Chapter 208: This winter leaves

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Wei Yuewu has been watching Hongye quietly, seeing her eyes flashing, silently sliding a sneer under her eyes, it seems that Hongye should also know something inside.
"Acer, since my father has been obsessed with my mother, I don't want my mother's yard to be ruined and desolate? I want to borrow from Acer the key to my mother's yard and clean it up before my father arrives." Wei Yuewu smiled slightly and took Acer's topic.
"This ..." Acer hesitated.
Mrs. Hou's courtyard is not accessible to anyone who wants to enter it. Madam Tai sometimes does not know what to do, only hope that everyone ignores the existence of that courtyard.
"Isn't it possible? I still say that Acer's words are coaxing me. In fact, my father has no affection for my mother, and would like to see the courtyard where my mother used to live, broken?" Wei Yuewu frowned slightly, Long eyelashes flickered, bringing a touch of sadness.
The biological mother died prematurely, and the biological father ignored the birthplace of his biological mother.
"No ... it's not like this ..." Acer, who had always been experienced, couldn't help but stutter at this time. She just came to send a letter for Mrs. Tai to express the kindness of Aunt Dong to Miss Liu, this Whatever the case, it took me to Mrs. Hou's yard.
Moreover, she could not deny that Hou Ye's affection for Mrs. Hou has always been in her eyes. Many people in Hou knew, and besides, Hou Ye's mind has always been unpredictable, and Acer did not dare to say it blindly.
When Miss Liu was absent before, it was okay to say what Hou Ye was absent, but Miss Liu was there, I'm afraid it would really cause some wrongs.
Acer suddenly regretted this time that he didn't let people arrange Mrs. Hou's yard early.
"I do n’t care if I feel embarrassed. When I wait for my father to return home, I will tell my father directly! I want to ask my father, why have you let your mother ’s yard desolate since you have been thinking about your mother for so many years. "Wei Yue Wu is not in a hurry, looking at Acer's leisurely road.
But the meaning in this sentence is not so supple!
Acer also began to sweat cold on his forehead. Who dares to slap up to Hou Ye in this kind of thing, if it really provokes Hou Ye, she knows clearly that Mrs Tai may not be able to keep herself .
"Miss Six wants to sort it out, so you don't have to go to Houye. Ms. Liu is not the other lady in the house, but is Mrs. Hou's biological daughter. Of course, you can do it. Miss Six. "Acer said as she untied a bunch of keys from her waist.
Pick out one and respectfully dedicate it to Wei Yue Wu.
Jin Ling took it aside and thanked with a smile: "Thank you Acer! With this key, our lady can go and clean up first, so that when Hou Ye returns to the house, if he wants to go to Mrs. Hou's yard, Not to be angry at seeing the ruined scene. "
"It was the fault of the old slave. The old slave should have sent someone to sort it out. It was just a while ago that Miss Two frequently had troubles. The old slave accompanied Mrs. Tai and forgot about it for a while. It is really the fault of the old slave, and she still hopes that Miss Liu will forgive me! "Acer apologized, but she put all the responsibilities on Wei Yan.
It means that you have worked hard and forgotten to sort it out, and it will only cause such negligence.
"It's okay, please return to Acer. I'll clean it up in a moment!" Wei Yue Wu heard the words, and glanced silently across Acer's face, her lips slightly hooked.
"Yes, yes ... old slave report ..." Acer wanted to leave subconsciously, suddenly remembering the steps of this trip, immediately stood still, turned back, and smiled, "Miss Six, Mrs. Tai let you and San Miss, pick up Hou Ye and Aunt Dong tomorrow. "
Only when she was in a state of confusion, she almost forgot about the business. She would think of it again. She always felt weird. Was this topic accidentally taken care of by Miss Liu?
"Got it, please come back!" Wei Yuewu smiled silently, nodded, it should be the case.
Seeing Wei Yuewu agree so refreshingly, Acer wiped a sweat in secret, and resigned to Wei Yuewu.
"Miss, what does Mrs. Tai mean? It's normal for Master Hou to come and pick you up. What is it that asks you to pick up Master Hou and Aunt Dong? She is a little aunt, what shelf can you pick up?" Jin Ling Putting the key in his hand on the table, said indignantly.
Wei Yuewu got up and walked to the window. The exquisite little face was illuminated by the dappled sunlight outside the window, and it was faintly said, "Should you want to show some affection for me?"
In any case, Aunt Dong is just incidental. Although the words in the house say so, the rumors outside will only say that they will pick up their father, not to mention that from the words of Mrs. Tai and Acer, also know this Dong Auntie is a deep-throat person. Even though her father hasn't let up, she has always been devoted to staying with her father, and she seems to have no complaints.
Anyone would think Aunt Winter is a good one.
Therefore, she cannot step down under the eyes of the public, and she will even hold herself up and hold her high, in order to win the image of a virtuous woman who is dedicated to serving Huayanghou without seeking fame. .
Wei Yuewu can even guess, then the purpose of Aunt Dong to let herself and Wei Yuejiao meet is to let more people see their sisters in harmony, see her love and concern for herself, and even Will surpass her daughter.
