It was the time of the autumn breeze, and the wind towards the evening was bitterly cold.

In the courtyard of the four courtyards, the girls are sweeping the dead leaves that have fallen to the ground. Under the ancient rhyme corridor, from time to time walked through a few hurried small houses, saw the grandmother in green clothes will stop and say hello, through the long corridor, walked through the bluestone road is the main house of this ink house.

When he first arrived, Shen Qingyu lowered his head silently all the way, and just followed the people in front of him.

"The old lady is waiting for Mama. The girl waiting outside the door glanced at Shen Qingyu contemptuously, then leaned in and muttered quietly.

Mama Gui lifted her eyelids and glanced at the girl, and her feet were a lot sharper.

Compared with the outside of the house, the side room that Mrs. Mo used to feast on weekdays was as warm as a spring in March.

Towards the evening, the sky is slightly dark, the house has already been lit up, the warm yellow candlelight will be the house should be carved rosewood delicate ornaments gilded with a layer of golden light, the ground is placed in the charcoal basin, the furnace early burned the fine rhodozo incense.

Mrs. Mo was dressed in a cyan gown, a brown cloud brocade pan button gown, and a royal blue dotted emerald hairpin was obliquely inserted on her head, full of silver threads, but she was in good spirits, sitting cross-legged on the Arhat bed, and was lovingly pulling a beautiful girl in a blue emerald cigarette shirt to speak.

The Li family, who was gathered around the charcoal basin to keep warm, glanced at his daughter who was silent with her head down, and couldn't help sighing, this Mo Qingning really liked the old lady the most, but her own Qingying suffered a lot of grievances with such an uncompetitive mother.

Mo Qingying glanced at Li's hand, raised her eyes and smiled with relief, she knew what her mother was thinking, since she was born, she was the most inconspicuous one, in terms of identity, Mo Qingning is the concubine of Mofu, not to mention the love of everyone in Mofu, she is still the first beauty and talented woman of this Dayan, and she Mo Qingying, as a concubine, can only be short Mo Qingning everywhere, so how can she be willing?

Back then, Mo Qingning became famous in Chang'an with an essay and won the title of a talented woman, but how did others know that her famous essay in Chang'an was written by her Mo Qingying?

Her eyes glanced darkly at Luo Shi, who was sitting on the rosewood chair with a slightly condensed expression, and then her eyes fell on Mo Qingning's body.

Now that Mo Nianchu, who had been lost for fifteen years, has returned, she hopes to change the situation, at least some people can't sit still?

Luo never dreamed that Mo Nianchu, who had been lost for fifteen years, would be able to find it? Mo Nianchu was born to the deceased Mrs. Yan, and the general was quite partial to Mrs. Yan before his death...... The name of Qingning's concubine is worrying.

Mo Qingning sobbed softly, and her beautiful Danfeng's eyes were red and swollen like walnuts.

Mrs. Mo couldn't do anything to Mo Qingning's baby, seeing her crying so much that her eyes were swollen, she was distressed and called by her good grandson.

"Now that Sister Nianchu has found it, won't my grandmother love Qingning in the future?" Mo Qingning's eyes were full of tears, and she pulled up the sleeves of Old Madam Mo like a child.

Old Madam Mo nodded her forehead lovingly: "Nonsense, how can grandmother not love you? ”

Compared with the eldest granddaughter who has been lost for fifteen years, she can't even remember her appearance, this granddaughter who has been raised under her knees and is angry wants her to like it a little.

This sentence can be said to have hammered down Mo Qingning's position.

Mo Qingning wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with satisfaction, and instantly burst into laughter.

Mother told her that her father was quite partial to the deceased Mrs. Yan, and in the past fifteen years, her father has not given up looking for Mo Nianchu, and her identity as a concubine is not guaranteed, and she has to firmly grasp the big tree of her grandmother.

Now from her grandmother's demeanor and words, it is not difficult for her to peek into her status in her grandmother's heart.

The moment the curtain was opened, a cold wind rushed in.

Mama Gui was the first to walk in, followed by a woman in a purple shirt with her head hanging down, the woman was dressed simply, and the green silk was only tied with a hairpin, and her whole body was full of shabby, because the woman hung her head, but she couldn't see her face clearly.

After Mama Gui said hello, she retreated to the side, and Shen Qingyu was blessed: "Grandmother is fine." ”

Her movements weren't standard, but they barely passed.

