Today the family is reunited. Whether it is the atmosphere of the family, the common interests shown, or the pride shown by the uncle and others for being an official, Zhang Ning truly realizes that he is a member of the Zhang family. And just now
The eldest brother Zhang Shicai joked with the younger sister, and the uncle used pedantic dogma to educate the younger sister. Family affection not only brings warmth, but also like a basin of cold water poured on Zhang Ning's head: What kind of shameful mentality do I have towards my younger sister? In Silk
What happened to the bra that Zhuang bought?
The younger sister is emotionally dependent on her brother, and some of her little actions may be inappropriate, but she is only a teenage girl, she has no sense of propriety, and she has no sense of propriety in her own life?
Zhang Ning did not want to admit the "nasty" in his heart. He was only willing to admit that he had a secret psychology. Perhaps his busy life was too impetuous and he lacked sobriety and calmness. Now is the time to sober up.
Fortunately, I bought the things and hid them without taking action, and the loss was only twelve taels of silver. Everyone should pay the corresponding price for doing something wrong. If you don't do whatever you want, you can just smile and get over it.
After figuring out the relationship, Zhang Ning felt a lot more relaxed: Because he was confused and had bad intentions, he spent twelve taels of silver in vain. This kind of relief is like a person who has committed a crime and escaped from the law and finally surrendered and was released after serving his sentence. He is guilty but has already suffered.
Punished, no one owes anything to the other.
The night was getting darker, and the little sister was still cleaning up in her room. After Zhang Ning and the uncle talked about Ma Wenchang, the Wang family and other matters, they said calmly: "The little sister is still cleaning the room. I will go up to see her and talk to her."
say something."
Zhang Shicai nodded and said with a smile: "My little sister talks about you almost every day, and you really make her worried. Let's break up and rest early tomorrow for New Year's Eve."
In the eyes of the eldest brother and the others, it is normal for Zhang Ning to have a close relationship with his younger sister. With their parents gone, they are the closest, and even Zhang Jiujin is slightly separated. Zhang Ning is almost letting himself think this way now.
Yes, but caring about my sister is also due to old wounds and regrets in my heart. It should only be like this and no more.
He no longer felt guilty, and entered the wing openly and walked up the simple stairs that creaked noisily. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the little girl leaning on the table and carefully wiping the table with a cloth. Zhang Ning saw
I was stunned when I saw that the house was spotless, and I felt like there was no place to put my feet.
"There's no need to do this..." he said.
The furnishings of the bedroom were very simple, and the furniture was relatively old. There was only one window, and the stairs were dark and the lighting was not good. It was too easy for her to make such a bedroom like this.
"Brother!" The younger sister raised her head happily, and naturally wiped her forehead with her sleeve. She really looks like that, no matter what little gestures she makes, she is very cute, "Brother, they are really going to talk to you about boring things all night long.
About... why don’t you come in?”
After saying that, she walked up, grabbed Zhang Ning's arm without any explanation, and held him in her arms, "Come and sit here. Brother, you have been working hard outside. Go home and have a good rest."
"Um." Zhang Ning didn't know what to say. If he kept nagging about whether men and women were close to each other, she seemed to be turning into an old woman. I can only think of it this way, although in the Ming Dynasty, the rules of ordinary families like the Zhang family were still very casual.
"Actually, when you are away, I will help you clean the house almost every day." The little girl's expression looks very excited, but she can only say this kind of thing. Most of the time, words and words cannot express her feelings, especially
When they actually met, she raised her lips and said, "But I've been very busy these days. There's a lot of work to do at the shop, and I have to prepare things for the New Year. I'm lazy. I never thought you'd come back at this time. You said
Coincidence or not? I had to improvise and rush to clean it up for you."
Zhang Ning thought to himself, why is it that no one is cleaning it? But of course he understood that the younger sister was just expressing a feeling and not talking about household matters. People at this time could not directly say something as disgusting as "Brother, I miss you so much"
If so, he nodded and said "hmm" to express his understanding.
He had already sat down on the chair in front of the window, and was preparing to chat with his little sister with great interest. However, the little sister could not sit still at this time, and her beautiful body was swaying in front of her, like a light dance;
Hearing the sound in my ears is a kind of enjoyment, although it is not a big deal: "This is where my brother used to sit most often. I can hear you reading every day. Suddenly, this chair disappeared and no one stopped reading.
The sound seemed to be empty somewhere..."
Zhang Ning looked around and saw such a simple and cramped room with such small windows. However, the previous Zhang Ning had studied hard here for ten or twenty years. The words "ten years in a cold window" are really hard work in this era. He felt that
Sighing slightly, it shouldn't be ordinary loneliness and misery, right?
The little girl became more energetic as she talked. She went to the cabinet and took out an old thread-bound book of "The University" and stuffed it into Zhang Ning's hands. Then she sat down opposite him, supported her chin with both hands and used a pair of smart big fingers.
Looking at him: "Brother, just hold the book and talk to me."
Zhang Ning's pretentious posture was too arrogant, and he felt angry and amused, so he threw "The University" on the table.
The younger sister said angrily: "Brother doesn't seem to want to talk to me! I'm talking here alone, and you just say yes. Do you think you're annoying me?"
"No, my little sister's voice is so nice. I like it so I don't want to interrupt." Zhang Ning said hurriedly.
