marry a weak waist

In autumn, the fish and geese are far away, the water clouds are heavy, and the wind is blowing, and the rain is gradually fading.The rain changed from rapid to slow, dense and thin, and fell continuously, forming a net endlessly.

Mengyu looked up, picked up and said, "You said you just came to Jinan, what did you do here? Where is your hometown?"

Dong Mo's wet clothes cling to his knees, feeling a little uncomfortable.He quietly uncovered it under the table, while talking, while looking around the yard, "Jingzhong Ren, guess what I am doing in Jinan?"

There are only three tile houses in the small courtyard, one of which is connected to the main room, which is probably the residence of Meng Tiao.The east wing is where her younger sister lives, next to the kitchen.A grape trellis was set up next to the kitchen, and there was a path in the middle of the trellis, vaguely leading to the courtyard gate.

A very simple house, the courtyard wall behind the pagoda tree is mottled with moss marks, as if it came out from the cracks in the bones of a lazy person, it is green and has grown for many years.

Dong Mo had an illusion, as if he had lived in this small courtyard for thousands of years, and even a little bit of walking was peaceful and melodious.

He was distracted, and Meng Yu took the opportunity to look him up and clicked his tongue pretendingly, "Needless to say, with your style, you are either here to be an official or to do big business!"

He smiled and looked lightly, showing a frivolous look, "Is it an official or a business? You should talk about it in depth."

Meng Yu thought about it, and smiled with his eyes hanging, "Do you want to make things difficult for me? I'm not so ignorant! The people living on Fushun Street are all distinguished people. The Qingyu Garden where you live, when you are in the future, It’s vacant, and belongs to the official’s house. Now that it’s vacated for you, you must be an official, or a high-ranking official! Am I right?”

Sure enough, she spoke with some Wuxi accent, which confirmed her authenticity.Dong Mo listened to it in his ears, trying to reduce his doubts about her bit by bit.

But he is too suspicious, extremely untrustworthy, and still sticks to the rules and has reservations.He only nodded slightly, "That's a good guess, I'll call the capital and be transferred here..."

"Don't tell me!" Meng Yu interrupted him with a wave of his hand, put his arms on the table, moved his head a little closer, and winked, "Don't tell me, lest when I encounter problems in the future, I always want to beg you , you can’t shake it off even if you want to.”

She deliberately made her words ambiguous, in order to balance this frivolity, the next moment, she straightened her waist again, and said in a high-sounding manner, "Besides, the people in our alley are ordinary people, if the news of 01:30 o'clock is leaked, Tell them to hear it, and those who are frightened are frightened, and those who rush to flatter you are afraid that they will break the threshold of my house!"

Dong Mo sneered, "It was me who was negligent, but you are very considerate."

Meng Yu turned her head back and laughed at him, "At first glance, you are from a wealthy family, and the hearts and minds in the back alleys of the market don't know the slightest bit."

Seizing this gap, Dong Mo saw the needle, "Oh? What kind of minds are there in the market? Why don't you tell me so that I can learn more."

Here it is again, Mengyu turned his eyes into the rain curtain helplessly, curled his lips, "Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Viewed from the side, her long eyebrows looked like they were about to sweep into the clouds, a bit of a masculine heroism.At present, women are prevalent with thin willow-leaf eyebrows, a little bit of cherry mouth, and a pair of small feet, raising their eyes and bowing their heads, showing a full of embarrassment.

Her big feet were half exposed at the bottom of her skirt, her mouth was raised slightly, she was neither shy nor shy, and said ambiguous words with a frank expression.So unclean and lewd, immoral and slutty, out of season.

Dong Mo was about to ask, "How do you want to eat me?" Unexpectedly, before she could finish her words, her sister came out with steamed cornmeal buns, put them on the table, and stood timidly behind Mengyu.

Meng Tiao dragged her to him, "This is my sister Yulian. Yulian, this is our family's great benefactor, called Dong Xianggong."

Caiyi has been with Mengyu for three or two years, although her singing skills are not as good as that of Mengyu's family, they are better than each other.She shyly blushed and gave a low cry, then went into the room and filled three bowls of porridge.

Meng Tiao took a bowl and put it in front of Dong Mo, "If you don't mind, eat some. Just out of the pot, eat to get rid of the moisture on your body."

As he spoke, a gust of wind blew up, rolled up her skirt and stuck it on Dong Mo's leg, stuck to his wet clothes.

