Chapter 175 Going back and saying goodbye

“Miss, are you sure you really want to take a look?”

“What did you say?”

“Look at these gifts. There is a tradition in the hometown of slaves. It is best for the birthday gift to be unwrapped by the birthday star himself. It can bless the birthday star’s wishes and success in the new year.” Caishou suggested.

“Another day.” Su Guer replied casually without taking his eyes off the book.

Caishou tilted her head, holding a stack of gift booklets in her hand, and walked around the center of the room with a pair of tables and stools piled up with gift boxes, bottles, plates and other gifts.

She suddenly stopped and turned around, with her hands behind her back, looking at the back of the lady next to the small coffee table in the corridor outside the door, her small face was full of seriousness and said:
“However, if it is inconvenient for the birthday star, it is also possible to let a close and trustworthy person like the personal servant girl do it for you. It can still bless the birthday star’s wish and everything goes smoothly…”

“…” Su Gu’er.

The air was still.

“There are quite a lot of traditions in your hometown.” She chuckled.

“Well, it’s quite a lot.” Caishou nodded, with a serious face, admonishing like a little adult: “Miss, I’d rather believe it than believe it!”

“You little girl, talking to master now is always beating around the bush. This little abacus is crackling. I heard it at the door. Who did you learn from?”

Su Bao’er pursed her lips, shook her head, Cong Zhi turned another page of the scroll, without raising her head, she said:
“Then follow the traditions of someone’s hometown, please ask my personal servant girl to do it for you and help dismantle it.”

Laughing paused for a while, then continued, with a somewhat indifferent tone:
“Pick two things you like and go, and I’ll send you off.”

“Ah, miss, this…how dare you…”

Behind her hands behind her back, Caishou, who was twitching on the spot, opened her eyes wide and said with a bit of embarrassment on her face, but the next second, she saw the beautiful figure outside the door frowning slightly and putting down the scroll as if she was going to turn around, she turned around in seconds, and rushed to the door. To the gift:
“Miss is the best, so it’s decided! The servant will help the lady tidy up, take it apart and look at it, then sort it into categories, put the useful ones into the lady’s study, and store the unused ones in the attic…”

The little maid with a steamed bun face was a little happy.

While chattering, she picked up the birthday presents on the table one by one, and carried them upstairs with painstaking efforts.

In terms of subjective initiative, it is considered full.

I haven’t been this diligent in a long time.

Su Gu’er shook her head, not bothering to talk to this stupid girl.

Without the bouncing and bouncing of the bun-faced little maid, the first floor became quiet.

At a certain moment, Su Gu’er’s face was slightly distracted, and she whispered between her lips:
“All wishes come true, smooth sailing… I hope… That old fortune-teller said the same thing after divination with a shaman, but how long has it been… Can that proverb really come true, or is it just for comfort? …”

The new rain stops late, and in the afternoon, it seems that if you doze off a little, it will rush by.

Just when a girl with plum blossom makeup downstairs sighed to Kongting alone.

On the third floor of Meiyingzhai, in an elegant and lightly decorated study room, colorful ribbons are buried in the pile of birthday gifts, and a small white hand is pulling out a roll of mulberry paper from a long and narrow wooden box.

Caishou wiped the sweat off her brow, stood up, and walked to her young lady’s desk.

As she walked, she looked down at the roll of mulberry paper in her hand that seemed to be a manuscript, and she muttered curiously:
“Well, I finally found it, this is the calligraphy and calligraphy given by Mr. Ouyang?

“But I used the paper box from Juxian Garden. Isn’t this mulberry paper used by Da Lang to practice calligraphy? I bought dozens of knives from Hongzhou and didn’t use it up. There is nothing to sell here in Longcheng .

“Hey, Mr. Ouyang, you don’t give this gift too solemnly, is it really just a simple gift?
“It looks like Da Lang packed it for you and sent it over.”

Caishou walked to the table, sighed and shook her head:
“No wonder Miss always ignores you and is not interested in you. No matter how I mention it, it’s useless. Well, Miss doesn’t seem to be interested in all men.

“However, if you look at the birthday presents from others, the boxes are so exquisite that people are reluctant to open them.

“It seems that Mr. Ouyang is not very good at coaxing women. Humph Bai is so handsome. If it were me, I would not be able to deceive many young ladies…”

At night, Caishou, who had been peeking at books and comics in bed, shook her head and put the roll of mulberry paper on the table.

She took the gift booklet casually, glanced behind the line of familiar names, and muttered:

“Come back and say goodbye? What are you talking about…”

The mulberry paper was spread out by her small hand.

The paper is nine inches wide and one foot eight inches long.

At the entrance, there are dense regular scripts on the paper.

However, in the eyes of Caishou, who is not very literate, it is like a little tadpole swimming in the lake eagerly, and his head will shake if he looks at it for a long time.

“Is there no picture? Forget it.” The tone was a little disappointed.

Caishou kept her eyes wide open for three seconds, then shrank her head, no longer making things difficult for herself, and casually rolled up the mulberry paper again and put it away.

But she didn’t throw it aside, but put it back into the wooden box and put it close by, as if she was going to take it away.

