Xing Xiuyan's Life in the Red Mansion

Mrs. Xing Liu was speechless. Xing Zhong, who was outside, heard no sound from inside. He thought something happened, so he stopped the ox cart and opened the curtain. "What's wrong? What happened?" For the pile of gold leaves in the middle, Xing Zhong also managed to lose his voice.

The three of them were stunned for a long time before Xing Liushi realized that she saw her husband lifted the curtain and hurriedly put away the pile of gold leaves. "Yan'er, what should I do? There are so many, let's send them back!"

Xing Xiuyan also came back to her senses, "Forget it, she won't accept it when you send it back. She never likes these gold and silver, and thinks they are tacky. Later, I will use the satin sent by the master to embroider a screen for her! Dad, when the time comes I have to trouble you to make a few more trips to see when Miaoyu and the others leave!"

Mrs. Xing Liu felt a little uneasy, "There are so many gold leaves, one or two per piece, is it appropriate to give a screen?"

Xing Zhong also thought the same way, and nodded hurriedly after hearing what Mrs. Xing Liu said.

Xing Xiuyan knew that this windfall frightened her honest parents, she said with a smile: "I know what she likes, she will be happy." a handful.Since it is a farewell gift, then the farewell poem by Li Shutong, which has been passed down for a long time, is perfect. Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and green sky, and the people who bid farewell bid farewell. With that poem next to it, Miaoyu will definitely like it of.On the day Miaoyu left, she decided to give up and find a mountain to sing the lyrics out!

"By the way, father, besides helping me keep an eye on when Miaoyu will leave these days, you can also help me find any good wood. It doesn't have to be too good. If it's too good, our family can't afford that money. Just face up." Xing Xiuyan said.

Xing Zhong nodded, "Hey! Leave this matter to me."

Mrs. Xing Liu remembered something, "Father, do you remember the chair with missing legs in our house? It seems to be some kind of huanghuali. Your aunt thought it was missing legs and didn't want it. We were reluctant to throw it away. Looking back Can you use this as an interstitial screen?"

Xing Xiuyan thought for a while, "It should be possible! Dad, can you do it?"

Xing Zhong didn't need any other skills, he was a good carpenter.Xing Zhong nodded immediately, "No problem."

After Xing Xiuyan returned, she immersed herself in embroidery.Xing Liu felt sorry for her eyes, and she didn't say she was reluctant to bear the oil, so she lit the oil lamp at night.After rushing for a month like this, I finally embroidered this double-sided screen.Over there, Xing Zhong also used huanghuali to make the base.

Looking at the completed screen, Xing Zhong and Xing Liu were very happy, "Our Yan'er craftsmanship is better, this screen is much more beautiful than those sold outside. If it is to be sold outside, it will cost at least a few hundred Two!" Xing Liu said with a smile.

Xing Zhong glared at her, "You know the money! This is a gift for Xiangu!"

The head of Xing Zhong's family is still very authoritative, Xing Liu knew it and said with a smile, "I'm just talking casually. My family is still very good at smoking. With this craft, I don't have to worry about food and clothing anywhere."

"Can you speak? How much Yan'er has endured to embroider this, look in her eyes! Could it be that you still want to make money with this?" Xing Zhong said angrily.

Mrs. Xing Liu blinked, "Hehehe, I'm just kidding. How can I give up. What is good for my eyes, I have to give Yan'er a good supplement."

Xing Xiuyan smiled, "Mother, don't worry about it. Look at the tea I eat every day. Goji berry and chrysanthemum are added to it, which is good for the eyes. I know my own body well!" Xing Liu, although greedy for money Some, but this is nothing to do, the family is poor.However, Mrs. Xing Liu is not a person who sees money openly, otherwise he would not have said that he would exchange the gold leaves when he saw such a large amount of flying wealth.

Xing Liu looked at her distressedly, "How can that be done? Don't you have chickens at home? I'll kill a soup for you!" Saying that, he hurried away.

Xing Xiuyan looked at Xing Liu's back helplessly, and turned her head to take a closer look at the screen. It was embroidered by herself, and she felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart, "Father, you can send this screen to Panxiang Temple! Look for my master. Looking for someone else, I'm afraid they won't even look at it."

Xing Zhong nodded, "Okay. I'll go now." Then he walked away carefully holding the two-foot-high screen.

Xing Zhong carefully held the screen all the way, and when he arrived at Panxiang Temple, he asked someone to call Mrs. Gu, "Is it you? What's the matter?"

Xing Zhong held back for a long time, his face turned red, and he just said, "My family Xiuyan heard that Xiangu is going to leave Panxiang Temple in the future, this is a teaser she made after a month's work."

Then he ignored the cloth holding the screen, handed the screen to Mrs. Gu's arms, turned around and left.

Mrs. Gu couldn't laugh or cry, seeing that the person had already gone far away, she had no choice but to go back holding the screen.

"Girl, this is a screen embroidered for you by the girl of the Xing family. Anyway, it's her wish. Just take a look, girl. If you don't like it, just throw it away." Mrs. Gu said.

