Maid of a wealthy family

Chapter 27
But the butler was still looking at her, and deliberately urged, "Let's go, girl! What's wrong with you?"

Chrysanthemum gritted her teeth, pulled herself together, and took a few steps forward.However, she felt that her legs were weak, as if they had been filled with lead.She cried out in her heart: "My God, what should I do? Do I just go back like this and hurt my parents and brother Longgui..." Thinking, she stood down involuntarily, and turned to ask the butler:
"Is this the idea of ​​the master and madam?"

The big housekeeper hurriedly said: "This is not the meaning of the master, the old lady, or the wife! The master is busy doing good things all day long, so I will try to persuade you with more words."

What are you doing?The old madam and madam are so reluctant to part with you, it is because of your previous life!Think carefully about the days when you came to Lan Mansion, what food, clothing, and housing did you live in?Why bother to leave in a fit of anger?You don't think about yourself, but you also have to think about your parents!Is it easy for your parents to give birth to you and raise you?As the saying goes, only when you raise a son will you know your mother's hard work, and only when you raise a daughter will you repay your parents' kindness, why bother to force your parents when your family is suffering from poverty..."

Chrysanthemum listened, tears could not help rolling down again.

The big housekeeper saw him and continued to say: "Girl, I know you are a sensible child. I don't care if you hear my words or not. However, when a person lives in this world, he must have a conscience, right? When you left just now, you saw the mood of the old lady and the wife. They are indeed reluctant to part with you! This person can only be confused for a while, but not forever. Listen to me, girl, go back! It is the person who has covered most of the earth, how can he harm you? 1 After speaking, the housekeeper stared at the chrysanthemum.

Chrysanthemum listened blankly, she bit her lip tightly, her face turned blue.She understood what the butler said.Yes, she should think for her parents, for Ran Longgui, what will her parents do when she goes back like this?She can't go back!I really can't go back!She thought of Lan Mansion again, and remembered the attitude of the old lady and wife towards her just now.Perhaps, they really liked themselves sincerely.Perhaps, what my wife said last night was really an unintentional word in a moment of pain.Otherwise, why did they still treat themselves like this when they left!Lan Fu is a person who is knowledgeable about books and etiquette, and the master is a person with talent and virtue. Even if the wife has such a heart, the master may not be able to do such a shameless and dishonorable thing.Besides, even the master has this kind of heart, his stomach grows on his body, and if he doesn't agree to "borrow", how can they force himself to "borrow"?When the time comes, I will fight to the death, so why leave in such a hurry?If they really didn't have that kind of heart, not only did they really lose a good opportunity to worry about clothing and food, but they would also become a heartless person... Thinking of this, Chrysanthemum really regretted it.She blamed herself for being impulsive and confused in her heart, but she felt that she had already walked out, and she was afraid of causing the old lady and wife to laugh at her if she wanted to go back, and she really didn't want herself anymore.

At this time, the housekeeper seemed to have seen through her mind, and immediately said: "Girl, are you afraid that the old lady will blame you when you go back? No way! The old man is willing to plead for you in front of the old lady..."

After hearing this, Chrysanthemum glanced gratefully at the butler, and murmured: "I, I would, would like to go back..." After speaking, she immediately lowered her head anxiously.

The butler heard this and said happily, "Okay, girl! Don't forget about me from now on! Come on, give me the burden."

Chrysanthemum wanted to say no, but she couldn't help but handed over the burden.

The butler picked up the burden, stood up, patted the dirt on the long gown, and said, "Get up, girl! I'll go ahead, and when I meet people, I will say that Chrysanthemum is a filial girl, and I want to go back to see my mother. But the old lady is inseparable from here, let me take it back, and I will go back in a few days! Look, no one will laugh at you."

After hearing this, Chrysanthemum thanked the housekeeper from the bottom of her heart.As expected, she stood up obediently, followed behind the butler, and walked step by step towards the deep house compound in Lan Mansion.

Chrysanthemum returned to Lan Mansion, sure enough, instead of scolding her, the old lady and Ning seemed even more enthusiastic.The old lady clung to her hand as if she was seeing her for the first time, and said affectionately: "My child, you are back! It's good to be back, we are thinking of you." That expression seemed to be separated several times. like a century.

Ning Shi also came over and grabbed Chrysanthemum's hand, saying: "Good girl, I will never talk nonsense again, don't worry!"

After seeing Chrysanthemum, an uneasy heart gradually settled down.

