Snowflakes were falling, and the couple named Husband and wife stood on both sides of the pillar, looking at the surrounding courtyard. Turning her head, Su Tan'er lowered her head slightly, and a smile emerged from the corner of her mouth.
"Actually...it's not that my husband is weird. When I was a kid, Tan'er also liked to stand here and watch. Did your husband notice? The view here is the best." She stretched out her hand and pointed out in the distance, "Hey,
Where is the courtyard where dad and mom live... Second Aunt’s house... Grandpa’s house is slightly blocked... Third Uncle is over there... That lantern should be Wenying’s group walking around..."
In the Su Mansion at night, each area was clearly divided under Su Tan'er's guidance. There were also various figures walking in the courtyard holding lanterns. Su Tan'er pointed them out one by one with ease. After a moment, she thought about it.
think.
"I didn't live here when I was a child, but I often liked to come here to play. I sat upstairs and looked around. When the wet nurse couldn't find me, I knew I had to come here to look for me. When I saw the wet nurse coming up, I
She often hides inside, hehe, she always hides in one place. The wet nurse is clumsy. Once I changed the place to hide, she couldn’t find her. She kept calling outside for a long time..."
"Every time the wet nurse came over, she said it was windy up there, or that it was time to eat. My husband may not have thought that I was in good health when I was a child. I wouldn't get sick at all if I blew the wind. I liked running around like a boy.
, chasing and beating me, but they stopped playing with me later. As for eating, why do I need to eat? Sometimes I don’t seem to feel hungry. I asked the wet nurse, and she didn’t know. Oh, when my mother gave birth to me,
Daddy said that he wanted a boy to inherit the family business, but the baby was born as a girl. Daddy said that it was good to have a lady in the family. In fact, I don’t look like a lady in the family..."
She raised her chin and smiled, but there was no shadow in that smile. Even though she didn't have much knowledge at this time, no matter how she looked or acted, at least in terms of "looking like a lady", there was nothing
questionable.
"So later...well, when I could choose a yard by myself, I moved here with Xiaochan and the others. My husband may not know that when I dared to move in, I lived in the room here.
Because the view here is better. But...then it moved to that side. Does your husband know why?"
"If you can't see others, others can't see you, right?"
Ning Yi answered casually, and Su Tan'er was silent for a long time: "Before my husband...did you have any ideals and ambitions?"
"I..." Ning Yi thought about what happened a long time ago, "I want to build a house."
"Huh?" This answer obviously surprised Su Tan'er. After a moment, she said, "Building a house? Is it like...a mason?"
"Haha." Ning Yi raised his head and laughed, "Yes, masons, carpenters and the like... Well, almost."
"I have never thought about this..." Su Tan'er murmured, and Ning Yi tapped his fingers on the railing a few times, then took out a washed preserved egg and handed it over through the wooden pillar:
"By the way, I'll give you a taste."
"Duck eggs?"
It was snowing, and the light coming from below on this corridor was quite strong, but it was difficult to distinguish the different patterns on the shells of duck eggs. Su Tan'er didn't mind that much, so she took the duck eggs,
I tapped on the railing a few times, then reached out and slowly peeled off the shell. I peeled off a few pieces and then stopped.
"I... when I was a child, I actually wanted to be a magician... Oh, of course I just thought so. My family invited a troupe to perform every year. When I was a child, it looked so magical. I always thought that if I learned how to do it, I might be able to fly.
The earth became a god, and later he also learned some things, just like what you taught Xiaochan that day, sir, you see..."
She stretched out her left hand over there, her bright wrist shining brightly in the snowflakes, as if it was about to emit light. She pinched the few eggshells she had just peeled off on her delicate and slender fingers, and then gently rubbed them with her fingers, exuding fluorescent light.
The dust fell down from her fingertips like thin lines, magical and magnificent. This was probably a secret recipe she learned from some actors. After the performance, she laughed softly, feeling a little happy.
"But of course, neither my father nor my mother would allow me to become an actor. When I was too young, I couldn't feel some things. As I got older, I realized that my parents were a little unhappy. My father wanted to have an actor.
I am a male, but even after marrying two aunts, I still couldn’t give birth to a younger brother or sister. Sometimes, of course dad would...of course he would feel..."
Perhaps because this was a bit awkward to say, Su Tan'er paused for a long time, and then took a deep breath: "Anyway... From then on, I felt strange... Why can't girls inherit the family business?
, they obviously can't do anything as well as me, even if they go to school to learn poetry, arithmetic, and I dress up like a boy... Of course they will be seen through, but no matter what, they won't go out, and they won't be beaten.
Even if you don't scold them, you have to sit there and listen to the class. Fortunately, it is a school run by the family. Later, grandpa also made a statement... So now the girls like Xiaoqi can go to the school to listen to the class, and it is because I am so stubborn.
of……"
While talking, she slowly peeled off the eggshell. At this time, she smiled slightly, and then she seemed to have discovered something. She said "Huh" and raised the half-peeled egg. It was amber.
