"Mrs. Lin came just in time, and we have just arrived. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 After the juniors greeted the ceremony, Zhong said to Lin in a harmonious voice, brushing his hair and sideburns with a kind smile on his face.

Lin's eyes turned to Cai's body, and he also smiled: "Not really." It's a pity that Aunt Jun is sick and can't come here to meet her relatives, so she didn't see a lively scene. ”

This sentence is almost extremely explicit, but the Zhong family is still calm and light-hearted, and said indifferently: "The next day, the eldest brother will go to ask the aunt of the East Courtyard to say goodbye, there will always be a time to get together." Yu Ba bent his gaze to the side, then bent over Cai's body, and said softly: "You too, why haven't you seen Mrs. Lin until now?" Do you need to be reminded that you can't? ”

Her voice was gentle and gentle, and she covered her lips with her sleeves, with a slight smile in her eyes, and she looked very good with Cai's.

Cai's already pale complexion became even paler at this moment, and even his lips were bloodless. She lowered her head and came up to salute the Lin family, and said in a loud voice: "The concubine has seen the lady of the East Courtyard. ”

"Please get up, please get up, don't be polite." Lin smiled politely, but without saying more, he turned around and stepped into the door.

On the issue of treating concubines, she and Zhong's attitudes are actually the same, so she only said that sentence, and then let it go gently.

Everyone in the two courtyards entered the main room, and after saluting Mrs. Tai, after sitting down, Qin Su had time to look at Zhong Jingren.

Counting up, the last time she saw this Uncle Zhong was thirteen years ago in her previous life.

After too much time, her memory of Zhong Jingren was extremely weak, and when she saw him today, she looked at him carefully from head to toe.

Zhong Jingren is about thirty-six or seven years old, with a wide forehead and high nose, thick eyebrows and square jaw, and a pair of flat and stable elephant eyes. If it weren't for his calm behavior and decent clothing, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a Shu clan.

Qin Su looked at him without a trace, paying special attention to his eyes.

The method of physiognomy is also one of the subjects taught in the hidden hall, although it is taught very superficially, but it is still enough to observe the face and color.

After secretly observing for a while, Qin Su felt that Zhong Jingren's eyes were peaceful, no matter whether he was speaking or quiet, his eyes were always calm and calm.

It is the eyes that only people who have gone through vicissitudes and years of tempering will have, and all emotions are restrained and not exposed, which makes people a little unpredictable.

Qin Su frowned and pondered, and suddenly felt a gaze cast over, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

Her heart was slightly cold, and she pretended to turn her head to look at the bamboo screen on the side, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse that Zhong Jingren was looking in her direction.

She couldn't help but be speechless.

Really sharp eyes. She never expected that her uncle still had such a keen sense, and she had already observed it covertly enough, but she still hadn't been able to hide it from him.

While thinking about it, she simply turned her gaze and met Zhong Jingren's gaze.

The eyes of the two touched in mid-air, Qin Su made a slightly stunned look, and smiled at him again.

Zhong Jingren also smiled at her, that smile can almost be described as gentle, and people can't imagine that the cold gaze like an arrow just now came from him.

At this time, Mrs. Tai was talking to the Zhong family, but she talked about the Qin family's porcelain kiln: "...... Although the cork is hilly, it is rare to have a few gentle mountains, and there is good clay nearby, which is the upper place for firing celadons, and it will be possible to open a porcelain kiln there in the spring of next year......"

Huang Baipi.

After a lifetime, I finally heard the name again.

Qin Su raised his head slightly, and his trance-like gaze fell on the bamboo screen opposite, and penetrated again.

The house in front of her disappeared, little by little, and little by little, the rain grew heavier, the sound of rain was dense, and she was faced with thousands of misty rain lines, and her cheeks were full of wetness.

In front of her eyes, stood the dilapidated door of the Qin Mansion, the paint peeling like the spots left by the sunlight filtering through the leaves, the plaque on the door was half hanging and half hanging, and the word "Qin Mansion" on the top had been eroded. She wore a gorgeous palace makeup, held a green cloth umbrella, and stood alone in front of the door of the ruined Qin family's old mansion, her red skirt soaked in the drizzle......

Qin Su was in a trance, and the desolation in his heart was like water.

“…… The eldest brother said that he would build a few step kilns, and the clay was just right......"

Whispers gradually sounded in his ears, but it was Zhong who was talking. The gentle voice seemed to be far away, and the words came from afar, slowly, pulling Qin Su's mind back to this moment.

She exhaled silently.

Yes, it is just right for Huang Baipi to fire celadon, otherwise, it will not be able to burn such a world-famous Tibetan dragon plate.

The desolation ripples like water in the bottom of my heart, and when I shake it, it is full of desolation.

Qin Su looked at the plum shadow orchid leaves embroidered on the bamboo screen in front of him in a daze, as if they were here, and if they were there, they were real and illusory, so that people couldn't distinguish them. The fine coolness fell on the cheeks, and the tiled eaves that had been missed in the old days overlapped with the clean house in front of them, like a fog, like a dream bubble, and it dissipated in a moment.

She looked at this illusory scene in a trance, as if standing in the cold smoke of the withered grass, watching the drizzle stretching into a line under the broken wall and the broken tiles, the thin spider silk hanging from the eaves, and her dress was stained with a thin layer of ash.

However, in another trance, in front of her was already a bamboo screen elegant, agarwood-sheared, and gentle little mustache standing on both sides, full of familiar relatives.

"Hum-", with a long clear sound, Qin Su's heart suddenly cooled.

She followed the sound and saw no old ruined house in front of her, only the straight beams and pillars under the high roof, and the window paper reflected a trace of Fengduo's afterimage, and the clear sound was that it was blown up by the wind under the eaves.

Qin Su suddenly came back to his senses, sat up straight, and turned his head to look at the upper seat.

Zhong was still explaining the situation of Huang Baipi in detail, and no one noticed Qin Su's strange appearance for a moment.

Qin Su restrained his emotions and listened intently to Zhong's words.

It seems that over the years, Zhong is also quite knowledgeable about the kiln, and at this moment he is carefully introducing the differences of various porcelain kilns to Mrs. Tai, Zhong Jingren on the side has a short hair, listens with a smile, and does not interject, his demeanor is still calm and calm, and the rest of the people in the audience are also listening quietly, all with a focused face.

As today is not the morning, but a meeting with relatives, the atmosphere of the main room of Dehui Hall is much more relaxed than in the past. Qin Yanzhao listened to Zhong's words for a while, and finally couldn't help his youthful temperament, and said: "But I don't know what kind of good porcelain Huang Baipi can burn?" This time, the white porcelain cup brought by my uncle was extremely exquisite, and the five-petal plum color of the heart was moist and full of energy, which was even better than last year's lotus petal double carp. (To be continued.) )