Ninety-ninth bowl of soup (1)

...Still a child.

But compared to the previous world, he was a little older. He was estimated to be seven years old, with red lips and white teeth, delicate and tender, with good materials on his body, and the fox fur around his neck was invaluable. The carriage was a little swaying when it was cold. It was snowing again, and the road on the ground was slippery. The coachman was extremely careful when he drove, for fear of shocking the nobles inside.

In the carriage, Qinghuan was holding the small heater in her arms. She felt that this body was not very healthy, because there was always something in her throat that wanted to cough. The serving girl was watching her carefully and saw that she was closed sickly. The eyes asked: "Miss, would you like some sweet soup? When I came back, the old lady specially told the servants that if the lady coughs, she can drink some rock sugar and snow pear soup, which can relieve the cough."

"No need." Qinghuan held her hands tighter. It wasn't really cold in the carriage, but she just felt that her body was chilling. Just by noticing it, she knew that this body might not last long, so she secretly pressed herself down. The next thing is not good, but she still looks sick and weak on the face, and roughly strokes her identity at the moment in her heart. Although she has been here for half a year, she still needs to look back. After all, she has lived in the country for the past six months. Gongfu, I don't know what is going on in Lufu.

She had just returned to her son's home from her grandmother's house. Her mother died young because she was the only daughter left, and her grandmother loved her so much that she would not let her come back whenever she used to stay for a while. This time, her grandmother was ill and she missed her granddaughter, so she was allowed to return to Lu Mansion. When I left, my grandmother cried, and the old man had been sent to the gate of the mansion when he was getting old. Generally speaking, these are the things that need to be paid attention to. The others are all trivial things. In this world, she is only a supporting role. The love and hatred of others is meaningless to her, not to mention that she is not here for others.

I don't know where that person is.

Qing Huan thought about it this way. Seeing that she didn't want to sleep anymore, with a gloomy mood between her eyebrows and eyes, she couldn't help but want to say something to make the lady happy, and quickly said: "The old lady sent someone to pick up the lady so early. After a while, Lord Guo and the other princes went back and couldn't see the young lady, they were going to make trouble again! Just like last time, they ran to our Lu Mansion again, and the old lady was going to beat them again with the broomstick."

He said so, but in my heart I really envied my lady's birth and luck. My mother is a daughter of the Guogongfu, and my father is Lu Ge’s eldest son. The two parents Qinse and Ming are very affectionate, but unfortunately the wife gradually declined after giving birth to the young lady, and soon let go, leaving behind the baby. Miss. Because of this, everyone is very fond of the young lady. Not only the elder, but the old lady has been raised under the knees of the young lady since childhood. The government office is even more spoiled. The elders on both sides are simply rushing to bring the young lady. During the year, the young ladies had to live each for half a year. During this six months, the elders still had headaches and asked the young ladies to come back and have a look. In short, the means of fighting for favor are really endless.

If you talk about birth, it is natural that the princesses are more noble, but if you really want to say who is the most beloved and most can not be ignored, it must be the Qinghuan lady of their Lu Mansion!

However, the young lady was too young when she was born, and her body has always been poor. Because of this, the whole mansion did not dare to disobey, even speaking loudly in front of the young lady.

Only a young lady is worthy of such honor. The girl quietly glanced at her and happily, even though the young lady had grown up by herself, she still wanted to be shocked by the delicate beauty of this little girl.

Qing Huan remembered the appearance of her grandmother standing at the gate of the mansion when she came back earlier, her head hurts a little, and she felt as if she had done something rebellious, but her grandmother was ill, and her grandfather wrote several letters asking her to come back. She also knew in her heart that this was just a rivalry between the elderly, but as a filial child, she would not expose it. Speaking of it, she hasn't come back for half a year, and her health is not good. The elders are very considerate and will not let her run back and forth. Seeing that the New Year was about to come, it was only a few days before returning to Lu Mansion, and the grandparents probably couldn't help but began to pretend to be sick.

Every day at the National Palace, her grandfather took tea to read and write big characters. When she saw her, her grandmother always scolded her, saying that she was so old that she wouldn't let her have fun. What kind of words should she write and read all day long? , Afraid of tired her. In fact, it’s very difficult for Qinghuan to pretend. The old country’s father taught her to be able to use piano, chess, calligraphy, calligraphy and poetry, and her accomplishments are so much higher than that of the old country’s father. But in front of the elderly, she has to behave as a child. , The old man was excited, thinking that his granddaughter was a little child prodigy, and no one could compare to his sons or grandchildren! If Qing Huan's health is better, the old man probably won't let her go easily.

