Chapter 2 Hidden in me

The sun is shining, which is the most suitable season for spring.

The carriage turned into Chunhui Square and approached the general's mansion, but Mrs. Bu's heart was lifted high. This is the first time Bu Nuan came to Shenfu after she woke up. She was afraid that a revisit to her hometown would evoke her memory. She was in a coma for four months and lost some fragments. Even the doctor couldn't explain why. Maybe after sleeping for a long time, my brain stopped and rusted. Or because of excessive blood loss and lack of oxygen, after a person dies and comes back to life, the soul is cleaned again.

Anyway, this is a great thing for Bu Nuan. The only shortcoming is that Zhai, a Busher, was transferred to Chang'an. In such an environment, it is really impossible to avoid some people and things. Originally, I wanted to leave the Busher alone here and take Bu Nuan back to the old house. Unfortunately, the Bushes are confused, and the literati are very arrogant. It is often easy to offend people without her as a counselor. She can't put it down at both ends, which is really difficult. Thinking about it again, Bu Nuan doesn't even know Lan Sheng. I don't think he will remember everything when he walks in Shen's house!

She looked at her words tremblingly. The cloth was warm like a bird that had just left out of the cage, looking left and right without any wrong. The sharp jaw and bright smile are still the young girl in the embroidery building. She feels more secure, which is better. Stay in Chang'an and have contact with the people and environment she is worried about sooner or later. You can't lock her up all the time and lock her up to death!

She saw the powerful armor in front of the house and praised, "It's really good to be a general. It looks dignified!"

Mrs. Bu put on her cap, put down the soap yarn and told her, "Don't talk in front of your grandmother and be measured, okay?"

She hummed, went to the basket of sacrifice and sesame oil money, and followed Mrs. Bu into the house.

This mansion has a very high building specification. As long as the second-grade staff does not hang the algae well and does not need the roof of the hall, there seems to be no other detailed requirements. The servant at the door reported that his aunt had come, and immediately two servants came up to greet him. He was lively and invited him to see him, so he led him to the garden. Bu Nuan was in a good mood and was looking around and met the two servants' inquiring eyes. She picked up the soap gauze and smiled, which made people laugh. He hurriedly said, "The wife is safe, and the maidservants haven't said happy to the wife yet!"

Mrs. Bu was afraid that they would leak the beans, so she changed the topic and said, "Is the old lady in Ottawa Garden?" Do you know we're coming?"

"I picked up the biography first, and now I'm waiting in the hall! The sixth son and his aunt also came back from Quanzhou.

When the two servants replied, they had gradually arrived at the door of the courtyard. Mrs. Bu was shocked and stopped her feet and said, "Aren't you coming back tomorrow? Why did it come a day earlier?

Bu Nuan was frightened by her fussical tone, "What's wrong with mother?"

Mrs Bu felt lost her composure, and now she should be more calm, which made her suspicious but troublesome. He reluctantly smiled and said, "It's nothing, but I didn't expect your uncle to go so fast." He turned his face and asked, "Where's the sixth son? Is it in the house now?

"I just went back to change my clothes..." At a glance, I saw a magnificent figure turning over the oleander forest and whispered quickly, "It's a coincidence, the sixth son is here!"

Bu Nuan turned around and looked at it, and his heart jumped - this is a person who can sink people at a glance! The appearance is not appropriate enough to describe it. It comes from the other side of the corridor, and the spring around it is gloomy, reflecting more and more natural nature. The hairpin tassels are drooping, and the body is a water-patterned Japanese satin. Occasionally, the wild grass with two iron- painted silver hooks is also just the right restraint.

She looks a little straight, and this is the real flower-like beauty. She always thought that the general leading the thousand armies should be dark, with a wide waist and a big belly, and a thousand pounds. At that time, I was surprised when I first saw Lan Sheng, and when I saw my uncle, it was even more surprising and inexplicable. She secretly said that the generals of the Tang Dynasty were all this deputy chief. How about going to the battlefield? If you can't bring out the deterrent facial features, you have to set a face like the king of Lanling. You will feel tired when you think about it.

It's just strange that his face is strange to her, but the feeling of closeness makes her tremble all over. After such a long time, they should not have seen each other for more than ten years. Just because he is his mother's younger brother, he has a feeling of admiration as soon as he meets him, which is enough to make her ashamed and blame herself.

He approached, and the corners of his clothes were windy. She lowered her head shyly - it was very disgraceful to look up in front of her elders.

Although Mrs. Bu was relieved to see that she was not strange, Rong and this end made her feel like a great enemy. Sooner or later, she will know that she will meet, but not in such a defenseless situation. She couldn't predict the attitude of the meeting. Before she could talk to him in detail, she actually sent Bu Nuan to him. In case his brain is hot and he sinks, what can she do to resist?

He took a deep breath. She was there, wearing an autumn bamboo leaf skirt, holding a basket in her hand, and a few strokes of chrysanthemums. The vicissitudes of life, and then turned around again. It seemed that all the pain was just that he took a nap and had a strange dream. But he is self-reflection, and he knows the importance of every step now. When he came back, he got the news from the old lady, who forgot all the past. The love for him and the hatred for him have been forgotten. He was inevitably sad at the beginning, and then he changed his mind. What a good setting! He had a chance to give her new memories and abandon all those dark things. Love her wholeheartedly and build a brand-new and beautiful world.