Old Madam Mo's bright old eyes looked up and down at the woman in front of her: "Raise your head." ”

The tone of the command shows that this old lady Mo has always been a little unhappy about her return.

She secretly raised her head, her eyes flashed, and she looked timid, as if she had never seen a big scene, and she couldn't get on the stage at all.

Mo Qingning looked people up and down completely, the woman in front of her had a beautiful appearance, but she looked sick, she couldn't like it, let alone her grandmother?

At this time, Mo Qingning couldn't help but be secretly proud.

Sure enough, Mrs. Mo's expression was a little disgusted, and she looked down on this granddaughter from the bottom of her heart: "It's really raised in the countryside, so you can't be on the stage." ”

Hearing this, Luo's mother and daughter couldn't help but glance at each other, and they each laughed secretly.

Such ridicule and sneering, if you listen to the ears of ordinary women, I am afraid that you will want to cry.

I saw Shen Qingyu clutching the corner of her clothes, with a little grievance on her face, but she had already scolded people countless times in her heart, and her granddaughter who had been lost for fifteen years came back, and she didn't want them to treat her, but she didn't want this attitude to be so bad.

"Mofu is also a face in Chang'an, and it is really a shame to have an eldest daughter like you who can't be on the stage. ”

Old Madam Mo's words were extremely mean, and she didn't save her face at all.

If she can still bear it, but at the moment she is on fire in her heart, this old witch speaks so well, and she doesn't accumulate some virtue for herself.

"If the old lady dislikes Nian Chu as an eyesore, Nian Chu will leave on her own. She lowered her eyebrows and said timidly.

For this dead old woman, she didn't want to call her grandmother at all.

Old Madam Mo glared at her with a sullen face: "Are you saying that the old body treats you badly?"

"No, no, no. She looked anxious and hurriedly waved her hand: "Nian Chu is stupid, please don't blame the old lady." ”

Mo Qingning secretly said a fool in her heart, and there was a bit of schadenfreude in her heart, her grandmother didn't like her originally, but now she is saying this, it will undoubtedly only make her grandmother more disgusted, but it is exactly what she wants.

"Please also ask grandmother not to blame Sister Nianchu, after all, people in the countryside only know how to fill their stomachs, how can they learn etiquette and reason?" Mo Qingning said with an understanding expression.

But these words mocked Shen Qingyu for being rude and not knowing etiquette.

"The girl who was taught by a vulgar woman in the countryside, how could the old body care about her. Old Madam Mo glanced at Shen Qingyu coldly, and the anger in her heart did not fade.

A mouthful of country, vulgar, really catchy!

Shen Qingyu sneered in his heart.

Seeing that the timing was about the same, Mo Qingning rolled his eyes, and said softly: "Grandmother, Sister Nianchu is the eldest daughter of Mofu, and she should be the daughter of Mofu, Qingning ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mrs. Mo: "The concubine of this Mo Mansion can only be your ......" glanced at Shen Qingyu coldly and contemptuously: "As for her, she is just the eldest daughter of the Mo Mansion." ”

It's just the eldest daughter of the Mo Mansion, but Shen Qingyu didn't want to be the daughter of the Mo Mansion, but this move is really ruthless, isn't this a joke that makes her become Chang'an?

For their conversation, she always played the role of a timid country woman in their mouths, silent, and obeyed the arrangement.

Mo Qingning was proud in her heart, and she was affirmed by her grandmother, then her position in the Mo Mansion would be stable, and this dumb Mo Nianchu was not an opponent at all.

"I'm tired. The more Mrs. Mo looked at Shen Qingyu, the more dissatisfied she felt, so she simply thought that she couldn't see it out of sight and was not upset.

"Qingning wait for Grandmother to rest!" Mo Qingning stood up obediently, and supported the old lady who got up.

Different from being mean to Shen Qingyu's cold face, when she treated Mo Qingning, Old Lady Mo smiled kindly, patted Mo Qingning's hand, and then turned her eyes to Luo and ordered: "Luo Shi, you arrange a courtyard for her to live in. ”

After all, she is the daughter of Mofu, and if she is mistreated outside, it will not be good.

"Yes. Roche stood up and answered.

Glancing at the people in this room who had ghosts, Shen Qingyu only felt that the future would not be easy.

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