Enter the red building

Summer has passed without knowing it, and the wind of early autumn is cool, rolling a few fallen leaves quietly, as if walking out of a young woman from a landscape painting, light gauze belt, brocade silk embroidered red, crescent willow Ye, Shengxue skin, non-human fireworks, just like this came lightly.The jade hands gently brushed over the branches, picked off a few red leaves, and watched them carefully and repeatedly in their hands, counting the veins on them, counting the long days, looking forward to the leaves returning to their roots.

The bamboo leaves in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion are gradually turning yellow, and the ground is covered with a thin layer of dead leaves. Even the tall and straight emerald green bamboo poles are gradually carved with yellow and green lines, like the stains of tears left by crying, and they seem to be left not long ago. light rain marks.

Several little maids were talking and laughing in the yard with brooms, sometimes sweeping a few fallen leaves, sometimes chasing and frolicking with brooms, far from the depression and sadness of the previous days, Lin Daiyu's body gradually recovered, Jia Baoyu's The illness has been cured long ago, there is no such sickness in the mansion, everything has become calm, I don't know what to worry about, and it is just like before.

Qianque helped Lin Daiyu to sit on the railing of the promenade in front of the yard, and Lin Daiyu leaned on the long celery red guardrail, admiring the flowers and plants in the yard.Exquisite bird cages are hung on the eaves of the corridor, and inside are various birds with bright plumage, such as parrots, spring sparrows, nightingales, starlings, and magpies.The birds were chirping, very happy.The green, white, bright yellow, light red, and lavender feathers are like blooming flowers, which make people marvel at their beauty.

Since Lin Daiyu fell ill, Xue Baoqin has not lived in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. One is that Mrs. Xue is afraid that her daughter will also get over the illness, and the other is that Mrs. Xue no longer lives in Jia's mansion, but she often brings Xue Baoqin to Jia. Mansion and Sanchun and all the sisters get together for a while, even if they live, they will live in Hengwuyuan with Xue Baochai.

Since Lin Daiyu saw Xue Qiu's words, she felt better. Although she still remembered the relationship between the two brothers and sisters, she knew that Xue Qiu's confession was so straightforward, so she didn't want to worry too much. It is naturally straight to the end of the bridge, and there must be a way for the car to reach the front of the mountain.

Lin Daiyu was wearing a lavender autumn shirt without any makeup, her complexion was pale but not haggard, and there was a hint of joy in her eyes.On a whim, Lin Daiyu said to Qian Que: "Go and get the bamboo flute that my brother gave me."

Qian Que responded, then turned back to the room to fetch the jade bamboo flute, and said, "Miss, don't be tired."

Lin Daiyu nodded, stroked the bamboo flute lightly, tried to play a few tunes first, and then kept dancing with her fingertips, as light as a dragonfly touching water, and as dexterous as a butterfly piercing flowers.The sound of the flute is ethereal and misty, as long as the sound of the empty valley, and as clear as the larks, as if the white orchid blooms quietly, the fragrance is overflowing, and the origin is unknown, and it is like a wild goose flying by without a trace , Floating like a fairy in the dust.

It was the first time for Qian Que and other maids to hear such a beautiful flute sound. They didn't know that their own lady's flute sound was so beautiful.The maids all stopped their work and listened carefully to this wonderful music. Their bodies and minds were relieved of fatigue, like a clear stream flowing through their hearts, forgetting their sorrows.

"Hey! Who is playing the bamboo flute? It's so beautiful?" Xichun first asked with emotion.

Yingchun also looked intoxicated, nodded and sighed: "Indeed, it's really beautiful, I really don't know who has this skill."

Looking in the direction of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Tanchun said with a smile, "I'm afraid it's the Xiaoxiang concubine from the Xiaoxiang Pavilion!"

Xichun had a look of disbelief, "How is it possible, this song sounds so cheerful, how could it be Sister Lin?" Xichun firmly did not believe that the sensitive Sister Lin would play such a brisk tune.

The so-called listening to the music means that you can hear the player's heart from the music.

Tanchun smiled, noncommittal, just said: "Go over and take a look and you will know." As he spoke, he took the lead and walked to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and the servant girl beside him also hurriedly followed.

Yingchun and Xichun looked at each other and smiled, and they both rushed to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, wanting to see the true face of this flute player.

When the three sisters walked to the gate of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, they also happened to meet Xue Baochai's two cousins.

Xue Baochai looked at Sanchun, and asked with a smile: "But I want to see who this flute player is?"

Sanchun nodded.

Tanchun asked, "Sister Bao, you two were also attracted by the sound of the flute?"

Xue Baoqin shook her head and said with a smile: "No, Sister Bao and I just wanted to visit Sister Lin. After hearing this song, we came here even more eagerly."

Yingchun nodded, and said: "Xiao'er's body seems to be much better, and she seems a little less sad than before."

A few people were talking, the little girl at the door also heard the voice, opened the door and saw that it was the girls who came to see the lady, and welcomed Tanchun and others with a smile.

"Xi'er, do you know who is playing the flute?" Xichun asked as she entered

Just as the little girl Xi'er was about to answer, Tanchun patted Xichun on the shoulder, pointed at Lin Daiyu on the corridor, and asked with a smile, "Look, who is that?"

Xichun looked up and saw that it was really Lin Daiyu playing the bamboo flute.His eyes were very surprised, and he asked blankly: "Is it really Sister Lin who played such a tune, and played it so beautifully?"

Xue Baoqin looked at Lin Daiyu sitting quietly by the railing on the promenade, with fingers undulating on the jade bamboo flute, her eyebrows were affectionate, just like the beauty in the painting.Xue Baoqin couldn't help exclaiming: "Sister Lin is so beautiful!"

Yingchun was also very surprised by the picture in front of her, and sighed: "Indeed, it's really beautiful!"

Even Tanchun, who has always been very proud, nodded, "It's really unexpected that Sister Lin has experienced life and death a few days ago, and now she can play such a beautiful tune like a fairy."

Xue Baochai frowned in deep thought, she felt that there was something more in this song, and Xue Baochai couldn't tell what was more.

But Xue Baochai has matured a lot after all, think carefully.Xue Baochai's heart skipped a beat, does Maoer have someone he likes?Who will the frowner like?Xue Baochai frowned, turned her head and glanced at Xue Baoqin inadvertently, thinking that some things that happened to Lin Daiyu a few days ago seemed to be related to Xue Baoqin, but it should not be Xue Baoqin.Could it be Brother Qiu?

Xue Baochai frowned, wondering if she should ask Xue Baoqin about it.But then I thought about it, that's all, if this is the case, what can I do.

Xue Baoqin didn't expect her cousin to think so much all at once, so she just took Xue Baochai's hand and followed Sanchun to Lin Daiyu's place.

Lin Daiyu also saw them coming, stopped the bamboo flute in her hand, and asked with a smile: "What a coincidence today. You are all here."

"What's a coincidence there? We were all attracted by the sound of your flute, so you should tell us exactly how you learned this bamboo flute?" Tanchun said with a smile.

Lin Daiyu smiled, her face was full of joy, and said: "My brother taught me when I was in Yangzhou. This jade bamboo flute was given to me by my brother!"

As she spoke, Lin Daiyu smiled and shook the bamboo flute in her hand.This smile can be described as overwhelming the country and the city.