Chapter 54 Evening Photo

He bowed his hand when he saw the second lady, "Speaking to the second aunt. Is the fourth sister also there? I didn't see Youning when I arrived at home. I was just about to send someone to ask, but my second aunt happened to be here. Where did he go?"

You Ning is Ye Jiawulang, the most useless prodigal son in Mrs. Ye's mouth. Rong and him are actually very in a light relationship, and there is usually no intersection. At present, I asked him where he was going, but it was just a way to save Bu Nuan.

The second lady couldn't hang on her face. "I haven't seen him early. I never know where he goes."

Rong Yu smiled lightly and said to Mrs. Ye, "The house over there sent felt mattresses, and Wei Xi and Zhixian took people to make houses. I'm idle here, and I want to take a look and ask my aunt and mother for a leave. Nuan'er came to Gaoling for the first time and asked her if she would like to go together.

Since he came back from Muzhou, he hasn't talked to Bu Nuan well. She was bad for a while, which made him panic. This morning, he quarreled with a gun and a stick. His heart hung from Chang'an to Gaoling, and he always had to find time to talk to her about it in detail. Although he didn't know what to say, as long as he could stay alone for a while and explain a few words, he would probably feel comfortable after she ironed it.

Lin nodded and said, "If you are happy, go!" Go around with your uncle and take some back to Chang'an.

Bu Nuan slowly stood up and was obviously very willing, but he looked reluctant. "Nuann'er wants to wait in front of grandma."

Mrs Ye and Lin looked at each other and smiled, "It's enough to know your filial piety. If you like to play gently, just go. While I'm free today, there will be too many guests tomorrow, and there will be no chance to go out.

Bu Nuan squatted down, looked back and looked at him, and turned his face away.

At this time, Sili's maidservant brought the dried fruit in for instructions. Mrs. Ye got up and looked over, grabbed the raisins from the food box and stuffed them into Bu Nuan. She smiled and said, "Go, go out with your uncle and come back before night."

Bu Nuan was full of raisins and didn't know how to cook them. He bowed and said yes, and then withdrew from the hall. One head away, the other head feels funny. A person as big as her still has to put snacks in her purse, not a three-year-old child.

For good, there is a jade stove, and she and Xiangn are waiting outside the threshold. Seeing that she came out and hurriedly greeted her, she didn't need to order her to put the raisins into her cloth pocket.

"Where is Miss going?" Xiangnon said, "I'm going to bring the hat. Wait a minute."

"You stay in the house." Rong Yu suddenly said, "She went out with me."

According to the rules, the girl who has not yet left the cabinet should be followed by a maid. However, there are fathers and brothers at home, so there is no need to be so deliberate. When the two saw that the sixth prince did not dare to neglect his words, they were also reasonable, so Nuonuo responded and sent them to the door of the house. Waiting for Bu Nuan put on the fence, put down the long black gauze and carefully put on the gold silk buckle. Everything was ready to see them turn over the wall and return to the house.

It seems that the sky is going to change, and because it is not early, it has arrived at the second hour of Shen, and the sun is not as strong as before. Squinting, hidden behind a large cloud, there is only a little bright light.

The two didn't take the car. The city of Gaoling was really small. Rong Yu was afraid of using the car, and he could walk all over Gaoling in less than half an hour. The corners of her eyes can be seen, and she is still elegant and calm. He remembered that he had something to say to her, but he couldn't remember this moment.

Bu Nuan didn't know where he was going to take her. She had something in her mind, and her feet were floating, and every step seemed to be stepping on the air. She turned her face and looked at him, with something surging in her chest. He looked aimlessly. He looked down at the ground, and his eyelashes were half covered with deep eyes. He has a perfect side face, a high nose, and angular lip peaks. She unconsciously obsessed and sighed privately that the man's facial features were like this, which was a kind of creation!

He probably felt that she was looking at him and looked at her. Her face was hidden behind the soap yarn, which was blurred. He suddenly had an impulse to cover her face. He almost did that, but as soon as she made a sound, she woke him up.

She said, "Exuncle, where are you taking me?"

Where to go... Can you go to the ends of the earth? He couldn't help but be discouraged!

"Just walk." He swd his lips, "Can you play the piano?"

She smiled. The daughter of the Bu family can't do anything else. Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are indispensable. She said, "I know some, and I'm good at playing kites."

He nodded and his eyes bent slightly. The eyeballs were like black obs at the bottom of the pool, with water on them, which was disturbingly transparent.

"Are you going to the piano?" Bu Nuan felt that she had nothing to say, "Do you want to buy a piano?"

He hummed and walked with his hands behind his back, with a comfortable look on his face. "There is a famous pianist in Gaoling who is meticulously carved. He can make a handful in nine months, and it is difficult to find a lot of money. I went to see it last year. He was still working as a wild goose pillar at that time, but now I don't know what's going on. If it's done, I'll buy it for you and go home to pass the time in your spare time.

She felt strange, "Buy it for me? Why?"

There is no reason, you can buy it if you want. It's like having the most precious beads to set off with a matching box. Famous swords match heroes, and famous pianos naturally match beautiful women. He just wanted to give her the best. This desire was so strong that he shook his soul, but he didn't know what to do.

"I heard that you are embroidering peacock pictures. It takes too much effort. According to the time, how long do you have to sit in front of the bandage a day? He took his toes and frustrated the stone in front of his shoes, and the stone rolled forward. "Don't embroider it. I'm afraid that my grandmother can't explain it to you. I'll send someone else to find an embroidered woman for you. Anyway, don't embroider it anymore. It won't damage your eyes.

