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An ordinary house in Jiangzhou City, the door of the house is open, and the stone elephants on both sides have red silk tied around their necks. A woman of about forty years of age stood anxiously in front of the door, occasionally stretching her neck to look at the intersection. Several maids and maids behind him also looked towards the intersection, and unlike the women, their eyes were full of curiosity.

"It's coming, it's coming." I don't know who shouted. The woman clasped her hands together, pursed her lips, her eyes were red, and tears were faintly glistening, and she looked nervously and expectantly at the oncoming group.

Xue Kui was wearing a dark gray round-necked robe, a hosta with his hair neatly coiled on the top of his head, his sideburns were a little white, and his face was also engraved with traces of time, but his two eyes were like torches, blazing. Sit on your horse and look around warily.

Xue Shan's horse is not far from Xue Kui, watching the six roads, listening to all directions, and always on guard. When he raised his eyes and saw the open door not far away and the woman who was looking at the door, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl. His lips moved slightly, and he silently shouted "Mother!" ”

From the entrance of the alley to the entrance of the house, it is obviously a very close road, but it feels very long to walk. Lan Xin followed the constantly shaking curtains, looked at the looming scenery outside, and held her hand under her sleeve tightly, no matter how bumpy the road in the future was, she would stick to it as if she were walking on the ground.

The carriage shook slightly, and Lan Xin's heart froze, knowing that this was the time. She took a deep breath, slowly but firmly put her hand on Dongxiu's hand, stepped on the stool steadily, and stepped off the carriage steadily. Lan Xin wore a sky blue makeup brocade gown, and a dark blue skirt was outlined with a few pale pink gardenias. The jet-black hair is tied in a hanging bun, and only two beaded hairpins are used to fix the hair, and a delicate pearl tassel is inserted. In every gesture, the tassel swayed gently, lining the whole person like a delicate lotus. Out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons. Slim and elegant, it is impossible to desecrate.

Yuliu looked at Lan Xin, who was standing in front of the carriage, and her eyes were in a trance. I remembered the scene when my wife was unmarried, when she met her for the first time. With a sallow face and a weak body, she followed her servants to the garden. There seemed to be a lot of flowers blooming in the garden, and she could smell the fragrance coming from her nose. There are also many "buzzing" sounds, which should be bees busy collecting honey. She didn't dare to look or listen much, but just lowered her head and looked at the stone slab on the ground and followed the person forward.

A girl dressed in red, like a fiery sun, sat on the swing, and let out bursts of happy laughter as the swing swung to a high place. The girl's gaze was as warm as her person, and she said crisply: "You can follow me in the future, you can make this your home." Because I found you under a willow tree, let me call you Jade Willow. "The lady at that time seems to be the same age as the girl, right?! And now・・・・・・

Yuliu stirred her hands tightly together, biting her lip hard to prevent herself from crying, but the tears were flowing more and more, and she couldn't tell for a moment whether she was the wife before she got married, or the little master now. Dressed in red and sky blue, the two figures staggered in front of her from time to time.

Lan Xin looked seriously at the person in front of him who was so excited that his eyes were teary-eyed. The upper body is a navy blue stand-up collar long-sleeved long shirt and the lower body is a dark green horse-faced skirt. There are two hostas pinned to the neatly combed and shiny hair, the sideburns are a little frosty, and the corners of the eyes have traces of time. The bean paste mole at the corner of the lip makes the whole person gentle and beautiful.

Lan Xin couldn't help but think of the one who seemed to be as cold as ice, but cared about her; is strict with her, but Aunt Yuzhi, who guards her day and night when she is sick. Her eyes were red, she pinched the handkerchief, gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for Yuliu, and called in a gentle and affectionate voice: "Mother Liu!" ”

Yuliu's body was shocked, and he looked at the smiling face in front of him, and then he came back to his senses, it turned out that Lan Xin had already come closer. Her tears were even more turbulent, she wiped them with a handkerchief, hurriedly bowed, and said in a panic: "The old slave has seen the girl, the old slave is rude, please forgive the girl!" "Maybe it's because of too many tears, and my voice is a little hoarse.

Lan Xin hugged her, smiled and said a little choked: "Mom doesn't need to be polite!" It was Lan Xin who should thank her mother and Uncle Kui for guarding the Yu family over the years, as well as enduring the separation of flesh and blood, sending Dongxiu and Xue Shan to Xuzhou and sending them to my side. ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, these are what old slaves should do. The old slave ・・・・・・" Yuliu's mother shook her head in a panic, incoherent, not knowing what to say.

