Although I am weak, my friends are super strong

"I got it! Young master got it!"

The servant in gray cloth and sackcloth excitedly rolled out of the crowd crowded in front of the list, and the other servants who watched the list with him couldn't help showing joy on their faces.

"Go, go back and tell the old man the good news!"

Since the death of the mistress of Lin's mansion, the whole Lin's mansion has been gloomy. Mr. Lin is sick in bed, and young master Lin stays behind closed doors all day. Even the lively young master seems to have grown up overnight. There is no smile on the face.

After the old lady passed away, few people mentioned the matter of the young master's examination for merit. The old gentleman had no obsession with this matter, and after the old lady died, he didn't care about his son.

Now that the Lin family has received such good news, it can be regarded as a comfort to the old lady's spirit in heaven, although since the old lady passed away, the old gentleman has been ashamed of his wife eloping with the actor, and no one is allowed to mention it.

The old gentleman lying on the bed was helped up by a maid, and a soft pillow was placed behind him, and spoonfuls of Chinese medicine were fed into his mouth, and he accidentally choked on it, and he coughed heart-piercingly.

The maid hurriedly put the bowl aside and handed over a clean handkerchief.

Old Mr. Lin wiped the concoction from the corner of his mouth, and said with a wry smile, "I'm sorry to trouble you, but you have to take care of an old man like me at such a young age."

The servant girl sniffed and shook her head, "Sir, it is Yuanyuan's blessing to serve you."

When the servants entered the room, they saw the maid who accompanied the bed kneeling beside the bed, cooking medicinal juice.

He walked to the bed lightly, his voice could not suppress his joy, "Mr., the young master has passed the exam!"

The old gentleman who was lying on the bed opened his cloudy eyes, and he sat up from the bed with support, finally a little smile appeared on his face.

Two coughing sounds, the bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and an old voice that was rotten like dead wood came from the heavy bed curtain, "Go, tell you young masters that there will be a banquet at the house tomorrow night to celebrate your young masters. Leave it to the steward."

That servant has been working in the Lin Mansion, and remembering Mr. Lin's vigorous and vigorous appearance, he felt unspeakably sad, his eyes were red, "Yes, sir."

This great news grew wings and flew to Young Master Lin's yard.

At that time, the young master was standing in the yard planting flowers. He squatted on the ground and took a small shovel to loosen the soil for the rose plant. The water droplets poured from the small kettle splashed on the rose branches, like a drop of tears. .

Knowing that he had passed the exam, Young Master Lin seemed not to have heard it. He lowered his head, because his calloused fingers gently stroked the rose petals with the pen.

After a long time, he finally said, "I see, let's do what father wants."

He stared at the flowers in a daze for a while, got up and went back to the house, changed into decent clothes, picked up the blue oil-paper umbrella leaning against the door, and went out with the umbrella in his hands.

A few servants came up to help him hold the umbrella, and he shook his head at them, "Don't follow me, you are busy, you have to go, I want to go out for a walk alone."

Young Master Lin has a withdrawn personality. He never takes his servants with him when he goes out. This is an unwritten rule of the Lin Mansion. The servant immediately nodded and said, "Master, come back early, it will rain heavily later, and the master will also Want to meet you."

Young Master Lin nodded, "I see."

The servants were right, in a short while the rain became heavy, hitting the oil-paper umbrella, the bluestone road, and the feet of people passing by in a hurry.

Walking around the alley, he stood at the gate of the West Garden. At this time, there were no guests in the garden, and it was very desolate. He was holding an umbrella, and the flower building with black hair draped over his shoulders was locking the door.

Seeing him, her male and female slender eyebrows raised, "Isn't this the young master of the Lin family, it's really rare, but it's a pity that we have closed the garden, please come back."

Young Master Lin looked at him calmly, "I'm not here to listen to an opera, I want to see my mother."

Hua Lou put the key in his pocket and sneered, "Aren't you out of your mind? Your mother is dead, what's the use of asking me for someone?"

"I know she's not dead, but just hid. I just came here this time to meet her. I won't tell anyone, and I won't take her back."

A gust of wind blew, and the rain hit his face and dripped down Young Master Lin's chin. Just standing there, he had the elegance and vigor of a literati, and he spoke slowly, "Mr. Hualou, should you Doesn't stop a child from seeing his mother for the last time?"

Hualou was silent for a moment, he put away his joking expression, and said coldly, "Come with me."

Young Master Lin followed behind him without asking him where he was taking him. Although the two were the same age, their identities and personalities were vastly different, and they couldn't really talk about going together, so there was only silence.

Hualou took him to a hilltop with few people. There was a family on the hilltop, hidden deep in the woods. It was raining and the ground was very muddy. Master Lin's brocade boots were covered with mud.

