Chapter 83 Doting

The wheels creaked, covering up all kinds of sounds in the city.

There are still lights on the long street and occasionally there are three or two people, but many shops are closed. From the shaking bamboo curtains, you can often see shop guys holding wooden boards to inlay the door frames of the shop. This kind of door panel is more popular in Nanjing, and its function should be equivalent to modern roller shutter doors.

The carriage is relatively small and can only be enough for two seats, and the lanterns hanging by the window are also flashing and dark.The brother and sister sat side by side, and the atmosphere was not very active, as if they were thinking about their own feelings.

Now that Nanjing has been arranged, Zhang Ning is mainly concerned about what happened after entering Beijing.

He and Yang Shiqi have not yet confirmed their relationship with their son-in-law. Others have obviously made efforts in the transfer of official positions this time. There must be rules. Giving money directly is suspected of bribery. Moreover, he is not short of this, and giving money is inferior, so he has prepared to send a troupe to the opera.

Didn’t it mean that Yang Shiqi likes to listen to operas?

In the past, people who took the opera troupe who brought the new songs from Nanjing were both expressing their feelings and unable to lose their grip. Although people like Yang Shiqi have never entered Confucianism, they are just civil servants when they become officials, and they like the popular things in the Shilin, which are elegant and sociable.

As for the obvious suspicion of being flattered and pleasing, Zhang Ning didn't care about it. Originally, not everyone in Shilin took the aloof path, and bureaucrats who could handle things still had a market.

Since Yang Shiqi is all in love, should we express our feelings to our teacher Lu Zhen?

Yu Qian is also a peer-age friend. Last time, someone helped rent a yard to say goodbye in Beijing, he also gave him money. This is a favor, so it is also necessary to bring some unique gifts from Nanjing.

Luo Mo Niang is also very kind to him. He will not let him down if he gives him any surprises.

In this world, no one owe you anything. No one is born to be good to himself unconditionally. It is just like joining Li to repay his kindness.

Zhang Ning was still considering many tedious matters. His sitting posture was very straight, and his hands were placed on his knees as if he was sitting in a military posture, but his body was much more relaxed.

When has my brother's itinerary been scheduled?

The little sister's voice temporarily freed him from his chaotic thoughts.

The melodious accent is filled with the sadness of parting, with a faint sadness, but it is simple and beautiful.

Perhaps things that do not involve interests will appear simpler.

Zhang Ning replied: The day after tomorrow.

The little sister looked disappointed and sad, and she turned around and looked out the window and stopped talking.

The streets and alleys in Nanjing are in good condition, but the carriage does not have a shock absorption system and the balance of a horse is not very good, so it is a bit bumpy.

While shaking, his hand touched the soft and cool things from time to time. He had no nerve to look down, and he could imagine that it was the little sister's hand based on his feelings.

The subtle touch, I want to get close but can’t, but I can’t bear to take it away...

He had an illusion in this situation, as if the cool breeze was not in late autumn, but in the cold spring season.

I want to... be with my brother.A crisp sound seemed to be still echoing in his ears. He closed his eyes and felt the emotions and memories carefully.

I empathize with what my sister is facing and your mood... Zhang Ning said it gently.

Preaching education is not good. He understands this principle, but now there are no more opportunities to get along with his sister in a hurry. Language is the fastest and most effective way, and there is no choice.

Fortunately, his mentality is very positive, and his equal tone and this opening remark are easier for the younger sister to accept recognition.

The four words "Imitation" made her turn and listen, instead of reacting like she did to her uncle. She never ended up sleeping, and she didn't let others sleep. Everyone had feelings. Who doesn't want to be understood and understood?

Zhang Ning was very patient, especially to his younger sister. He slowly continued to enlighten him: Do you think no one knows the Su family, and you don’t know what kind of life you will face, and you feel panic and uneasy?

Um.The little sister looked at his big eyes with gratitude, and only Zhang Ning could say such things to her.

Zhang Ning smiled and took the opportunity to cover her big hand on her little hand, naturally...

He continued to maintain this expression and said: Not only will you feel this way, but your brother will sometimes have this kind of worry.

I thought my brother was not afraid of anything and could do anything.Zhang Xiaomei snuggled gently on his arm.

For a moment, Zhang Ning didn't want to continue his education, for fear that as soon as he spoke, he would destroy such tranquility and attachment, with a faint fragrance and a youthful smell.

He was silent for a while before saying: Sometimes when I went to a strange place, such as when I went to Beijing once and then to Yangzhou, I would lack a sense of security. Think about it and don’t know what will happen next. Those days are as frightened as you are now, and I will miss the familiar environment.But if a person wants to gain a foothold in the world and still have to move on in life, he cannot escape. He must try to get used to it, and strangeness gradually becomes familiar.

Um.The little girl responded softly, moved her body closer, put her soft breasts on his arm, and snuggled over.

Zhang Ning didn't move, anyway, no one would see him in the carriage.He asked in a complicated mood: Have you figured it out?

My brother is right.The little sister said.

That's good... Zhang Ning said seriously.

I'm not afraid to be with those who don't know anyone.

The little sister whispered beside his side face. He could even feel the breath exhaled from her mouth, and then listened to her continue murmuring. I was afraid that if I got to know each other, there would be no one like a second brother, and no one would say these words to me again.

