Jiangnan Flower House.

Waking up early in the morning, everyone in Huafu was beaming with joy.

It's not a festival, but two rows of red lanterns are hung high in front of the mansion. There is a nourishing soup, and there is another pot with clear and light soup, which is simmering slowly, ready to cook the silver noodles made by the cook who gets up early at any time.

The housekeeper, Hua Fu, was waiting in front of the house in person. On the surface, he looked calm and steady, but in fact, he was already very anxious in his heart—it was promised that he would be home before noon. How come the young master has not come back yet when it is almost noon?

Could it be that something happened on the road?

Just say that the monkey Hua Shun'er shouldn't be allowed to pick up people!

This temperamental jumping, it seems that he has to work harder.

The old butler secretly made a decision. Less than a mile away, Hua Xiaoshun, who was smiling and driving back to Huafu, knew nothing about the tragic fate he was about to face. Hua Manlou said:

"Seventh Young Master, you are ready, you will arrive at the mansion soon!"

In the carriage, Hua Manlou, who was drinking tea with Song Qingshu, responded when he heard the words, turned around, but said to Song Qingshu with a wry smile:

"Qing Shu, see my father and mother later, if there is any disrespect, I hope you will forgive me."

Song Qingshu said: "Qitong's words are serious."

This way to the south of the Yangtze River, Huamanlou indeed told Song Qingshu a lot about his family.

From the description of Huamanlou, it is not difficult to hear that although the Hua family is a big family, there are many rumors about how his family is rich. The groom of the family looks like a rich young master when he goes outside.

Another example is that the property of the Hua family is so large that even if they rode a fast horse for a day, they would not be able to get out of the scope of his family's property.

--Etc., etc.

However, the Hua family is very principled in their actions, and the head of the family, Hua Ruling, is even more generous. He is a well-known benevolent person in the south of the Yangtze River.

Huamanlou's six elder brothers are all dragons and phoenixes, whether they take over the family property, take part in the imperial examinations and get fame to become officials in the court, travel the rivers and lakes to make a name for themselves, or are obsessed with calligraphy and painting at a young age. Among the literati and inkmen, those who have won a high reputation and are regarded as masters really have their own talents and achievements.

Hua Ruling's friends often sigh, why this master Hua is so good at raising sons, and the seven sons under his knees are all extraordinary, and none of them is incompetent.

Ordinarily, there is no need for Huamanlou to worry about such a family. Even if Song Qingshu is not his friend, but just an ordinary guest who came to Huafu by chance, with the character of the Hua family, he would not be rude.

But the problem lies with Mrs. Hua.

"My mother..." Hua Manlou struggled a bit, as if she didn't know how to describe his mother, "She is very kind, and treats people kindly and gently, especially for the ones brought back by our brothers. My friend is even more considerate. It's just..."

However, Madam Hua's attitude towards outstanding young people, especially young people like Qing Shu, will become very... enthusiastic.

Hua Manlou didn't think Mrs. Hua's enthusiasm was bad.

Because she didn't want to develop any special relationship with this kind of outstanding young man - she and Mr. Hua were more in love with each other, even to the point where the seven sons felt embarrassed every time they witnessed the interaction between the couple degree.

But such enthusiasm, the guests are often overwhelmed.

Because Mrs. Hua's enthusiasm is reflected in a fixed aspect.

Correct.

That's right.

Mrs. Hua is keen to introduce good girls she knows to such a good-looking young man who has not yet married.

"Even my mother, who is as romantic as Lu Xiaofeng, introduced girls for him, saying that the reason why he lingers in the flowers is because he hasn't settled down yet. If he finds a good girl who can make him settle down, it will be difficult for Jiang Hu If you go to other girls who are also very good, won't you be spared from his murderous hands, and you can find other good men who can treat them wholeheartedly?"

Thinking of Lu Xiaofeng's speechless embarrassment after his mother said these words, Hua Manlou couldn't help but chuckled—even Lu Xiaofeng, who is so glib and can argue three points without reason, was also taken by Hua The madam was speechless. In a sense, his mother was unprecedented.

But Song Qingshu is different.

The more Hua Manlou gets along with him, the more he can understand that he is the same person as Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue.

They all regard swords and fencing as the most important things in their lives.

But Song Qingshu is different from Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue.

His pursuit of the sword and kendo has a kind of determination that the other two don't have. Hua Manlou can't even find words to describe it.

Such a person would never stop pursuing the way of swordsmanship for the sake of a good girl.

Hua Manlou was only worried that his mother's enthusiasm would make Song Qingshu feel uneasy, so wouldn't it ruin his original intention of inviting friends to visit at home?

But he couldn't persuade his mother to restrain herself.

According to the eldest brother of the Hua family, Mrs. Hua did not develop this little hobby overnight.

Ever since the eldest brother of the Hua family came of age and began to invite friends home as guests, Mrs. Hua has had such a hobby.

What's even more troublesome is that although she has had her downfalls over the years, she has indeed contributed to many marriages.

Naturally, her interest soared, and even Master Hua's occasional remark would be refuted by her for a long time, so no matter how you think about it, she will not make an exception when facing Song Qingshu this time.

Huamanlou caught in the middle is also in a dilemma.

However, Mrs. Hua's side is powerless after all, so he can only pave the way for Song Qingshu in advance. Although Qingshu is a bit cold-tempered, he has always acted properly in advance and retreat. With this preparation in advance, there should be no troubles .

In this way, after entrusting Song Qingshu, the carriage finally arrived at Huafu.

