embroidery

Du Liu stuck to Qingmo all afternoon, and the recliner was knocked and repaired by two people. At this time, Qingmo was lying on it to embroider, and Du Liu sat cross-legged on the grass, holding the armrest with his arms to watch him thread the needle.

"Master, it's almost time for dinner, what do you want to eat?"

"The cat's ears were still propping up the stomach during the lunch meal at noon."

Noodles are hard to digest, Qingmo doesn't have much appetite, he tilted his head to see Du Liu staring at himself like a puppy, and said funny, "Be careful if Tao Cheng looks at you like this, there should be no reward."

Du Liu looked forward to it even more, "I can't even look at you, Mr. Tao is so precious to you. You are so kind, better than Cowherd and Weaver Girl. You are the couple of gods and gods."

Qing Mo laughed amusedly, "What about you? Is there someone you like?"

"Not yet..." Du Liu continued to trace the carved patterns, and then changed his words, "Actually... Actually, there are some, and they are also in this brothel courtyard. I have secretly liked him for a long time."

"If you want to talk, I will listen quietly."

"Actually...I haven't even spoken to her, no, I haven't talked to her. She...she is dumb, but her name is very nice, her name is Liang..."

Qing Mo put down her hands and cut off the end of the sentence, "Liang Zhi?"

Du Liu was also surprised, "Master, do you know him?"

"The fate of two sides is not considered acquaintance." Qingmo sighed for a while, patted his wrist, "Liu'er..."

Du Liu said, "Hey."

Qing Mo thought to himself, "It's not that I'm boasting, it's lucky to have me, otherwise your sweetheart would be married home by Tao Cheng." He also felt sorry for Liang Zhi, but it's a pity that there is only one Tao Cheng in the world, and with him He promised day and night.

"The good times are hard to bear. Miss Liang is gentle and magnanimous, and treats people kindly. Since you have the heart, you should give it a try."

Du Liu seemed to be grasping at straws, "Master, I... now that you say that to me, I feel numb in my heart, what should I do... how should I show my love? Don't scare the girls."

How to show favor?

Qingmo pursed his lips slightly, and in the blink of an eye he had an idea. He patted his thigh, "Letter! You can write to her first. Can you write?"

"Yes, crooked, I'll practice!" The boy excitedly shook his body from side to side, "Master, what a great idea you have, I...I invite you to dinner!"

As night fell and the sky was so gloomy that the stitches could no longer be seen, Qing Mo simply put away the embroidery, and said with a smile, "Tao Cheng bought a bowl of stone pollen a few days ago, just to cool off the heat, and I'm a bit greedy."

The boy jumped up, "Young Master, wait, I'll come back as soon as I go!"

After running for a few steps, he turned around again, "The stone pollen can add a lot of tricks, what flavor do you want?"

Qingmo recalled for a moment, "I just remember that there are crushed peanuts and cherry meat."

The little servant walked away in a jolt.Qingmo was in a good mood, and went back to the house with the porcelain bowl in his arms, took out his iron box from the bedside drawer, put the leaves and small stones in one by one, only a few flowers were left, the flowers are perishable, Qingmo Regrettably, he had a plan, turned around and took the bowl to the well to fetch water.

He would wash the flowers, tear the petals into small petals, sprinkle them on the stone pollen and eat them together.

Sitting on a stone bench and kneading flowers carefully, a cart came from outside the yard, and two young men greeted Qingmo at the fence, "My lord, let's collect the dirty clothes."

Qingmo always handles the laundry by himself, he waved his hand and said loudly, "I won't bother you."

The two boys didn't seem to hear them, so they called several more times, Qingmo had no choice but to get up and trot to the front, saw three big round wooden barrels on the cart, and thought that it was really hard work in the Yiyuan , he said with a nice smile, "It seems that you two are unfamiliar, you are new here. You won't be used to collect it in the future..."

The voice disappeared suddenly, Qingmo only felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck, and she was caught in nothing in time, and fell into the endless darkness.