She bent down to look under the table, and exclaimed, "Oh, are you still wet? Look at me, I didn't pay attention! You eat first, and I'll make a stove for you to bake."

Before Dong Mo could refuse, he had already gone into the kitchen.Dong Mo is tall, holding a bowl and stretching his waist a little, he can see Meng Yuan through the window.She is squatting with her skirt closed, combing a cloud bun, and an indigo ramie scarf is wrapped around the bun. Because she has clothes on her body, she often wears a jade-white double-breasted gown and a water-green skirt.

She took out a firewood stick that was still burning from the stove, puffed her cheeks and blew it, the dark red fire light turned into a bright yellow color, flickered several times, and the flame was ignited, and she smiled at the firewood stick laugh.

The yellow firelight reflected on that half of his face, reminding Dong Mo of the capital where the sun is returning to the west, where all the noise and prosperity are gradually dissipating and disappearing in the brilliant dusk.In the desert, there is a different kind of tranquility.

It was as if they were lying on his mother's lap when they were young, and the setting sun fell on them in large swaths, making them warm.At that time, even though the three of them were so neglected in the huge family, he felt childish joy and happiness all the time.

He thought that happiness would be stable and eternal.Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, nothing is safe.

The crows in the forest at night seemed to be urging "go home, go home...", so he felt uneasy, afraid, and even bored with this illusion of going home.

Not long after, Meng Yao brought out a small stove and put it under the table. Seeing that Dong Mo had an empty bowl, he teased, "It's rare that you're so used to eating our stupid things, and you still think you're a delicacy."

Dong Mo laughed, "I've eaten a lot of big fish and meat, and it's also very interesting to eat these porridge and side dishes by chance."

Suddenly hearing that Caiyi covered her mouth and let out a laugh, Mengyu raised her eyebrows, "Ghost girl, what do you laugh at?"

Caiyi went to pick up Dong Mo's bowl, and stood up with a quick glance, "Brother Ping's words are like those sons from rich families on the stage."

"He was originally the son of a rich family." Meng Yu gave her a goose look with a smile, "Who is your 'Brother Ping'? You don't know the rules, so you have to call 'Dong Daguan'."

Dong Mo took over, "Brother Ping is Brother Ping, why bother training her? What's the point of a title?"

Caiyi happily went into the kitchen to fill a bowl of porridge and came out, handed the bowl to Dong Mo, and playfully stuck out her tongue at Mengyu, "Brother Ping always says that, sister don't want to scold me."

Mengyu couldn't help her, so he rolled his eyes towards the rainy sky.The three of them sat and ate under the rain-drenched eaves, suddenly like a family of three, with an inexplicable closeness.

The rain continued for a long time, so Dong Mo sat for a longer time, and it was naturally darker for Meng Tiao to return home.The two of them, Tong Caiyi, cleaned up the kitchen, and the rain stopped.

It was only then that I heard that the daughter-in-law who was beaten next door was still crying, and her voice was mournful outside the courtyard wall behind the locust tree.Mengyu listened for a while, and asked Caiyi, "Who lives next door?"

"It's a young couple in their early twenties." Caiyi put away his things and then looked towards the courtyard wall, "His wife bumped into me two days ago and said that she knew there were two sisters living in our house. Only then will I see you."

"How did you get back to her?"

"I said that in the past, it was difficult for the sisters to show their faces because of their parents. Now that our parents have passed away, we sisters should naturally go out and find some work to do. Otherwise, wouldn't we starve to death at home?"

Meng Yu warned carefully, "When you meet people like your neighbors, you must pay attention to what you say, don't talk about it. Dong Mo looks approachable, but he is extraordinarily careful. If he notices something wrong, our family may not survive. "

Said that Caiyi was still in fear, she went home to take care of her clothes, and would often move to live in that little cicada alley.

Everything else is fine, it's just that I have been with Mengyu for too long, and I have to part ways for a while, and I am a little bit reluctant.Entering the mansion, she held Meng Yuan's arm and acted like a baby:

"My wife has to go there often. I think Dong Mo's is going to go home often. I can get around when my wife is not there once or twice. Every now and then, my wife is not there all the time. I don't know how to fool him." .He is a careful person, I am afraid of showing my feet."

"I know that he is the only thing that matters to me right now. Naturally, it takes a lot of time to deal with him."

Meng Tiao had just withdrawn from the fictional character "Zhang Yinlian", and her voice still carried some of Zhang Yinlian's brisk aftertaste.

