When he walked past the poetry meeting in the back room with a towel, he saw Xing'er secretly eating candies.
It was not appropriate to say that she was eating candies secretly. As the chief maidservant of the family, she was actually the housekeeper. Xing'er was in charge of money and accounts, and her monthly salary was twelve taels. In this era where one could buy out a servant with just thirty or fifty taels of silver, adding on the red envelopes of various festivals, this kind of extra income, if it was outside, the current Xing 'er would definitely be a little rich woman that others would fight over. She had a certain amount of capital to eat whatever good food she wanted.
But no matter what, it seemed that she was eating candies secretly at this moment.
The candies taken out from the cupboard were not very expensive. Ning Yi remembered that they seemed to be soft candies that he bought casually on the street not long ago. They did not taste good. After tasting them, Ning Yi lost much interest in them. Now, Xing'er was eating them. Holding the long stick of soft candies, she looked around sneakily, then put it in her mouth and bit off a piece. She chewed hard, and the sound of chewing came out, making her look like a squirrel. After eating one, she carefully wiped her mouth, then couldn't help but look at the bag in the cupboard, looked around, and took out another one …
It seemed that this was not the first time he had seen such a situation. He did not pay much attention to it before, but now he found it interesting. Her expression was too strange. Now thinking about it, as the chief maidservant of Su Tan'er, Xing'er had a shrewish side, but she was not a phoenix like Wang Xifeng. As a maidservant, she had to follow the rules. In front of Chan'er and Juan'er, she was the elder sister. She was mainly calm when managing the affairs in the mansion. Of course, in the eyes of Ning Yi, she was just a young girl, and there was not much difference between her and Chan'er and Juan'er. It was just that she rarely ate snacks in front of others … Oh, it should be that she had never seen it before. Her attitude was actually to do all kinds of things that a maidservant should do.
Last time when he saw her sitting aside and eating snacks, he did not think much about it. Now he found that there seemed to be no one around that time. Seeing that she was enjoying the meal, Ning Yi walked away from the window and took a new towel to take a shower.
After taking a shower, he returned to his room. Su Tan'er was sitting by the window reading a letter. It was a letter from her family that had recently arrived from Jiangning. Ning Yi sat at another desk and stared out the window in a daze. Due to their rooms, their tables were not placed opposite to each other. Instead, they were placed in a row in front of the window. Ning Yi occasionally thought about it and realized that they were deskmates in primary school. Hence, he tilted his head to look at Su Tan'er. Su Tan'er was wearing a plain white dress. Her hair was tied up casually at the back of her head and the part that was not tied up flowed down to her shoulders. Her skin was fair and her side profile was beautiful and confident.
If I had such a deskmate when I was in school, that would be great …
Su Tan'er tilted her head and looked at him. "Husband, what's wrong?"
Oh, if that female deskmate still called him "Husband" …
That would feel great …
Ning Yi raised his hand and pointed at the intersection of the two desks. "That side is yours, and this side is mine. Don't cross the line."
Su Tan'er blinked in confusion and then whispered, "What?"
"Nothing. In school, everyone puts their desks together, and then no one allows the other to cross the line. It's very interesting."
Su Tan'er thought for a while and smiled. "The desks in Yushan Academy are clearly separated, and girls don't sit next to boys …"
Ning Yi rolled his eyes at her and pulled out the hairpin that was holding her hair in place, causing her long hair to cascade down. Su Tan'er glared at him and quickly tidied up her hair, "It's very hot when you put it down …" She tried to snatch the hairpin from Ning Yi's hand, but failed several times. She had no choice but to find a rope to tie it up. Ning Yi looked at her fair neck that was exposed after her hair was tied up, looking like a swan.
"By the way, I just saw Xing'er eating sweets over there. Does Xing'er like to eat crisp sweets?"
"Ah? Did you see it, Husband? "Su Tan'er smiled as she tied her hair.
"You know?"
"Yes, Xing'er is quite a foodie."
"You can't usually tell."
