marry a weak waist

As the saying goes, if you have money, you can sieve the wine glass full, but if you have no money, you can sieve the wine to make it three points shallower.The Connected Judgment turned out to be the result of opening a shop to do business, and also to make money in the officialdom, so it is no longer like the old days when it was searched and searched to get nowhere.

It is also said that the country is easy to change and the nature is difficult to change. Although the money is given to Mei Qing happily, the interest is also closely followed.Last month, he gave Mei Qing 150 taels of silver in cash, and he pestered him all day long to ask Mei Qing to accompany him, determined to earn back the capital.

Mei Qing was impatient with his virtue, and when she entered the door, her complexion was a little uneasy, she sat on the chair and pointed her toes to pull a fallen leaf on the tape of her skirt, she bent her back and didn't look at him, her tone was a bit stiff, "You're going to be If you stick around with me every day, aren't you afraid that your wife will take your crime?"

The reason for Lian Lian's judgment is that he was an official who relied on Mrs. Lian, and he was born afraid of his wife.But she wanted to save face outside, and muttered, "Afraid of what she will do? But she likes to chatter, and I don't bother to listen to her gossip, so I avoid arguing with her on weekdays. If you really make up my mind, she won't make trouble anymore." It doesn't work."

Mei Qing straightened up, glanced at him, sneered, and was lazy to dismantle his position.A gust of wind blew in through the door, the fragrance was blowing, and he could smell her, and when he glanced at her, the beauty and beauty made him fascinated even more.

It's really strange, most people love the cardamom girl, even those who are partial to this young woman, always feel that there is some style accumulated through wind and rain, it is a kind of beauty that does not change everywhere.

He crossed the kang table, grabbed her hand and "pecked" and kissed her twice, because of her thinness, her smile was particularly sinister, "Master Liu is not at home?"

"Who is connected to you so that you are free all day long?" Mei Qing lightly withdrew her hand, and asked the little girl to pour tea from outside the screen.Seeing that he was a little disappointed, he endured and put on a smile, "Besides, even if he is at home, if you invite me, I can make up a lie with him."

Speaking of this episode, Mei Qing took advantage of the situation to coax him, "You got up early and sent someone to pass the message. He saw it and asked me who I was. I said I was a clerk in the silver shop. I put a golden crown in the shop. There is something tricky about it." No, people come to me to ask for clarification."

"Oh."

I don't know whether the Lianlian judge was pretending to be stupid or didn't think of that level, Mei Qing simply pointed it out, "Since the words have been said, if I don't take the golden crown and go home in a few days, I'm afraid he will remember to ask, I'm not good at handing over."

This time, the Liantong judge understood it, nodded his head and smiled, "Why don't you call one now, tell me what you want, and I'll ask the boy to call you in the shop."

Mei Qing turned her face, turned her head to talk about the style, what kind of gemstones to be inlaid, how many weights, and said clearly and carefully.During the conversation, his eyes were shining, and he was full of smiles. When he improved the door, he showed a cold attitude.

Liantong judge looked at her from across the kang table, he had a faint idea in his heart, and couldn't help but probed: "You said that the relationship with me is an unforgettable old relationship. Let me see, it is my old relationship that is unforgettable, and your other end is old money. Are you sad?"

This caused Mei Qing to startle, and was embarrassed and annoyed for a moment, so she slapped him with a handkerchief, "Say such meaningless words! My good county lady, no matter how poor she is, she won't be able to afford food, and besides, I have a mother. My sister is there. You go and find out who my sister is following now. I am really short of money. Isn’t it better to find them than to find you? You said I came for your money."

After saying that, he shook his face and made the gesture of getting up and leaving.As soon as he got out of the screen, a large piece of sunlight came in from the door, shining warmly on his body.Mei Qing's heart felt a little cold, thinking, why not take advantage of the situation and leave, and never come back again.

Don't want Tong Tong to rush to catch her up, and apologize, "Look at what I said, I heard that you accompanied a lot of dowry when you left the cabinet, how could you look down on my little money. Damn me, damn me, Don't be angry. We were talking about beating the crown, what kind of tricks do you want? Sit down and tell me, I'll make a note of it, and when I go out, I will send the boy to the shop to do it."

Mei Qing's heart was carried by him, and he shook it a few times, then turned her head back and returned to the screen.This time, he didn't sit on the couch anymore, Liantong Juan took her into the bedroom, helped her to sit on the bed, and hurriedly undressed in front of her.