In the following days, Lan Mansion acted as if nothing had happened.Time passed slowly, and even Xijuan's death and Chrysanthemum gradually forgot.She still lives in the Xiulou inside the Moon Gate, and puts on the silk and satin clothes of Lanfu again, and walks and talks with the old lady in the garden every day as usual, and eats the delicacies of Lanfu as usual.The old lady was also affectionate with her as always, when Ning saw her, the smile on her face was fuller than before.All this made Chrysanthemum feel that she was really too narrow-minded.

During these days, the only thing that made Chrysanthemum feel a little changed was that she met the master more often.In the past, the master often left early and returned late.Ju Lun heard that the master is paying for a school, the purpose is to allow children who have no money to go to school.Chrysanthemum was very moved when she heard this, thinking that her family's grandparents were "blind" for generations, and no one went to school.The master's school has been completed, I wonder if I can let my younger brother learn a few words.She kept this in her heart and planned to tell the master in the future.But during these days, although the master also went out, he left late and returned early, and often met her in the garden.When the master saw her, he would first smile lightly and then nod his head.Although there is no language, it makes Chrysanthemum feel a strange warmth in her heart.Sometimes, the master would stop and say a few words of greetings to her.The master didn't talk much, but he gave Chrysanthemum a kind of warmth.Gradually, Chrysanthemum no longer looked so cramped and shy in front of Lan Hongen.On the contrary, Lan Hongen's kind, approachable, elegant and suave image appeared in her mind from time to time.

This morning, Chrysanthemum came downstairs and saw Lan Hongen making something in the pavilion of Tongming Pavilion.In front of him was a paper bucket made of incense sticks. This paper bucket was square, with a base about one foot in diameter and five feet high, shaped like a pagoda.Lan Hongen was packing the nearby Xiangling, apples, big tomatoes and other fruits into the paper bucket layer by layer. After filling, he cut a small bucket with a piece of cardboard and pasted it on the mouth of the big paper bucket. On both sides of the small bucket, two small flags were inserted, and a stick of incense was inserted in the small bucket.Chrysanthemum didn't know what it was or what it was used for, so she walked over curiously and asked, "Master, what is this?"

Lan Hongen raised his head, his eyes seemed to pass over Chrysanthemum's delicate and beautiful face inadvertently, he smiled slightly, and asked, "Haven't you seen it?"

Chrysanthemum shook her head, feeling ashamed that she was so rare, she also smiled.

Any smile of a girl is so charming, like a lotus flower that has just bloomed.Lan Hongen took the chrysanthemum's smile into his eyes and burned it into his heart, then pointed to the paper bucket and said, "This is called 'Douxiang', you know? Tomorrow night, we will celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival and use the moon."

After hearing this, Chrysanthemum suddenly remembered that tomorrow night is the Mid-Autumn Festival, she couldn't help clapping her hands, and shouted: "Oh, really! I forgot!"

Lan Hongen still smiled kindly, looked at her and said: "Do you remember now? You see, why is this called 'Douxiang', because it is shaped like a bucket, with a big bottom and a small top, and it looks like a pagoda. Light the incense stick, and burn it round and round. After burning, the offering fruit inside will appear, and let Chang'e in the moon come and eat it."

When Chrysanthemum heard this, she couldn't help but exclaimed happily: "That's great! This is the first time I've seen it!"

Lan Hongen looked at her like a child, and said, "Really? Listen, there are still poems." As he spoke, he recited a poem:
"The square incense bucket is offered to the court,

The pennant is brighter in color.

Sandalwood incense row book auspicious language,

The family Luo Bai celebrates the reunion. "

After hearing this, Chrysanthemum said innocently: "My lord, your big family has many rules. I celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival at home. When the harvest is good, I will make a piece of glutinous rice cake at home. When the harvest is bad, I will make a bowl of glutinous rice balls with rice noodles. After eating, go out to 'step on the moon'..."

Lan Hongen hurriedly asked: "Treading the moon, what month?"

Chrysanthemum said: "It's just little sisters in twos and threes, going out together to play happily in the woods or on the lawn."

After hearing this, Lan Horn asked curiously, "How to play?"

After hearing this, Chrysanthemum raised her head and thought for a while, then suddenly blushed and said, "Stop talking."

Lan Hongen laughed loudly, and jokingly said, "I'll know if you don't tell me! Are you talking about girls' secrets?" Chrysanthemum's face turned redder, and she suddenly turned and ran away.

Kelan Hongen stopped her immediately and said, "Hey, don't go, Chrysanthemum."

Chrysanthemum had to stop again.

Lan Hongen said: "Chrysanthemum, I know what you said. It's called 'walking the moon', which is also a custom of Mid-Autumn Festival. Listen, there are poems about it." After speaking, he sang another poem:
"Shadows with fragrance of clothes and moonlight,

The blue sky is as clear as the evening breeze.