"Of course not. She's always serious when there are people around." Su Tan'er smiled. "Husband, you don't know. When she was a child, she was kidnapped and sold by a human trafficker. The human trafficker took a candy and kidnapped her. She was young at that time and couldn't remember her family. Later, she tried to look for it and found the trafficker who bought her from the human trafficker. But the human trafficker couldn't be found, so the trail was broken. "
"Uh …"
Ning Yi was speechless for a moment. Su Tan'er tilted her head and continued with interest.
"Not many people know that she's a foodie. I only found out after getting along with her for a long time. Chan'er and Juan'er should know about it too. She was the first to follow me. In the beginning, she liked to eat sweets. Later on, someone said that she was kidnapped because she ate sweets. She was shy and only ate sweets when everyone was hiding … "
"Oh oh, she was kidnapped because of her foodie …"
Ning Yi repeated and couldn't help laughing. Among the three maids, the one Ning Yi interacted with the most was Chan'er. Their relationship was really close during the half a year after he consummated his marriage with Su Tan'er. Therefore, Ning Yi didn't know much about Xing'er and Juan'er's private affairs. At this moment, the two of them gossiped and talked about the poetry meet tomorrow.
Little Yingzhou was actually the Three Pools Mirroring the Moon on the West Lake. It was a famous tourist destination both at this time and in the future. Since Qian Xiwen sent the invitation, they naturally had to go there tomorrow. Besides, the Little Yingzhou tomorrow afternoon would not only be attended by poets. Because it was led by the Prefectural Magistrate, there would also be officials and some businessmen who had connections. If Su Tan'er went with them, it could also increase her presence in the business circles of Hangzhou.
"But … is it possible that Old Qian sent the invitation because of Shi Changqi, Young Master Shi?"
The first time Shi Changqi paid a visit, Su Tan 'er only thought that he was Ning Yi's friend. Hence, she behaved warmly, came out to greet him, and served tea and snacks. It was also because of this that Shi Changqi could not detect anything wrong with this couple. Later on, when he tried to reason with others, he did not believe that Ning Yi was marrying into the family. Although Su Tan'er was not at home, she heard about it later. At this time, she thought about it and asked about it. Ning Yi just smiled.
"Of course I'm curious, but it's just a matter of greeting and saying a few words. To be honest, you can't take it to heart. Old Qin didn't have good intentions when he asked me to send the letter. I guess he wants to warn me again. As for him … it's not against you and me, but it's inevitable that he takes some things to heart. "
Su Tan'er knew what Ning Yi was referring to. She also knew that the "guy" mentioned by her husband was now the Right Prime Minister. Thinking about it, she felt strange. At this time, she nodded and said in a low voice, "In fact, Elder Qin is really good to you, Husband. I know that."
"Well, so when I go back, I'm afraid I'll have to go to the capital." Ning Yi said lightly. He didn't take it as a big deal. "Of course, you have to deal with the business in Hangzhou first. When I go to the capital, I must take you with me. You can quarrel with me, but I will insist … "
When he said this, Su Tan'er looked at him and blinked. She didn't know what to say for a moment. Ning Yi looked out of the window and shrugged. "Of course, you can continue to run your business in the capital. When it's necessary, I will help you."
Su Tan 'er lowered her head and then shook her head. "Husband, if you had said this before we came to Hangzhou, we wouldn't have come to Hangzhou. It would have been the same in Shangjing …" She thought for a while and said, "But after we go to Shangjing, I don't know how to run a business anymore. Let Wen Ding and Wen Fang do it. You are the family of an official. If you do these things in public, it will affect your work … And if you become an official, you may not be in Shangjing."
Su Tan'er's desire to control her family was not as high as most people thought. Since her husband was valued by others and could really become an official, she could naturally give in. Since she had to give in, she also knew that if Ning Yi really became an official, she would not be able to run her business anymore. At this time, she took the initiative to say it. However, Ning Yi shook his head. He didn't think like her.
