It seems like I haven't seen so much money in many years. Mr. Rong is a wonderful person who regards money as dung. I have been with Mr. Rong for so many years and I can't see it. I think the silver is still white and white.
Thinking about it, although I have ink in my stomach, I am still a layman, not like Mr. Rong and him who are truly literati. If someone gives me money, I will take it, hold it in my heart and cover it tightly.
When the ten taels of silver appeared in front of my eyes, what he said to me back then naturally came to my mind.
"Their money is for listening to the piano and watching the dance, and your money is for me alone. Although it will not go into my pocket in the end, there is a big difference. I will return the ten taels of silver to you as soon as possible." When he knew he had misunderstood me, he let go of my wrist, "Never default."
But I don't want him to return the silver to me, I hope he can give me a chance to touch the heaven who always doesn't love me.
"You don't have to pay me back the money. If it wasn't for helping you, I wouldn't have eaten so many good things in Huixianglou. I have never had such a good meal in my life." Well, I admit it, I never want to eat it in my life. After eating so many good things in one go, I would rather be hungry than eat until I vomit.
He sat down and continued to wipe the piano, but ignored me, and even gave me a contemptuous glance. I understand that he can't understand my virtue of not having enough food in eight lifetimes.
Well, I comforted myself from the bottom of my heart and said that boys his age are actually a little bit rebellious, and Xiao Chunyan often dislikes me because of the uneven distribution of spoils with me after stealing melons, fruits and pastries.
I want to teach my little musicians that I didn't win the championship right away because I didn't have a full meal. I also ate a full meal until I vomited. If he knows the truth, I can restore my image of being a starved ghost reincarnated.
But after thinking about it, if he knew that I vomited from eating, his face would definitely not look better than before, so I thought it was better to be like this, and he would know about me when he stopped rebelling.
I walked over, conscious that I didn't get too close, and knelt down beside him, imitating elder sister Minmin's tone and said to him, "Silver is too vulgar, if you really want to repay me, why don't you continue teaching me to play the piano until I learned "Leaving the Pavilion Banquet"?"
In order to prevent him from refusing, I hurriedly added, "Anyway, anyway, if you give me money, I won't accept it." Because of a guilty conscience, I stumbled a little.
He turned his head and gave me a look, as if to say that he had never seen such a brazen person like me. I'm really thick-skinned, not only don't feel shameful, I even rolled up the corners of my mouth and smiled at him.
I saw him stunned for a moment, then buried his head to wipe the piano in disgust, his voice sank, "Got it, you go out first."
He endured me really hard, and every protruding vein on my forehead hit me clearly.
In order to comfort him a little, I poured him a cup of hot tea before leaving, "Jing Xian, I will catch fireflies for you every day from now on."
In order to fulfill this promise, I studied with him for two years, and went to the grove behind Chunfeng Pavilion every day, regardless of spring or winter.
I was twelve years old that year, and I played "Li Pavilion Banquet" completely and clearly for the first time.
? At that time, I was sitting beside him, and I turned my head to look with a surging mood, thinking that I would see a face full of gratification, but what caught my eyes was his extremely rare upturned mouth corners and joyful eyes.
? I thought he would give me some face by praising me for a show, but he didn't. He showed the joy of this relief too clearly, and didn't care if my fragile heart was hit hard.
In fact, I should have thought about it a long time ago. His recent mood has become clearer day by day, and he is happy every day, happier and happier, and he is getting more and more kind to me. I almost thought that it was the love I invested in "Li Ting Banquet" that influenced him.
Before he opened his mouth to drive me away, I said first, "I have wronged you and your qin these two years. I know this qin was given to you by your master. It is very precious. To make up for it, tomorrow For starters, I'll come and scrub it down every day. What do you think?"
Now it's my turn to be twelve years old, and it's his turn to think that I'm starting to be a little rebellious. He obviously doesn't want me to get close to him and his piano. To walk neatly is to rebel against him.
"I don't think it's necessary." He drooped the corners of his mouth, as indifferent as he used to be, "After you leave, I will change the strings for this violin again."
In the past two years, I have caught the fireflies behind the grove to the brink of extinction, but he still hasn't changed a little bit about me. I'm still a little depressed, and I don't dare to be too depressed, lest he think I have a bad temper.
the"Then what will I do when I come tomorrow?" I sat on the futon, hugged my legs, and looked at him with hopeful eyes.
He turned to look at me, "You have already learned "Li Pavilion Banquet", so there is no need to come again."
"But I think you may need someone to serve tea and water, and I happen to be good at it" I looked so ugly begging for nothing, but when I thought that he didn't think I was attractive, I was relieved .
"No." He frowned, "I usually read, write, play the piano, etc., and I don't want to be disturbed."
?If he refuses to this point, if I find any reason to come out, I will be making things difficult for him. Originally, he is not as good at making excuses as I am.
I slowly moved away from his futon, and slowly stood up again, with a reluctant look that looked ridiculous in front of his indifference.
I withdrew my worthless expression and said goodbye to him, and caught a glimpse of a red shadow on the futon out of the corner of my eye. I looked back dazedly, shocked, "BloodI'm bleeding! Jing Xian, look quickly!"
God, just take a look, I was so angry with his determination that I bleed.
His delicate brows were so frowned that they darkened a bit, and he only glanced at me when I called out to him. This glance made his face that has never changed for thousands of years show two expressions of embarrassment and surprise, and then looked away after switching back and forth.
I saw that the base of his ears were turning red, and I guess he thought he was in some trouble, and he might feel sorry for me for being so ruthless and causing me to bleed.
At this time, in order to show my empathetic side, I quickly took his hand and comforted him, "It's okay, Jing Xian, I don't feel any pain, I don't even feel the bleeding. Don't worry, I won't report to the police , this matter has nothing to do with you."
"This is sunflower water, not bleeding! It has nothing to do with me!" He withdrew his hand, with a look on his face as if I had taken advantage of him. Well, I did take the opportunity to take advantage of him.
I was startled, knelt down by the futon, buried my head to look, "What is sunflower water?"
"Ask your sister Minmin!" He looks so pretty with a blushing face.
"Then I'll ask Sister Minmin." I wanted to see what made him so ashamed, got up from the ground, and I picked up his futon, "This one will wash it for you too, hang it in the temple to dry Bring it back when it's done."
That's right, I'm always ashamed to let him, a fourteen-year-old boy, wash these rough things. Of course, the most important thing is that he won't help me wash it either.
"No need." He blushed even more, "There's no need to take it back, I have plenty here. Just keep it for yourself."
He despises me, and everything I touch with him also despises. I don't blame him for that. If I were a lady, I wouldn't be like this.
I took two steps towards the door with the futon in my arms, then turned my head and asked, "Do I need to cover up the blood on my pants? If an official asks me where the blood came from, how should I answer?"
He blushed and gritted his teeth, "Do you think the officials will notice you? It's not like you don't know that the clothes I changed were taken to be washed yesterday."
I stared at the only snow-white plain coat on his body, expecting that he would not give it to me even if it was not cold today, and my trousers were dirty, and I couldn't tell any blood at all. What's more, I think what he said is very reasonable. Officials only care about the common people, and beggars are not considered common people.
So I ran out of the Jieyu Building with my futon in my arms and bloody pants.
Because I ran too fast, when I arrived at sister Minmin's place, my lower abdomen started to throb and throb.
The feeling was the same as that of me sitting on the drum platform at this time. I was sweating a little on my forehead, and I suddenly had a bad premonition in my heart.
The attendant called me: "Miss Huaguan? But what's wrong?" (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com