young flower

I'm looking for you, it just so happens that Steward Fang in the kitchen ahead is also looking for you..."

"Oh, I have to go to work quickly..."

The servants I met along the way greeted Wang Ma, but secretly looked at Feihua.

Wang Ma led Feihua all the way in, and little Tiebao pulled Feihua's sleeves and looked around, as if he was following Grandma Liu into the Grand View Garden.

Although Wang Ma is chubby, she walks as if she is on a hot wheel. Feihua and Xiao Tiebao stumble behind, taking a few steps and trotting to barely keep up.

"Okay, young master, rest here. Someone will lead you there when the banquet starts tonight."

Just when Feihua thought she was going to lose her strength, Wang Ma took them into a room, gave them an order, and disappeared like a whirlwind.

The room exuding a faint sandalwood fragrance was much more luxurious and advanced than the house where Feihua and the others lived before.

Thick and gorgeous curtains, all rosewood furniture, ancient shelves full of jade, porcelain and ancient books, hand-embroidered screens with hundreds of birds facing the sun, painted floor-to-ceiling large kiln vases taller than non-flowers, wood carvings inlaid with gold and silver threads ...

If it is in modern times, if this room and its contents are put up for auction, I don't know how many famous collectors at home and abroad will be attracted.

Feihua sat on the soft couch behind the screen and thought to herself.

Little Tiebao looked around the room curiously, exclaiming "Wooah!" from time to time.

This place is indeed very rich, but to them, it may be a dark trap with its mouth wide open.

Feihua didn't know how long it had passed. The little heat she had accumulated while walking had been exhausted. Her weak body began to sweat and tremble again. Her hands and feet gradually became cold and stiff. Every time she breathed out, her body felt colder. .

In the cold and beautiful house, there are only the two of them huddled on the soft couch, and there are servants walking and talking in the yard outside the house, but they are like forgotten puppies, and no one pays attention to them.

The firecrackers and noise from the distant courtyard seemed to be in a different world from them.

Feihua saw the sky slowly darkening outside the window, and someone lit the lanterns in the porch outside and the candles on the table inside, but the person did not notice Feihua and Tiebao behind the screen.

Little Tiebao buried his head in Feihua's arms and fell asleep, his warm breath against Feihua's ears, making him feel that there is at least one person with him in this world.

I don't know how long it took before a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside the room, followed by the sound of the door opening, and then Feihua heard Wang Ma's breathless voice calling "Little Master".

Feihua agreed, and woke up Tiebao who was sleeping sweetly.

Wang Ma bent down to tidy up their clothes, twisted Tie Bao's face, and said, "When you go to the hall later, you must remember the etiquette taught by Mr. Zhou, and you must not make mistakes and make yourself ugly. understand?"

Xiao Tiebao nodded tearfully while covering his reddened face.

"The same goes for the young master. You must behave well. If the master asks a question, the young master will know how to answer it, right?!" Wang Ma stared into Feihua's eyes.

Isn't he just wanting them to reduce their sense of existence? What's the problem with that? He doesn't want to see those faces that are stalking people and looking at people with dog eyes.

Although it was possible to predict how rich the family surnamed Yue was, when she followed Mama Wang into the banquet hall in front of her, Feihua was stunned by the heat and light blowing against her face.

There is a hall almost as big as a football field, in which there are banquets lined up, and flowing water fills the entire hall. Four large pillars of vermilion lacquer support the huge roof beams, and the purple-red curtain hangs down high. The giant candle lamps hanging in the four corners and in the middle illuminate the whole hall resplendently.

There were already many people sitting in the hall, chatting with each other noisily, and people kept coming in at the door, standing or sitting to join in the chatting and laughing team, the whole hall was like a pot of boiling porridge.

Fei Hua and Tie Bao were led by Wang Ma to arrange them on an empty table in the corner, and the people who were chatting with them didn't notice them at all.

Feihua sank into the soft chair with a big back, listening to those people's enthusiastic exchange with a blank expression.

Which silk and satin shop has increased its profits this year, where the tea production has decreased again, and whose new dishes have been imitated by someone...

It can be deduced from the words that these people may be the management figures of the businesses under the name of the Yue family. It is indeed quite honorable for the boss to invite the boss to a New Year’s Eve dinner, and it is worthy of joy—at least, the boss can express through this meal: You are My family, I value you so much, how can you deserve my heart if you don't work hard in the future!

The glorious hall full of people is no different from those boring banquets in modern times.

Feihua looked around, and quietly dragged the cold dishes on the table to her front, and then quietly took them under the tablecloth.

