"What about others?" An Xiaolin said.

"The master went out on errands, saying that it was a surprise for the young lady, you can open it and see it. Lan Hai said to An Xiaolin with a smile.

An Xiaolin was a little puzzled, sat up from the bed, gently opened the box, and uncovered a layer of dark red flannel inside.

"This ...... Isn't this my mother's spiritual position?" An Xiaolin raised her head and looked at Lan Hai in astonishment.

Lan Hai nodded slightly, and said to An Xiaolin: "Miss, surprise, right?"

He ...... What does he mean by that?" An Xiaolin said with some surprise.

Although it is my mother's spiritual seat, it is really strange to receive this kind of "gift" before I get up early in the morning.

Lan Hai leaned into An Xiaolin's ear, lowered his voice and said, "Miss, the master told me, when you see it, if you are surprised, let me tell you......"

Lan Hai was in An Xiaolin's ear, telling like this, An Xiaolin listened, and the more she listened, the brighter her eyes became.

"Miss, did you hear it clearly?" After finishing speaking, Lan Hai widened the distance between him and An Xiaolin and asked with a smile.

An Xiaolin nodded and said, "Lan Hai, I know everything." I didn't expect ...... He thought of it with me. ”

Lan Hai said with a smile: "It's a good thing that Miss and the master have the same heart, you are about to get married, and the husband and wife should not be like this." ”

Lan Hai saw that An Xiaolin was in a good mood, and seemed to be very happy, clapped his palms, and said with a smile.

An Xiaolin smiled and said in a low voice: "Lan Hai, don't you dare to say anything about your master......? You said it again?"

Lan Hai was stunned for a moment, quickly covered his mouth, then smiled, looked at An Xiaolin and said, "Miss, you definitely won't tell the master, right?"

An Xiaolin glanced at her with a smile and said, "Go find clothes for me, I'll wash up, it's a good show...... The show is about to start. ”

An Xiaolin went to the bathroom to wash up, changed her clothes, and soon took her mother's spiritual seat downstairs.

The people of An's family downstairs were eating breakfast, An Peijun didn't go to class, An Chuhuai Ruan Jingshu and his wife were eating with Jiang Qiulan, and the family was happy.

When An Xiaolin saw such a scene at the corner of the stairs, she slowly squinted and smiled, thinking in her heart that it seemed that the harm she had done to them before was really far from enough, and the relationship between their family was quickly reconciled.

With An Peijun here, as long as Ruan Jingshu does something that is not too out of line, he can be forgiven, and he can even get Jiang Qiulan's help.

An Xiaolin's eyes narrowed slowly, and finally her gaze fell on An Peijun's face.

An Peijun...... It's really not like An Xiaolu at all.

"Xiao Lin, are you down, hurry up and come over for breakfast!" When An Chuhuai turned his head, he saw An Xiaolin standing there and shouted hurriedly.

An Xiaolin nodded, walked over and sat down, but the expression on her face had always been a little unhappy, holding the wooden box containing her mother's spiritual position, her expression was very cautious.

"Xiao Lin, why don't you eat breakfast? What are you holding in your hand? Hurry up and put it down!" An Peijun saw that An Xiaolin's expression was not quite right, thought about it, and said with a smile: "Young Master Huangfu went to the dock to inspect early in the morning, it seems that we need to buy a large open space near the factory to build a factory as a warehouse, I have already chosen a place, just wait for Young Master Huangfu to look good, we will start the work and plan of the first phase immediately." ”

An Xiaolin nodded and said, "Dad, I know, I ...... I'm not unhappy because Young Master Huangfu isn't here. ”

"Oh, why is that?" An Chuhuai glanced at An Xiaolin a little strangely.

"Hmph, if you have something to say, just say it, don't talk about it, pretend to show it to anyone!" Ruan Jingshu is a straightforward person, and he probably thinks that Huangfu is not here at night, so there is no need to pretend, so what he said was very direct.

An Xiaolin's lips squirmed, as if she was very aggrieved.

"Okay, less to say. An Peijun turned his head and glared at Ruan Jingshu, then hurriedly looked back at An Xiaolin and said, "Xiaolin, you have the box in your hand, are you going to take it to school?"

"Daddy, this ...... It's not meant to be taken to school. Yes, it's ...... inside" An Xiaolin stumbled and couldn't speak.

"What's inside?" An Chuhuai saw An Xiaolin's appearance, and the first thing he felt was wrong was that he hurriedly asked.

"Dad, this is ...... Mother's Spiritual Seat. An Xiaolin lowered her voice and said cowardly.

Her voice is very well grasped, making people feel that she is careful not to speak, but the voice is just enough for the people of the An family to hear clearly.

"What, what?An Xiaolin, what are you talking about?" Ruan Jingshu stood up from the chair with a "Teng" sound, looked at An Xiaolin with anger and surprise on his face, and asked in disbelief.

An Xiaolin couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva and said, "I, I...... This is my mother's spiritual seat. ”

Jiang Qiulan's face also changed: "Early in the morning, what are you bringing your mother's spiritual seat here for?"