Zhang Ning was speechless and sat there without moving.

Her voice was very soft, like the gentle whispers that had just woken up from her sleep, or like talking to herself. I can't bear to leave my brother, and your voice... My favorite brother holds me like this...

Zhang Ning didn’t know what to do. Can the relationship between brother and sister be so good that it depends on this?Letting her get married is like weaning.

He realized that his behavior was too ambiguous at this time and wanted to pull his hand back, but he couldn't bear to make her sad... He really spoiled her, and he couldn't help but spoiled her.

He tried hard to keep his thinking clear and silently re-examined the relationships in it, but found that it was not simpler than the relationship between officials and scholars. It was mainly because things that were too microscopic and were not easy to quantify and analyze...

It's small, but doesn't matter?

If you are promoted to a third level or you can get ten thousand taels of silver, which is more important than a younger sister?

Small is not necessarily light, at least it is very important in Zhang Ning's heart.

After all, she was only sixteen years old and wanted to get married. This rule of order that was created for the population needs of agricultural civilization is not perfect.

In ancient times, people were forced to puberty, and they could only learn to be the leader of their family as a wife. In modern times, there are girls who get pregnant at the twelve or three, which shows that precocious puberty is just a kind of social identity.

Zhang Ning thought about it according to his own logic and felt a little cruel to her younger sister... Maybe she should give her more time to grow up?Or is this just an excuse I made for myself in my subconscious mind?

He was thinking about it all, and suddenly felt that his cheeks were wet. He quickly turned his head to hold up his little sister's face, and saw her crying without saying a word.

Tears made Zhang Ning's emotions immediately simpler. He said without saying nonsense: Go to Beijing with me and stay by my side to take care of you.

Brother... Zhang Xiaomei immediately sat upright, and her sad expression immediately disappeared from her face, but she choked up with some confusion: Did you say it seriously?

Zhang Ning nodded without any pressure: The love between children is very attractive, but you are so good that you make you cry.I think this is not a solution, so there is no need to worry. When you really meet, you don’t have to force you. It’s hard to stop you at that time.If you live by my side, you don’t have to worry about my uncle and the others talking about you all day long. What a simple thing.

It was completely a kind of spoiling. Before, she always taught the girl not to escape, but now she helped her escape, and she didn't even have to worry about explaining her family.

Zhang Ning thought to himself: But it’s good, it’s okay to cut the mess quickly and save you from being upset. There are still a lot of things to worry about when you go to Beijing to be an official. There are no time to let private matters affect your mood.

The little sister rushed into Zhang Ning's arms, and her joy was beyond words. Brother is so good!

Zhang Ning exhaled and pushed her aside: Don't be too happy too early, I have to discipline you slowly.

The little sister was not afraid of him at all, so she just pretended to be in the wind. She wiped away her tears with her sleeves and burst into tears to make a smile.

The original sadness and depression in the carriage immediately disappeared completely. The little girl returned to her usual appearance, chatted and laughed lively, and asked questions such as what the capital was like, how long it would take to go.

Her whole body exuded a lively youthful aura. She was not Lin Daiyu, and this was the original one without pressure.

Zhang Ning patiently answered two questions, but the carriage arrived home.

When I knocked on the door, I saw that no one at home was sleeping. My family was often inseparable from secular words and deeds, but at a glance, I knew that they still cared about their younger sister. Otherwise, they had sent someone back to report their safety, so why didn’t they sleep?

Obviously I am worried about things.

Zhang Ning played the game and returned to Wuyuan. He planned to stay at home later tonight, so as to avoid back and forth.

He took his younger sister into the yard and saw that his uncle Zhang Jiujin looked angry and pointed at Zhang Xiaomei and scolded: I think you have your wings that are hard and you are about to fly!

My cousin also said: What's wrong with you? We're looking for you everywhere, it's so disobedient.

Say a few less words.My uncle Zou touched her son and whispered: It’s not your own sister, Erlang knows how to discipline her.She thought Zhang Ning didn't hear it.

Zhang Xiaomei lowered her head and spoke completely in front of her elder brother as usual. Fortunately, she subconsciously hid behind Zhang Ning. Maybe she wouldn't be so scared if she had her brother blocked her in front of her.

My uncle's family is not a bad person, but an ordinary person. The greed for the glory of a rich family and the dislike of being a rich man are both human nature. What can be wrong?

Zhang Ning tried hard to figure out how to communicate and tried to comfort his family...

However, he had realized that no one would be happy when he said that he would reject the Su family's marriage. Is it useless to say something sweet? How can a few words be used as a 50,000 taels of use?

Uncle... Don't be angry, that's it... Zhang Ningqiang said with a smile, "My little sister is in a hurry to find me if she has something to do, but she doesn't think about it carefully when she panics... I blame me for this, and I'm also confused. It took me a long time to remember that the messenger came back to report the news.

Forget it, did Erlang eat it?Zhang Jiujin asked seriously, and the good things that were originally concerned about people's food and clothing changed their taste in his mouth.

Eat it and eat it.Zhang Ning nodded quickly. When is it time? Can't I say hello in another way?I don’t know if Zhang Jiujin will still have the heart to greet him after talking about the serious matters…