Du Liu came back with stone pollen and bought two other boxes of hibiscus cakes. With a smile on his face, he squeezed open the fence door and called, "My lord, I'm back! I just met Miss Liang, and we smiled at each other. Nod your head!"

No one answered him, Du Liu was puzzled when he ran close, and said to himself to the empty courtyard, "Where is the person?"

He put the food on the stone table, the oil lamp was still burning, and the petals in the porcelain bowl were still stained with water droplets. Du Liu remembered that the last time Qingmo came home late, he went to have an affair with Young Master Tao, so... Maybe it was when he was going out that Young Master Tao came to pick him up?

Outside the school.

Tao Che was casually leaning on the side of the carriage chatting with the driver, seeing Tao Cheng come out of the courtyard door with his clothes in his hands, he jumped down and went to meet him, "Brother, I'll pick you up."

Tao Cheng did not say that the accident was a lie, "Are there shackles in the car?"

Tao Che flattened his lips, "It seems that you can be shackled if you have shackles."

When the two got into the car, Tao Che handed the divorce post to his brother, "I delivered it this morning. I'm not at home. I heard that my mother has been crying since she took the post. I cried until noon, and my father didn't coax me when I got home." , and cried until the afternoon before barely stopping.”

Tao Cheng raised his eyes and looked at him, "Don't be alarmist, it's just a marriage contract of interest, it's not worth being so sad as a mother."

There are only a few sentences in the resignation post, rebuking Yang Shuyao for her audacity, and she wants to stay at home and discipline her for a few more years.Tao Cheng put away the post, and heard Tao Che say, "Brother, you don't have to worry about being a mother."

"If I wasn't worried, I would have taken Qingmo away from Suzhou when I found out that Qingmo was sold into a brothel. Why bother to wait until now?"

Tao Che rubbed his face, he has been tossing himself a lot these days, "Brother, when I went back, my mother still had wet eyes, not to mention whether she was doing it for the Tao Mansion or... for what, at least she treats us well."

Tao Cheng pondered, "That day I said that I am not a good example as a brother. From now on, Shuangjiu will understand, so you must never mention me to him."

Tao Che was upset. He was full of words, but he was blocked by these words. When he was about to arrive at the house, he murmured, "Mother asked me to pick you up because she was worried that you would be talked about. Don't make her sad anymore."

The dinner table was full of good soup and dishes, Mr. Tao was not there for the banquet, Shuang Jiu was carried down by the nanny, and the mother and son were left to eat around the round table.

Qiao Qing's eyes were so swollen that she couldn't keep her eyes open, her face was unpainted, and she was pitifully haggard. Tao Cheng picked up some food for her, "Mother, it's not worth it, let's forget it if it doesn't work."

Feeling sore and unspeakable, Qiao Qing choked up with sobs, she could hardly speak, why was he such a good son, why was he ruined by that unlucky thing, and why did he let her down so much.

Wiping her eyes with the handkerchief, Qiao Qing finally said, "Although she hasn't married yet, she has already made a decision, but she did such a ostentatious thing, without any regard for our Tao Manor and where she put you. Didn't I slap you in the face?"

Still speaking in a soft voice, with a hoarse crying voice, not angry, but rather aggrieved, "Cheng'er, don't worry, mother will find a good girl for you again, so you won't be insulted like this again."

Tao Che just put his head down and stuffed his mouth full. Seeing that the other side was silent, he stretched out his feet and kicked him, only then did Tao Cheng temporarily agree.

The dinner was especially slow. Qiao Qing babbled about things from a long time ago. She missed when they were children, running around, and each of them was more noisy than the other. She wished that Shuangjiu was a girl. Xiao Zifu, I still got one to worry about.

Tao Che was so depressed that he wanted to cry, and finally stayed until he was about to leave. Qiao Qing ordered the maid to fetch a jug of wine, "When I first married the master, I learned how to make wine for a while, and there are not a few jars left, you brothers Take it and taste it."

Tao Cheng was holding the wine jar, Tao Che was holding two wine bowls, and after dismissing the waiters, he still sat in the yard talking uneasy, and finally hid on the roof, where he could see the Suzhou Canal, the sky, the stars and the moon at a glance.