"Mother, let's go into the house and talk about it." Receiving Lan Xin's eyes, Dongxiu smiled and persuaded.

Yuliu nodded again and again and said, "Yes, yes, the old slave is happy, happy, and confused." Girl, hurry up and get in the car, take the car ・・・・・・."

"It's the first time I've entered this house, so let's take a walk." Lan Xin said softly, politely rejecting Yuliu's words.

Everyone naturally had no objections, and followed Lan Xin towards the house.

Yuliu couldn't help but look at Lan Xin again, her eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Master Yu, and her nose and mouth inherited the advantages of Madame. The temperament of the whole body is different from that of the lady, and the girl's temperament is soft, like gurgling water, which flows quietly, but it is also unfazed, and there is a degree of advance and retreat. Yuliu's nose couldn't help but gush out of a sour feeling, if the lady was still there, how happy she would be to look at such an excellent girl! May the lord and lady bless the girl in the spirit of heaven and let her not go through the tribulations again.

Unlike Yuliu's warm and emotional gaze, the eyes of others were mostly full of curiosity and scrutiny. Lan Xin smiled at the corner of his mouth, letting Yuliu and everyone look at him. Looking at the girl with a smile on her face, her posture is straight, her steps are light, the whole person is dignified and elegant, and there is an inignorable and innate momentum in the softness, which is awe-inspiring. Gradually, there was more respect in those curious, scrutinizing eyes.

Lan Xin didn't know that in a short period of time, she had convinced so many people. When I walked through the door, I realized that this house was not as ordinary as it seemed from the outside.

The bluestone-paved road that can walk two carriages at the same time is swept clean, and there are marble railings on both sides of the road, and the railings are carved in Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum. On the periphery of the railing, there are two rows of verdant bamboo. The bamboo grows abundantly, and it is clear that someone has taken care of it.

Through the cracks in the bamboo forest, you can see a row of houses, although they are a little simple, but they are scattered and orderly, and there is no clutter at all. Yuliu said: "Those are the places where the people of the house live. ”

Qinghe and Ziyi glanced at each other in unison, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes. How many people must be in this mansion to open up a separate residence. And those houses are simpler, not simple.

After nearly two quarters of an hour of walking, rows of black-tiled roofs appeared in front of them, and the flying buildings were in the air. A few more steps further on, around the shadow wall, you can see a patchwork of corridors and houses that extend in all directions, dotted with trees and rockeries. When the spring flowers are blooming, the beautiful trees are verdant, the strange flowers are splendid, and it is a thriving scene.

Maybe it's the traction in the dark, looking at the vibrant scene, not only does it not feel strange, but there is an indescribable kindness. It's like she belonged here in the first place, but she only returned home after traveling for many years. There was an unknown emotion shouting in the blood, and there was an indescribable feeling of comfort all over the body.

Qinghe gently tugged at Dongxiu's sleeve and muttered in a low voice, "This, how big is this house?" ”

Dongxiu replied in a low voice: "I don't know how big it is, I only know that it is a house that is five feet deep in the north and facing south." ”

"Five, five? Is that big? Qinghe was speechless, but couldn't help but ask curiously, "Have you been to every place?" "Of course not." Dongxiu shook her head and replied, "My father and my mother are strict, and they don't allow us to run around the house at all." In addition to cleaning and regular maintenance, the courtyard gate is usually locked. ”

"Oh, I don't know if I'll get lost in such a big house." Qinghe looked at the big mansion in front of him, and suddenly felt a little worried, "If you get lost in your own house, you will definitely be laughed to death if it spreads." Dongxiu and Ziyi rolled their eyes in unison, turned their heads tacitly, and were speechless for a while.

Just as the two of them were muttering quietly, Yuliu pointed to several courtyards in the west and introduced them to Lan Xin one by one, which is the carriage room, which is the sewing room, and which is the warehouse・・・・・・

Walk down the cloister and walk down a cobblestone path for dozens of steps. A courtyard with white walls and green tiles, Danying carved trees, and three big characters of "Moyun Hall" are written above the courtyard gate. Although it was the first time she saw it, Lan Xin still recognized at a glance that those three words and the words on her purse were from the same person.

"These three words were written by the master himself, and he ordered the craftsman to frame them." Yuliu saw Lan Xin in a daze at the three words, and explained.

