young flower

The boy who went forward to report came out and invited Zhou Shuling to the hall of the inner courtyard.

The hall is in the study room between Feihua and Yang Fengjue's bedrooms. Originally, foreigners should not be invited here. People can be regarded as acquaintances, (although they are only familiar with Yueqingfeng and Yuelangfeng) Feihua doesn't want to move too far in the cold weather.

Speaking of the Yue family, I have to say one thing.Since a letter came last year asking Feihua to go back to Zhongzhou for the New Year instead of Huafa, the Yue family sent people to send things over from time to time. Special products, I don’t know if candy, wine, spices are considered local products?!), sometimes it’s clothing materials, sometimes it’s all kinds of useless gadgets...

Feihua didn't know what Yue Jingshuang was thinking, she knew that when she saw that side ten years ago, that man obviously didn't care about the children, but now he gave him those things, it seemed like an ordinary father compensated the wronged children ,

But that person is clearly not an ordinary person, and since Feihua has already refused to return to the Yue Family Ancestral Hall, he does not know what he is trying to express by making such a statement.

Usually when the Yue family sent gifts, Fei Hua would squeak to show that she knew it. She treats the sent things like ordinary people treat friends, returning the expensive ones, accepting those that are inconvenient to return, and accepting the gifts. Did not deliberately pay attention.It's just that Zhou Shuling, the head housekeeper of the Yue family and the best friend of Yue Jingshuang's childhood sweetheart (of course this was only investigated after arriving at Tianyang Commercial Bank), Zhou Shuling who came back, Feihua had to meet, at least on the surface to show respect.

For this person, Feihua still stays at the time when she first met many years ago.With elegant appearance, strict and decent clothes, serious expression, sharp eyes, and haughty and indifferent words, he is definitely the ancient Chinese version of the British butler.

At that time, Zhou Shuling was a big housekeeper who was under one person and above N people, drinking dozens of taels of silver a penny, but he was just a weak young master with no power and power who would disappear at any time.

Ten years later, this man doesn't seem to have changed, he's still the same, Deser.I really want to tear off the camouflage on his face and see the expression under the mask...

"In this cold winter, Manager Zhou has come all the way. It's been hard work. I don't know why?" Pulling back his thoughts from the past, Feihua spoke in official language.

Zhou Shuling's still indifferent but even more beautiful face, with an unknown light flashing across his face, smiled and said: "Young master, it will be your birthday (birthday) in a few days, the master said, I missed it last year. The joy of the young master's coming of age is regrettable, so this year he added congratulations."

"How many days? How many days?" Feihua asked lazily, leaning on the fur chair. He really didn't know when his birthday was. In previous years, Yang Fengjue celebrated the first day of the first lunar month as Feihua's birthday.

"In two days, the 27th of the twelfth lunar month."

Zhou Shuling said while gesturing to the servants to bring up a large box, "This is the special silk of Qianyun, Xueyanluo, Mengxiang silk, and Yunlong brocade specially made by the Yuejia weaving workshop. I will make some daily clothes for the young master."

The customs of Dashang: the crown ceremony for men, the hairpin ceremony for women, and new clothes given by parents and elders.However, the four masterpieces of the Yue family, which are hard to come by for princes and nobles, have flowed into the people with less than a hundred pieces of royal tribute. Isn't it a bit extravagant to take so much to make clothes for him at once?

Zhou Shuling took out another carved box from his bosom, "This is what the master ordered for the young master and Mr. Yang."

Yang Fengjue raised her eyebrows with interest, took it and opened it, and a pair of Hetian Qingyuji lay quietly in the box.

The warm jade, flowing with blue light, has simple and elegant texture, and the stigmas are carved into intertwined branches, which are equal in length and size.

"This is an antique that the Yue family has collected for many years. It is suitable for the young master, right?" For some reason, Feihua seemed to hear a little irony from his words.

Previously, Feihua sent back the antique jade wares sent by Yue's family because she thought they were too expensive and "you will not be rewarded for no merit", so they all returned them. Now this... Feihua hasn't said anything yet, and Yang Fengjue has already picked up one of them. , into non-flower hair.

Seeing his happy look, Feihua could only accept it acquiescingly, since he liked it himself anyway.

"I don't know if the things sent by someone before are not to the young master's liking? Why are most of them returned?" Zhou Shuling asked curiously.

"I don't need anything that is too expensive." Feihua glanced at him and said calmly.

"Oh, that's it." A suspiciously shy look flashed across Zhou Shuling's face, "Then I'll tell people to find more things that the young master likes in the future."

Feihua glanced at him again, it turned out that those weird things were all your ideas, no wonder, let’s just say, if someone like Yue Jingshuang was asked to give gifts, he must have randomly picked some from the treasury, such as those Antique jade objects that were sent back.