The robe was thrown on the ground casually, revealing a skinny body, two arms that looked like two dead branches, the belly was loosely wrinkled, reflecting the ribs on top.I don't know how many disasters I have endured for many lifetimes, and I have developed this vicissitudes of life.

Mei Qing saw it in her eyes, hated it in her heart, her stomach thumped, a bad breath rose from her throat, and spread into her nasal cavity, making her a little sour.She was so angry that she wanted to cry, but her eyes were always dry and no tears came out.You can't hate yourself, you just want to strangle him to death!

However, the current situation is that he pressed down and locked her, like he gave birth to hundreds of hands, not letting her go by even an inch of skin, they had to touch her all over, and they had to shove people and bones into her stomach.

She really couldn't bear it anymore, and planned to make a date with her mother to blackmail him and never see him again!Thinking of this, he pinned his expressionless face to the pillow, not being able to take another look at him.

Especially at such a short distance, so close that his dirty eyes and nose were several times bigger, he didn't seem like a human being at all.Like a ghost, a bull's head and a horse's face in the underworld.

As soon as Mei Qing was delayed here, she hadn't returned home at noon, and Liu Chaoru didn't see her when she returned home, so she was no stranger to it.On the contrary, seeing Mengtiao here, he went to the east chamber to meet him.Mengyu reckoned that Dong Mo should go home now, so he took advantage of the situation to get up and say goodbye.

Liu Chaoru sent her to the corridor, Mengyu hesitated to speak, and said with a smile: "Mei Qing went out early in the morning, and said that the wife of some family invited her to see how the clothes look."

Liu Chaoru nodded and said: "She can't sit still at home. My sister knows her temperament, so she likes to talk about clothes and jewelry with those grandma and wives."

"I just want to persuade you because I know it." Meng Tiao glanced at Laimu, seeing his indifference, her smile turned slightly melancholy, "Mei Qing has a strong temper, but in fact, she may not be able to bear it." Bitter, it’s just that when I was young, life was difficult, I was bullied by others, and my heart was full of anger. When I grow up, I will definitely be better than others in everything. You have a lot of things to do in the office, so you should take time to take care of your family and always be with her Talking, she has no time to run outside. I always feel that it is better for young couples to stay together often, so how can I let a woman run around outside alone? Mei Qing looks smart on the surface, but in fact she has no ideas in her heart Nothing counts."

Walking to the door, the thick shadow of the courtyard wall was in Liu Chaoru's eyes, and he was a little confused, "Could it be that Mei Qing had a grudge with someone outside?"

"Oh, that's nothing." Mengyu hurriedly raised her voice, and when she saw the young man leading the carriage over, she could only sigh meaningfully, "I just see that your husband and wife seem to be a little distant and often quarrel, so I persuade you Persuasion. If you are willing to get close to her, don't keep a straight face all the time, she will naturally be at home. I'm leaving, you go in. "

Liu Chaoru watched her stepping up, bowed to the carriage, turned around, and didn't take Meng Yuan's words to heart.

He really doesn't have the ability to get close to Mei Qing.When we first started as husband and wife, we also thought that the two of us would respect each other as guests, and let the wife live a peaceful life.He didn't want Mei Qing to be mean, and his heart was sour. The two of them would definitely quarrel if they couldn't speak a few words, so he didn't bother to talk anymore.

He turned back to the east chamber, and the old lady was lying on the couch in a drowsy state, her face was covered with a strip of white damask, she was wearing a dark red soft damask gown, a black gauze skirt, and a pair of dark red and gold embroidered mandarin duck flat shoes were hanging outside the couch. .Her voice came out lazily from under the silk, like a wisp of smoke, weak and weak, "Meng'er has gone?"

"Go." Liu Chaoru took out a small porcelain box of ointment from his sleeve, and held her hand.It wasn't that one, and he picked up the other one, felt it on the broken blister, lifted his robe and sat down, "I said the water is hot, if you don't believe it, you will reach out to touch it, as if against me Yes. Look, there’s such a big blister.”

It seemed that he was more patient and tolerant with older women than with younger ones.Probably because of his mother.He lost his father since he was a child, and it was his mother who pulled him up.

When his mother was still young, because of her good looks, two matchmakers came to her door to promise marriage.In the end, because he was such a fool, he never got married.A widow brought a son, and she had to work hard day and night all year round, and her face was withered within two years.

He watched helplessly by the dim yellow candle, always feeling that he had exploited his mother's youth.So for the old lady, Liu Chaoru loved her with a strange sense of compensation.He knew how years had destroyed her once-viable viscera under her flat skin.

