It's hard to tell who you saw in the dream. The scene feels a little modern.
The night of the Wu Dynasty, the mosquito nets, the indescribable feeling, is like being surrounded by soft water. In the dim haze, he heard the sound of a slight cough. It took him a long time to react. The slightly raised sheet in the dark, Xiaochan's body, and then Xiaochan sat up halfway and lifted the blanket. He bulged his cheeks in distress and embarrassment, with something in his mouth, and glanced down in distress, as if he was about to cry. Looking at Ning Yi's face again, the throat moved with difficulty, and then he leaned down again.
again in the water...
Ning Yi closed his eyes. The people under him were careful again and moved slowly.
After a while, Xiaochan quietly got out of the thin blanket. She glanced at Ning Yi, pulled the thin blanket, and went down from the bed.
The little maid was obviously also anxious, but she didn't have a complicated expression. She just put on clothes at the end of the bed, buttoned them, and then went out quietly. Not long after, there were scattered sounds of water falling outside the door, probably washing your face, washing your hands, gargling your mouth, and crickets chirping in the grass on a quiet night. Xiaochan quietly pushed the door and came in, quietly closed the door, took off her shoes, undressed, ***, and lay back in Ning Yi's arms, with the scent of fresh water on her body.
"This way... not very good..." Ning Yi said softly.
"Gu, uncle..." Xiaochan shrank her neck slightly, her body froze. Ning Yi smiled: "There's no need for this..."
"But... but... this was originally what Xiaochan wanted to do, and... my uncle is not feeling well... "
Xiaochan said softly. Ning Yi rubbed her hair: "Where did you learn this?"
"Before getting married, a few aunts brought pictures and said yes... said yes..."
She might have been daring to do it, but she was caught, and she couldn't say anything. She turned around in Ning Yi's arms, fell asleep, and put her forehead on Ning Yi's chest. After a long time, Only then did I hear her say: "Uncle... Do you think that Xiao Chan is ignorant and that Xiao Chan is not filial? Dad's business... "
Ning Yi laughed: "Why do you say that?"
"Actually... Mother and brother and sister-in-law both thought that Xiaochan had already been with the uncle... with the uncle... Uh, in fact, when the mother and the elder brother and sister-in-law said that Xiaochan shared a room with the uncle, Xiaochan felt happy... Dad passed away, Xiaochan I didn't actually feel... very sad..."
After she said that, her voice fell. Ning Yi put his arms around her neck and was silent for a long time.
"I can't say, but I'm happy."
"Huh?" Xiaochan blinked.
"Xiaochan entered Su's house when she was four years old?"
"Hmm." Nod.
"Xiaochan feels that the Su family is more important, that she is the maid of the Su family, and... I feel uncomfortable... Although I am very happy, although it may be unfair to you... "
The little girl in her arms didn't understand what she said, she raised her head to look at Ning Yi, and then blinked her eyes in distress: "But... Ben, it's what it is, Xiao Chan was originally... She was going to do these things, and... She got closer and lowered her voice slightly, "Xiaochan likes Uncle..."
"nice! You love it."
"What the uncle said just now..."
"Oh, it's fine." Ning Yi patted her on the shoulder and after a while, "However, it's okay to pay attention to some things. These days... don't be like this..."
"Yeah." Xiaochan nodded obediently, and after a while, "But if... Uncle is not feeling well..."
"It doesn't matter if you endure it, your uncle is very powerful and has perseverance, so why don't you call him Ning Yi."
"But Xiaochan doesn't like the uncle to endure..."
"It's okay if you say it's okay, don't talk too much!"
"Oh."
silence. Then Xiaochan's voice came out in a small voice.
"… Uncle is holding back now?"
"..." Ning Yi opened his eyes and breathed out a wordless breath.
"Okay, I'll take a cold shower."
"I'll take my uncle."
"Lie down! Don't move!"
"Uh… "
"...I know where to wash."
"But… "
"Lie down! Sleep!"
Very harshly criticizing the enthusiastic Xiaochan, Ning Yi put on his clothes and went out. After closing the door, he pouted under the eaves: "Little test." After walking a few steps, he shrugged and said to himself: " With so many storms coming, who am I afraid of..." Then he walked very proudly to the room at the end.
After a while, he sighed, walked back a little wordlessly, pushed the door into the bedroom. Xiaochan lay upright on the inside of the bed, with her hands folded on her belly, and closed her eyes quietly like a mummy to sleep. Ning Yi sighed: "Xiaochan, where is the well? There's no water, I have to fetch it."
Xiao Chan was still sleeping, her eyes were closed, and after a while, her voice came out cutely: "Little! Chan! Sleeping! Going! It's time!"
"… "
Ning Yi was stunned for a while, and then he spread out his hands. How could there be such a sad, beautiful and funny night...
That night, under the leadership of Xiaochan, I went out to find a small stream formed by the well water above, and took a cold shower. Of course, Xiaochan's leadership is not very reliable. The master and servant came out secretly, without disturbing Geng Guard and Dongzhu in the next yard, and then used Xiaochan's memory to find the well, and decisively rushed to nothing.
Xiaochan didn't have a long time to come back to Nanting Village. In the evening, she couldn't figure out where the well was. Then the two masters and servants groped in the dark and searched slowly. Only when they found the stream did Ning Yi take a bath. Since Xiaochan was waiting to take care of her, she didn't have a chance to do a second catharsis. When she woke up the next morning, she felt that she might have dark circles under her eyes.
It was a blessing to be able to return to the room again from there.
For Xiaochan, there may be two emotions in her character at this time.