The sudden wind sent the sound of the pipa from the East Garden into her ears, which made her tremble suddenly.She looked over there, the water smoke was misty, surrounded by the laughter of men and women, and she seemed to hear the sound of toasting and drinking, and the prosperous sound of water flowing in a big wine tank, full of deep drunkenness.

It so happened that a few maids came over with lanterns, carrying exquisite food boxes, and were going to the East Garden.Meng Tiao stopped and asked, "Who is the guest invited by the master tonight?"

The leading girl was blessed, "The host and guest are the prefect of Tai'an Prefecture Da Da Da, and there are also two accompanying guests."

"Who entertained?"

"The old lady and Miss Mei."

Mengtiao asked for a lantern, and let them go sideways.A few more steps, the stars are dense and the moon is bright, the willow garden is quiet, and the big pale moon is shining on the top of the head, which makes Mengyu's face seem to have been scrubbed with a handful of cream, and "Zhang Yinlian" has been thoroughly washed, and she is tragically white again. It's a dream.

Caiyi held her arm, pouted and muttered, "Miss Mei has been ill for a long time, and she is fine today?"

This girl Mei is Meng Yuan's adopted sister, her full name is Meng Meiqing, she was originally a little beggar, and Meng Yuan and her mother ran into each other on the road to Jinan when they fled to Jinan.She was taken under her knees by her mother and adopted a goddaughter, who also took the old lady's surname.

Meng Tiao and Mei Qing have been together these years, but there is no such thing as a sisterhood. They are polite to each other on the surface, but indifferent in private.

Knowing that she had been ill for a few days, Meng Tiao was supposed to go to see her, but he was stumbled by Dong Mo's matter, and the two sisters did not see each other for a long time.

Meng Tiao stuffed the lantern into Cai Yi, and her voice had already turned sharp and mean, "How would I know? Which famous character is she, and she deserves my attention? You see, where can I find time to see her?" She? It's probably all right, I'll take a look when I have time."

Caiyi knew that she and Mei Qing had a normal relationship, so she lowered her head tactfully.Take a peek at her every now and then.

Her face was obviously expressionless, but her naturally upturned mouth was bent into a smile, as if someone had cut her tightly closed lips with a knife, and the dark red rouge was her lips. blood gushing out.

At the end of the night, water drops dripped from the eaves, and the rhymes became more and more slow.The sill window is wide open, the bucket tent is half scattered, dreaming on the bed, if you can't sleep, you will put the silver on the bedside, turn over the dowry, and check the family fortune.

Counting down this year, I have added another [-] treasure notes, thinking that it is useless to have the silver in my hand, it is better to buy a property.

It happened that there was a banquet at the end of the East Garden. Meng Yu returned to the main room, took off her thin cloak and sat on the edge of the bed, picked up a treasure note, glanced at it, and smiled lazily and tiredly, "Your money is nothing if you leave it alone." Put it aside, you don’t need to pay for food and clothing at home, you keep some interest-bearing capital on your body, and I’ll help you build some fields for the rest, which is much safer than cash.”

Meng Tiao folded her legs and leaned on his shoulders, showing a little coquettishness for a while, "I'm planning to do that too, mother entrusts you to buy a field too? It's best if our farms are close to each other. It’s also cheap to maintain.”

"How can there be such a coincidence that if you want to touch one place, there will be another one? I'll go find it."

As he spoke, Meng Yu fell down and leaned on her skirt as a pillow, looking up at a pair of amorous peach eyes, raised his hand to caress her cheek, "It's hard work, it's raining, and you've been running outside for another day. "

The candlelight was dim, and it was a rare moment of warmth, all the lies and illusions were stripped away, and if there was still a little bit left, only the hearts of the husband and wife remained.

Meng Yuan's heart seemed to want to jump out.She stroked his temples, and lowered her gentle eyebrows, "It's hard work for you to spend a day at home. The house in Xiaochanhua Lane, you have taken care of it carefully, and everything is complete, as if people really lived there all year round. "

Meng Yu's smiling eyes dodged slightly, "It was originally lived in, and I rented it from that family."

"how much is it?"

"It doesn't cost much, I found another better house for that family, and they are not happy to move?"

Meng Yu probably didn't want to bother with these trivial matters, so she played around with a strand of her scattered hair between her fingers, played with it for a while, seemed a little impatient, then threw it away, and twirled it on her skirt. body.

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