young flower

He took Xiao Tiebao's hand and walked out of the kitchen.

"Young master, Madam ordered you to make two new clothes for him. Please measure me." Mr. Zhou said in that serious and condescending tone, the expression on his face was incomprehensible and unfathomable.

The fat old man standing next to him, under the direction of Manager Zhou, asked the young man following him to take out his belongings to measure for Feihua, and finally, he also measured for Xiao Tiebao.

From the beginning to the end, the two maids standing behind Mr. Zhou watched with expressionless faces. Such arrogance reminded Feihua of the Nanny Rong in "Huan Zhu Ge Ge".

But in fact, the role of those two people is indeed like that of Nanny Rong.

After the old man and the young man had left after Feihua's body was finished, Mr. Zhou said to him, "Master told me, the young master will have a reunion dinner in the mansion this year. The young master may not know the rules of the mansion very well, so the madam ordered Teach the young master the etiquette that he should have in the mansion. These two are Mama Zhao and Mama Tao in the mansion, so the young master should learn from the two mothers."

Feihua found it ironic that he would waste time, energy, and poor self-esteem to learn the so-called family etiquette for a reunion dinner that no one knew who proposed to let him be gracious.

And these things may only come in handy for one or two hours in a short night.

But, despite his internal protests, he still had to learn.

Maybe it's oppression.In the face of oppression, patience is always necessary.

After a morning of stiff teaching and learning, when Mama Wang brought the food, the two Nunnies Rong finally left.

While eating, Xiao Tiebao pursed his mouth aggrievedly, mumbling and complaining about the cumbersome and harsh etiquette.

Feihua stroked his hair, picked out the chicken from the dish and put it in his bowl.

In the face of the fact that you can't resist, complaining is the last thing to solve the problem. Perhaps what the game rule makers and executors want to see is your complaint.

In the afternoon, the two mothers who were scolding and begging for scolding came again.

Yuefu should be a very big and wealthy family, as can be seen from the extremely cumbersome rules, and it should also be quite powerful, because some rules to learn are so subtle that even the way they look at people's eyes and the angle they stand when answering There are clear rules on how to hold chopsticks while eating.

A bit perverted.Or someone was deliberately messing with him.

When Feihua was in modern times—he understood that he was in a place similar to ancient China on TV—he also used to frequent high-end places in high society, such as dinner parties, where perfect etiquette is also required.But that kind of etiquette is an add-on that reflects personal temperament and demeanor. It’s nothing if you don’t do it. At most, you will be ridiculed and rejected by others.

But the current one seems to be a dogmatic frame, forcing you to stand at the designated place, and the part beyond that place may face the situation of being cut into blood by the side knife-like frame .

That's also hinted at by those two moms-san.

After studying for three consecutive days, the law enforcement officers finally said: You are free.

In fact, it is not a relief, but a cutscene before going to the execution ground.

It's like a dress rehearsal.Not everyone is qualified to face danger.

On the fourth day, Manager Zhou came again, bringing the young man who came last time.He handed the new clothes to Feihua and said to him, "Young master, these are your clothes. You will wear those clothes when you go to the mansion." He pointed to the neatly folded moon-white one in the basket Robes, under which are pressed a pair of boots of the same color.

"The day after tomorrow, someone will come to bring the young master to the house. Please remember the rules, the young master. Madam also said that you can bring your servant with you when the time comes."

Manager Zhou said seriously, his dedication can be compared to the impeccable medieval British butler.

Feihua nodded silently, and Xiao Tiebao stood beside him, showing a nervous yet excited expression.

"I will leave if the young master has no other orders."

Feihua quickly glanced at him with sarcasm, then nodded silently again.

Waking up the next morning, Feihua found out that it was snowing.

Soft snowflakes fell silently and sparsely, but the ground was still covered with a thin layer of white.

Tie Bao'er was still asleep under the covers, Fei Hua sat on the soft couch and looked outside with the window half open.

The surroundings are very quiet, there is no lively sound, only the sound of the heartbeat in his own chest can be heard.

The silent falling snow is like the minutes and seconds of time being cut and shattered in slow motion, and it is quietly going away. In the midst of death and confusion, it seems that something is quietly brewing and held quietly.

5. Banquet of wealthy families...

On the day of New Year's Eve, the snow fell heavily, and it seemed to bury the whole world.

After Wang Ma delivered the meal at noon, she was busy boiling water in the kitchen.

In the afternoon, after being washed from head to toe by Wang Ma, Feihua and Tiebao put on the designated clothes and shoes.

Feihua and Xiao Tiebao were manipulated like two rag dolls, dressed and washed, and put on make-up. Maybe they were too much like two little wild cats. People thought they had lost face in the house, so You have to dress up to look a little bit before you can go out to meet people.