"Don't exaggerate. I'm not an official," he explained calmly. "After going to the capital, maybe I will ask Elder Qin to help me get a decent identity. In fact, Xiucai is enough. I don't even need to be a Juren. At most, I will be an advisor. I will give some ideas and generally do some planning. It will be different from when I was chatting in Jiangning. Once these things are done, I will do them seriously. But it will be purely for talking, stirring up trouble, hugging the legs of the Right Chief Minister, and so on. Haha … "
Ning Yi smiled. "As for the specific details of going to a place to be a magistrate or something like that, I have no intention of doing such trivial things. I don't want to be in that system. Scheming and scheming against each other, that is not in line with my original intention. At most, I will only give advice. Whether it is used as a reference or not, it will be up to Elder Qin to decide. Maybe it is useless to talk on paper. I still have to come back. As for you, it will not affect you too much. "
"Ning Liheng …"
Su Tan'er lowered her head and said his name. Ning Yi laughed, "Your voice has changed. I knew that these words would move you to tears. You can cry all you want. It will give me a sense of achievement. You can cry all you want. Look, I will lend you my shoulder to lean on … "
After he said this, Su Tan'er couldn't help but laugh again. She reached out and hit him. "Other people can't be an official. So if you want to be an advisor, you always have to rely on other people's power. You can obviously be an official, but you always want to be an advisor … "
"I have summed up that among all the professions, only an advisor is the most leisurely. There is more money, less work, and less responsibility. When you have an idea, you go out and say something. If you don't have an idea, most people don't expect you. And you just need to say something. Whether it is success or failure is borne by others. Those who always think about being an official are stupid. Being an official has a lot of responsibility. There is a lot of pressure. If you always drink coffee, you can't sleep. If you have a beard and a bad temper, you can't get a girl … "
If you really want to be an advisor, it will be more than that. However, Ning Yi's unambitious sigh made Su Tan'er laugh. She didn't even care about the word "coffee". Anyway, Ning Yi usually had a lot of messy words. Not long after, Xing 'er came over to ask the two to go out for a meal. The sun was setting in the west, and some birds flew across the sky. Su Tan' er lifted her head from the courtyard. There was only a thin and long cloud in the sky, which was dyed red by the setting sun.
The sky is so clear, she thought as she combed her hair behind her ear.
The next afternoon, the whole family went out. Ning Yi and his wife, Chan'er, Juan'er, and Xing'er, as well as Su Wending and Su Wenfang, went to their family's pleasure boat by the West Lake. Together with many other pleasure boats, they headed towards Little Yingzhou …
*****
Since the New Year, there have been a lot of trivial things. My life and mood have been chaotic. I haven't been online much. However, I should be able to sort it out in the next few days.
Not long ago, I couldn't find a book to read. When I looked back at my own "Incognito", I suddenly felt very touched. It was a sentence written by Jiaming after he went to see Minamoto no Raiko in the ninth episode: "Yellow and white lights, red and green neon lights, streets in the morning and dusk, warm and cold cities, hills, grasslands, deserts, oceans, forests, heavy rain, sunlight, and milky white fog, all kinds of people, and a life." The last part of the sentence was as follows: "Thinking back, you will find that the world seems to be imperceptibly instilling all kinds of ideas and ideas into your mind."
I suddenly felt that this sentence was very beautiful. Before I wrote it, I probably watched Makoto Shinkai's anime. The reason why it made me feel touched was because I suddenly realized that if I were to repeat it again, I probably wouldn't write such a sentence. This has nothing to do with regress or improvement. It's just that people will constantly mature and change, and the sentence I wrote is also a different type of sentence.
For a long time, my position was to write a book for the sake of a book. I wrote "True Demon Territory" during high school and after graduation, which allowed my thoughts to expand continuously. The more I wrote, the bigger the idea became, until I couldn't control it and didn't even dare to move my pen. I thought that I could write such a book after continuous practice. However, I recently calculated that I'm twenty-seven this year, which isn't considered old. In fact, to me, I still think that I'm full of vitality. However, the idea of the son-in-law is already very big. If I write it for another four years, and then I write "Mutation" for another four years, I will be thirty-five. At that time, what will the story in my mind become? The Tathagata in my mind, the Heaven in my mind, and the stubbornness in my mind might all be different from before.
To me, writing might become an even more pressing matter, because they will remember how I was at each stage.
It's just some of my recent feelings, it has nothing to do with anything else.
But then again, when I think of being thirty-five, I feel that I will become very old. Why can't people live for three hundred and fifty years …
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