Rebirth as Hou Menfu

Chapter 12

The light of the lantern illuminated the shadow of half of the rockery, revealing a face full of tears, the side of the cheek facing Qingbi was still bruised, and even the eyes were red and swollen scary, coupled with the gloomy Mother Li fainted from the fright.

"Which yard girl are you, why are you hiding here and crying in the middle of the night?" Qingbi sighed, Bai Chang had such a big body, she passed out before she could say anything, and the figure behind the rockery appeared again. He shrank a little, feeling uncomfortable under the light, and simply buried his head between his legs and squatted sobbing.

Qingbi glanced at her clothes, but felt that they looked familiar. Seeing that she didn't come out, she pretended to threaten, "If you don't come out again, I'll call someone over."

"Don't... Sister Qingbi, I'm afraid to scare you, can you move the lantern away?" Qingbi listened to the intermittent voice, and put the lantern on the ground behind her, and the man supported the lantern from behind the rockery. Stone stood up.

If she had turned her whole face to Qingbi just now, Qingbi would have been taken aback too, both cheeks were bruised and slap marks, and standing there with her hair disheveled, it was really scary.

"How did you get hurt like this?" Qingbi grabbed her hand and was about to ask, when the maid yelled in pain, Qingbi picked up her hand and took a look, there was still gauze wrapped around the palm, faintly bloodstained .

"Which yard are you from, who beat you like this?" Qingbi's voice raised unconsciously, who was so cruel to hit a ten-year-old maid so hard, there were more than a few wounds on her face Caused by slap.

"Sister Qingbi, I'm fine. I'll be fine in a few days. It's okay." The servant girl withdrew her hand and hid it in her sleeve vigorously. Qingbi took her hand and pulled the thin sleeve away. As soon as he pulled it up, under the moonlight, he saw that his arm was full of pinch marks.

Qingbi took a deep breath, looked up at her apologetic face, felt pain in her heart, and her voice softened, "What's your name, and which yard are you from?"

The servant girl looked at her timidly, then lowered her head and said, "My name is Yun Qiao, and I'm on duty at Haitang Yard."

On the right day, Ying embroidered and was about to sit down to embroider after breakfast, when Qingbi walked in, put down the plate in her hand and stood beside her for a while, watching her bow her head and embroider for a while before she spoke. Said, "Miss, Qingbi dares to ask you to do me a favor."

Yingxiu poked the needle on the brocade cloth, raised her head and looked at her, "I saw that you were restless all morning, what happened?"

After hesitating for a while, Qingbi told her everything that happened to her last night, and begged her, "Miss, can you ask her to come here?"

"You also said that they are people from the Haitang Courtyard. There is no shortage of people in our courtyard. Even if there is a shortage, you can't ask if there is someone in the Haitang Courtyard?" Yingxiu had a new understanding of this sister, so she vented her anger. In a maid, she is only eight years old.

"But if this continues, Yunqiao will be beaten to death by the second miss. Miss, you didn't see what happened last night. It scared the gatekeeper Li's mother into a faint." Yingxiu pulled out the needle again and lowered her head to embroider. Words, Qingbi sent Yunqiao back later, and when she came back, she couldn't get rid of this matter in her mind. Seeing that Yingxiu was not different, she begged a few more times.

"Qingbi, I know you are kind-hearted, but you must also remember that today I asked Yinghui to get Yunqiao, and tomorrow there will be another maid in Haitang Yard who will be punished, beaten and crying. Am I right? It’s impossible to get all the maids in her yard.” Yingxiu reached out and pressed the unfinished stitch, pulled out the thread and continued to embroider, “The moon silver in this Haitang yard is higher than that in other yards. , What do you think is the reason, you have also seen the second lady's temper, how could it be that if we help Yunqiao, it will be fine."

Seeing that Qingbi stopped talking, Yingxiu sighed, after all, she was still a soft-hearted girl, even though she agreed with her words, she still couldn't bear it, just like she couldn't bear it back then.

She just wanted to tell Qingbi that if you helped them with kindness today, she may not remember your kindness in the future. People are unpredictable. With a lot of kindness and intolerance, she can only live like she did in her previous life. If you are cruel, you have to be more cruel.

But looking at Qingbi's immature face, Yingxiu couldn't say it after all, so she beckoned her to come over, whispered a few words in her ear, Qingbi nodded knowingly, turned around and walked out. out of the house.

It is impossible for her to get that servant girl back, but it can make her suffer less in the Begonia Courtyard. If Yinghui hates her, then let her servant girl offend Yingxiu, Yinghui will feel happy instead.Once she is happy, the servant girl will feel better.

After the lunch break, Yingxiu went to Mrs. Shen's place to say hello, and she was not surprised to see Yinghui's haughty expression, as if she had caught her. After returning to Yun Academy, she saw that there were many people in the yard. Many pots of flowers.

Yan's mother came out of the house very strangely, "These are all sent by the second lady. She said that she likes flowers very much, so she specially found some."