Filled with wine, the aroma of the wine was lingering, and the two drank a bowl in silence.

Tao Cheng lay down, the depression in his heart dissipated a little, Tao Che beside him was shoulder to shoulder with him, he said with emotion, "We haven't been like this for a long time."

"Yeah, it's been a month or so." Tao Che also sighed, "Do you still remember the first time we tasted wine? Dad held a small glass, we just touched our lips and we were so hot that we cried."

Tao Cheng laughed, "I remember, when I was five years old, I was just taught by Mr. Guo."

Unable to restrain himself, he thought of Qingmo again, and he recalled, "Later, I brought a small cup to Qingmo, he drank it all, his nose and tears flowed all over his face, and he passed out in the blink of an eye."

Tao Che didn't know about this at all, and it sounded like Qing Mo was stupid, "You are too bad, one is bad and the other is stupid."

"He didn't blame me, he just said that I gave it to him, and he wanted it."

Tao Che didn't know what it was like. If it wasn't for this farce, he might not be able to remember Qingmo for a year or so. He asked, "I remember when you ran to the courtyard every day, Do you like him that much?"

Tao Cheng tilted his head and smiled at him, "It's thanks to you, you are noisy and noisy, and I annoy you. Compared with you, Qingmo is quiet and well-behaved, and I miss you every day."

Tao Che was speechless, staring at Tao Cheng and complaining.

Tao Cheng looked back at the night sky, "I just like it that much. I have liked it since I was five years old. The fortune teller said that our marriage is destined."

"You believe the fortune teller too! Did he figure out that you are brothers?" Tao Che broke down faintly, "Mother has suffered so much because of Hua...because of Grandma. He is so angry that he can kill Qingmo."

"No. That day my mother told me that this is a hurdle in her heart. If she wants to kill Qingmo, she will not be able to pass this hurdle. She will be tortured for the rest of her life. "

Tao Che frowned, "Could it be that if Mother just watched you elope with him, can she not be tortured?"

Tao Cheng was silent for a long while, "I'm leaving, Tao's house and mother still have you, if I stay... stay to marry a wife and have children, and be loyal and filial to my parents..." He closed his eyes, "No This kind of 'if'. Remember when I told you that I went to the roof to lift the tiles to peek at him late at night?"

Tao Che whispered "Yes", "I can't imagine."

Tao Cheng ignored him and continued, "The moonlight shone on him bleakly, and I saw his face was wet from crying. That night I made up my mind that after my mother gave birth, I would take him away no matter what."

"Tao Che, he left for Changzhou when we were six years old. In the next ten years, you also saw how I begged my parents to send me there once. We communicated twice and my mother found out. We have never heard from him since. We are 16 years old. When he came back, meeting him was like being a thief, at that time I only felt that my name as the young master of the Tao Mansion was a burden, and I just wanted to talk to him."

Tao Che was speechless, and poured down the wine again and again, the front of his clothes were soaked and stuck to his chest, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

Tao Cheng also got up to fill a bowl, and touched him, he finished drinking and said with a smile, "Qing Mo didn't talk much before, he just asked and said a few words, but now he can't speak, it's like worshiping a storyteller as his master."

Tao Che recalled listening to Qingmo's spears and big guns in the private room that night, and he was still holding a hammer, so he couldn't help but curled the corners of his lips, and he asked, "Why?"

"It's because I've worn out a layer of lip service in order to sell the embroidery." Tao Cheng smiled, "It's pretty good, I like to listen to him talk and listen to his babbling."

The night sky is getting deeper and deeper, and the leaves of the forest are rustling.

The wine jar was empty, and the last two bowls collided, Tao Che said, "Brother, you told so many lies to deceive us before, is it true that you want to walk with him?"

Tao Cheng only smiled slightly, "Tao Manor has father and you, mother has you and Shuangjiu, I have nothing to worry about."

The wine bowl was also empty, Tao Che wiped his mouth and shook his head, "Since shackles are not enough, then I will stop you with a sword."

Seeing his drunken face, Tao Cheng slapped him on the back of the head, "Let's have your big dream."