The late autumn night is as cool as water, quiet and tranquil.
Zhang Ning was writing the report all night, and he messed up a stack of files and accounts on the table. It seemed that he was in a hurry and had everything to do. In fact, he was writing leisurely and leisurely. It was just that he had bad living habits and was carelessly writing. I turned over it and didn't like to tidy it up, so the table became a mess.
It was originally an unimportant article, and it was for Hu Ying, my old boss, so there was no pressure. Anyway, there was no entertainment before going to bed, and it was chilly outside in the yard in autumn, so instead of just sitting or reading some idle books, it was better to Just do some work slowly.
There is another person in the room, Zhao Erniang, who is making the bed over there. The former spy is now treated as a maid by Zhang Ning. When he was in Yangzhou, he had used a male servant as a matter of course, and found it very unpleasant to be suspected of having sex. This is called eating. Every pit brings wisdom, so after arriving at Wuyuan, I summoned Zhao Erniang, but she was of no use except this.
But he soon discovered that there was also a problem... Just like now, that girl was lying on the bed with her ass stuck out, and she was wearing a coat and skirt, which was also very attractive. Zhang Ning looked like a hot-blooded young man, and he almost looked at it Gonna have a nosebleed.
Every time he wrote two or three words, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at it, unable to concentrate at all. More than once, he imagined in his mind the scene of him being pushed down on the bed and making a mess... But maybe he was too angry. He went up and stripped her naked and saw that what he saw was not what he imagined. Of course he had not forgotten the tragic experience Zhao Erniang had gone through. It would be great if the woman making the bed now was Fang Ling.
"Alas!" He sighed deeply, held the penholder with three fingers, dipped it into the inkstone a few times, and continued his regular calligraphy.
Zhao Erniang sighed when she heard this, and turned around and asked, "Is it difficult to write an article?"
"Yes..." Zhang Ning said casually, "I want to use words to explain it in a profound and simple way, but I can only scratch the surface."
Zhao Erniang laughed out loud: "What else should I pay attention to when writing an article? Nine shallow | one deep?"
Zhang Ning was immediately stunned, shook his head and said in a soliloquy tone: "Master Confucianism teaches well. When you are young, you must consolidate your roots and cultivate your character."
At this moment, a maid said at the door: "Sir, the doorman at the front door said he has something to report." Zhang Ning said, "Let him come in and talk."
Someone was coming, so Zhao Erniang stopped her flattery and behaved a lot. After a while, the doorman came over and said: "Sir, there is a young lady hanging around outside Wuyuan Gate and never leaves. The brother on duty felt suspicious, so he stepped forward to question her. She actually She was said to be the elder's biological sister. The younger ones didn't dare to leave without permission, so they reported her in."
Sister? Zhang Ning does have a sister, but how can the uncle and the others allow her to go out at such a late hour? He also felt suspicious, so he ordered: "Bring her in and meet her and we will find out."
"Yes." Menzi responded and walked away.
Zhang Ning dropped the pen casually, unable to calm down anymore, and waited for the maid to bring someone over. She saw that it was really Zhang Xiaomei, she lowered her head as if she had done something wrong... Running out in the dark was a mistake in itself. Zhang Ning didn't do it first After talking to her, he directly ordered the maid: "Go and send a message and ask the doorman just now to go to Liren Street to report to my home. He said that Zhang Xiaomei is in Wuyuan and has seen me. After reporting the message, he must come back and report."
After saying that, he stood up and gently held the little girl's shoulders and brought her into the house. He didn't intend to scold her, but just asked: "My face is pale from the cold. What's the emergency, little girl?"
When Zhao Erniang saw this, she was sure that this girl was Mr. Zhang's sister, so she flattered her and said, "The kitchen has cooked sweet porridge. I'll bring it hot."
When only the brother and sister were left in the room, Zhang Xiaomei muttered: "I knew it was useless... I didn't know why I came here just now. Just send me back and let my uncle scold me and I'll be fine."
Already."
"How do you know it's useless if you don't tell me?" Zhang Ning had to squat down and look at her face, because she was looking at her toes.
