One/Night hangover, Zheng Shi Niang only felt dizzy.

Sitting up from the bed, stretched out his hand and pressed his head, he felt a little thirsty, and was about to call the maidservant, when he looked up, he saw Mrs. Zheng sitting on the couch not far away, and hurriedly called her aunt.

"Ah Yan, you're awake. Mrs. Zheng took her eyes off the Liubo chessboard on the desk and looked at Zheng Twelve Niang, "I boiled some glutinous millet porridge in the morning, you fill your stomach, and listen to your nurse, you didn't eat much at noon yesterday." As he spoke, he called the maidservant to come in and serve Zheng Twelve Niang to freshen up.

The maidservant fish rushed in.

"What time is it?"

"At the beginning of the day. ”

Zheng Twelve Niang was a little surprised, she didn't expect to sleep so deeply, and she didn't seem to remember how she came back last night, and she didn't even remember how much wine she drank, "...... last night"

After just saying two words, Mrs. Zheng interrupted and reprimanded: "You said, you are almost forty years old, why are you still so willful, no sense of proportion, how many years have you been, and you are still so confused with Ruan Siniang." ”

"Auntie, I didn't ......" It's just that when these words came out, Zheng Twelve Niang was obviously a little weak, and she didn't know how she could drink one cup after another in the end, and she clearly told herself that she drank the last cup, but every time she added another cup, she could only guarantee that when she was sober, she definitely didn't say any nonsense.

She hadn't been drunk in years.

Zheng Twelve Niang's heart was depressed, so she didn't say anything more to justify, and felt that her head hurt uncomfortably, so she simply asked the servant woman to put a crypt behind her, lean on the crypt, close her eyes, and drape her black hair on her shoulders, and let the servant woman massage her head.

When Aunt Zheng saw her like this, her face turned pale, and she remembered that after she came back last night and vomited, she cried a lot, chattering and talking about a lot of old things, for a while, she didn't feel soft-hearted, put down the chess pieces in her hand, got up and walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, "At the banquet yesterday, nothing happened, Eighteen Niang and Nineteen Niang, it was your sister-in-law who saw that you drank a lot of wine, so she left the two of them in Wanglang Huayuan, fortunately, although you are drunk, you have always insisted on going back to me, or you have to make a fool of yourself in front of the juniors." ”

"Auntie. Zheng Twelve Niang was ashamed.

"By the way, who invited Ruan Siniang?"

"I didn't ask for it. Zheng Shiniang hurriedly cleared up, "Aunt should know that the relationship between Brother and Feng Shiyi Lang is that since it is Shi Niang's birthday banquet, Feng Shiyi Lang will definitely come." ”

Aunt Zheng snorted lightly, "You haven't been back to Xingyang for a long time, at yesterday's banquet, so many female dependents, even if they reminisced, it was not just Ruan Siniang, what did you want her to do, if you can't let it go, you can avoid it." ”

"I didn't let go. I only heard Zheng Twelve Niang say sullenly.

Aunt Zheng didn't believe it.

I heard Zheng Shi Niang add, "Not to mention the former Shilang, it is the current Thirteen Lang, they are all very good, I was with Ruan Siniang yesterday, not for Feng Shiyilang, just to inquire about the fifth lady in their Feng family." ”

Hearing this, Aunt Zheng was stunned.

Shiro is Zheng Shiniang's first husband, Cui Shilang of the Qinghe Cui clan, Thirteen Lang, is her current husband Li She, ranked thirteenth in the clan.

"Five ladies?" Aunt Zheng looked at Zheng Twelve Niang with puzzled eyes, since the death of her eldest brother Zheng Chang, her nephew Zheng Yuan was in charge of the family, she no longer cared about the affairs of the family, let alone a little lady from other families.

"Auntie, Erlang is seventeen years old. ”

Mrs. Zheng understood, she heard her nephew Zheng Han mention this matter, and he wanted Erlang to marry Xixi, so she couldn't help asking, "Ah Ling didn't tell you what he thought?"

"Does my aunt think it's possible?" Zheng Twelve Niang shook her head and stretched out her hand to wave the servant woman away, "Don't talk about the Cui family in Pingcheng, even Da Lang will not agree, I don't want Brother Ah and Da Lang father and son to have a gap because of this anymore, I just want Erlang to live a safe life, and I don't care about the rest." ”

Because of the bond between Zheng Shiniang and Feng Shiyi Lang when they were young, Aunt Zheng still didn't believe it, "It doesn't have to be the Feng family." ”

Who knew that Zheng Shi Niang suddenly laughed, but there was a bit of bitterness in this smile, "This may be fate, to put it mildly, it is because of Da Lang in this matter, and Da Lang fell in love with Feng Wu Niangzi, and it is difficult for him to find such a person, no father, no mother, no brothers and sisters, not even a foreign family, and he is really a good match for Erlang." ”

"Ah Yan. Aunt Zheng's heart suddenly became heavy, and she called out, but she didn't know what to say.

"Auntie, you said that Zu Weng and Aya were in the past, why did they break up with the Cui family, why did they take me back, our family was reunited on the ground, there was a companion on Huangquan Road, it was better than being alone now, and it didn't have to involve innocent people, and people remembered it. As he spoke, tears came out, and he fell into Aunt Zheng's arms.

"What nonsense, to be alive, is more important than anything else. Aunt Zheng stretched out her hand and patted Zheng Twelve Niang's back, and was busy comforting.

Men love their stepwives, and women value their ex-husbands.

Zheng Shi Niang and Cui Shilang are married couples, and Mrs. Zheng can understand.

It's just that the righteousness back then was also a helpless move.

Once married, they are looking forward to the young husband and wife to be with each other, who is willing, the husband and wife are separated from each other, and after her husband dies, she would rather live in the Zheng family for a long time than remarry.

Aunt Zheng sighed heavily, half for Twelve Niang, and half for herself.

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"Eighteen mothers, nineteen mothers, can't go up. ”

"Why?" Nineteen Niang stood on the side of the stairs, looking at Wuyi with big watery eyes.

"Shi Niang is practicing calligraphy, you can't disturb at this time, or the two little ladies will go to the main room to sit and wait for a while. ”

"Ago, my uncle also praised Sister A's handwriting well, and I happened to go to see Sister A's handwriting. Nineteen Niang blinked, turned around and went down the steps to the east building, and Eighteen Niang was also busy following.

Wuyi wanted to stop him, but he let Chenfeng pull him, "The two sisters Caifu and Xin Yi are on it, what are you doing so actively." ”

"Just you urge narrowness, be careful of being scolded. ”

Chenfeng smiled, "What else should I do, is it possible that you really want to stop it, don't forget, since these two little ladies came, in front of Erlangjun, even Shi Niang has been behind." ”

"They're guests. Wuyi glared at Chenfeng and hurriedly followed.

When they got upstairs, sure enough, the two little ladies asked Cai Fu to stop them, did not let them enter the study, and led the two little ladies to the tea room next to them, "There are still two quarters of an hour, the little ladies will be out of class, and the two little ladies will sit down and eat some refreshments first." ”

"I don't eat it. Eighteen Niang smiled and said: "My sister and I came from my uncle, and we got my uncle's order to invite my sister to go to my uncle's garden for lunch." ”

It's just that Eighteen Niang can still sit down, but Nineteen Niang can't sit down for a moment.

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