Volume 3 Eventful Autumn Chapter 68 The humble leaves have many colors
A black carriage was driving slowly deep in the Washan Mountain. Read h-u-n with me *h-u-n-< Shuhai Pavilion >- please remember
The mountain road paved with bluestones is very gentle, but the mud between the bluestones has been washed away by years of wind and rain, gradually forming stone gaps that are about a few fingers wide. Although the carriage is as light as a feather, the wheels made of fine steel run over these stone gaps.
There will inevitably be some bumps when passing through, and it will naturally be difficult for people in the carriage to fall asleep.
Sangsang was leaning on the cotton mattress next to the car window, her eyelashes lightly covering her face. She was obviously weak due to illness, but there were two blushes on her pale cheeks, and there was a small bead of sweat on the tip of her nose, as if she was still a little excited.
Mo Shanshan sat on the sofa opposite and looked at her quietly, his sparse and long eyelashes blinking slightly, his eyes bright, looking a little curious, and also vaguely admiring.
Sang Sang was a little nervous when she stared at her and said softly: "Can you please stop looking at me like that."
Mo Shanshan came to his senses and said calmly: "At the end of the chess game earlier, by the Huyue Stream, I don't know how many people wanted to take a look at you. Their eyes were much hotter than mine, but the walls of this carriage are too thick.
, otherwise I'm afraid you will be burned out by those eyes, and you will have to get used to this kind of eyes in the future."
Sang Sang opened her eyes, looked at her and asked curiously: "Are there really many people looking at me like this just now?"
Mo Shanshan nodded.
"Very few people look at me like this, well, never."
Sangsang whispered, and then he remembered something. He looked out the car window. The autumn wind blew up the green curtains, letting the scenery of Washan enter the car, bringing a sense of clarity and confusion.
"I haven't been good-looking since I was a child. Ning Que said that in the first two years after he picked me up, whether I drank broth or rice soup, I never grew up. I was like a little mouse when he held me in his arms.../
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She looked at the mountain scenery outside the car window. She said in a daze: "Although I was fed by him later, I still couldn't look good. I was thin, small and black, and even my hair was not good, it was limp and yellow.
, they look like autumn cabbages that haven’t been picked in the field. Even if they wear new clothes for the New Year, they don’t look energetic.”
"Ning Que once laughed at me. No matter whether I threw it into the vegetable field or into the coal mine, no one would be able to find me. What he said was indeed correct. I have always been the most inconspicuous little maid."
Sangsang said: "When I was a child, I was dragging a 17-pound leg of lamb by myself from the Weicheng butcher shop. No one even thought of helping me. It's not that the people in Weicheng were not enthusiastic, but that they really
They didn’t see me, even when they arrived in Chang’an City. I lived in Laobizhai for two years. I had to buy it almost every morning, but the uncle selling hot and sour noodle soup at the entrance of Alley 47 sometimes still
I will forget who I am."
She turned around, looked at Mo Shanshan and smiled, her smile was very real, her two white front teeth seemed to light up the dark carriage, and said: "Ning Que is prettier than me, and his mouth is sweeter than mine."
, so it’s easy to please people. Whether it’s General Ma from Weicheng or Aunt Jian, Master is like this.”
Then she continued: "When I'm with him, people only look at him, but that's actually good. I'm used to standing behind him, and I don't like being stared at anyway."
Mo Shanshan looked at the little girl who calmly and naturally recounted these old memories. He found that he couldn't calm down and didn't know what to say, so he had to remain silent.
She recalled that when she left Chang'an City, she was in a carriage at the entrance of Lin 47 Lane and looked at Lao Bizhai from a distance. At that time, Ning Que and Sang Sang were eating at the opposite table and rarely talked to each other, but they made every move and gesture.
, and even in a glance, there is a natural harmony between the master and the servant.
Mo Shanshan thought with complicated emotions, even if you are the most inconspicuous little maid in the world, even if no one will notice you, but you and Ning Que only have eyes for each other, then at least he will always look at you.
"At least in Ning Que's eyes, Sangsang, you are beautiful."
she said.
"I know what you mean, but I really hope that I can be really beautiful, so after arriving in Chang'an City, even if I haven't made any money yet, I started to go to Chan Kam Kee to buy makeup."
Sangsang smiled sheepishly and turned to look out the window.
At this time, there are countless colors in Washan Mountain. Due to the warm and humid sea breeze blowing in the lower areas, even in late autumn, the trees are still green and lush. As you go up, the temperature gets lower, and the colors of the leaves also change.
, yellow like tender chrysanthemum and red like rouge, layer upon layer, it looks beautiful.
"When I was a child in Minshan, I liked to look at the trees in autumn, just like the trees outside the window now. I think they are very beautiful, but Ning Que doesn't like them. He always said that when the leaves turn yellow, autumn has arrived.
Wild beasts in the mountains will die if they either hibernate or hunt, and hunting will become increasingly difficult. He also said that no matter how beautiful these yellow, yellow, and red leaves are, they can only be beautiful for a short period of time before they are blown down and become useless.
Mud.”
After saying this, Sangsang looked at the mountain scenery outside the car window and was silent for a long time. It wasn't until his little face was a little cold and painful from the mountain wind, and his eyebrows frowned slightly that he became determined, and then he made up his mind and said: "You
Do you like the young master?"
The person she had been talking about just now was Ning Que, and now she became the young master.
"Um?"
Mo Shanshan confirmed that he heard correctly and looked at her blankly, not knowing what to say.
She knew that Ning Que and Sang Sang were engaged, and when she suddenly heard Sang Sang ask this question, she couldn't help but feel confused. She subconsciously lowered her head and looked at the toes of her shoes that were not covered by the white cotton skirt.
The shoes are ordinary shoes, and no matter how long you look at them, you won't be able to see the flowers.
Her hair trembled slightly in front of her eyes, her eyes were a little unfocused, and her thin red lips pursed tighter and tighter. She was a little inexplicably nervous, but she was a quiet but sincere bookworm, especially she didn't want to be in Sang.
There was nothing to hide in front of Sang, and there was no point in hiding it, so she hummed softly.
Sangsang heard the voice behind her.
But she didn't look back, she just smiled at Qiu Shan, showing her two white front teeth.
In the past few years, Sang Sang felt that she was not good-looking. Although her teeth were neat, her two front teeth were really conspicuous, so she did not want to laugh heartily like other Tang girls.
Even if she smiles, she usually just lowers her head and smiles shyly, or smiles naively like when she cheated Chen Pipi out of money, or smiles silly after her feet are made comfortable by Ning Quenuan. But recently I don’t know why.
, she often smiles, and her two white front teeth make her as cute as a bunny.
She looked at a tree beside the road that was full of red leaves, like a burning tree, and said, "But it can't be done now."
Mo Shanshan looked at her thin back quietly, and after a moment he smiled and said, "Yeah."
The black carriage was driving along the Washan mountain road. A red leaf fell from a branch and landed on the roof of the carriage. It was then shaken to the grass beside the road. It was not crushed into mud, but it would eventually turn into mud.
The autumn wind blew across her face, and the smile on Sangsang's face gradually disappeared.
Thinking about the red leaves from before, she said seriously: "Wait until after I die... To be continued) rq