In the yard, a familiar woman was squatting under the eaves sewing clothes. When she saw Hualou, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but the surprise turned into shock when she saw Young Master Lin behind him.

Before Hua Lou opened his mouth to explain, Young Master Lin had already said first, "I'm not here to take you back."

He carefully traced the woman's face with his eyes, and he thought of the warm hands that the woman touched his cheek when he was a child, and also thought of the bruises and bruises that were beaten on his body by those hands holding the broom.

At the moment of seeing the woman, all of these became fragments and dissipated, turned into light spots, and there was a piece of it in my heart, which was emptied.

This woman who used to be well-clothed and full of desire can sit in such a dilapidated house and mend a piece of clothing that she used to despise.

Young Master Lin lowered his eyes, concealing the disappointment and indifference in his eyes, "I just want to meet you, and I will be content to see that you are safe and sound. By the way, I passed the exam, as you wished."

The woman's eyes were filled with tears, she turned her head away, unwilling to look at him again, when she insisted on leaving Lin's mansion, and even begged Hualou to find such a place for her, she made up her mind never to go back there again In the cage.

Young Master Lin didn't say much, he turned his head, nodded to Hua Lou who was standing by with folded arms and watched coldly, then turned and walked towards Lin Zi alone.

The woman lowered her head and wiped her tears. She continued to mend, but her fingers trembled a little, "Send him back, the road on the mountain is not easy, I'm afraid he will get lost."

Hualou nodded and followed Master Lin.

When the two were about to say goodbye, Hua Lou looked at this young master whom he hadn't seen very often, and remembered that the last time he saw him, it seemed to be a rainy day. The young master was holding an umbrella, and he always treated others with a polite and distant appearance.

Hualou sighed, "Come to the garden to listen to operas when you have time, I know you don't like me, but the operas in the West Garden are still good."

Young Master Lin pursed his lips, shook his head slowly at him, turned around and walked towards the rain.

"What a weirdo," Hua Lou unconsciously twisted the ends of her hair, shaking her head.

……

Although Mr. Lin was seriously ill and could not attend the dinner in person, there were still many people who came to congratulate him. The guests were received by the two young masters of the Lin family.

The young master was very playful, so he refused to give up after staying for a while, and ran to the backyard to play alone, leaving the young master who usually didn't see people very much alone to see the guests.

At the beginning, the servants were worried that he was not used to it, but they didn't expect that the eldest and young master handled things properly, and those who looked down on him on weekdays all praised him as a young talent in front of him.

Young Master Lin always had a decent smile on his lips.

Some families with daughters approached them openly and secretly, and wanted to get married, but he refused them lightly.

In this banquet, apart from the fact that Mr. Lin was too sick to show up, it can be regarded as a feast for the guests and host.

Young Master Lin drank some wine, and Bai Yuru's face turned red. After he told the servants to send all the guests back safely, he staggered towards his old yard.

The servant hesitated to speak, and wanted him to change his residence.

Anyway, Mrs. Lin is no longer here, and no one will force him to study in the small courtyard anymore. To put it bluntly, Mr. Lin will die sooner or later, and the young master of the Lin family is in charge.

He can live wherever he wants now.

But he went back to his little yard.

At first he thought he was wrong, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then he was sure that the rose plant was crippled by the rain, and the petals fell to the ground, but he remembered that he covered the flower with a layer of cover when he went out. canopy.

Squatting beside the flowers, he touched the muddy petals with his hands, and an unspeakable grievance welled up in his heart.

He thought of the boy who suddenly appeared and disappeared, like a rose, appeared in his most desolate and embarrassing years, and disappeared after he gained everything.

Fame, fortune and him are nothing but illusions, and participating in the scientific examination is also to fulfill an obsession.

In the end, he was just a young man with nothing, and he couldn't keep the last flower.

Silently cleaning the yard, he walked to the well and looked up at the sky for the last time, only to realize that the rain had stopped and the moon was hanging high on the branches.

"If you see him, tell him that I have done everything I promised him."

Young master Lin muttered to himself, but he didn't know that the moon didn't know people's thoughts, and he was just there, looking down at the joys and sorrows of the world.

The servant who came to deliver the hangover soup walked to the door and saw the person by the well jumping down, his legs trembled in fright, he sat down on the ground, and the bowl broke.

He crawled back two steps on hands and feet, stood up and shouted, "Come on! The young master jumped into the well! Come on!" Yu Xijiedui.

The Lin Mansion, which had just calmed down, became agitated again, many people rushed to the well, some looked into the well, some wanted to go down to save others, and some servants rushed to inform the master.

People coming and going, all patronizing and wanting to save people, trampled the rose petals that the young master had just tidied up on the ground in the yard, and twisted them into mud.