It is impossible for a person to stay young forever, either on the face or in the heart.Her weird sharpness and greed are just an expression of vicissitudes.

He opened the porcelain box, dug out a small lump of white ointment and applied it to the back of her hand.The ointment was a bit cool, and I don't know if it was cold or painful. The old lady "hissed", pulled the silk off her face and sat up by the window, "Take it easy! It's not your hand, I don't know." pain."

Liu Chaoru glanced at her with a smile, and put his hands more gently, "I just heard my sister's tone, as if Mei Qing was doing something outside. Do you know?"

"What's the matter?" The old lady raised her waist and her shoulders were embedded in the window screen. Because of her guilty conscience, she gave him a proud look. Husband and wife are not getting along, so I just talk a little more to persuade you. Mei Qing really won't tell me what's going on? Zuo just doesn't agree with you at home, so he often goes out for a walk."

Liu Chaoru lowered her eyes and smiled nonchalantly, "Let her be happy, as long as nothing happens, I don't care about her."

After applying the medicine, he still held her hand, reluctant to put it down, like holding a baby, and rubbed those fingers gently.

"My hands are getting old too." The old lady stretched her five fingers back and squinted her eyes.The skin is still white, but the sockets of a few joints are a little wrinkled, and the skin on the back of the hand has also begun to loosen a little at some point, covered with a few intricate veins, which make the skin even whiter.

Liu Chaoru held her hand in his palm, leaned over and kissed her on the mouth, "I'm not old, I'm not afraid when I get old."

Living under the same roof for such a long time, apart from such occasional intimate behaviors, he has no other more excessive behaviors.Maybe he still has a dogma of etiquette and music in his heart, just like his stubborn incorruptibility and pedantry.After all, people's greed is unfathomable, and his emotional deviantness may be a symptom.Even he himself can't see the root of his inferiority, so he sticks to this bottom line to prevent from falling into the abyss out of control.

The old lady stared at him and smiled, then shook her head carelessly, "I really don't understand you."

He let go of her hand and smiled mysteriously, "It's impossible to understand a person."

The two of them were talking, and they acted in a proper manner.Just when Mei Qing was returning home, she was about to discuss with her mother about blackmail and joint judgment.Walking all the way to the corridor of the East Wing, I saw two Chuchu figures sitting opposite each other on the couch through the window screen.

Probably because of just going through a sexual encounter between a man and a woman, the nerves and pores all over his body were particularly sensitively relaxed, which made Mei Qing's heart subtly vibrate.She pushed the door open with vigor and went in. Her mother was too lazy to raise her eyelids, and just glanced at her lightly, "You're back now?"

Liu Chaoru stood up and stepped aside, "Sister has gone home."

The attitudes of the two were always the same, but Mei Qing smelled a ambiguity in the air full of tobacco smell, which was vague and vague, which she had ignored before.She watched Liu Chaoru leave the room, turned around and closed the door, and sniffed carefully behind the door, and sure enough, she smelled something unusual.

This unusual, it is inevitable that even Liu Chaoru's usual "filial piety" has become a little mysterious at this moment.She went to sit on the couch, facing her mother's unfading face, it seemed that she also suddenly felt ghostly.

However, without any circumstantial evidence, everything only changed in her heart, and she could only remain silent.

Seeing her complexion, the old lady closed the door again, thinking she had something to say, she sat up, "What kind of thing?"

Mei Qing wanted to grind her lips in vain, and turned her face away impatiently, "Mother, the surname Lian looks generous on his face, and he is as smart as his calculations. Whenever he gives me any benefits, he will definitely pester me even more." I thought about it, it's not worth it, I don't have the time to bother with him. Mother, hurry up, I really don't want to spend time with him. "

Speaking of the word "grind", some parts of her body still seemed to be rubbed and rubbed, which made her feel chills all over her body. In this autumn afternoon, her heart shivered intermittently.

The old lady smiled and put her shoulders on the window, "I planned it for you. You can get him more while he is still willing to give it. Since you can't bear it, then do it. Anyway, with the money you have right now It has nothing to do with me either. According to you, when will it be done?"

Mei Qing shook the fan irritably, thought for a while, then paused, "I heard him say that there is a sum of money under the festival to be recovered, it seems to be several thousand. I think I will take advantage of it."

"It's okay, if you can save it, he can't get any money by pushing left and right."

