Golden Pink Building

Xiao Lian twisted her body, stomped her feet and said, "If Lord Qi has anything to say, just say it. I don't dare to sit down. What's the matter with waiting for people to see me? Our eldest grandma told me to bring this." Xiao Lian said He took out a thin yellow serge suit, which Jin Yanxi wore last time when she went out, and threw it to the boss when it got hot.

"My clothes are just at home, I just couldn't think of where to put them for a while. Thank you for bringing them. By the way, I also have a green hat, have you seen it?" Jin Yanxi was all about Qingqiu, where Care about the little things of clothes.Xiao Lian hung her clothes on the coat rack, and snorted, "Qi Ye's words sound so weird. It's time to ask Third Young Mistress to make fun of her. What's the matter with Seven Young Master?" Xiao Lian looked at Jin Yanxi flipping through the pages. Holding the passbook, he stretched his head to take a look and then stood away.

"I've always been impatient to do the math, so you help me do the math. Don't forget, the last time I played cards, I gave you all the money I won. You unconscionable things, when you took the money, you said well, How dare you refuse to help me when I have something to do. You help me reconcile the clear account and see how much money is left. I have a big thing to do!" Jin Yanxi leaned on the sofa and lifted the shelf comfortably. On the coffee table.

Xiao Lian had no choice but to sit down at the place farthest from Jin Yanxi, and helped Jin Yanxi settle the accounts with a pen and paper. I love you too, this waistcoat on your body looks good, the color is just right, is it new?"

"Seriously, Seventh Lord, I almost miscalculated. Where is this new dress? It was given to me by the Fifth Miss. It looks like a few years ago, and it looks like an antique when worn out. Alright, Master Qi, let's take a look." Xiaolian handed the account book to Jin Yanxi, stood up and left.

Jin Yanxi looked at the numbers on it and made some calculations in his mind. He rang the bell and called Jin Rong: "I'll give you a chance to get rich. Go and do something for me."

Qingqiu's poems and essays were published smoothly, she was encouraged, and her submissions were accepted one after another. Qingqiu's rough calculation of the manuscript fee was already 80 yuan.Her metrical poems are novel in conception and refined in words. Many readers have written to the editorial department, asking Mr. Xiaoxiang to publish more poems for everyone to appreciate.Some literati and professors who advocate ancient prose and metrical poetry even publicly wrote articles in newspapers to praise the exquisiteness of Mr. Xiaoxiang's poems, pointing out all the subtleties in them, as an example for beginners.Now Xiaoxiang's poetry has become a new star that people who like metrical poetry often talk about.

During dinner that evening, Song Runqing drank two glasses of wine, shook his head and said, "Ah, it's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead. You don't know that recently a newcomer in the poetry circle in the capital has published a lot in the newspapers. There are few new poems, and I read a few of them, and they are all good. Although I am not talented, I still have the ability to taste. Even if my brother-in-law is here, I should praise such poems. According to me, in today’s literary world Except for those who are arguing all day long for Westernization, this Mr. Xiaoxiangzi can also be counted as the number one in ancient metrical poems. Recently, many people have become curious about Xiaoxiang's real identity and told the editorial department Write to ask. Guess what—”

Mrs. Leng didn't pay much attention to writing poems. She looked at her slightly drunk brother: "The country is so big, but there are not many capable people. I don't know much about poetry. I'm at home during the day these days, and I heard The people next door are noisy, as if someone is cleaning up the house. The yard next door has been vacant for a long time. Didn’t the owner say that he would not buy it if it was empty? It changed hands after a while.” The Leng’s house was built from a big house. The separated quarter of the yard, and the remaining three quarters, the gate is behind Luohua Hutong and Menquan Hutong, but there is only a wall between the Leng's house and the voice from there can be heard clearly in the yard.

Song Runqing hiccupped, eyes blurred: "The recent situation is not peaceful, who has such a big money to buy such a yard. Guess what, it is said that this Xiaoxiang is a student at school. Qingqiu, you are also Going to school, but compared with others, it is far behind. I think schools should strengthen Chinese, and stop teaching students about equality and free nonsense all day long. What is the equality of men and women? How can men and women be the same. By the way, What are you doing locked in the house every day? Why don’t you practice your calligraphy well. Half of being able to write well is talent, and the other half is effort. You need to practice your handwriting well, you know. At least when you take the university entrance exam, the examiner will see that your handwriting is good and he can give you extra points."