After getting out of the car, before climbing up the stone steps in front of the door, an old man with gray hair came out quickly, calling out "Young Master!", looking up and down at Huamanlou with reddish eyes, and was helped by him. He held his arm and called "Fu Steward", but he only responded with a choked up "Hey, hey", and then kept saying, "Young master lost weight, lost weight!"

Hua Manlou was also a little emotional when he heard the old housekeeper's distressed whispers.

"Master Fu, don't cry. I'm doing well and can take care of myself."

he said softly.

"How can the young master call me grandpa? You can't do it."

The old housekeeper coughed, and ignored Hua Manlou, "But that's what I called you when I was a child," muttered, then turned to look at Song Qingshu who was quietly standing beside him:

"This is the Song Qingshu and Song Shaoxia that the young master said in the letter, right? The old man is rude, please come into the house quickly, young hero."

While talking, he turned sideways to invite each other, and wiped away the tears overflowing from the corner of his eyes with his sleeve.

Song Qingshu nodded and saluted: "Excuse me."

Then he followed Huamanlou and entered the mansion under the guidance of the old housekeeper.

Huafu is a typical garden building in the south of the Yangtze River. It is famous for its water scenery, and the water and stones complement each other. It has a different style from Wudang, where Song Qingshu lived for more than ten years, and the Baiyun City City Lord's Mansion, where he temporarily lived some time ago.

Coupled with the profound heritage of the Hua family, the mansion and ancestral house where the family's foundation is located is even more carefully built. Needless to say, the exquisite luxury is revealed everywhere, and the ingenuity revealed in many seemingly ordinary landscapes is what is often seen. It is most amazing to be noticed by people inadvertently.

Song Qingshu walked all the way and was distracted by watching the scenery, and soon came to the main hall of the front yard.

"Master! Ma'am! The young master is back!"

Accompanied by the loud voice of the old housekeeper, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps, and in a short while, a very bright and beautiful woman who looked about forty or so ran out from the main hall.

"Seven children!"

She whispered in her mouth, and pressed Huamanlou into her arms!

Huamanlou is naturally much taller than Mrs. Hua.

However, at this moment, he is willing to hunched over, being held in Madam Hua's arms, and listening to her crying to himself, "You cruel child! It was you who said you wanted to leave home and live alone. Did you ever hold back? Why did you have the heart not to write a letter back! I gave birth to you in vain!"

The master of the Hua family came out one step later than his daughter-in-law. Seeing Mrs. Hua holding her young son and crying sadly, although Hua Manlou looked helpless, he didn't speak out to argue. He just hugged Mrs. Hua's shoulders and let her cry and complain. The white-clothed boy who should be the best friend whom the youngest son said in the letter and just met a few days ago looked at him calmly, although his eyes were calm, there was also a hint of a smile.

Hua Ruling immediately suppressed the idea of ​​speaking out to dissuade his wife.

Fortunately, Mrs. Hua only cried for a while, and then stopped her tears. She took a handkerchief and wiped her tears embarrassingly, before turning her attention to Song Qingshu:

"This is Qitong's new friend recently, right? He really is a talented person with an extraordinary bearing."

——He refused to mention his faux pas just now.

Responding in this way avoided possible embarrassing situations. I have to say that Mrs. Hua is indeed the mother of Hua Manlou and the mistress of the Hua family.

Song Qingshu naturally wouldn't bring up embarrassing topics.

He greeted Mrs. Hua politely, and then, under Hua Manlou's guidance, greeted Hua Ruling and the six elder brothers of the Hua family respectively.

After some pleasantries, everyone entered the hall hand in hand.

A large round table has been placed in the center of the hall, Hua Ruling said:

"Since Song Shaoxia is Qitong's friend, I will ask you to call you a good nephew. You and Qitong returned home in a hurry. I should have let you take a bath and rest, but it is almost noon now, and the house is ready. Why don't you take a rest after lunch?"

He spoke politely, and Song Qingshu naturally followed suit.

So not long after, as teams of maids came and went, the table was already filled with all kinds of exquisite dishes.

Everyone raised their chopsticks one after another, and after a while, the atmosphere in the hall became warm and intimate.

Perhaps because Hua Ruling herself is considered half of the world, the Hua family does not have the so-called table rules of eating without talking.

By the time the meal was six or seven minutes full, everyone was already chatting at the dinner table.

Most of it is Hua Manlou talking about his life in Xiaolou alone these days away from home, what he saw and heard on Feixian Island, his relationship with Song Qingshu...

"...At that time, how could I have imagined that such a young girl who was only seventeen or eighteen years old by the sound of her voice would be a very naive little girl, but she would come to plot against her on purpose? If Qingshu hadn't acted in time, I'm afraid I would have been deceived by her .”

Speaking of the encounter in the small building, Hua Manlou didn't feel any sympathy, but just sighed.

Hua Ruling and the six young masters of the Hua family were also filled with emotion.

But before the seven of them had time to answer, Madam Hua suddenly said:

"Qing Shu is careful, quick-witted, and has a heart of guarding against others. He is softer and more temperamental than you, who always believe what others say. Speaking of which, since Qing Shu has tied his hair, did he ever have a marriage contract?"

--coming!

In an instant, the same exclamation resounded in the hearts of the nine men present.

The author has something to say: I am in a good state today, and the word count is too fat for an early update~ I am so embarrassed to ask for a kiss~╭(╯3╰)╮

It means that the culprit of my Caven is indeed the city lord, leaving him is such a spring of thought! 【seriously

It's better to cut off his role in the future. 【Hello!

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