Zhang Xiaomei was silent for a long time, and then she spoke softly in a pleasant Mandarin accent: "I didn't want to agree to the marriage of the second son of the Su family, so I couldn't help but say it tonight. As a result, the uncle and the others came up one after another to reason with me.
Don’t let people sleep, it will be endless…”
Hearing this, Zhang Ning felt an indescribable joy in his heart. He was in such a good mood that he wanted to dance... He quickly realized that his mentality was incorrect. There was a logical contradiction between his mood and his principles of doing things, so he said nothing.
Didn't show it either.
"Didn't you say a while ago that the second young master was not a bad person?" He asked calmly, "Did you realize later that you were mistaken?"
Zhang Xiaomei shook her head vigorously, raised her head and looked at Zhang Ning with sparkling eyes. He felt a little strange, so he avoided her eyes and continued to remain calm.
The two were in a stalemate for a while, and she hesitated to speak, and finally said softly: "I didn't think there was anything wrong with it before, but suddenly my brother was going to the capital again. When I thought about going to the Su family, I would definitely rarely see him again in the future.
I don’t want to get married, I want… I want…”
Zhang Ning looked at her lips, inwardly looking forward to her continuing. Maybe her voice was too addictive, maybe... He couldn't control himself for a moment, and he refrained from speaking to encourage her, but his eyes betrayed him.
He was clearly encouraging her to continue, even if she shouldn't.
"I want to... be with my brother." Zhang Xiaomei blurted out. After saying this, her eyes suddenly showed a familiar light, with pleading and helplessness, which was a great challenge to her endurance.
Zhang Ning felt his heart trembling. He stretched out his hand blankly and stopped in the air, not knowing what to do.
Just then Zhao Erniang came in with hot porridge and rescued Zhang Ning from his dreamlike state. He just reached out to take the bowl, picked up the spoon, scooped out a small bowl and put it next to the little sister.
Said: "It's hot, eat a bowl to keep warm."
When he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was very strange, as if something was blocking his throat. Zhao Erniang also looked at him in surprise, and saw that his face was pale. Could it be that something happened at home?
"Yeah." The younger sister looked at Zhang Ning and suddenly showed a shallow smile, "It feels much better if I say it. Brother, I don't want to embarrass you."
After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and ate the porridge quietly. The candlelight shone on her smooth forehead, glowing with a goose-yellow and beautiful luster. Zhang Ning looked at her as if he were looking at an angel...God would give it to him if he opened his eyes.
There is nothing better than such a living person.
Even Zhao Erniang was surprised. She was not surprised by Zhang Xiaomei's appearance, but by Zhang Ning's look. She had known him for such a long time from Yangzhou to Nanjing, and most of the time he behaved calmly and indifferently. I had never seen him use any of these words.
Looking at a person with this look... Zhao Erniang thought that the care she received after being rescued was a rare tenderness, but it turned out that it was nothing at all.
"Being an adult's sister is... a good thing." Zhao Erniang couldn't help but say. She was not the only one to say this.
After hearing this, Zhang Xiaomei smiled sweetly, her eyes as beautiful as two moon bays: "My sister also thinks he is a good brother."
After a while, Zhao Erniang saw her put away her bowl and went out after finishing her meal, and whispered in a low voice: "The little girl was born in blessings and knows no blessings."
Zhang Xiaomei's mood gradually recovered. She was always an optimistic girl. When she saw the mess of papers on the table, she habitually cleaned it up. Then she looked at the bookshelf and bed and blurted out: "How can my brother's place be better than home?"
It’s still chaotic, aren’t there so many slaves?”
"People in the government do not work so carefully." Zhang Ning said calmly, "That Zhao Erniang was in charge of internal affairs just now, but she is not the person to do this kind of work."
The younger sister started working quickly. She didn't look like a lady from an official family at all. Zhang Ning had only been an official for a short time. The two of them chatted and talked about unrelated things, and the younger sister kept cleaning the house.
, time passed little by little.
The muscles around Zhang Ning's cheeks tightened twice, and finally he said: "Stop working, it will be messy if you leave anyway. I'll find a carriage and go back with you."
The younger sister's face suddenly turned pale, but she nodded in agreement. She had lived for more than ten years and was not living the life of a wealthy lady, and she was not willful.
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