Peaceful, sad... She was sold into the Su family at the age of four, and her heart had already settled down in the Su family. As for the home in Nanting Village, others said that it was her home, her relatives, she also sent money back every year, brought things back to see, took care of the family, and called them father, mother and brother. , Sister-in-law, but it may be difficult to say clearly how much specific cognition can be.
In the past twelve years, a total of more than ten days of getting together, for this girl who is already fifteen years old and almost sixteen years old, whether she will return to this family in the future, whether there will be fallen leaves returning to their roots, etc. The idea of I am afraid that it is difficult to say. At least for now, I'm afraid she doesn't have many such thoughts. She already lives in the Su family and is the maid of the Su family. She has to help the Su family with many, many things, and serve the young lady and uncle. These are the things that should be taken for granted. As for going home , When she is really free, she may take a leave and come back once. How much can you expect in your heart? It is probably similar to a trivial task that must be done but not at all urgent.
If her heart can be divided into two layers, the more important layer must belong to the Su family, and Nanting Village may be just a few embellishments. Her father passed away, and her sadness is not fake, but this sadness does not belong to the more important layer. It was as if she listened to a little story when she had something important to do, felt emotional or amused, and then ran away in a hurry.
This is the reason why Ning Yi said it was unfair to her. However, many people in this era, including Xiao Chan, may take it for granted, and only he can understand that when a person can think of himself wholeheartedly, this kind of feeling how precious.
One day, if Xiaochan is old and old, and feels that life is not good, she may think of the words "Falling Leaves Returning to the Roots", and think of what it would have been like if she was with those family members. But in Ning Yi's case, he doesn't plan to give her such an opportunity now. Words like this in a lifetime will only be floating clouds in many years. Right now, it's still relatively easy to achieve.
Then, on the fourth day of the funeral…
Singing in the mourning hall, daily wake-up call, and simple entertainment are actually very boring things. Because of the preparation of some gift lists, Ning Yi went to visit the neighbors together with Geng guards and Dongzhu during the day, giving gifts to each family, thanking them for taking care of Xiaochan's family, and then chatting and talking, he was easy-going, The etiquette is also sufficient, but there is also a sense of distance. After the visit, the other party is basically praised. Ning Yi thinks that if he seduces the girls in the village or something, he is afraid that he will be sure of it, and he can't help but sigh.
"... My sister-in-law told my brother today that the gifts we gave to Aunt Mu's house are too expensive, and I also told my brother that we don't need to give such a good gift. If we can get a part of it back, it would be best to supplement the family... But she is not good with me. Speaking of this, my brother loves to save face, and some hesitant, I pretend not to understand... "
In the evening, still sharing a room with Xiaochan, Xiaochan was lying on the bed, shaking her bare calves and slender feet to tell him what happened.
Everyone in the village thought that Xiaochan had a relationship with Ning Yi, but Ning Yi didn't plan to clarify anything at the moment. But he was just sleeping, not doing too many things. As for the discomfort, he could only endure and take a bath with someone in the room. It felt good for the two to talk together. At night, Ning Yi divided the bed.
"You sleep inside, I sleep outside." Then roll the blanket into a long rope and lay it in the middle, "Tell you a story."
"Yeah." Xiaochan moved the place where she was lying.
"In the mountains far away, a guest came to the girl's house one day. He was a gentleman-looking boy. It was raining today, and he asked to stay overnight. Since the girl's house only had one bed, the rivers and lakes rescued and decided to stay together. Sleep. Anyway, the gentleman is upright, and the other party looks very decent. There is a rope in the middle. The girl said that if the rope is messed up the next day, you are a beast, and you are not a gentleman at all. The girl is very beautiful, so that night , the boy of the righteous gentleman bears, bears, bears, the next day, he gets up, haha, the rope really didn't move, he looked up triumphantly, and the girl slapped and slapped it..."
"That boy is so cunning, he must have messed it up at night and figured out a way to straighten it out."
"No, the girl scolded him: 'You are not as good as a beast!'"
Ning Yi shrugged, and Xiao Chan laughed over there.
When he woke up the next morning, Xiaochan was attached to his back like an octopus. Ning Yi felt that he might have crushed the girl, but Xiaochan moved and moved like a marshmallow. Ah, squeezed out from behind him, crawled onto his chest in a daze, and continued to fall asleep.
The blanket was long gone.
On the afternoon of the fifth day, the person who was supposed to visit had basically visited, and then, after another two days, the coffin would be buried in the next day. It was also on this afternoon, in Jiangning City, by the riverside where the willows were green, Nie Yunzhu, who had returned from the store, looked at the old man who had set up a chess booth not far away, and stopped for a while. He had greeted him several times before, and it was considered an acquaintance. Yes, this time, the old man raised his head and smiled, and waved to her over there.
She bowed respectfully, then stroked her hair, which might be a little messy, before trotting towards the chess booth, standing beside the chess booth and talking to the old man with a smile.
The old man also stood up with a smile. After a few words, he stretched out his hand and gestured to the opposite side, and then asked the little girl from the tea stall next to him for a pot of tea. After the two sat down, in the shade of the willow, they chatted about where A man named Ning Liheng in a remote mountain area. This is a good topic. One old and one young who may become father and daughter can be considered to really know each other.
Chess piece, drop the first one...
At this moment, Ning Yi was standing outside the kitchen of the big house full of messy smells, smelling the fishy smell from the dishes in the cauldron, and felt a little bit oozing. This is the best dish in the evening for everyone, because of the meat, but, to be honest, it's really not to his taste...
He can eat this food without changing his face and laughing, but it doesn't mean he really likes it. At this time, he sniffed the taste, nodded with a smile, turned to leave, and the oncoming person came over, thinking that He was satisfied with the taste.
"He is the best cook in our village..."
"Hehehehe..."
Alas, two more days...