“Return the umbrella another day, you can talk more… Young master, your article is so good, it made the little girl enlightened and she suddenly became enlightened… By the way, men should like to be praised by women, well, Dalang is like this, how can I know?” It’s a compliment…”

While thinking about it, Caishou buried her head in the pile of gift boxes, and finally, she picked out a fan from an exquisite gift box.

The fan is woven from silk tapestry, with ink lines on it to outline a fan painting on silk. In the painting, there are court ladies with beautiful makeup and cool clothes, so that the color ribbons are slightly flushed, and the self-deceiving eyes are turned away.

“It’s too indecent, let’s keep it for Miss.”

The little maid with a bun face nodded critically and put it away.

The lady said that she can choose two to go.

Caishou immediately tidied up the study and stored the birthday gifts in categories.

Celebrity calligraphy and paintings or unique calligraphy and calligraphy that some young ladies may like or be interested in are placed on the bookshelves or desks.

As for other expensive vases, gold, silver and jewelry, they were all put into the attic on the top floor.

The afternoon passed quickly, and the colorful ribbons were finally tidied up.

However, when she was just tidying up the bookshelves, she accidentally discovered a rather strange thing.

“When will the lady get the lottery? Is this color a marriage lottery?”

Caishou looked curiously at the bamboo stick wrapped in red paper in her hand, which she found between the pages of a thick book that had been overturned when she was just tidying up the bookshelf.

There are also a lot of maple leaf bookmarks and essay notes in this thick book, which seems to be a special book for the owner of the study to keep idle things at hand.

This bamboo stick wrapped in red paper looks quite new, it should have been stuffed in recently, and judging from the creases, it seems that it has never been opened.

“Miss’s marriage lottery? When did you ask for it? Miss still cares about marriage? Why don’t you usually see it, don’t you^”

Caishou stood by the bookshelf, muttering softly, and then a little excitement appeared on her face, “Hey, let me see.”

But this time.

“What are you doing?”

A cold voice suddenly came from behind.

Caishou’s little shoulders trembled in fright, and the thick book fell to her feet. She quickly bent down to pick it up, and stuffed bamboo sticks and bookmarks into it, but Su Bao’er snatched it just half way through. go.

“Miss, why are you here? Why is there no sound when you walk?”

Caishou whispered.

“If you don’t come again, are you going to turn my study room upside down?”

Su Gu’er held the book in her arms and pursed her lips.

Caishou smiled, and stopped talking, she looked down and saw her young lady was stepping on the soft Persian carpet in the room with her bare white feet.

Caishou was not surprised by her lady’s casual bare feet in the boudoir.

“Miss, the presents are all sorted out, and the gift booklet is on the table. By the way, it seems that there is still something to do in the afternoon, servant girl… servant girl will go down first.”

Caishou looked around, found an excuse casually, took the wooden box and the fan and left the study with small steps, and slipped away.

Su Gu’er turned her back to the door without turning her head, she stood by the bookshelf and shook her head lightly, not bothering to teach this stupid girl a lesson.

She glanced down.

Immediately, the thick books were stuffed back into the bookshelves.

The bamboo sticks wrapped in red paper were also thrown into the wastebasket next to the desk.

After cleaning up, Su Gu’er stuffed Tao Qian’s collection of poems back to its original place on the bookshelf, and pulled out a new collection of poems from somewhere on the bookshelf with her fingers. She turned around, barefooted, went back to the desk and sat down, looking down. look.

Just now it was the marriage red lottery that Xie Lingjiang asked for inexplicably for her, and it was handed to her when chatting on the roof that night. Su Gu’er was not very interested in these things, so he stuffed them into a thick book beforehand.

In the end, the girl Caishou almost saw her, and then she would definitely talk nonsense again. The embarrassment is second, the main reason is that it is troublesome to explain, especially if my father and mother misunderstood…

Su Gu’er was a little annoyed at sister Xie who was meddling in her own business and asked for a lottery.

Behind the desk, Su Gu’er rubbed the center of her brows with her fingertips to clear away the mess.

She twirled her fingers to flip through the book, and out of the corner of her eye, she occasionally caught a glimpse of an open booklet on the table, as if a little maid with a bun face opened it and forgot to put it away.

Her eyes swept over, and she stretched out her plain hand, ready to close it.

But the next second.

The woman in front of the desk seemed to have been pressed a pause button.

A bare hand paused above the ritual booklet.

Hovering does not move.

If it weren’t for the evening wind that blows open the double windows, and the rice paper on the desk and the pages of the booklet are blown and turned, it would almost make people mistakenly think that there is a still and frozen picture in front of the desk.

Until there was a “bang”, there was a heavy sound of the palm of the hand hitting the table.

As if turning from stillness, Su Gu’er eagerly dropped her palm, preventing Li Zhezi from turning the pages, and fixed it on the original page.

Two trembling fingers firmly pressed on a line of small characters in regular script on the page.

The slightly scattered black hair on the forehead of the girl with plum blossom makeup fell to the table, because her eyes were almost attached to the line of words as she leaned forward, very close.

Su Bao’er lowered her head, her drooping blue hair temporarily covered Huarong’s expression, only her startled murmur:

“Going back… Lai Xici? Ouyang… Lianghan!”

……

It’s a bit short, but I’m too tired. It’s almost five o’clock. Xiao Rong will take a nap first, get up and continue coding!

(End of this chapter)