Following in the footsteps of Zhang Youye and Uncle Wu, the two walked through the center of the main hall and out through the round archway.
Part of the park's surface was finally able to be exhibited.
While still walking forward, Shu Yi curiously looked around.
The garden is actually quite similar to the ancestral home, with precious artificial hills and exquisitely manicured vegetation everywhere.
Perhaps because the two families had a good relationship, Shuyi even saw her grandfather's favorite alpine rhododendrons in several corners of the garden.
Following the direction Zhang Youye pointed, Shu Yi saw a number of staff members in the distance to her right.
They were carrying many plates of food, stepping onto the stone beam and crossing the arched bridge.
Continuing to shift her gaze slightly to the right, through the winding mountain stream, Shu Yi finally saw where the staff had gone: a fish-viewing pavilion.
“They’re feeding the fish,” Zhang Youye explained. “The fish-viewing pavilion is full of my second uncle’s treasures. There are people who feed them regularly. Several of them were given to us by your grandfather.”
Passing the Fish-Viewing Pavilion, the two continued walking to the left for a while, and the secluded garden suddenly came into view.
"My goodness, I thought my grandfather's garden was already extravagant enough, how come yours is even more extravagant?"
What greeted Shu Yi's widened pupils in surprise was a garden with pine and bamboo groves as a backdrop, and various kinds of bouquets scattered throughout.
The national beauty of the peony, the proud red plum blossom, the dazzling camellia, the exquisite daffodil, and others whose names she couldn't even name.
Using different flowers and trees to represent the changing seasons highlights the ingenuity of the arranger.
The two walked through the secluded garden and through the long corridor. Before Shu Yi could recover from the sea of flowers in full bloom, she was shocked by the huge bamboo garden in front of her, and her pupils suddenly contracted.
A vast expanse of lush green bamboo forest stands tall in its own world, like a pine tree, unique and distinctive.
"Zhang Youye, are you sure your house isn't open? How much longer do we have to walk?"
Ahead.
Uncle Wu suppressed a laugh and turned to explain to Shu Yi.
"Second Miss, this is a private garden and is not open to the public. Our eldest young master's villa is in another place. We can reach Madam Ningying's villa after walking for a while."
When they first moved into the ancestral home, Shuyi would complain to her grandfather because the house was too big, and she even tried to persuade him to get the family a small vehicle for transportation.
Even now, having followed Zhang Youye all this way, Shu Yi still can't help but try to persuade him.
"Your house is so big, are you really not considering getting a car? If I keep walking like this, my WeChat steps will definitely reach a new high."
Before Uncle Wu could respond, Zhang Youye leaned close to her ear and whispered, "You'll move in as soon as you agree, and I'll have someone make the arrangements right away."
As they spoke, the two had already passed through the bamboo grove.
I reckon we've already seen most of the sights.
Just as Shu Yi was about to put away her thoughts of Liu Laolao visiting the Grand View Garden, a pair of warm palms suddenly pressed down on the top of her head.
Following the direction of the palm's owner's force, Shu Yi saw another building located in the distance.
It is a five-story pavilion.
"Holy crap." Shu Yi rarely swore, "That's not some place that collects calligraphy and paintings by famous people, is it?"
“No.” Zhang Youye shook his head slowly. “That’s where you’ll live with me from now on. It’s your wedding room, or you could say, your future home.”
In the distance, a number of people walked briskly toward the two.
After the group stood in front of Uncle Xu, Shu Yi heard the leader say something respectfully.
"Uncle Wu, Madam knows that the eldest young master and the second young lady are coming back, so she specially sent us to meet them."
Hearing this, Shu Yi smiled and replied, "Then take me there quickly, don't keep Auntie waiting."
She turned and said goodbye to Uncle Wu, then followed behind the girls. Seeing that they were about the same age as Tingli, Shuyi took the initiative to start a conversation.
"How old are you all? You look about the same age as my son Tingli."
"In reply to Miss, we have just turned twenty, we are the same age."
Having finally managed to get the Shu family to stop being so overly respectful, arriving at the Zhang family's residence and hearing their almost archaic replies makes it feel like I'm about to enter ancient times again.
Upon hearing this, Shu Yi could only remain silent.
Seeing her helplessness, Zhang Youye raised his hand and patted her head: "It's okay. In our family, it's only when we take care of the maids on my aunt's side that things are like this, because my aunt is particular about these things, and the maids are used to it."
Indeed, it's quite sophisticated. Shu Yi nodded subconsciously.
You can tell from the way the maids are dressed.
It's completely in the style of ancient Chinese.
However, when I think about the lives of the two grandmothers and those old-fashioned feudal ideas, I feel a pang of sadness.
If you look closely, the younger sister-in-law can actually be considered a victim of this feudalistic mindset.
Shu Yi hesitated, and lowered her voice accordingly.
"So, is your aunt easy to get along with?"
"Why are you asking this?" Zhang Youye raised an eyebrow and pressed on.
"After all, my aunt once had feelings for my dad. If my dad hadn't run away from home..."
Zhang Youye understood everything about her hesitation.
However, since things have come to this, it can only mean that the aunt and the second young master of the Shu family were destined to be apart.
Moreover, Zhang Youye should be most grateful to the second young master of the Shu family for his true love back then.
Choose to bravely confront tyranny.
If Shu Yishi really married his aunt, then he and Shu Yi would no longer have this kind of relationship.
Could a forbidden love story possibly unfold within such a family?
Some things are truly preordained.
Seeing her anxiety, Zhang Youye, unusually, didn't say anything, but silently held her hand, giving her the strength to relax.
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