Qingqiu listened to her uncle's words, but she was very happy in her heart, she nodded and didn't say much, she just lowered her head to eat, although Song Runqing was nagging and had no skills, but she had a good heart.If Qingqiu goes to university, the tuition fee is not a small expense.It would be difficult for Mrs. Leng to support Qingqiu alone, but Song Runqing did not ask Qingqiu to drop out of school, but instead encouraged her to go to school.Although Song Runqing had her own plans, she had already done her best as an uncle to her niece Qingqiu.It's just that he doesn't know that Mr. Xiaoxiang in the newspaper has been sitting in front of him.

"Why don't you talk anymore, and think that your uncle is nagging you again. It's like this now. The whole country is very impetuous. Everything is good from foreign countries. A person who goes abroad to be gilded and comes back becomes a talent. Everything belongs to foreigners. Well, foreign fire, foreign cloth, Western movies, even you women have to cut your hair, and you can only look good in foreign women's clothes. But you forgot the things of your ancestors. Some people still insist on living in foreign countries After studying abroad for a few years, when I came back, I found nothing pleasing to my eyes. I made a fuss about overthrowing the words of the sage, and said that all people should speak foreign languages. Adding a few letters to the article has become a very fashionable thing. If things go on like this, it will not be necessary When others strike with a sword, they will destroy their own country and species!" Song Runqing suddenly became angry, patting the table and complaining dissatisfiedly.

Listening to his uncle's complaints, Qingqiu thought to himself that his uncle must have been ridiculed by that colleague who had returned from overseas at the Drug Enforcement Administration, and he was here to vent his anger.However, recently, many major newspapers and magazines in the capital have published many articles. Many people in them are very fierce to overthrow all Chinese culture and advocate complete Westernization. Let alone the Chinese language is backward. It's really forgetting the ancestors, simply looking at the Westerners and Orientals with powerful weapons, so they underestimate themselves. "Uncle is right. Recently, I have to review and prepare for the exam, and I have read the books left by my father. I have really benefited a lot. I have been practicing calligraphy. I am waiting for the day when I will become a King Kong The scriptures are finished, please correct me, uncle." Qingqiu calmed down Song Runqing's temper obediently.

"Okay, Qingqiu is still smart and sensible. Your character structure is good, but you don't have a strong character. The character of character means that people say it like a person. You are a little girl, so you can't force it." Song Runqing babbled, Alcohol almost fell asleep.

There was a lot of construction going on next door to their house, every day Qingqiu could hear the voices of workers coming from there at home, but she didn't care, Qingqiu took Han Ma out on the pretext of taking sewing lessons.The two hired a car, Qingqiu asked: "Where can the best silk thread and embroidery guys sell?"

Han Ma thought about it and said: "Flower Market Street is full of shops making velvet flowers, velvet birds, and many embroidered opera costumes, curtains and so on. There are shops selling all kinds of silk threads, stretchers and embroidery. Needles. But the girl is only taking sewing lessons, why do you have to do the work with great fanfare like preparing a dowry? I said just buy some casually." Qingqiu's craftsmanship is not very good, and it means that things are wasted in vain.

Qingqiu just smiled and shook his head: "Mother Han, you are happy with me, don't worry about my affairs. For things like embroidery, you will get better if you practice slowly." As he said that, the car was already heading towards the flower market street at a fast speed.

Qingqiu returned home with a lot of things, but saw a pile of exquisite dim sum boxes on the table, she looked like they were all boxes from famous shops in the capital.A box of these snacks cost more than one yuan. She roughly counted them, and there were seven or eight boxes. The Leng family would never spend such a large amount of money on these useless snacks.In order to save money, Mrs. Leng and Mother Han make most of the desserts in Leng's family by themselves, and they can make a lot of rose cakes for a few cents. "Mom, where did these things come from?" Qingqiu asked Mrs. Leng suspiciously where the dim sum came from.

"It was sent by the new neighbor next door. It seems to be from a rich family. They didn't send it in person, but asked someone to deliver it to the door. It was directly given to Han Ma's husband. I left without seeing anyone. They It is said that it is a rule in the south that newcomers always give snacks to the neighbors. But the rules in the south are not so generous, and it is just a sweet mouth to send a piece of cake to the neighbors. How can there be such a person who is not afraid to spend money to give away the law? I am still waiting for your uncle to come back and give this thing back to others. Qiuer, what did you buy? Why are there so many things!" Mrs. Leng looked at the things Han Mama was holding. , frowning slightly.

Qingqiu asked Mother Han to put the things in her room, and she said to Mrs. Leng, "Mom, I have something to tell you." After talking, the mother and daughter went to Qingqiu's room.

Mrs. Leng put down the request letter in her hand, and looked at her daughter in disbelief: "That Xiaoxiang is you? I can't believe it. Your uncle has been admiring Xiaoxiang's poems these days. How can you Write such a good poem? Don’t you copy someone else’s stuff.”