Boneless goose palm mixed with coriander.

Feihua took a piece and stuffed it into Tiebao's mouth, and ate a piece herself while no one was looking.Xiao Tiebao smiled and looked at Feihua's nonchalant face, and gently rubbed Feihua's broken leg under the table.

The two of them have been tossed from noon to now, and their stomachs have long been digested. Looking at this posture, they don't know when they will be able to eat dinner. Anyway, no one pays attention, and it's nothing to eat. Not the same to eat!

While Feihua and Tiebao were secretly having fun, they suddenly heard someone yelling, "Master is here!"

Feihua stuffed the last piece of goose paw into Tie Bao's mouth, quickly put the plate back on the table, picked up the gorgeous tablecloth to wipe her hands, and sat up straight as if nothing had happened.

At this time, a group of people walked in from the door.

6. Father and son meet...

Under the dazzlingly bright lights, a group of five people walked into the crowded hall.

The man at the head was very imposing, and he should be Yue Jingshuang, the master of the Yue family, as Feihua's biological father, Mother Zhao and Mother Tao said.

From the eyes of a modern person, he is a very handsome man, no more than 35 years old, with a slender and tall body wrapped in a purple brocade robe, his handsome face is cold, exuding air-conditioning like ten thousand years of ice .

As soon as the man entered, all the stewards in the hall who had been chattering and shouting just stood up and bowed to him one after another, calling "Master" respectfully.

Yue Jingshuang nodded in greeting, and walked quickly to the main seat at the front of the hall.

Beside him was a young boy who looked quite old-fashioned, and a beautiful woman dressed in elegant and luxurious clothes. With his toes, he could tell that he was the mistress of the Yue family and the serious son-in-law.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time, please sit down."

Yue Jingshuang sat down in the middle seat, the wife and young master of the Yue family sat on both sides of him, and the two imposing men with swords who followed Yue Jingshuang also sat down at the same table.

All the people at the bottom of the table were also seated, and rows of young maids began to serve wine and food like water, and a large round table was filled in no time.

Feihua sat upright with cold eyes, looking at the food and drink that was almost the same as the full banquet in Han Dynasty, and only thought about when she could go back to sleep tonight.

"Everyone!" Yue Jingshuang's cold and deep voice sounded, and the hall was suddenly quiet, and each other's breathing could be heard.

"Everyone has worked hard this year. I respect everyone for this glass of wine!"

"Thank you, Master!"

A hall full of Yuejia shop stewards raised their glasses to the head of the table and warmly toasted. Feihua and Tiebao were two small stone statues stuck behind the tall tabletops and rich cups, bowls and saucers, their eyes only staring at The tablecloth in front of my eyes.

Feihua didn't pay attention to what Yue Jingshuang said later, he wondered in his heart why the Yue family had brought him back for the New Year's Eve dinner for no reason, and he was still mixed among a lot of subordinates.

When he came back to his senses, the hall was full of people eating and drinking. The people at the same table as Feihua Tiebao were also holding hands with everyone at the next table. No one paid any attention to why the two children will be among them.

After drinking for three rounds, those people were slightly drunk, the original seats in the hall were messed up, and there were people running around pulling each other to toast.

Feihua and Xiao Tiebao held up their chopsticks and tried their best to pick up food with their bodies. They leaned on the back of the chair to rest after their stomachs were full.

Through the crowd of people, Feihua saw a large circle of people around the main seat, and some people were chatting unknowingly.

There were muttering voices, clinking wine glasses, high and low laughter, and the whole hall was buzzing non-stop under the bright lights, as if it was full of blowflies.

I don't know when they will be allowed to go back to sleep.

Feihua thought numbly in the bottom of her heart.

The room is very warm, without a trace of coldness in winter. There is a peculiar smell of burning candles in the air, mixed with the smell of wine and vegetables, which makes people drowsy.

I don't know how long it took for people to leave one after another. In the end, only Yue Jingshuang on the main seat, the two men with swords, Manager Zhou, and Feihua Tiebao in the corner were left in the entire hall.

The silly little Tiebao had fallen asleep on Feihua's shoulder, and the bodies of the two children were lying on the chair, almost invisible.

Those people didn't seem to notice their appearance, and they left after a while.

Feihua squinted her eyes and remained motionless. In the empty hall, the tables were filled with leftovers, and the messy cups and plates silently brought some unbearable decadence and emptiness.

Just when Feihua decided that they were going to spend the night in a chair, a man quietly appeared beside Feihua.

In an instant, Feihua's pupils suddenly constricted