Who pities the round fan without a handle,

Once sent off according to the poet. "

After singing, without waiting for the chrysanthemum to speak, he went on to say: "Tomorrow night, the old lady and the wife will go out to walk the moon!"

Chrysanthemum cheered up, and shouted happily: "Really? I'm going too."

Lan Hongen laughed again, looked at Chrysanthemum and said like coaxing a child: "Okay, okay, you go! Why don't you go!" After finishing speaking, as if afraid that Chrysanthemum would leave immediately, he didn't wait for Chrysanthemum to speak. Then said: "Chrysanthemum, sit down and listen to me tell you many customs of Mid-Autumn Festival."

Chrysanthemum was happy, but couldn't help being curious, and she sat down on the wooden railing opposite Lan Hongen.He held his head in his hands, looked at Lan Hongen with clear and pure eyes, and pretended to be listening attentively.

Lan Horn couldn't speak for a while.His gaze also fixed on Chrysanthemum's face, which gradually flushed.

When Chrysanthemum saw it, she quickly put down her hands, cast her eyes on "Douxiang", and said, "Tell me quickly."

Only then did Lan Hongen let out a "huh" and regained his senses.What he was talking about was not about the customs of the Mid-Autumn Festival, but he said obsessively: "Chrysanthemum, your name is really nice!"

When Chrysanthemum heard this, she was a little puzzled, and said, "My parents took it randomly, don't brag about it."

Lan Hongen hurriedly said: "No! No! It's true, chrysanthemum. There are all kinds of flowers in this world, whether it's orchids, plum blossoms, roses or peonies, they are not as good as chrysanthemums!"

Chrysanthemum was still at a loss and said, "You are talking about flowers, but I am a human being."

Lan Hongen said: "A flower is a person, and a person is a flower!"

Chrysanthemum didn't understand anymore, and asked naively: "How can a flower become a human being, and how can a human become a flower?"

After hearing this, Lan Hongen smiled wryly, shook his head, looked at the chrysanthemum and said, "Oh, chrysanthemum, you don't understand! You don't understand!" Then, he walked up and down in the pavilion with his hands behind his back.

When Chrysanthemum saw her, she immediately blushed like a child who had done something wrong.Yes, she is an illiterate village girl, but she can understand the words of the master who went to a foreign school!She suddenly became a little uneasy, and kept looking at Lan Horn with somewhat timid eyes.

Lan Hongen walked for a while, then stopped, his eyes fell on the lotus in the lotus pond, he couldn't help sighing again, then shook his head and recited two lines of poetry:

"Ask what flowers people prefer,

Zeng Yuyuanming came to play with it. "

After singing, he suddenly turned his head to stare at Chrysanthemum, and asked: "Chrysanthemum, do you understand my thoughts?"

Chrysanthemum was full of confusion, shook her head and said, "Master, I don't understand what you're talking about."

Lan Hongen hurriedly said: "You don't understand this? Plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum, chrysanthemum is one of the four gentlemen. 'Drinking magnolia in the morning is like falling dew, and eating autumn chrysanthemum in evening'. I just like chrysanthemums, especially chrysanthemums. The chrysanthemums in the mountains and fields, 'The fairy wears snow, the plain girl does not wear red makeup. The pink butterfly is hard to see, but the sackcloth is more fragrant'..."

The chrysanthemum seemed to understand, stood up and said seriously: "Master, I understand. You like wild chrysanthemums in the corners of the fields. We have a lot of them there. After September, I will go back and cut a big one for the master." Bring the basket!"

After hearing this, Lan Hongen suddenly gave a "puchi" smile, looked at Juhua with burning eyes and said, "You, Juhua, I can't understand you, you will never understand what I mean."

Chrysanthemum was even more embarrassed, blushing and said: "Yes, master! Master's knowledge is great!"

Lan Horn smiled and said, "Okay, okay, Chrysanthemum, let's talk about something else."

Chrysanthemum thought that Lan Hongen would be angry, but Lan Hongen still had a magnanimous smile, she felt relieved, sat down again, and looked at Lan Hongen.

Lan Hongen glanced at the chrysanthemum, his eyes were bright, flashing a kind of gentle and strong brilliance.After thinking for a while, he said, "Okay, Chrysanthemum, I told you a poem just now, but you didn't understand it. Now I'll tell you a story that you can understand, okay?"

Chrysanthemum nodded curiously.

Lan Horn said, "You know the sun and the moon, why does one rise in the east and the other set in the west?"

Chrysanthemum laughed and said, "Who doesn't know this? When daytime comes, the sun rises from the east. When night comes, the moon rises from the east."

(End of this chapter)