Zhou Mingshan smiled, "Auntie has won the award!"

I don't know if I think this niece is different from what I remember, Zhou Qing seems to have become interested in Zhou Mingshan, said a few words to Zhou Mingluo, and then turned his head and asked, "I rarely saw Sister Shan when I came back in the past, what kind of pastime does Sister Shan have on weekdays?"

Zhou Mingshan was stunned, indeed, when Zhou Qing came back in the past, she happened to be absent and went to Jia Xinyi many times.

"There's nothing else to do, just practice calligraphy, or do needlework. ”

Yang, who had been sitting on the sidelines listening to their jokes, suddenly said, "Sister Shan'er writes well, and she copied the scriptures we went to Jingfu Temple last time to worship them. ”

"Really, that's really good!" Zhou Qing looked very surprised, looked at Zhou Mingshan twice, and praised it very much.

"The eighth day of the Lunar New Year is the Buddha Bathing Festival, and I want to come to my grandmother and aunt to go to the Temple of Mercy and Grace to participate in the Buddhist meeting, Mingshan copied a few volumes of scriptures, which can be regarded as a little heart!" Zhou Mingshan said and asked Frangipani to bring things in.

Aunt Zhou Qing has no heirs, which is a big heart disease of her grandmother, since she has the opportunity to win over, of course she will not let it go, and she may not know when it will be a help in the future.

"That's good, Sister Shan has worked hard!" Zhou Qing was so happy that he let people take it.

"Hmph, sycophant!" suddenly came a soft muttering from the side.

"I'm sorry, what did you say, second sister, can you be louder, my sister didn't hear it!"

"You ......" Zhou Mingluo glared at Zhou Mingshan unwillingly, and didn't have the courage to repeat Fang Cai's words, "I didn't say anything!"

"Oh, Ming Shan still thinks that the second sister has any opinion on her sister!"

Zhou Mingshan lowered her head slightly, putting on a look of low eyebrows and sincere fear, as if she was very afraid of Zhou Mingshan.

From Zhou Mingluo's point of view, she could just see the corners of Zhou Mingshan's mouth high, she immediately realized that she had been deceived, her face was flushed, her eyes were almost spewing fire, and she stared at Zhou Mingshan, but she didn't know how to refute it for a while. In front of my aunt and grandmother, there are some things that I can't say nonsense.

"Sister Luo, what's wrong?" Zhou Qing accepted Zhou Mingshan's scriptures, and turned his head to see Zhou Mingluo's appearance a little strange.

Seeing that it has alarmed my aunt. Zhou Mingluo was unwilling, so he had to restrain himself, and said with a smile, "It's nothing, I'm joking with the fourth sister! We don't, we're embarrassed!"

Even though he has always been arrogant, Zhou Mingluo also knows why his aunt likes him, so he half-conceals and half-conceals the truth.

Zhou Qing stroked his palm and smiled, "Sure enough, Sister Luo is straightforward, what is this, Sister Shan is Sister Shan's heart, you also have your heart, my aunt doesn't lack anything, don't take it to heart!" After speaking, he turned his head to Yang Zhaohui and Zhou Mingke. "Sister Hui and Sister Ke are the same!"

Zhou Mingluo nodded.

I don't want to, Zhou Mingke, who has not been silent, suddenly said, "Although my aunt doesn't lack anything, our sisters also want to express their hearts, I heard my grandmother say that my aunt likes the plum forest in Jiayuan very much, Ke'er took advantage of the plum blossoms in full bloom last year to draw it, the pen skills are clumsy, and please don't dislike it!"

"Really, let's take a look!"

With Zhou Qing's approval, Zhou Mingke asked someone to pick up something.

Soon. The two girls came in with a silk three feet long and about two feet wide.

In the snowy sky there was a fiery red, and up close you could smell the fragrance of plum blossoms, and among them was a young woman wearing a large red gorilla felt cloak. Standing by the plum forest, he was pulling a plum branch and sniffing, a lock of hair on his sideburns fell, his expression was lazy and comfortable, and his whole body was full of comfort, it was Zhou Qing, the aunt of the Hou Mansion.

"Oops. This, is this me?" Zhou Qing saw the person on the scroll, his eyes immediately lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward to watch.

"Yes, it was made on the day my aunt returned home last year. ”

"It's beautiful!"

Yang asked Jin Lian to take the glasses and put them on, took a few closer looks, and a smile appeared on her face, "Sister Ke'er's painting is good!"

"Grandmother and aunt like it!"

"The third sister is really amazing!" Zhou Mingshan couldn't help but boast, although she had long known that Zhou Mingke was good at painting, but because she rarely saw her paint on weekdays, she didn't know that she already had such a level, and among the boudoir girls she knew, the third sister was already very good.

"That's it, at a glance, you can see that Sister Ke'er is attentive!" Yang Zhaohui also smiled and praised while watching.

This is the first time Yang Zhaohui has spoken.

Since Zhou Mingshan entered Chunhui Hall, her eyes have been on her most of the time.

After her mother almost had a miscarriage last time, Meng Yuechan quietly gave her the delicately made ruby gold step, and she began to be suspicious of Yang Zhaohui, but first, there was no other evidence, and second, she impulsively handed over the steplock to her father, and now she doesn't know where she went.

During this period of time, she has been tracking, but whether it is Hongyun or Duxiang The news they inquired about is useless, Yang Zhaohui couldn't be quieter, just like the general appearance in her impression in her previous life, either busy doing needlework or helping to take care of Brother Gu, the two of them almost can't even see each other except for asking An, which also makes her unable to have a bright seizure.

Zhou Mingshan followed the picture scroll in everyone's hearts, and looked at Yang Zhaohui with the corner of his eye.

Yang Zhaohui seems to be more silent now than she was a month ago.

In the end, he is young and the picture scroll has been recognized by everyone, Zhou Mingke is still proud, although he can't see anything on his face, but the joy in his eyes is real.

At this time, only Zhou Mingluo was unhappy, everyone had something to give, but she was the only one with empty hands. Although in the past, she would also send things to honor her aunt, but today is different, and she said something like that, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?

For a while, she was a little sneering, and she praised a few words casually and then said no more.

Maybe he wanted to take care of Zhou Mingluo's feelings, Zhou Qing looked at it for a while, thanked Zhou Mingke, and then ordered someone to put it away.

After saying a few more words, seeing that Yang seemed a little tired, the sisters got up and said goodbye.

Seeing that several people had withdrawn, Yang sighed softly and leaned on the big pillow behind him.

After a while, she suddenly spoke again, "Hui'er should go and rest too!"

Yang Zhaohui replied in a low voice and slowly went out.

"Mother, ...... you are" The expression on Zhou Qing's face was embarrassed and ashamed, "Isn't my daughter a good child now, besides, didn't people listen to you at that time?"

"Hmph, you're embarrassed to say, if you hadn't found out early, it's hard to say whether you could sit here or not!"

Yang sat up, and his face was a little gloomy, "How many times have I told you, you have left it all behind?"

Seeing that his mother was angry, Zhou Qing didn't dare to talk back, so he had to mumble, "How can you say it so strictly, and besides, isn't it all your guess at the beginning?"

"You also said that if something really happened, it would be too late to regret it!" (To be continued.) )