"Is that so?" She smiled.
Zhang Ning nodded without hesitation: "Whether I'm annoying you or not, don't you know clearly by looking at me? You don't need to listen to what I say."
The little girl didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly she covered her mouth and let out a chuckle. She probably remembered that he always visited her when there were guests at home. Zhang Ning thought he had guessed her little thoughts, and he showed it with some satisfaction.
Smiling, the little girl still hopes that someone will pay attention to her, but her uncle and others only have old-fashioned dogmas.
So the little girl calmed down for a while, and sat across from Zhang Ning, looking at each other in silence. Zhang Ning looked at her face, which was still a bit childish, but all parts were well-proportioned, such as her forehead, which looked very
Full, but not bulging at all, the contours are quite graceful... If the girl doesn't wear the kind of coarse cloth dress, she will definitely look stunning if she dresses up.
She finally couldn't help but talk about her daughter's thoughts again. All her thoughts were described very euphemistically, like the mist and rain in the alleys of Jiangnan, soft, feeble and hazy, soft and quiet, not thrilling, but as long as you listen carefully, it will
You can experience a different kind of tenderness.
Zhang Ning felt very safe, relaxed, and comfortable. His whole body was soft and warm, just like the quilt in the winter morning, making people enjoy themselves and didn't want to move.
Running away in embarrassment all the way from the capital to the capital, and then from Beijing to Yangzhou, and from Yangzhou back to the capital, Zhang Ning had all kinds of emotions except that he didn't feel tired at all, but at this time, a strong feeling of fatigue and tiredness hit his heart.
Maybe a lot of pressure is held in outside, but once you enter this gentle land, many things are slowly released, just like a piece of soil that becomes harder and harder as it is exposed to the sun, and slowly melts when thrown into warm water... Zhang Ning's eyelids
Can't stop fighting.
When the little girl saw this, she said, "I'll get you some water to wash your feet. You can have a good sleep first."
"Yeah." Zhang Ning responded.
He had a bad habit of laziness in his daily life. At this time, he was too lazy to move and didn't want to move, so he became the little sister to serve him. Fortunately, the little sister was diligent and didn't bother to do such trivial things, so Zhang Ning simply took advantage of her "
"Cheap".
When he sat on the edge of the bed, he was so sleepy that he said, "My little sister is going back to rest soon. Let's continue talking tomorrow."
"Brother, you must be busy with other things tomorrow?" She pursed her lips and smiled casually, "But you can just do your thing with peace of mind, just like you read your book before. I'm leaving...
Take off your clothes and give them to me, and tomorrow morning you can get another clean one from the cupboard, which was dried not long ago."
"Oh, okay." Zhang Ning said, unbuttoned his belt, took off his clothes and left only a pair of underwear and underpants, and even gave the socks to the little girl to wash. There is a hard-working girl in the family, and life is unspeakable.
An Yi... As an official in the capital, Zhang Ning had to wash his own clothes. Zhang Ning didn't think that as Niu Er, who was doing chores, the follower who had nothing to do and giggled could wash the clothes very clean.
There was a familiar "crunching" shaking sound on the stairs. Zhang Ning pulled the quilt and lay down, getting comfortable and preparing to fall asleep.
Unexpectedly, the sound of the stairs came again after a while. He turned his head and looked at the door to see who was coming in. It was probably the little sister who had come back and had something to do. As expected, the little sister opened the door and stood at the door, still holding her arms in her arms.
There was a pile of clothes, but her face was red and a little embarrassed.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Ning asked.
Zhang Xiaomei stretched out her hand and took out something light red, white with red in color, and the material was mostly transparent gauze. When Zhang Ning saw this, his heart thumped, and he immediately understood what it was.
"I just forgot to ask you to take out your things, such as banknotes and stamps, and I found this." Zhang Xiaomei's voice became softer as she spoke, "Is it for me?"
"A handkerchief..." Zhang Ning touched his chin, thinking of an excuse on the fly.
Zhang Xiaomei's shoulders trembled for a while, and she pursed her lips and laughed so hard that her body shook: "A handkerchief?"
"Don't worry about what it is, it's not for you anyway." Zhang Ning tried his best to keep his face serious, and he had already woken up from sleep.
Zhang Xiaomei smiled again and asked, "Who is that for?"
"Oh yes!" Zhang Ning glared, "Your future sister-in-law is the daughter of Mr. Yang's family."
"My sister-in-law is far away in the capital, why did you buy something from her before she got home? Brother, just admit it generously. You bought it for me. I think so. In addition to buying Bu Ginseng tea, my brother bought something else for everyone when he came back.
I want to give you something as a gift, why don’t I have one..." Zhang Xiaomei rolled her eyes and imitated his seriousness, "Well, it should be like this: last time you lost someone else's... a handkerchief, this time
I wanted to buy the same thing as a gift to me when I got back. But you were too embarrassed to give it to me, so you just kept telling lies. What’s wrong with that?"
Zhang Ning was speechless.
"Anyway, I accepted it. If you still want to find some excuse, then you have to give it to someone else to buy another piece. This one is mine." The little girl didn't mean to be polite at all, with a smile on her face.
Zhang Ning then quickly said: "If it doesn't fit, just throw it away, and my brother will give you money to buy a new one."
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