't come back for half a year, and her health is not good. The elders are very considerate and won't let her run back and forth. It was just a few days away from returning to the Lu Mansion, so the grandparents probably couldn't bear it before they started pretending to be sick.
She was brought by her grandfather to taste tea and read and write big characters every day in the Duke's Mansion. When her grandmother saw her, she always scolded her grandfather, saying that she was too young to let her have fun, and she wrote and read all day long. , afraid of tiring her. In fact, it is also very difficult for Qing Huan to pretend. She knows what the old man taught her. She can play piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry, and Fu. However, the old man became excited. He felt that his granddaughter was a child prodigy, and none of his sons or grandsons could compare to her! If Qing Huan had been in better health, the old Duke probably wouldn't let her go easily.
This is also the reason why Qing Huan has always been weak and sick—this kind of physique is really convenient~
If she hadn't stopped her, grandma would probably have sent her to the gate of the Lu residence. Fortunately, my grandfather and several uncles and cousins were not there in the morning, otherwise, come back early? I'm afraid it will turn the sky upside down.
Apart from being short-lived, this Lu Qinghuan is simply loved by thousands of people.
Seeing Lu's residence from a distance, the girl Xuebi hurriedly said: "Miss, we are almost there, look quickly, the elder is waiting at the door!"
This father, Qing Huan, hasn't had time to see her yet. She happened to be in the Duke's Mansion during the six months she arrived, so she still doesn't know what the Lu Mansion is like. When I first came here, I heard that the girl next to me was called Xuebi, so I changed the names of the other girls.
They are called Coke Hedy and Fanta respectively.
The eldest son of the Lu family is called Lu Zhihan. He is twenty-eight this year. He has a mustache in order to look stable. He looks like a handsome and handsome young man, very handsome and outstanding. Seeing the carriage of the Duke's Mansion, he went down the steps, and when the carriage arrived, the driver put down the stool, he went straight over and hugged his daughter who was wrapped in a small rice dumpling.
Qing Huan was hugged by the beautiful man, feeling very comfortable in her heart, and called Daddy sweetly, Lu Zhihan was delighted, and asked softly: "Ah Nan is back, do you still recognize Daddy?" Although he would go to the Duke's Mansion every few days Looking at my daughter, but it's not as comforting as being in my own arms.
Qing Huan nodded, "Nannan" was the name for a baby. Before she had a name, the mansion called her that. Later, when she grew up and had a name, the mansion still called her that. "It's cold outside, why isn't dad waiting inside."
"Ah Nan is so good, she still thinks about Daddy." Lu Zhihan was so moved that he was about to cry, he kissed his daughter's tender cheeks, and treated her like a little baby, but in fact she was just a little baby, even seven years old. She is tall and weak by birth, making her grow slower than others, and the other ladies in the house are all taller than her by the age of five.
Speaking of carrying her into the mansion, the Lu mansion is very large, with carved beams and painted buildings, flying pavilions and Xiangdan, which is very rich in heritage. The Lu family is a century-old scholarly family, and there have been several grand masters. It has always been known as a family full of peaches and plums. Fu, who teaches a group of mischievous little boys all day long, and loves his soft and well-behaved daughter even more.
Walking along the way, Qing Huan saw someone kneeling beside the lotus pond after entering the mansion from a distance. He didn't look very old, so she asked, "Daddy, there is someone kneeling there."
Lu Zhihan glanced at him lightly, not paying much attention: "Don't worry about him, he's your second uncle's bastard."
Lu Zhihan has two younger brothers, both born in the concubine of the old man. According to the information Qing Huan has learned, their relationship is quite harmonious. After all, the only treasure of a scholarly family is the collection of books. Their prestige is greater than their official positions, so there is nothing to argue about. Lu Zhihan is indifferent and gets along well with his two younger brothers, but that's all. Qing Huan's two uncles are different from this father. After losing his wife, his father only has one daughter, and his love is like a jewel in his palm. But the two uncles have several side rooms and many children. But because of this, None of them could compare with Qing Huan's status.
Whether it is in the Lu Mansion or the Duke's Mansion, no matter how many children there are, she is the favorite of all.
But when Qing Huan looked at the shivering boy in the cold wind, he couldn't bear it. "Daddy, take me over there and have a look. Have I seen this brother?"
"I've never seen it before." Lu Zhihan said. "He was brought in by your second uncle." He didn't want his daughter to know about dirty ears, so he summed up the mess in one sentence.
When Lu Zhihan said Qing Huan in this way, he understood. "Doesn't that brother have a mother? Like me?"
Lu Zhihan's eyes suddenly softened: "How can he compare with my aunt, although aunt has lost her mother, she still has her father, grandparents, and uncles."
"Is there no brother?"
"No." Lu Zhihan looked at the boy with disgust.
"Isn't that poor brother very pitiful?" There were snowflakes in the sky, oil-paper umbrellas covered their heads, cloaks were draped over them, and the stove was hugged, but the boy's clothes were not much more than those in summer, and there was snow under his knees , Kneeling for a long time, I am afraid that my legs will be broken. "Daddy, let brother get up, it's so cold."
His daughter is kind-hearted, so of course Lu Zhihan will not refuse, but it is just to make people stop kneeling, even if his daughter wants the moon in the sky, Lu Zhihan will find a way to pick it off for her. "Lu San, go tell him not to kneel."
Lu San is the housekeeper in Lu Zhihan's yard, and ran over after answering. Qing Huan was held in Lu Zhihan's arms, with his head resting on his shoulder, and he glanced at him from a distance. The boy was not steady when he got up, probably kneeling After a long time, he fell into the ice and snow again.
But no one helped him up.
Lu San passed on the words of the old man and left. The servants who passed by the young man didn't even look at him. To them, his life was probably worse than that of an animal.