"Well, I thought of it too." Lan Xin nodded and said. Walking in with his feet raised, there were portraits of Lord Yu and Mrs. Yu hanging on the wall facing the door of the main hall. The strange thing is that it is the couple that Lan Xin saw in his dream. The two of them smiled at the corners of their mouths, their eyes were soft, and they looked at her lovingly. Lan Xin's eyes moistened, and a nameless emotion welled up in his heart, muttering to the portrait: "Father, mother, my daughter is back・・・・・・"

Lan Xin took out a stick of incense, lit it, bowed three times to the portrait, and inserted the incense into the incense burner with both hands. Wipe away the tears from the corners of your eyes with a handkerchief, and after collecting your emotions, you turned around. Qinghe and the others also secretly wiped the corners of their eyes, lowered their heads with red eyes, and stood respectfully at the foot of the steps.

Lan Xin stepped out of the threshold, stood on the steps and looked at everyone, and said in a loud voice: "Over the years, you have been guarding the Yu family, and I have thanked everyone here. After saying that, she made a deep blessing, and everyone hurriedly avoided it, and shouted "Don't dare!" ”

After getting up, Lan Xin continued: "As a member of the Yu family, I have the blood of the Yu family in my body, and the prosperity of the Yu family is my unshirkable responsibility. Today, now that I'm back, I'm going to take that responsibility on my shoulders. The door of the house will not be empty, and the word 'jade house' will be hung up on a certain day. The household registration in the yamen must also be supplemented, and all the personal deeds in the house, whether they are dead or alive, must be registered and registered in the yamen by the way. These are troublesome Uncle Kui. ”

"Don't worry, girl, the old slave will definitely handle it properly." Xue Kui bowed and promised.

"The other thing, and the most important thing, is to build a funeral shed, and I want to pay tribute to my father's soul. And keep filial piety, copy scriptures and pray for blessings. As soon as Lan Xin's words fell, everyone was shocked, looked at her with complicated eyes, and finally retreated quietly.

The two words "Jade House" are prominently hung on the lintel, and the two simple and atmospheric words add a breath of vitality to the whole house, revealing majesty in simplicity.

The house is plain white, and there is a spiritual shed in the Moyun Hall. Lan Xin got rid of the hairpin ring, dressed in sackcloth, and walked slowly to the main hall. Mother Liu was also dressed in white and followed beside her, with Qinghe and Ziyi following behind.

"Kneel!" With a song of harmony and singing. Lan Xin knelt on the mat, her body straight and solemn.

"Bye"

Push your hands forward and upward, your arms straight, and bow deeply at your waist.

"Up!" ・・・・・・ as the master of ceremonies sang and harmonized, Lan Xin performed three bows and nine bows, with a standard and pious posture, without any perfunctory meaning. The crowd was moved, and they prostrated themselves more reverently.

Every time he bowed, Lan Xin felt that the burden on his shoulders was heavier, and his heart was more determined. No matter what, she has to carry the Yu family up. Even if it can't be as prosperous as when his father was alive, it will never let the Yu family decline.

At the end of the ceremony, Lan Xin can be regarded as recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors. Mother Liu solemnly hung the black sign enshrined in front of the spiritual seat, representing Lan Xin's identity and status, on Lan Xin's waist. For a while, I had mixed feelings and couldn't help crying again. It was Dongxiu who worked together to persuade her to leave.

Lan Xin cleans his hands three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, and spends the rest of his time sitting in the spiritual shed copying Buddhist scriptures. Because he wants to keep filial piety, he can only drink porridge and sleep on the reed mat. Qinghe put the basin with clean water in front of the mourning shed, took the dishes and chopsticks, and looked back at the gauze tent hanging in front of the mourning shed.

"Qinghe, what are you looking at?" Dongxiu asked softly, and with her gaze, she saw Lan Xin's figure reflected in the candlelight.

"Alas, it's only been nine days, and the girl has lost a lot of weight." Qinghe looked at the slender figure and felt a little distressed.

"There's nothing we can do about it." Dong Xiu persuaded with red eyes, "Let's go, it's not allowed to stay around the spirit shed." ”

Lan Xin neatly copied a Buddhist scripture and put it aside to dry, and burned it together after cleaning his hands. After cleaning his hands at the basin, he picked up the handkerchief next to him and wiped his hands, and accidentally dropped the purse he was wearing into the water. Lan Xin quickly fished it out, and it was the one with a pile of black dirty cloth in the Qingfeng Tunnel.

Lan Xin put the "Jieying Cup" on the low table next to him, and casually dried the pile to the ground. Suddenly, something caught her eye.