"Grandma, what is the spiritual position?" An Peijun was a little puzzled, turned his head to look at Jiang Qiulan and asked.

"This ...... Peijun, you continue to eat breakfast, don't worry about so much. Jiang Qiulan didn't know how to explain for a while, so she said a word to An Peijun.

"Grandma, isn't it the name of a dead man, the kind engraved on a wooden plaque? I've seen it on TV!"

Jiang Qiulan's face sank, and she said, "Pei Jun, hurry up and eat more." ”

An Peijun looked at this and then that, and found that everyone's faces were not very good, so he hesitated, sighed, nodded and continued to eat.

Ruan Jingshu's face was extremely ugly, and he looked at An Xiaolin and said: "An Xiaolin, you were going to hang your mother's painting in before, and now you want to hold your mother's spiritual seat on the table, you are deliberately not making me better than not making me comfortable, right?"

"I, I...... I'm not. An Xiaolin was scolded loudly by Ruan Jingshu, seemed to be very scared, glanced at her with some weakness, and continued: "It's just ...... Dad, I really don't have a place to put it, didn't I say before that when I get married, I have to put my mother's spiritual seat in? ”

"There's nowhere to put it? What does this mean?" An Chuhuai was obviously a little surprised.

An Xiaolin sighed: "My previous house was rented, and now the landlord sees that I don't live there, so he wants to take back the house, I will discuss with my father to see if my mother's spiritual position can be put into An's house as soon as possible, if I can...... I, I'm ......"

"No way!"

Ruan Jingshu didn't think about it, and blurted out: "I said that on the day I got married, I can't go back, Chu Huai, I hope you can respect me." ”

An Xiaolin looked at Ruan Jingshu, and then at An Chuhuai's embarrassed appearance, and there was already a sneer in her heart, but on her cheeks, she still looked so pitiful, nodded to An Chuhuai, and said embarrassedly: "Dad, I'll put it in my room, can you see it?"

"That's right...... Xiao Lin, is there really no place to put it?" An Chuhuai asked.

Looking at An Xiaolin's appearance, thinking that her mother was indeed pitiful, she was a little soft-hearted for a while.

An Xiaolin nodded hurriedly: "Dad, there is really no place to put it." ”

"In that case......

"An Chuhuai, you dare!" Ruan Jingshu glared at An Chuhuai like a shrew and said fiercely.

"Jingshu, that's enough!" An Chuhuai said: "Let Xiao Lin put it in her own room, and wait until the day she gets married to send it to the ancestral hall where An's family will put her spiritual seat." ”

"But, but ......" Ruan Jingshu couldn't find a reason or excuse to refuse for a while, but she was very reluctant and unhappy in her heart, so she had to look at Jiang Qiulan.

Jiang Qiulan's heart was empty, and her face was not very good: "Chu Huai, this kind of thing, I hope you can respect Jingshu, after all, she is the wife you are marrying, and it is understandable that she disagrees with this kind of thing." ”

"Dad, you can't bully your mother for this little wild seed, she's just a little vixen, I hate her......" An Peijun, who was eating breakfast, said indignantly with an oily mouth.

An Chuhuai frowned, although he was dissatisfied, he didn't say much, but looked at An Xiaolin.

An Xiaolin looked at An Chuhuai's embarrassed appearance, seemed to be very sad, and after a while, she saw that An Chuhuai had not spoken, so she had to sigh and say, "Since Dad is embarrassed...... Then forget it, I'll wait until I get married and send it in. ”

As she spoke, she called Lan Hai behind her, and said, "Go, send it to my marriage room with the young master, settle it, the young master, I will say it in person." ”

"Yes, miss. Lan Hai took the ranking, turned around and walked outside.

An Chuhuai wanted to speak and stopped, but after all, he didn't say a word, and at this time, he really couldn't say anything.

"Dad, I'm fine, don't worry. An Xiaolin glanced at An Chuhuai a little sadly, sighed, looked at Ruan Jingshu and Jiang Qiulan, and said slowly: "It's just that the two Mrs. An are so stingy with a dead person, if my mother knows...... I don't know if I'm going to get you in trouble. ”

An Xiaolin's voice was slow, her eyes looked at them gloomily, and the words she said, word by word, looked particularly scary.

Ruan Jingshu and Jiang Qiulan couldn't help but shudder, Ruan Jingshu said: "Little slut, don't talk nonsense to me, who do you think you can scare like this?"

"I'm not scaring you, I'm just ...... I dreamed of my mom last night, and I thought...... She might beg you in the evening, or so. ”

She looked at the two of them so fixedly, and her eyes made people tremble and fear.

"Xiao Ye Chong, you must not scare my mother! Be careful that I beat you to death!" An Peijun patted the table and stood up, looking at An Xiaolin fiercely.

Before the people of the An family could speak, An Xiaolin stared at An Peijun, and said slowly: "Peijun, you can't be so uncultivated, otherwise you won't be like the eldest young master of the An family." But why is Peijun not like his sister at all......? It looks familiar. ”

"You, what nonsense do you want to talk about again?" Ruan Jingshu's face changed.