The two made an agreement that the old lady would come forward to threaten him and defraud him of paying the money once the money from Tongtong Judgment was received.There is no need to bother negotiating with the old methods that are familiar with the road.After the matter was over, the old lady beat her up, "Just now Shuwang came to ask me if there is something wrong with you outside, I think you should ease his heart."

Mei Qing Cuidai frowned slightly, "Why did he think of asking me about going outside?"

"It's always your sister who said something to him when she left." The old lady curled her lips, her eyelids twitched in annoyance, and she pushed open the window with one hand, "Your sister likes to worry about things, most of them are to persuade him Restrain and restrain you. But she won't say much, she just hopes that you and your husband will be more harmonious."

Mei Qing sneered with one side of her mouth tilted, "Isn't she too busy with her own affairs? Why don't you take care of me?" She got up and walked around to the main room.

The piece of leek in the corner of the courtyard was raised a few more inches, and when the wind blew this way, it fell to this side, and when it blew on that side, it fell to that side again.After a few short steps down the corridor, she gradually began to look forward to it involuntarily.She has an unruly heart, wants too much, thinks this way today, thinks that way tomorrow, always wavering, and can't control herself.She would have liked someone to keep her under control.

She resented Meng Tiao on her lips, and was grateful to her in her heart, but her attitude of restraining her was too gentle and not strong enough.Her mother was willing to use her strength to "discipline" her, but that direction was blindly biased.The bottom of her heart, which no one can see, hopes to be controlled by Liu Chaoru. He has read books and understands right and wrong. As long as his attitude is tougher, she may not be able to "fight".

But his attitude was indifferent as usual, he was scrolling the book behind the desk, and took a moment to look at her, "Have you had lunch outside?"

Mei Qing opened her mouth and said: "I have eaten it, I ate it at Ma Tongpan's residence."

There is only one surname difference between Ma Tongpan and Tongtongpan.On the one hand, she was afraid of being noticed by him, and on the other hand, she hoped that he could have some subtle associations.

However, he probably didn't even bother to think about it, so he turned his eyes back to the book, "There is food left in the kitchen for you, and I will set aside another one before eating, not left over. If you are hungry, ask the girl to come and eat."

Mei Qing walked to the chair under the window and sat down, exposing her overly gaudy makeup to his eyes, "I heard my sister gossip about you?"

"What gossip?" Liu Chaoru raised his eyebrows, dazed for a moment, and then smiled, "It's not gossip, my sister is kind and wants to persuade us to make less noise, so don't be overwhelmed."

"I don't have much heart. My sister has always been that kind of person. She doesn't bother to care about what she says, but she really wants to reach out to your house. Although she has a good heart, she just hates it. I'm not a child anymore. I want her to come eventful?"

Liu Chaoru frowned secretly, and said with a smile: "You know she has good intentions, so don't blame her, it hurts the sisterhood."

Speaking of this point, he didn't want to bother to pursue it.It made her feel both safe and lost.She moved the corner of her mouth mockingly, turned sideways to the window, and saw the window of the east wing.

Why does he often sit on this desk?Is it just for reading, or because you can see the person you want to see with a squint?With such suspicion, Mei Qing couldn't help but tilt her body to block where his eyes could see.However, squinting at him, he didn't look at the window, but just read his book.

She was getting more and more confused, confused about herself, confused about everything.The only thing that is clear is that the feeling of wandering and helplessness in her childhood floated up again, and she wandered in the abandoned world with a wandering hatred.

The days are drifting away day by day, the yellow leaves are gradually flying, the scent of cinnamon is floating, and the shadows of geese are fascinated.

Because of Dong Kouhen's indifference, Meng Tiao's heart is like basil without roots, and he always feels that his future with Dong Mo is like duckweed, and he doesn't know where he will go into exile.As long as Kouhen is willing to show an attitude, whether it is good or bad, she also has an idea, but Kouhen does nothing at all, so that Mengyu is lost and can't find the direction.

Dong Mo saw that she was at a loss all day long, so he took the time to come to his second sister's room and punctured the paper on the window, "When my sister came out of the house, did you hear my grandmother talking about the letter I went home? I said in the letter Speaking of the marriage with Meng'er, my sister has always been close to the old lady, in your opinion, is she agreeing or not with the attitude of the old lady?"

Kou Hen was drawing a picture on the desk, which was the scenery of Daming Lake, holding the pen with his sleeves pinched, and raised his eyebrows to glance at him, "It's rare for you to talk to me so much in one go. I remember when I was not out of the cabinet, We are at home, brothers and sisters are chatting and laughing, you are always locked in the room to study. Grandpa often said that you work hard. In my opinion, teenagers are most afraid of having fun and making mistakes. You are not willing to work hard, but there is nothing to do. '."