This is also the reason why Qinghuan has always remained weak and sickly-such a physique is really convenient~

If she hadn't stopped her, grandmother probably would have sent her to the door of Lu Mansion. Fortunately, my grandfather and several uncles and cousins ​​were not there in the morning, otherwise, come back early? I'm afraid it will turn the sky over.

In addition to short-lived, this Lu Qinghuan is simply loved by thousands of people.

Seeing Lu Mansion from a distance, the girl Sprite quickly said: "Miss Miss, we are coming soon, look at it, Master is waiting at the door!"

This daddy Qinghuan hadn't had time to see her. She happened to be in the Guogong Mansion for the past six months, and she didn't know what Lu Mansion was like. When I first came, I heard that the close girl was called Sprite, so I changed the names of the other girls.

They are called Coke 7up and Fanta.

The elder of the Lu Mansion is called Lu Zhihan, twenty eight this year, he wears a mustache in order to appear prudent, he looks like a handsome young man, very handsome and outstanding. Seeing the carriage of the Guogong Mansion, he went down the steps, and when the carriage arrived, the coachman put a stool on, and he went straight over and carried his daughter wrapped in a small zongzi into his arms.

Qing Huan was hugged by the beautiful man, her heart was very comfortable, and she yelled daddy sweetly. Lu Zhihan was pleased and asked softly, "A-囡 is back, but can you still recognize daddy?" Although he would go to the Guogong Mansion every few days Look at your daughter, but it's better to be comforted in your arms.

Qing Huan nodded, 囡囡 was called a baby, she was called by the mansion when she hadn't named her. Later, when she grew up, she had a name, and the mansion still called her that way. "It's cold outside, why isn't Daddy waiting in the house."

"A-囡 is really good, and I still think about Daddy." Lu Zhihan was so touched that he was about to cry, kissed his daughter's tender cheek, and treated her as a baby. In fact, she is also a baby, even at the age of seven. She is naturally weak and she grows slower than others. The other ladies in the house are five years taller than her.

Speaking of embracing her to enter the mansion, the Lu Mansion is very big, carved with beams, painted buildings, and flying pavilion Xiangdan. It has a lot of background. The Lu family is a century-old scholarly family. Fu, who teaches a group of naughty little boys all the time, loves his soft and well-behaved daughter even more.

Along the way, Qing Huan saw a person kneeling beside the lotus pond after entering the house. He looked young, and asked, "Daddy, someone is kneeling there."

Lu Zhihan glanced lightly, not caring: "Don't worry about him, that's your second uncle's concubine."

Lu Zhihan had two younger brothers, both of whom were born in the side room of the old man. According to the information Qing Huan had learned, their relationship was very harmonious. After all, the only treasure of the scholarly family was the collection of books. His prestige was greater than that of an official position. Lu Zhihan is an indifferent personality and gets along well with his two younger brothers, but that's all. Qinghuan’s two uncles are different from this father. After losing his wife, father only has one daughter, love is like a jewel in his palm, but those two uncles have several side rooms and many children, but because of this, Can't compare with Qinghuan's status.

Whether in Lu Mansion or Guo Gong Mansion, no matter how many children there are, she is the favorite of thousands.

But Qing Huan looked at the young man shivering in the cold wind, somewhat unbearable. "Daddy, hug me and take a look. Have I ever seen this brother?"

"I haven't seen it before." Lu Zhihan said. "He was brought in by your second uncle from outside." He didn't want his daughter to know about dirty ears, so he summed up the mess in one sentence.

Lu Zhihan understood Qing Huan just like that. "Does that brother have no mother? Same as me?"

Lu Zhihan's eyes suddenly softened: "How can he compare with my A-Nan? Although A-Nan has no mother, he still has daddy, grandparents and grandparents. Uncles hurt."

"Is there no brother?"

"No." Lu Zhihan looked at the boy with disgust.

"Isn't that elder brother very pitiful?" Snow is floating in the sky, and their heads are covered by oil paper umbrellas, draped in a cloak, and held by a heater, but the boy wears nothing more than summer, and there is snow under his knees. , Kneeling for a long time, I am afraid that my legs will be broken. "Daddy, let brother get up, it's so cold."

Of course, Lu Zhihan would not fail to agree to her daughter's kindness, but she made people stop kneeling. Lu Zhihan would find a way to pick it off for her if her daughter wanted the moon in the sky. "Lu San, let him stop kneeling."

Lu San was the housekeeper in Lu Zhihan’s yard. He responded and ran over. Qing Huan was hugged by Lu Zhihan, with his head resting on his shoulders. After a glance, the boy was unstable after he got up. He was probably kneeling. After a long time, he fell into the ice and snow again.

But no one helped him up.

Lu San passed the words of the great master and left. The people passing by the young man didn't even look at him. To them, his life was probably worse than that of an animal.