"Mom, why don't you believe your daughter? Didn't everyone say that like father like son, I have studied the books and manuscripts left by my father several times these days. The things left by my father are really Words and words, I suddenly understood. I started to practice writing, but who knows that I can catch the eyes of others. Those people who have never met encourage me. Why does my mother not believe her daughter? I After receiving these manuscript fees, I couldn’t resist buying more things for a while. I still have 80 yuan left, so I can give it to my mother. I got sick at the end of last year and spent a lot of money. I will also be able to help the family a little bit in the future. "Qing Qiu sat beside Mrs. Leng and explained slowly.

Mrs. Leng listened to her daughter's words and thought about it carefully. Although Qingqiu is a girl, she is very smart and has inherited her husband's diligence and conscientiousness.She was able to write good articles, and it seemed that her daughter was really enlightened.Holding the heavy dozens of foreign dollars, Mrs. Leng's eyes were red: "You child is really just like your father. You are going to go to university, and the family can't worry about that. You are busy with homework every day. Thank you for your hard work, don’t burn yourself out because of the manuscript. You take this money, and you will need to buy your clothes when you go to college. You can’t just spend it casually. I know you little girls like beauty very much, but You can't be unrestrained." Mrs. Leng gave the money back to Qingqiu, and the mother and daughter sat together and had a conversation, waiting for Mother Han to ask Mrs. Leng to prepare dinner, and then Mrs. Leng told Qingqiu to go out.

Qingqiu was in high spirits, waiting for Mrs. Leng to go out, she started to take out the things she bought, sketched patterns, stretched the fabric, and immediately got busy with color matching.In her previous life, she learned needlework from her mother and sister-in-law Li Wan, and Daiyu was very dexterous in her handwork.It's just that Mother Jia felt sorry for her and didn't ask her to do more. In fact, Daiyu's craftsmanship is excellent in the Grand View Garden.I embroidered a few times with a needle and thread, and the skills are still there.Qingqiu quickly entered the state, waiting for Mother Han to call her to eat, she had already finished a leaf.

Waiting for her to come out to eat, the snacks on the table were put on the bill table, Song Runqing looked excited: "My sister is thinking too much, the seventh master of the Jin family is the prime minister's young master, and these things are not considered to him at all. What. Maybe rich people behave like this. If you think about it, if he really sent a piece of sugar cake or something, that would be a joke. Jin Qiye actually met me in person. This face is not ordinary. Maybe in the future I can rely on this neighbor, and I can go smoothly and get promoted. Well, Qiuer is here. What kind of snacks do you like, take a box back and eat slowly. These are all good things." Song Runqing Holding a fan, he pointed at the pile of pastries.

Qingqiu thought to himself that the young master of the prime minister is really an arrogant person, the people living in this alley are common people, he just came here to give these expensive gifts, obviously mocking the neighbors for not eating well It's just to show off your identity.Even though they haven't met each other yet, Qingqiu's impression of Jin Yanxi is extremely bad.Jin Yanxi has become a person similar to Xue Pan with arrogant words and extravagant behavior.

"I don't want it. The purpose of giving gifts is to express your feelings, and you don't care about the price of the gift. He sent these things just to see our jokes. Although our family is poor, we don't want to see good dim sum. He greedily ate the whole box. He is obviously playing us like a monkey." Qingqiu didn't even look at it, and sat down to eat.

Song Runqing slammed his mouth and wanted to say something, but he still didn't make a sound for a long while. "Dinner, who is the prime minister's son? If he hadn't become our neighbor, I wouldn't even have the qualification to look at the prime minister's son in my life." Song Runqing patted his leg, and the family started eating silently.But gifts are always returned when received.Mrs. Leng discussed with her younger brother for a long time, and found some embroidery at the bottom of the box and sent them over.

Jin Yanxi looked at Leng's family's gift in return, and thought of Qingqiu next door, her heart drifted away for a long time.It's just that he gave the gift, and the gift in return has arrived, but unfortunately the beauty hasn't been seen yet.Thinking of this, Jin Yanxi began to fidget and walk back and forth in the room again.

Not to mention that Jin Yanxi thought of some way to get close to the beautiful woman, but Qingqiu met an unexpected good thing.After school, Qingqiu was called to the office by the teacher.Qingqiu just stopped at the door, and asked softly: "Report, student Leng Qingqiu." The teacher called from inside: "Student Leng, please come in." Qingqiu entered the office, and saw a stranger in the office, looking up and down Own.

Seeing Qingqiu coming in, the person stood up and stretched out his hand to her: "Hi, student Leng, it should be said that Mr. Xiaoxiang has admired him for a long time, and this is Hu Ping, a professor at Peking University."