However, Feihua believes that Wang Ma is simply making them more invisible.

After lunch until the afternoon, Feihua's hands and feet became stiff, and she was wondering if she should run outside and roll around in the snow, when there was a "bang bang bang" knocking outside the courtyard gate.

"who is it?"

Wang Ma ran out tremblingly, Feihua took the opportunity to wipe her face with the wet towel in the copper basin, turned her head and wiped Tie Bao's little monkey's face, and then pretended to be something. Without knowing it, he sat back on the chair upright.

After a while, Wang Ma came back to the house, cleaned them up for a while, and then let them go out.

There were two middle-aged men in the lobby, wearing cotton robes and leggings, sitting carelessly on chairs. Seeing Feihua coming out, one of them, a bearded man wearing a gray turban, said in surprise: "Oh, this is Young master! Tsk tsk, it's really not like our wise and powerful master! No wonder, I heard that the second lady hooked up with the guards back then..."

"Chen San! What nonsense are you chewing on your tongue! Let Mr. Zhou know, be careful of your skin!" Before the man finished speaking, Wang Ma raised her eyebrows and shouted. The nagging mom next door, Sang, is no different.

"Yes yes yes... what you said is true, I was talking nonsense, hehe!" The bearded man nodded and bowed, but with a very disapproving look on his face, he winked at another black-faced man who was watching behind Wang Ma's back.

"Okay, let's go out quickly, the mansion will be busy later, and I don't have time to take care of this side."

Wang Ma's status seemed to be higher than that of the two men. As soon as she spoke, the two men got up and went to the yard, and Fei Hua and Tie Bao were also dragged out.

There is a small dusty sedan chair in the yard outside.

"Sit in." Wang Ma pushed Feihua into the sedan chair, inside which was a cloth-backed chair the size of an armchair.

Feihua stepped on the outside with one foot and stuck her head out from the car curtain: "Xiaobao, come here."

Little Tiebao was looking at his young master sitting in the sedan chair, holding his mouth full of grievances, and when he heard Feihua screaming, he immediately trotted joyfully to the side of the sedan chair, "Master!"

Feihua was about to pull Xiaobao to sit in, but the bearded man stretched out his hand to stop him: "Hey, boy, what are you doing? Is this sedan chair you are sitting in?!"

Feihua lowered her face, waved his hand holding Xiaobao fiercely, pulled Xiaobao into the sedan chair, put down the sedan chair curtain, and cast a cold glance at him.

Chen San was opened by Feihua, and was about to scold him, but when he met Feihua's cold gaze, he shuddered for some reason.

"Forget it, how heavy are the two children! Let's go!" Wang Ma watched Feihua's actions, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.

The bearded Chen San muttered a few words in a low voice, and he and his partner quickly carried the sedan chair out of the courtyard.

Feihua and Tiebao huddled together on the seats, and heard those few words in their ears, "I don't know what kind of bastard, let me, Chen San, carry the sedan chair too! You son of a bitch, I will deal with you one day sooner or later!..."

A cold light flashed in Feihua's eyes.

The sedan chair was swaying, I don't know how long I walked, all the way I passed were snow-covered streets and alleys, I rarely saw a few people on the road, and I don't know where the short sound of firecrackers sounded from afar.

Just when Feihua was about to be shaken to fall asleep, the sedan chair stopped suddenly with a "smacking" sound, and Feihua and Tiebao's bodies leaned forward inertially, humming and bumping into the back of the chair.

Wang Ma's voice sounded outside, "Here we are, please come out, young master."

Feihua got out of the sedan chair, saw the scene in front of her, and suddenly remembered the time when she just returned to the small courtyard in the city from the suburbs.

There is a wide road in the middle of a courtyard of dozens of square meters, and the flower beds on both sides are full of chrysanthemums, and the white snow makes the flower branches crumbling.

This should also be a small side door somewhere, Feihua, as a down-and-out young master who can be scolded in front of him by servants, of course he can't come in through the main door.

Just now the courtyard gate they came in was facing the Moon Cave Gate at the end of the wide road, Wang Ma dismissed the two bearers and led Feihua to go through the Moon Cave Gate.

Entering through the Moon Cave Gate is a more spacious garden. Walking along the corridors with carved beams and painted buildings and winding paths, the courtyards in the depths seem endless.

"Hey, isn't this Wang Ma? Why did you wander around to the back?!"

"You monkey bastard, I'm leading an errand, why did you go shopping?! I said you are lazy if you don't go on stage..."

"Mother Wang, Manager Zhou just asked