She lifted the huge paper and blew on the wet ink on it.The paper rustled and vibrated, making the room extraordinarily empty.Dong Mo is at home in a trance, listening to the lonely echo in the vast sea of ​​books.

Kou Hen made the girl lift up the painting, and when she looked at it from a distance, she saw that there was nothing in the ointment, so she put it back on the table and wrote ink again, "San Mo, you look the most obedient and sensible on the outside, but in fact you are the most rebellious. When you were young, you were locked at home and had no chance to play. When it grows too big, its wings become hard, and it can't be contained when playing."

She still doesn't want to bother to talk about Mengtiao, she thinks that Mengtiao is "natural" and not worth mentioning, and talking about her is a waste of her mind.

The cicadas were making noise outside the door, and Dong Mo was disgusted by the noise.He winked, turned and landed on the chair, his piercing eyes fell on Kouhen, "I know why you came to Jinan, our relationship is probably not so good that you want to settle in Jinan exclusively. Mr. Madam, have something to ask you to bring to me?"

Kouhen straightened her slender waist, and facing his cold eyes, she just smiled calmly, "The old lady is too lazy to ask you about children's love, you can play whatever you want, her old man just said, don't let me in." , how can you have the energy to send me to take care of your matter. Grandpa asked me to come, and grandpa wanted to persuade you, so as not to make each other blush when you return to Beijing in the future. It is not worth it for a woman. "

"I think it's worth it."

"You think it's useless." Kouhen condensed a pair of beautiful eyes into light snow and ice, as if he hated him for forcing her to talk about dreams, "Marriage and marriage are the words of the matchmaker. It's useless to order the parents. The decree doesn't work either."

Speaking of this verse, she turned to a demure smile, but she was extremely cold, "I think Miss Meng is just like this, and she is not particularly good. You only said that she is the 'daughter of the Meng family' in your letter. This Meng family Whose family is it? Is it a famous family or an ordinary person? Who else is there in the family?"

Dong Mo's hand on the handle was half clenched into a fist, and his eyes moved with indifference and tolerance, "In a poor family, there is a mother and a sister in the family."

Kou Hen nodded, put down the pen, and ordered the girl to bring the painting.She turned away from the case and stood in front of the painting to take a closer look, "Actually, it doesn't matter how your family is. It's not good to be blindly snobbish when we get married in this family. Besides, your marriage was delayed due to early years, so it's okay to take care of you now." Okay. It’s just that grandpa asked a little bit, and said that it was this girl Meng, who seemed to be the wife of the adult who caused you to be sent to the emperor that year? It doesn’t matter if the family is poor, and there is still this behind it. Think about it for yourself, should you? I don’t ask your marriage to add any color to the family, and don’t humiliate the lintel, that’s all.”

Dong Mo was speechless, stood up and said goodbye.Kou Hen didn't even look at him, and ordered the girl to roll up the painting.The drawing paper was rolled up on the table, and when she thought about it, she felt that something was not drawn well, so she unrolled it and tore it up.

There was a big empty space on the red-painted table, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were placed around it. The red space became what it should be, but there was no empty space, which made people feel very unhappy.

As soon as Dong Mo's room entered the room, Meng Tiao rushed out to greet him, pulled his cuff and asked, "What did she say?"

Dong Mo didn't know how to reply her, she kept asking, and he had no choice but to repeat it.Meng Tiao fell down and sat down on the couch, and smiled with a pale face, "It's strange that your family wants your second sister to come, but she really doesn't even give him a chance to fight for it."

"Because she neither fears me nor needs me, so she is never afraid of offending me. Not only does she ignore you, but she also ignores me." Dong Mo sat down helplessly, turning his face to relieve Meng Tiao, "I don't think there is any need to talk to her anymore. We will make another plan when Hebei returns to Beijing."

Meng Tiao pursed her lips, and muttered angrily, "Then it's useless for her to come here this time, and we won't listen to her, so let's just waste our time."

Although the words are nice and tough, but my heart is more confused and uneasy.She had to stop there for the time being, with no progress, as her hopes grew slimmer.However, their future is like going against the current, if they don't advance, they will retreat. Once they stop, the kind of anxiety always makes people want to look back.

The author says:

The object of the "off-marriage" is Meng Yuan, but in fact the core of the problem is only her.