He carefully controlled his eyes and went to bow to Mrs. Bu, "Is your sister here?"

Mrs Bu was silent, and there was a warning in her voice. "It's a coincidence that Nuan'er said she wanted to see her grandmother, and it happened that you were back." She turned around a little stiffly and said to Bu Nuan, "This is my uncle. Come and salute!"

She didn't dare to raise her eyes and describe the embarrassment of a girl. He timidly pulled his skirt and took a blessing. "Nuo'er, please say good to your uncle."

I heard her call her uncle again. He couldn't say anything, and he couldn't wait to hold her in his arms. But no, the conditions don't allow it. He can only force him to take it easy and nodded cautiously, "You are safe and take care of yourself. What are you doing with such a strong wind?" As she said that, she went to pick up the basket in her hand, and her tone was so familiar that she even admired her calmness.

Mrs. Bu was a little surprised, and he showed her expectations without any waves. She was ready to deal with it, but she was worried too much. She looked at him puzzledly, and his eyes were quiet. His eyes were like flowing water, scratching the warm face, without any nostalgia and reluctance. There is no need for her to say more, so the old lady has already talked to him. Looking at his cold eyebrows, he probably figured it out long ago. This bloody days have passed, and he intends to return to the original Shen Rongyu.

Bu Nuan was curious about him and quietly came to his mother and said, "I seem to have seen this uncle."

Mrs. Bu's heart twitched fiercely, but she didn't dare to show it. She said lightly, "You have a good memory. My uncle came to see you when you were five years old, and I haven't forgotten it yet."

She took a look and said, "Is he Uncle Rong Ye or Uncle Rong? You look like a civil officer!"

So is this a good thing or a bad thing? Mrs. Bu was a little uncertain. She said she had an impression, but she couldn't even remember how many times he did. After all, the evil fate is also fate. I once loved it so much. The wound is healed, and the scar is still there. She sighed, "This is my uncle. My uncle won't be back until next month."

Rong Yu turned around and smiled, "My uncle is in Jizhou. Last time I went there, he asked me to ask you."

He smiled with a sense of tranquility. It was obviously so beautiful, but she was a little at a loss. She doesn't know what she has lost in the past year, and she doesn't have much experience in dealing with men in the years she can recall. Therefore, as long as he looks at her, she will feel worried. Of course, it is more in awe of the elders, and it is always right for the younger generation to be vigilant towards the elders.

She blushed shyly, "Thank you, uncle. I'll write a letter to my uncle and aunt later."

He hummed, "If you want to send a letter, give it to me. I will send the Chinese army faster than the messenger of the foreign government official."

She became more and more cramped and shrank behind her mother, "Thank you, uncle."

He was completely back to the state when he first came to Chang'an, and he was inevitably frustrated. Everything starts from scratch, and I don't know how long it will take. She was still afraid of him. In the past, she could only rely on him in Shen Mansion. Now that she is under her parents and has Qingtian's umbrella, how can she rely on him? It's difficult to meet without under the same roof. His sister and brother-in-law were on guard against him. He couldn't get close to her, and his chances of winning were greatly reduced. Presumably, Lansheng is not willing to show weakness. In this way, it seems that everyone has equal opportunities and depends on everyone's means.

Thinking about it, I have already entered the Ottawa Garden. Mrs. Lin was very tenable in interpersonal communication, and she greeted them as soon as they entered the courtyard. It's not surprising to see them walking together. He smiled and said, "Today, our family is complete, and our two nephews have met!" He waved again, "Come on, we are asking people to wear pearls. Last year, your uncle got a box of high-class pearls in Huzhou filial piety. It has been kept in the warehouse for a long time and almost forgot it. Yesterday, you knew that Aunt Xian turned it out when she was cleaning, and it happened that each of you made one.

Bu Nuan went to invite Ann, with a red face and a shallow smile. "First of all, my aunt, I'm very light about jewelry. I don't care whether I want it or not."

Zhixian came out of the hall, purged Mrs. Bu, and called her sister. Mrs. Bu responded, and every time I saw her, I always felt guilty. Her current identity is very embarrassing, and she refuses to marry her. She divorced the Ye family the day before. However, she really loved Rongyu. Gaoling came to pick her up, but she didn't follow her back. However, she did not have the status of a young lady in the Shen family. She only accompanied Lin to recite Buddha and took care of the trivial matters of the family, making her like a housekeeper. At present, although she chose this by herself, Mrs. Bu still feels quite ashamed. However, when it grew up, it was also a little boring. Knowing that everyone was embarrassed, they wanted to poke it in their eyes. They didn't say anything, but also delayed their youth in vain. They didn't know what the purpose was.

Bu Nuan is affectionate and bends his knees to say good. Of course, Zhixian is modest. She rubmed her elbow and said, "The color hasn't been divided yet. Go in and choose and see if you like white or gold."

The group entered the door, and Mrs. Bu, Lin and Rong sat down to talk about the birthday next month, and Bu Nuan casually walked into the next door's ear room.