Miaoyu was reciting scriptures. After hearing this, she looked back, and when she saw the screen, she was stunned, "Why don't I know this poem? It was written by Xiuyan?" After finishing speaking, she began to read gently , "Outside the long pavilion, by the side of the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky. The sound of the willow flute blows in the evening wind, and the sunset outside the mountains. At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of friends are scattered. A pot of turbid wine is full of joy, don't dream cold tonight. Although the rhetoric is simpler and somewhat nondescript, but the artistic conception is good. With her ability, it is difficult for her to be able to write these few words."

Seeing this, Mrs. Gu also smiled, "It's still double-sided embroidery. This picture is matched with that word, and it is no worse than Huiwen."

Miaoyu said lightly, "Mother Gu, take this screen with you too!"

Mrs. Gu sighed, knowing that the screen had caught Miao Yu's eyes, she immediately picked it up carefully, and went back to tidy it up.

When Miaoyu and his party left Panxiang Temple, Xing Xiuyan, accompanied by her parents, also went to see them off. She stood under the big locust tree on the hillside, watching Miaoyu and others' convoy walking slowly forward, with the corner of her mouth Slightly twitched, Miaoyu's master and disciples were only six or seven people, but they were followed by seven or eight carriages, at least they invited a few bodyguards to escort them, not too stupid.

"Yan'er, didn't you come to see Aunt Miaoyu off? Why don't you go forward!" Mrs. Xing Liu was a little puzzled when she saw that her daughter was just watching from a distance.

Xing Xiuyan cleared her throat, opened her lips and sang: "Outside the long pavilion, by the side of the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky. The evening wind blows the sound of willows and flutes, and the setting sun is outside the mountains. At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, friends are half scattered. A ladle of turbidity Let the wine be full of joy, don't dream of coldness tonight. Thousands of miles away today, drink a glass of wine, and the voice is chattering. I ask you when you are going to return? Don't linger when you come. At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of your friends are scattered. A pot of turbidity is drained. Yu Huan, don’t dream cold tonight. At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of your friends are scattered. Ask you when you are going to return? When you come, don’t linger. Ask you when you are going to return?

Sitting in the car, Miaoyu suddenly heard a faint singing outside. The tune was different from what she had heard before. She couldn't help listening to it, and smiled, "It turned out to be her. I thought she had been assimilated by the world. I was wrong."

Mrs. Gu and Mrs. Zhang looked at each other and smiled, and Lue also secretly smiled.

Xing Xiuyan sang three times in a row, and didn't give up until the shadow of the convoy was no longer in sight.After singing, I just felt that my throat was a little dry.Xing Liushi poured a glass of water from the kettle in distress, "Drink a couple of sips quickly. It's strange that you asked me to bring a jug of water when you came, so it was because of this."

Xing Xiuyan drank three glasses of water in a row before he felt his throat improve.

"Father and mother, let's go back!" Xing Xiuyan looked back at Panxiang Temple hidden among the peach blossoms, and said with a smile.

Not long after the Xing family left, a young master in light blue clothes appeared there with a few people, and a person rushed over quickly, "Young master, the family had already left when the subordinate came down, and the subordinate chased after him to inquire about the situation." Yes, it’s the Xing family who lives on Qingxi Street. The girl who sang just now is the girl from the Xing family. She lived in Panxiang Temple for ten years because of her poor family. The little song Miss Xing sang should be seeing off Mrs. Huiqing."

The young master pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Bring paper and pen." Immediately, someone next to him prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, one bent forward, and the other spread rice paper on his back. Just, write down the words just now. "The rhetoric is simple, but it is full of emotion and scenery. Coupled with that unique tune, Yiyi's parting feelings are all in front of your eyes. Good words and good music."

"If you like it, son, why not..." a person behind him said flatteringly.

"No! It's a chance to listen to this song today. Don't force it. It's important to hurry." The young man looked down at the mountain and smiled, "Let's go!" Then he carefully folded what he just wrote and stuffed it into his sleeve .

A group of people got on the horse and galloped away.

Xing Xiuyan stood at the door of the house, took a deep breath, and sent Miaoyu away. Her life finally returned to stability. Now, her parents will lose their minds and go to Beijing to seek refuge with Mrs. Xing, who is worthless.In this case, she will stay away from the plot and live her life with peace of mind.

From the moment she knew that she was traveling through the world of Dream of Red Mansions, Xing Xiuyan made up her mind to stay away from the plot as much as possible and start farming mode.She doesn't have the aura of a protagonist, and she doesn't want to change anything, she just wants to live in peace.The prosperity and wealth, the grievances and grievances of the Hou family, and the change of dynasties have nothing to do with her.Whether it is a marriage between wood and stone, or a good relationship with gold and jade, does it have a dime relationship with her?The only thing she wants to change is Xing Xiuyan's future, not to let herself become a stepping stone for others.

However, sometimes, things are not as simple as she thought.What should come will always come, and there is no way to hide.Of course, these are things for later.