Chapter 103: Preliminary Determination of Dust (Part 1)
Perhaps they had had enough trouble in the morning. When Shen Yuan and the others arrived, Guanying did not continue to make any noise. Shen Yuan had ordered the caretaker last night not to let her freeze, and to change her when Tang was cold. Now Guanying was leaning on her Wall huddled on the mat, clutching his cloak tightly, holding Yu Pozi in his arms. When he heard someone opening the door, he raised his eyelids and took a look, then lowered his head without saying a word.
When Shen Yuan left at night, Guanying kept shouting, and kept shouting, but the golden body with a body of clay refused to look back. The door was closed, the footsteps were far away, and only her own echo was left. She was so frightened that she could only put on her cloak pocket. She wrapped herself up in a hat and stayed up until dawn. She heard someone outside, and she quickly shouted, begging to see the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva, the oiran, but no one paid any attention to her except the cold wind shouting outside... …
After a while, someone came to change the soup pot for her, and also brought food, a portion of porridge and two dishes of side dishes, but she ate them like delicacies from the mountains and the sea. Guanying knew that this must be what Mo Changyan meant. She begged to see the oiran, just for one, but the visitor put down her things and left. She slumped in the corner and shed tears, and finally had to admit the reality - it was impossible for her to stay, and Mo Zhangyan saved her. Giving her life back doesn't mean that she will do anything for her.
She didn't understand why Mo Zhangyan was here and brought that dead girl with him.
Guanying dislikes Caiyun very much. They were sold from the same village. Guanying has always regarded Caiyun as a witness to shame, and is afraid that Caiyun will tell her past things. But in fact... Caiyun doesn't know about those things at all. thing.
Caiyun was the second daughter of a farmer. During the years of poor harvests, her nephew was so hungry that she and her two younger sisters were taken away. Due to years of hunger, Caiyun's face was withered and yellow at that time, and she had no appearance at all. It can be said that she just entered the backyard and worked as a rough maid.
But Guanying remembered Caiyun and regarded her as a thorn in her side. When she was still the most inconspicuous prostitute, she quietly bullied her. When she became the number one, she couldn't wait to have her by her side and treated her harshly. He was also beaten and scolded frequently.
Guanying always thought that Caiyun was pretending to be stupid. Every time she was beaten, she just cried and didn't talk about those things out loud. She must be laughing secretly in her heart. To this day, Caiyun is standing cleanly dressed. , huddled in the corner with disheveled hair, Guan Ying really knew what retribution was.
Shen Yuan slowly walked up to Guanying. She walked very smoothly and her skirt hardly swayed. Caiyun hesitated, waiting by the door and did not follow. Guanying glanced out of the corner of her eye, Mo Zhangyan changed her clothes today. This skirt has no large albizia flowers on the skirt, and the color has turned into ginger. Under the skirt, you can still see a Ruyi shoe toe dotted with finger-sized ink beads.
Looking up along the pleats of the skirt, Mo Shangyan was still wearing the big coat. When the light was better, she could see clearly. It turned out to be a darker light bamboo green color, with wide dark brown sleeves. Yuan Ling Yuan.
"Don't you...favorite wearing red?" Guanying somehow managed not to rush to defend herself, but instead asked such an irrelevant question.
"When have you ever seen me wearing red for nothing?" Shen Yuan wasn't standing very close. He didn't need to lower his head. He could look at Guanying with just a slight lowering of his gaze. Is it red? Isn't it because you don't see many people usually? Dressed in red, the impression left on others is that of a girl in red.
Isn't it right... The last time he appeared with Shen Han in the front hall, he was obviously wearing light blue clothes. Only two days have passed, and it's already so cold that he has to put on a jacket. Guanying, who loves to join in the fun, has become passive. Taciturn.
Guanying's eyes were wandering, as if she couldn't answer, her eyes were bloodshot, and there were two thick black patches under her eyes. The tail of her eyes was naturally raised, and she was naturally charming, but under this haggard face, her charming appearance had changed. It has an almost comical expression, just like the silly string-pulling figure of a shadow puppet maker.
The little man clasped his neck, stiffly stretched out his hand to pull at the hem of Shen Yuan's skirt, and said in a piteous voice: "Miss! Guanying, please, please..." Mo Changyan was still willing to talk to her, which made her eyes tremble. There was a little hope again, "I will act like a cow or a horse for you, don't let me go!"
Shen Yuan deliberately refused to answer: "It will get cold in the future, and it will be no better than here. I will tell you to go down and ask you to bring some thick clothes. People who are driven out are not allowed to bring anything, even if they are brought here." I can't keep it in my hand." She took two steps back and shook off Guanying's hand, "Calm down and take good care of yourself, otherwise it will only be more difficult when you get there."
The hope in Guanying's eyes stagnated, then became chaotic, and then extinguished. Shen Yuan stopped looking at her, turned around and walked out the door, glanced at Caiyun, and motioned for him to follow.
"Sister!" Guanying suddenly shouted. Shen Yuan thought she was going to yell again, so he didn't stop. Just as he stepped out of the door, he heard Guanying's words from behind: "You are a good person!"
I'm not. Shen Yuan replied to her in his heart.
On the way back, Shen Yuan told Caiyun simply that Guanying was dying last night and he saved her. "You saw it, she won't die." Caiyun timidly answered yes and followed her back to the building. Shen Yuan did not go back to his room, but asked Caiyun to lead the way to her room.
Caiyun's room was very small, at the end of the corridor, far away from Guanying's room, so she almost had to wait at Guanying's place all day long. There was a bed against the wall under the opposite window, with hanging aqua and dark green embroidered flowers. The bamboo leaf tent is a bit old. There are three or two boxes and cages stacked at the end of the bed. There is a table and a chair next to it. There is a small makeup mirror covering the table. There are no precious objects. There are only a few scattered here and there. The quality of the boxes was not of the highest quality; there was a stove just outside the door, and there was no charcoal fire inside, which made the already small room even more crowded.
Shen Yuan held the hand stove, walked to the bed and sat down. The bed was very thick. He stretched out his hand to touch the quilt. The material was also available to the maids in the building. There was no deduction. Even if there was no charcoal fire in the room, it would be covered with these thick quilts. It won't be too cold either.
Caiyun stood aside awkwardly. She did not expect that the oiran would come to her room. Not to mention the shabby furnishings, there was not even a cup of hot water. Seeing the oiran looking at the furnishings in the room and touching the quilt, Caiyun was nervous. He pinched the corners of his clothes, for fear that she would ask and he would not be able to answer.
In the past, there were many things to do in Guanying, so Caiyun was always asked to go to her room to follow the rules. She would stay there all day long, and she had to be very strict with food and clothing. She was not allowed to wear red or green, no makeup, no makeup, no jewelry. Caiyun was rarely in her room. There was no charcoal fire inside, so I could only squeeze out some time to take apart a few old cotton-padded jackets, and hurriedly stuffed the quilts thicker, so that they could be used.
If she wanted to talk about these predicaments in front of others, Caiyun would really not be able to open her mouth. This chapter has been completed!