The egg white and the patterns in it shine against the light below.
Ning Yi turned around and leaned on the railing: "You can eat preserved eggs."
"Um?"
She had never seen duck eggs with such an image before. Su Tan'er thought for a while, then brought the preserved egg to her mouth, took a bite, and then returned to the topic.
"I know that my husband may not like to hear these words. Men don't like to hear these things from women. I never tell others, but I feel... I must tell my husband these things, even if he doesn't.
Like... Tan'er also wants to say that Tan'er is not a domineering or domineering woman. After spending half a year with my husband, I feel that my husband's temperament may be able to listen to these weird thoughts. Tan'er really wants to
...I want to take good care of the Su family, but that's just the way I feel. Tan'er and her husband are husband and wife, and they have a love agreement. Tan'er doesn't want her husband to be like them and have too many grudges against me...
...if...if..."
She tried hard to think of the words, and Ning Yi smiled: "What if I really become a mason."
Su Tan'er thought for a while and said with a smile: "I also want to be a juggler."
"Oh, actually..." Ning Yi took out a piece of folded rice paper from his arms, waved it in the air a few times, opened it, and handed it to Su Tan'er, "Look at this."
There was insufficient light, so some weird pictures were drawn with a brush on the rice paper, and then there were patterns like this, which were blurry. Su Tan'er looked at Ning Yi with a slight doubt, then picked up the drawing and started drawing.
Shimmer looked carefully...
The appearance of various objects on this rice paper is a bit weird, and there are some completely incomprehensible line characters in many places, which are somewhat similar to the Persian and Chinese characters from the West. After looking at this for a long time, Su Tan'er
Only then did she admit that she couldn't understand, and raised her head: "Mr., this is... investigating things?" She may not be able to understand the drawings, but she can more or less guess what category it belongs to. Silk weaving starts at home, and among the many looms
She has naturally seen the drawings of the two types, but if she talks about it, it is difficult to tell which one is more complicated.
In these days, Confucianism valued humanities over objects. Su Tan'er never imagined that her husband, who was usually indifferent and had many puzzling behaviors, was actually studying these things seriously. In fact, the Su family also has talents who specialize in improving looms.
Yes, but they are basically used as maintenance workers. The status of craftsmen in this society is indeed low. Even if it is exaggerated and added with a name like "Gewu", others will not understand it. Although many years later, the so-called "Gewu Zhizhi" is understood
Chinese Confucianism focuses on physics, but in this era, the real so-called investigation of things has little to do with these. They explore the inner laws of things as a philosophy of life. If you develop towards physics,
, that is a clever and obscene technique, which is despised by others.
However, as a businessman who understands the value of craftsmen, Su Tan'er obviously has no prejudice against this matter. Ning Yi smiled: "I do it when I am bored. I don't know if there will be any results in two or three years..."
Su Tan'er said: "Actually, there are a few master craftsmen in the family who have some experience in these things, but..." She does not discriminate against these things, but after all, the status of craftsmen is low. If this husband goes to talk to each other about these things all day long, even if
Those elderly people are relatively respected in the Su family, and Ning Yi will obviously be criticized. At this time, he hesitated to speak. Fortunately, Ning Yi also shook his head.
"It's not urgent, I just like to think about it when I have nothing to do."
"I don't know, what are these paintings by Mr. Xianggong used for?"
Ning Yi paused: "It's hard to say what to eat now."
He looked at the object in Su Tan'er's hand. Su Tan'er noticed it later, and then she reacted and looked at the preserved egg with only a small part left: "Could it be that... this is also my husband..."
"Well, basically."
Su Tan'er was stunned for a long time, and then she put the remaining half of the preserved egg into her mouth, chewed it slowly, and swallowed it. Ning Yi looked at the yard in the distance, and Su Tan'er rested her hands on the railing.
, lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking. After a long time, she smiled quietly. The smile seemed a little surprised, and she seemed to feel that she had done something unnecessary.
"Actually, my husband already knew what Tan'er was going to say when he came over, right?"
After a moment, Ning Yi nodded: "I can probably guess something."
"My husband is not a nerd."
"Ah……"
"My husband tells stories in school with profound meaning."
"That one was indeed said casually."
Su Tan'er ignored him, looked into the distance, and continued: "Shui Tiao Ge Tou was not told by a Taoist priest."
"..."
"My husband is a talented and learned man."
"Ahem, this really doesn't exist..."
Su Tan'er decided on something in her mind and was already talking to herself. After a while, she turned her head and looked over. This time she probably asked a question: "However, my husband was in the He Mansion that day. Did he really see through the He family's thoughts?"
, also guessed what happened to the Xue family?"
Ning Yi looked at her for a few seconds: "If I say yes, would you believe it?"
"My husband knows this from birth, and Tan'er's experience over the years is completely useless..."