She whispered, "I'm also idle. Besides, you and Zhixian's sister are married, and I have nothing to express my heart."

There was a faint melancholy in her words. He frowned and said, "There is no need to work hard! Four months, a pair of such a big double-sided embroidery is placed in the room, and I still can't be reliable.

She raised her hand to lift the curtain, and the dark veil contrasted her snowy face. She bit her lip, and the lip color was full and moist in an instant. Rong Yu hurriedly turned away and heard her worry-free mutter, "You are going to marry Sister Zhixian..."

His heart clenched tightly and suddenly realized that marrying Zhixian was such a serious problem. They are not blindly married, and they have never guessed. It was originally a logical thing. How can a child's light make people desperate? She was frustrated, perhaps because of her childlike possessiveness. What about yourself? How do you explain your state of mind?

The two people are relatively speechless, walk side by side and have their own minds.

Out of the courtyard, a little further ahead is the market. Although Gaoling is small, it has all the internal organs. There are many restaurants and shops on the street. If it were in Chang'an, it was time to close the market. It's different here. At this time, pedestrians and horses are still lively.

Gradually in front of the piano building, Bu Nuan looked up and hung a huge sign under the eaves. The evening wind blew up the high hanging silk yarn upstairs. The long white posture was about to fly to the sky, but in the end, it was still held by the wire of the curtain, which could not make people empty and melancholy.

Zong and stop, take the fan bone and point in front of it, "I'm here, that's this one."

She has heard of "viewing at home", and there is a "viewing at home". The shop that opens its doors and does business takes such an elegant name. I think the boss is not an ordinary person!

She followed Rong Yu into the store and looked around, with more than a dozen pianos hanging densely on the wall. Some seem to be more than a hundred years old, and the wood of the piano body shows broken lines, which has a taste of washing quiet lead and independence.

When she was busy enjoying the piano, Rong and she had already exchanged greetings with the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper was about 40 years old, wearing a crow's green robe and bearded eyebrows. He was born as detached as the Zhongqin in this store. He arched his hand and smiled, "The general is a rare guest. This trip must have been for a wedding wine."

Rong He replied, "Drinning the wedding wine is one, and the most important thing is to take a look at my piano. For more than half a year, can Mr. Tingyin cast it for Rong? If you push it again this time, don't blame me for ignoring the gentleman's style. It's important for me to choose this wall-filled baby.

He has always been harmonious and skillful. He is so unrestrained to talk to this Mr. Tingyin that he is ten years familiar with it.

Listening to the sound, he just smiled and turned around and told Qinnu, "Go to my bedroom and get the piano." On the one hand, two guests were seated to offer tea.

Businessmen should be sophisticated and full of flattering tricks. But the shopkeeper in front of him seems to be tired of the world. He doesn't talk much, and his tolerance and communication are nothing more than talking about piano theory.

Bu Nuan doesn't like to participate, so she sits aside and waits. The red light of the sunset came in from the west window and shone on a guqin. She suddenly said, "Mr. Listen, why don't you move that piano? Although the sun sets short, it stays in the light and will be tortured like a cannon.

Listening and appearance are stunned. Different people have different feelings when they throw this out. Hearing the sound, he quickly got up to put the bamboo curtain on the west window, cut off the sunlight, and only a faint shadow was cast on the wall. He smiled and said, "My wife is really a lover. I neglected to speak today and forgot to spread the curtain. It's not mine. As for not moving places, to put it plainly, it is like a radish and a pit. No one can move the settled chess game. It's really difficult to change places for it.

This sentence was more Zen, and Bu Nuan didn't respond. Seeing a horned piano slave coming downstairs with a one-height piano box in his arms, he immediately stood up to greet him. Carefully invite the piano out. The body of Jinsi Nanmu, the wave-shaped Yueshan, is the kite with 21 strings.

She hooked her lower finger, the string column buzzed, and the aftermath did not disperse for a long time. She straightened up and smiled, "What a good kite!"

Rong Yu said, "Mr. Tingyin is a master. You play a song and ask him to give you advice."

listened to the sound and waved his hand, "I don't dare to give advice, but it's just a competition. The wife's solo is boring, so it's better to play a song together to help her personality.

Bu Nuan said modestly, "I'm not good at learning, and I'm embarrassed to make an ugly in front of you two."

Rong and Nuannuan looked at her and said warmly, "Mr. Listening is my friends. Just let go of the play. Pick a song, let's sing a song.

It was difficult to be affectionate, but Bu Nuan thought for a moment, "How about "Spring and Autumn"?"

Listening to the sound and Rong and happily, they sent the little man to burn a furnace of incense, one holding the other holding Xiao, and sat down together. The sound of this song is a single play. Bu Nuan has always known his uncle's rhythm, but it is the first time he has really seen him play music. In addition, when he blew it, the simple and vicissitudes of voice flowed out of his slender fingers, and he felt more and more strange.

The part of the play was connected by Dong Xiao, the cloth warmed his fingers, and the tortoiseshell's righteous armor rubbed the strings in the curling of the cigarette. She held her breath. After being a famous family, although the Bu family has fallen by now, at least the signboard should be taken care of and not hit her hands. And uncle, she wants to perform well in front of him, earn face, and even intends to compete with Zhixian.