Wearing books: relying on family wealth to start a decadent career

A night's rest is relaxing and physical fatigue is disappearing.

Early morning is always a longing for me. The sky is foggy and it is raining lightly.

After opening the door, a burst of cold air hit my face.

Xu Suiran tied up his clothes, took the oil-paper umbrella behind the door, opened it and went into the rain.

The Xu family's house was given by the Lord. The article Xu Guanqing wrote was seen by the Lord, and he appreciated him more.

The room Xu Suiran lived in was relatively remote, and Cheng Man's face was as cold as an iceberg when he chose this courtyard.

Ever since their family left Tancheng and came back, Cheng Man felt that her son's temperament had changed. He still respected them, but he was not as close to them.

This discovery made Cheng Man sad for a while.

Her son had many ideas, and it was difficult for her to interfere, so she could only let him.

Xu Suiran walked very lightly, and his arms hanging by his sides could be seen swinging slightly.

The rain wasn't heavy, but some of it inevitably splashed onto the hem of my clothes.

When he came to the main hall, Xu Suiran put away his umbrella and handed it to the servant, his hands feeling a little cool.

"Father, mother."

Cheng Man was thinking about adding fat to Bai Ye's body as soon as possible, and took a moment to look at him: "Get up."

He pinched Bai Ye's face lightly again.

Xu Guanqing just said "hmm" in a gentle and not serious tone.

Bai Ye, who was let go, rubbed his cheek and timidly shouted: "Brother."

Being raised in someone else's home, Bai Ye lost the carefreeness he had when he first met Xu Suiran.

Xu Suiran didn't care about this, smiled warmly at her, and invited her to sit down together.

There was a slight clanking sound of porcelain, mixed with the sound of chewing food.

The Xu family seems to be used to these noises, and if someone talks, it will probably make people unhappy.

Xu Suiran only finished a bowl of porridge and then put down his bowl and chopsticks. Seeing this, Xu Guanqing jumped in front of Cheng Man and said, "Is that all you need to eat?"

"The government office still has something to do."

As he spoke, he straightened his clothes, and suddenly a thin little hand came into his sight, with a fat white bun sitting in the palm of his hand.

Xu Suiran took it calmly and patted the other person's head with his other hand: "Thank you, sister."

After all, he got up and left.

"Why are you so busy?" Xu Guanqing blurted out, and quickly shut his mouth when he realized what he said.

Pretending not to see Cheng Man glare at him, he lowered his head and took a bite of the bun.

Xu Suiran's current job was due to Xu Guanqing's recommendation to the Lord. After they came back, Xu Suiran was getting older, so Xu Guanqing was thinking about arranging some job for him.

I just didn't expect that this stay would last until now.

Xu Suiran crossed the gate of Mingxin Mansion, and before he could put down his umbrella, he bumped into Pei Zhen who was in a hurry.

"What's wrong?" He frowned and pulled him back.

Pei Zhen wanted to throw the person away, but when he heard the voice and recognized who it was, he hurriedly said: "Mingchuan ran away. He ran away from me before his injury healed."

These words made Xu Suiran more and more puzzled, and he even had a bad feeling: "Why is he hurt?"

"I..." Pei Zhen felt that his mind was extremely confused. If he spoke out, he would probably have lunch.

At that moment, he didn't want to speak anymore, so he took the person and left.

When I met Li Fuying, I just said a few words casually.

"I'll fine you two a month!"

"Then let's ask for leave!"

Li Fuying was left standing there, glaring angrily at their backs.

The colors of the trees on the roadside are even brighter, and the unstoppable rain drips down the leaves onto the ground.

At this time, only two hurried figures could be seen running on the street. One was holding a longer hem, and the other was holding a closed umbrella.

Perhaps the sudden rainy day disrupted people's plans.

Jie Xi Pavilion, which originally opened early, is now closed, and it is unclear what is going on inside.

Pei Zhen stood at the door panting, and the hand he placed on the door to knock on the door was shaken by a sound.

The whole person was so frightened that he stepped back.

He looked dumbfounded at the people who rushed in regardless, and even the umbrellas he had taken along the way were thrown outside the door.

When have you ever seen Xu Suiran like this?

There were only four men guarding the lobby, and they were startled by the big movement. They even walked up to him before they could react.

Xu Suiran spoke first to calm down his mood: "Where is Aying?"

Ming Huaying felt that it would be better if some strange things did not exist.

Last night everyone sent everyone off and went back to their rooms to sleep. I slept peacefully at first, but then I just felt chills all over my body.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw dense woods and an incomplete sky.

The cave where we are now is pitch black, and we can't see how much space there is.

Apart from being a little wet from the rain, there was no other discomfort on her body.

She didn't notice anyone else's presence, and her purse was still hidden in her underwear.

Judging from the current level of weirdness, it was impossible for her to come here on her own initiative.

The most urgent thing is to leave first.

Ming Huaying moved lightly to the entrance of the cave. Outside there were only large trees and weeds, and it was so quiet that she couldn't be sure.

He could only hold on to the wall outside the cave to stabilize himself.

She looked around as she walked, and she could see the shadow of a village after passing through the forest.

Ming Huaying's heart skipped a beat. She glanced at the muddy shoes under her feet and suddenly felt unbearable pain in her soles.

Relying on his memory, he chose a shortcut to the village. At this time, Ming Huaying was exhausted.

She reluctantly cheered up and knocked on her back, when a person walked towards her. There was nowhere to hide, so she could only exhale and hope that the other person didn't recognize her.

however.

"Shopkeeper Ming."

Ming Huaying forced a smile and looked at the other person. From a close distance, she could recognize that this was the only woman from the west of the city to whom she had given makeup.

The woman looked happy, and was shocked when she saw Ming Huaying's clothes, and hurriedly led the man to her home.

Ming Huaying closed her eyes and tried to erase the memory, but the touch in her hands was real.

Fortunately, she had the habit of getting up at night and putting on clothes. She walked from the east of the city to the west of the city wearing a coat, until she met someone in the morning.

Ming Huaying covered her forehead and no longer wanted to think about why she came here.

The woman saw her confused expression and wisely did not ask her any questions.

He poured a glass of warm water and handed it over: "It's cold in the morning. Shopkeeper Ming drank it to keep away the cold."

"Thank you." His voice had been cold all night, and his words were now hoarse.

She held the clothes the woman gave her in her hand, and tried to hide her face with a tea cup in her other hand.

Seeing this, the woman suppressed her laughter and spoke to distract her thoughts: "I still use the jar of rouge you gave me. I was thinking about when to go to Jiexi Pavilion to have a look again, but I didn't expect to see it."

Ming Huaying put down her cup and smiled, holding on to her clothes tighter.

The woman added: "I originally wanted to call the boy over there to come for dinner this morning. By the way, tell the shopkeeper if you are hungry."

After saying that, he got up and went to the kitchen to bring the food.

Ming Huaying accepted the woman's kindness and caught what she said: "Is there anyone new living in the village?"

The woman seemed to have had no one to talk to for a long time, and she immediately kept talking: "It's been a month since we moved in. We were originally four brothers. These boys seemed to be quite honest. Anyone who had too much stuff would be stuffed into them. Pushed back.”

"Four?" Ming Huaying took a bite of pickles and asked blankly.

"Yes, there are four." The woman thought about it again, "But one was missing some time ago. The youngest one said that their eldest brother went out to work and would come back to pick them up in a while."