The author has something to say: By the way, we always hear so-and-so say that there are naked birds appearing again, and we are very curious about it.But, we passed by a park after get off work yesterday, and we saw the legendary "Bird Walker"!This person comes and goes, and the expression on her face is still enjoying, the god of the forehead (oh, I hope we don’t have a needle eye), there are really perverts every year, especially this year.

In other words, one day we went to visit the flower field, sat on the side of the road for a rest, and found that most of the people who went there were two men, one by one.So, we are very impure flirting: this is Xiaogong, that is Xiaoshou... Suddenly a BMW came, and five men came out, laughing and joking, one of them hugged another man's leg and carried it to his shoulder On, and then picked up another man, and then... So exclaimed: 5P! ! !

In other words, if corruption reaches a certain level, it will really go mad.One day, we saw our father chatting with his good friend, one lying in a recliner and the other sitting by the recliner, facing each other and holding hands.So, we YY very unkindly...

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52. There is wine but no meat...

In the end, Feihua still accepted the gifts. Since Zhou Shuling had come to Jiangnan to buy new year's goods, and had to rush back to Zhongzhou at this time, she only stayed in the other courtyard for one night.

Yang Fengjue didn't know whether it was because of his love for the hairpin, or some other psychology (such as what the son-in-law did to the mother-in-law), but before Zhou Shuling set off for Zhongzhou, he bought some gifts for Yue Jingshuang, and of course Yue Qingfeng Yuelang was also indispensable. The Feng brothers, after all, regardless of the brotherhood, they can be regarded as Feihua's friends.

Years ago, the big festivals passed, and it was Feihua's birthday. Yang Fengjue wanted to make up a grand and lively coronation ceremony for Feihua, but Feihua refused.He has already passed the age of 15, and young people in this world don't like to celebrate birthdays. Apart from the first birthday and coming-of-age ceremonies, birthday celebrations are rarely celebrated.

Besides, he is not a peanut by nature who likes to be quiet, and he doesn't want to join in the excitement, so on his birthday, Yang Fengjue is only asked to cook a bowl of longevity noodles for him.

The 27th of the twelfth lunar month has passed, and it will soon be the end of the year.

This year's New Year's Eve was extremely lively. Grandpa Yang and Yang Fengjue's master Yun Yangzi came to Luozhou City as early as the twentieth of the twelfth lunar month. The family and many subordinates in the business gathered together. Noisy and noisy in the other courtyard until the firecrackers were set off at midnight and sparks were set off, and then they yawned and dispersed.

When the feast was over, small snowflakes began to float in the dark night sky.Thin snow flakes fall from the high sky, like a lonely black-and-white movie in the sleepless night, elongating the details, slowing down the camera, joyfully or sadly, saying goodbye to the old year and embracing the new year.

Feihua drank some wine, was carried by Yang Fengjue through the long corridor, looked up at Xuehua halfway, and remembered that New Year's Eve many years ago, when he and Tie Bao left Yue's house late at night. scenario.

The night sky is still the same night sky, the time is still the same time, but Feihua is not the same as Feihua back then.

The current him is no longer Guo Jiacheng who was constrained everywhere in his previous life, nor is he the weak and helpless Feihua who just woke up in this world.

Now he has a lover and family who treat each other sincerely (this family refers specifically to Yang Fengjue's family), friends and subordinates who treat him wholeheartedly, and he is no longer alone.He never wanted much, this life is enough to have these, and most importantly, having this person by his side is enough.

"What are you thinking, so happy. Shu|稥" Yang Fengjue looked at the smile blooming on his lips, and couldn't help sliding his fingers onto his white and tender cheeks.

The slightly drunk Feihua realized that she was lying naked in the quilt, and Yang Fengjue had bathed him and dried his hair at some point.The two of them were arched in the same quilt, their skins were touching, their noses were intertwined, and the alcohol in their stomachs seemed to be steaming hot, which made people's heart beat faster.

"Feng... um..." Just as he was about to say that the bed was too hot, he asked the person half lying on him to get out of the way, and a piece of soft stuffed him, tossing and turning repeatedly sucking, probing in, out, and entangled.

"Hmm~~let go~open~~~" tremblingly.

"Don't let it go~ what you want, don't talk ironically~ Xiaofei~~" bowed his head and continued to work hard.

"Um~uh~...Ah~~~you~you~~~" The charming and charming moan rose up in waves, and the reverberation of trembling that caused the heartbeat to speed up curled up, accompanied by the rapid panting, igniting a scene in the tent. Human fire.

"Xiao Fei~ I'm going in~~" He was dumb and unbearable.

"Ah~~~slow~slow down~~" In a daze, Feihua, whose thinking was half a beat slow, was still immersed in the intensity just now.