Yingxiu glanced at Qingbi and said with a smile, "It's so strange to put this, I moved them and put a few pots on the corridor, and put the rest in that corner, don't disappoint the second lady's wishes." The servant girl moved all the flowerpots away, and Qingbi followed her into the room and explained, "Miss, you can't smell the flowers too much. If you smell too much, you will easily get a rash and feel uncomfortable. I don't know where the second lady is doing this." Spend more."

Yinghui is an arrogant child with a straightforward and simple heart. Qingbi just let people spread that some young ladies can't smell the fragrance of flowers. A few days ago, that girl named Yunqiao was ignorant, which made the young lady feel uncomfortable. After a few days, Yinghui admired Yunqiao immediately, but she didn't know where to find so many flower pots, and they fragrant the whole yard.

"After all, I'm still a child." After a little thought, it's clear whether this is true or false. In order to make her uncomfortable, she really used everything to make her uncomfortable, but thanks to Zhou's mother who was patient enough to coax her.

"Miss, someone from outside the house is looking for something made by you, and I will send it to you." Baoqin walked in, holding a letter in his hand and said to himself, "I don't remember that Miss made an order." What's the matter, that object doesn't look small."

Yingxiu took the hot-sealed letter and opened it for a look. She put down the envelope and asked Baoqin to send the things in. Xiangling was curious about the contents of the letter. If Yingxiu wanted to buy something, it would be Baoqin. And she was in charge, "I don't remember what the lady bought, whether it was a gift from someone else."

Yingxiu glanced at her lightly and folded the letter and put it in her cuff, "When I went to Qiao's house, I ordered it by passing by. I didn't expect it to be finished so soon."

Xiangling was stunned for a moment, a look of grievance flashed in his eyes and he didn't ask any more. Baoqin quickly took the box to Yun Academy. It was made of dark gray sandalwood, and it looked like a There are exquisite patterns engraved on the periphery of the box for musical instruments and the like. There are two delicate locks fastened in a long mark in the middle. Hold the piano and lift the lock with both hands and pull the box body upward to open it, revealing A dark brown carved qin with seven slender strings outlined at both ends, and a beautiful picture of peach blossoms engraved on the body of the qin, spreading around the body of the qin.

The maidservants who watched all sighed, Yingxiu stretched out her hand and hugged the Qin, Zi Yan quickly took a low table and put it in front of her, admiring, "Miss, this Qin is so beautiful."

Her slender fingers slid across the strings, but did not fiddle with them for a long time. Yingxiu raised her head to look at the cabinet, and motioned to hold the piano to lift a box on top of it. There was still a thin layer of dust on it. For her, It has been too long, so long that the fear gradually has no effect. It was also the lid opened from the middle. Yingxiu gently wiped the dust on the box and opened the box, and there was a Guqin quietly inside.

After not using it for many years, this guqin has become more and more charming, as if it is the mellow wine accumulated over the years, coming out from the deep sound of the piano, Yan's mother walked in and saw the two guqins on the table, her face changed, " Who took this piano out, put it back quickly!"

"Nurse, I asked them to take it out, don't blame them." Yingxiu hurriedly stopped, and Yan's mother looked at the two guqins that were almost the same, with worry on her face, "Miss, you What are you doing with this piano!"

Yingxiu smiled and comforted her softly, "Nurse, I'm fine, I just want to see which is better, the violin my teacher gave me back then or the new one I bought."

"Hey my lady, what's so good about the violin that person gave me? I said at the time that I was going to throw this violin away, but you didn't want to let it go. I said it would be fine to hide it so you don't see it. Why did you take it out again? "Mother Yan hated the person behind the guqin, which can be summed up as the shadow of childhood trauma. In Mama Yan's memory, that hateful woman from the music workshop harmed her own lady better.

Yingxiu looked at Yan's mother's excited look, but her memory was still very vague. Counting those years, 11 years have passed, most of the time she was alive has passed, and she has long been indifferent to the events of that day many.

What's more, I have already passed.

Su Miaoge is a vivid existence in Yingxiu's childhood memory, unlike Liu Xu'er, who is so beautiful and quiet, beautiful and refined; Su Miaoge's beauty is as uncontrollable as the flaming red rose, in her many memories Su Miaoge often teaches herself to play music in a fiery red dress. Whenever she is attracted to her, she always pokes her cheek with a coquettish smile and asks to play well.

It is such an uninhibited person who resists the captivity of others and leaves the band where she lives. Even though the memories at the end are so horrifying, Yingxiu is still grateful for the appearance of this wonderful woman in the past four years, who gave her a different life. spiritual world.

Yingxiu's qin art has only learned a few percent of Su Miaoge's, and every time she imitates her lazy and self-satisfied charming look, Su Miaoge always smiles very crisply, and when he is happy, he hugs her and praises, "Xiu'er doesn't need to learn from me, Xiu'er can just be yourself, and be what you want in your heart."

In her memory, she always loves to pluck the peach blossoms in her yard at the beginning of spring, warning her with a half-truth, "Xiu'er, don't believe too much in men's words, men's eyes, it will make you obsessed and lose yourself .”

At first she didn't understand, but later she didn't want to understand, but it was too late when she really understood.

(End of this chapter)