Su Tan'er wrinkled her nose and smiled brightly. Apparently she had found the answer. At this point, she was actually very confident. This confidence actually had its basis. In fact, for Ning Yi, it was not
He was right. He just happened to collide with the He family's thoughts because of some incomplete pieces of information. If Su Tan'er thought like this, Ning Yi naturally didn't need to explain anything.
"My husband is a weirdo," she concluded.
"So is my wife, right?"
"Hee." Su Tan'er laughed happily, "Tan'er is relieved."
The snow fell silently, stretching across the entire Jiangning city. In this bustling world, the sound of laughter seemed like a bright yellow window quietly opened in a corner, gently embraced by the world.
In the winter of the seventh year of Jinghan's reign in the Wu Dynasty, the years were like a timeless picture, amidst the heavy snow, there was peace and tranquility.
The courtyard where Song Mao is located.
The lights in the room swayed, and the light and shadow swayed slightly on the window lattice. The young man had come in to greet him. On one side of the house, a middle-aged man with a strong and upright appearance was sitting at the table, writing and chatting.
He was chatting with the other party, but probably not a single word of what was said entered his mind.
Su Wenxing did not dare to question his uncle. At this time, he could only say something, hoping that his uncle would give an answer at some time.
After an unknown amount of time, a bell sounded in the distance outside. Song Mao put down his brush, raised his head, and pressed the rice paper.
"I haven't finished writing this post yet. I'll write it after I get back." He stood up with a smile, turned to look at his absent-minded nephew, then walked over and was silent for a while: "Wen Xing, do you think I want to defeat you?
Sister Tan'er, how difficult is it to be in charge of the Su family?"
Su Wenxing's heart was originally about Ning Yi, but when he heard this question, he still thought seriously: "I don't dare to deceive my uncle. Sister Tan'er... is indeed very capable. If she really takes charge of the big house, my nephew...
…No confidence at all…”
It was difficult to say this, but it was obvious that being honest in front of his uncle was the most important thing. After Su Wenxing finished speaking, Song Mao shook his head and patted his shoulder: "You think too much. There is one thing you should never forget, your sister Tan'er
, she is just a womanly person."
"I...I understand, but what she did is indeed..."
"Why do you guys always want to defeat her?" Song Mao smiled, "The Su family is always headed by the old lady. Even if the old lady passes away, there are still brothers of the old lady. Even if they are side branches, they still have the right to speak.
.You have to think about it, if Su Tan'er really takes charge of the Su family and is truly independent, she will be under the greatest pressure from the outside world because of her identity as a woman. The old lady gave her a chance and now lets her manage things, but after all, she is still
Under your uncle's wing. Do you think the pressure she will receive in the Su family is greater or less than the pressure she will receive from the outside world when she takes charge of the Su family in the future?"
Su Wenxing was confused for a while: "Uncle is saying..."
"Oh, you... don't need to surpass her in ability, and you don't need to defeat her in the mall. As long as she can't take over the Su family safely, swallow up your second and third bedrooms, or directly overwhelm your second and third bedrooms. This,
This is to break the situation. In the final analysis, she is just a woman. Her ability must be dozens of times higher than yours to do what you can do, and you only need to maintain the status quo. If her ability cannot win the second wife
Three bedrooms, but just to maintain a big house, then the old lady will never hand over this family to her, because as a woman, she cannot afford the Su family just like this. Wenxing, you two bedrooms and three bedrooms, you will be safe
Let her swallow it in part?"
Su Wenxing already understood and was a little excited at this time: "How, how is it possible? How can I just sit back and wait for death!" This is simply a battle that can be won by sitting down.
"Your father understands this, and so does your third uncle, but they won't tell you clearly because they are afraid that you children will lose your fighting spirit. Now that you know the truth, don't spread it indiscriminately. What you should do is still
You have to go all out to do it, do you understand?" Song Mao patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go and accompany your uncle to catch up with your father and mother."
"Yeah." Su Wenxing nodded and was about to follow, but then he remembered, "But uncle, what about Ning Yi... He is sister Tan'er's husband. If he wants to cause trouble for her, wouldn't this be the best opportunity?
?”
"This matter..." Song Mao walked to the side and picked up the cold sober tea and took a sip. He considered the words in his mind. People who can talk and laugh with people like Qin Siyuan and Kang Xian, no matter whether he has talent or knowledge, and
How can a little guy like you be so easy to deal with? Years of experience in officialdom allowed him to automatically filter out some things, and he never wanted to say harsh words. But looking back at his nephew's appearance, he still sighed when he remembered that he had some real feelings over the years.
Take a breath.
"This matter...it doesn't matter what other people do. I want you, Wen Xing, to stay out of the matter. Regardless of whether Ning Yi is talented or not, you must remember this matter." He paused and said the thing he least wanted to say that night.
words, “…so that you don’t bring shame on yourself.”