The big guy who passed through quickly took the scumbag script

Hey, isn't this our second young lady? What, this is just wishful thinking. Are you going to get married?

Xihe paused, looked up, and saw a woman standing under the wisteria porch, with old-fashioned sideburns and a loose straight gown covering her whole body tightly.

The raised phoenix eyes are very sharp, and the opening is even more impolite.

Fourth aunt?

According to the little maid's dictation, this must be the original owner's father's Xiaosi, and I heard that he is quite favored.

Xihe doesn't have the memory of the original owner, but judging by Xiao Si's bad attitude, she can guess that the other party doesn't like her. Xihe... She just came out after eating porridge to check the situation.

What? You don't recognize me anymore. That's right, you are the second lady who came back from overseas, and you don't like us...

Fourth aunt, do you know when my father will come back?

Xihe directly interrupted her continuous ridicule.

The fourth aunt choked, and shook the handkerchief angrily: Is it possible for me to inquire about the whereabouts of the master at will? Second Miss, although you have stayed abroad, our family is a decent family. You still... hey, you go where?

Xihe had already turned around and headed out of the courtyard.

Beep beeping endlessly, she is busy.

Now we are in an era where old and new ideas alternate. The new society and the old society coexist. There are people like the original owner who wear foreign clothes and go abroad to study abroad, and there are also conservatives like the fourth wife. The whole society is divided and divided, and the conflicts are very big. .

Everyone only sees the feasting and feasting on the beach, and the ten-mile foreign market, but they don't see beggars starving to death everywhere, beacon fires everywhere, and foreigners running rampant.

But these were not related to Xihe, she walked out of the deep courtyard of the old house, hired a coachman and went straight to Shen's house.

She guessed that she had entered Shen Yanshu's past, and if she wanted to go back, she had to go to his place.

The white walls and gray tiles on the street, and the fallen horse-head walls are higher than the roof ridge. It is a typical Huizhou building. When passing by Central Street, you can still see the tall archway standing outside the city.

The distance between the two families was not far, and soon Xihe arrived in front of the gate of Shen's house.

I'm Li Mingzhu, I'm here to find your young master.

Xihe said directly.

The gatekeeper hurriedly bowed and nodded to open the door, thinking that you are the only young lady in Tongcheng who dares to wear western clothes like this and wander around the streets, who doesn't know him?

After passing through many courtyard walls and passing servants who bowed their heads and bowed their heads, Xihe was taken to a courtyard.

Miss Li, the young master is inside, you go in.

The maid opened the door and stepped aside.

Stone table, wisteria trellis, the courtyard was very quiet, Xihe paused slightly, and walked straight to the room with the open door.

She didn't lower her volume, and the man lying on the desk immediately noticed and turned his head.

Miss Li? Cough cough cough...

The weak young master coughed, his face was red in two spots, his thin lips were pale, and he was wearing a thin jacket in early summer.

Inkstone book...

Xihe's mood suddenly became complicated. She didn't expect that Shen Yanshu was a little lame, and even sick.

Ahem, ahem... Ms. Li, please sit down.

Shen Yanshu stood up from his seat and asked Xihe to sit down in the living room.

He is thin and thin, wearing a blue long gown, the hand that pours tea trembles slightly, his skin is sickly pale, and he looks apologetic: There is no cocoa coffee in Tongcheng, I have wronged the second lady.

Sihe Dun felt embarrassed, and immediately waved his hands: No grievances, no grievances, the tea is pretty good.

Shen Yanshu smiled weakly: Second Miss is generous.

Xihe twitched the corners of her mouth, feeling as if she was sitting on pins and needles for a moment, she could play around with that lively and blushing Yanshu, but facing this fragile and gentle Shen Yanshu, she didn't know what to do.

I always feel that it is as wanton as before, which makes him abrupt.