This will make everyone feel that this mother-in-law is not only arrogant and rude, but also arrogant and insignificant ...
"It's okay, we will continue tomorrow. Since Aunt Dong wants to act, we will cooperate with her." Wei Yuewu looked up and looked out the window. A leaf was scattered sporadically outside the window, and it finally fell from the tree. , Withered and fallen.
"At the end of the painting, you grew up in the country?" Wei Yuewu stretched out Bai Nen's hand. Coincidentally, the yellow leaf fell on her palm.
Xuenen's skin is lined with yellow leaves, which has a weird taboo and feeling, but it makes people see this hand and this leaf at a glance!
"Yes, slaves grew up in the countryside when they were young. At that time, slaves were small, but remember to have fun, and sometimes they went out with their siblings, just playing too crazy." I remember spending my childhood in the countryside. At the end of the free time, I was very happy at the end of the painting, and when things were all right, I would come up and talk about it.
A few ringlets, including Wei Yue Wu, have heard her talk about those funny things in the country.
"I remember you said that you would use leaves, insects, and they are very similar." Wei Yuewu looked at the leaves in his palm.
"Yes, the slaves will pierce, but this will be winter. The leaves are very dry. I am afraid that if you move it a little, it will break and form. You can only keep it for a while." At the end of the painting, I looked at Wei Yuewu's hands. Leaves.
Summer leaves can't be compared with winter leaves. The flexibility is not so good and it can't last.
"It doesn't matter, I just need to keep it for a while!" Weiyuewu's expression remained unchanged, and the butterfly-like long eyelashes flickered twice. She still focused on the leaves in her hands, and there was a meaningful smile on the lips of the cherry ... ...
The courtyard door was pushed open, as if heavy in his heart.
It can be seen that the yard has also been cleaned up, but because of the long time, there are faint grass faint marks on the crevices on the path, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves.
Wei Yue Wu walked in with her skirt in and walked down. All the leaves were soft, and she bit her lip, pressing down the sore heart.
It is said that this was the courtyard of Huayang Hou's favorite wife, but now it has failed.
The courtyard is very large, a little bigger than the Qinghe courtyard, and you can see the heyday at that time, standing in the courtyard, closing your eyes slightly, and there are some intermittent fragments that seem to slip past your eyes.
The others are unclear, only a clear and refined face, appearing in the memory from time to time ...
It was the face of the mother, with tenderness in her beauty, so kind eyes, as if crossing time and space, pressing her hand on the chest, a little suffocation, some pain, not the kind of sensory pain, but the real It hurts, and the whole person squatted down.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Shu Fei first exclaimed that Wei Yuewu was wrong.
"I'm okay!" Wei Yuewu gritted her teeth, feeling the pain in her body receding like a tide, just like the pain at that moment, just an illusion.
"Miss, slaves help you in and take a rest." At the end of the painting, he stopped to pick up the tree, and walked anxiously.
"No need, you continue to pick some leaves!" Wei Yuewu shook her head, stood up with Shu Fei's hand, wiped the cold sweat from the instant pain when she wiped the parchment, and calmed down after standing.
"Miss, are you really okay?" Jin Ling asked with concern.
"No problem!" Wei Yuewu shook her head, let go of Shu Fei's hand, and went inside.
The door opened and smelled of dust. Looking at the thick layer of dust on the tabletop, it was clear that no one had cleaned here.
Turned over the flower stand and went into the slightly-picked inner room. Although there was dust in the inner room, it looked very neat in general. If it was not the dust, you might even think that the hostess was leaning on the window of Xiang Fei and handling the account. Ben, embroidering occasionally, looked back at the girls playing in the house, his eyes overflowing with tenderness.
Jin Ling watched Weiyuewu's face was too pale, and could not help but suggest: "Miss, go to the yard first, there is a lot of dust here, slaves let people clean in before you come in."
"Yes, miss, you go and see first. The windows have been closed tightly, and they are very sullen." Shu Fei went to the window, pushed the window gently, opened the window, and a cold wind came in. Some The dust was blown up.
Wei Yuewu nodded, backed out, and walked back.
Jin Ling and Shu Fei instructed the girl ring and mother-in-law brought from the Qinghe courtyard to clean up the courtyard together.
Wei Yuewu took the painting to the back of the house. There is a small garden in the back of the main house. It is not big, but it has its own rockery and flowing water. This is not found in any garden in Huayang Houfu.
The water in the pond had dried up long ago, and there was not even a little tide at the foot of the rockery. There used to be a small half of this rockery in the pond.
"At the end of the painting, you still have to pick up some needed leaves. I'm standing here!" Wei Yuewu narrowed her eyes and looked at the rockery at a high place. It seems that there is such a rockery in memory, but because time has passed Too long, and she is too young to think long ago.
"Miss, then the slaves pick some from the side. If you have anything, call slaves." Looked at the thick leaves on the path, and nodded at the end of the painting, but worried about the Yueyue dance, concerned.
"I'm fine!" Wei Yuewu walked slowly to the rockery, stretched out her hand and touched the rockery gently. The real sense of touch made her face paler. This is where she lived in childhood, once said It is the most central courtyard of Houfu House in Huayang.