Qin Su glanced up from the corner of her eye, but saw Old Madam Wu sitting in the armchair on the left side, her round face was neither sad nor joyful, if it weren't for her pale complexion, just from her emotions, she couldn't see that someone in the Qin Mansion had died. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Old Madam Wu's indifference is not incomprehensible.

Except for a daughter Qin Shifang, she has no other heirs, Qin Shihong was not born to her, Qin Shizhang is even separated from her, she has no blood relatives in this family, and she was resurrected from that natural disaster back then, and it is just an ordinary thing to die from her.

Qin Su looked to the side again, but saw a middle-aged woman wearing a cooked linen dress sitting in the armchair on the right side of the big case. She looks older than the Lin family, and her appearance is two points similar to Mrs. Wu, she also has a round face and beautiful eyebrows, and the corners of her eyes are slightly raised. It's just that her complexion is not as good as that of Mrs. Wu, the corners of her mouth are drooping, and there is a green shadow hanging under her eyes, which is a bit old.

Qin Su lowered his eyebrows slightly, and there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

Qin Shifang really couldn't wait, in her previous and current lives, she appeared when Qin Su first met Old Madam Wu.

At this time, I saw that Old Madam Wu's eyes moved slightly, and she glanced at the person sitting down, her gaze stayed on Qin Su for a moment, and then she turned to the Lin family: "I heard that Liuniang is back." ”

The faint tone was as sad or joyless as her expression.

Lin lowered his softly lined neck and said respectfully, "Yes, I brought her to meet Aunt Jun." After a pause, he added, "I also need to meet my sister-in-law." ”

"If Liuniang is back, I haven't seen him for five or six years, and I miss it very much." Qin Shifang answered, with a heavy joy on his face.

Lin smiled and beckoned to Qin Su, and then turned his head and said, "Don't blame Aunt Jun and Sister-in-law, Ah Su has just come back from outside, I'm afraid that he will be a little recognized." ”

In front of Mrs. Wu, the Lin family is always very decent, and she can always play the image of a loving mother well.

Qin Su stood up and slowly walked to the front of the big case.

Everyone could see that she seemed to be a little unlucky, walking not only slowly, but also with a slight limp.

Qin Shifang looked at Lin quickly, pursed his lips, and didn't speak.

Qin Su took a while to walk to the front of the hall, bent his knees and prepared to kneel to greet his grandmother, but asked Old Madam Wu to stop.

"Don't kneel, just come forward." She said lightly.

Qin Su took two steps forward and stood still in front of her. Old Madam Wu took a closer look at her face.

The girl in front of her was thin and short, her face was dark and yellow, and her appearance was not even delicate, and the only thing that could be said to be an advantage was that her demeanor was still calm

Old Madam Wu's eyes showed a hint of obvious disappointment, and she turned to the Lin family and said, "I remember that the Zhao family was an extremely beautiful beauty back then, and Liu Niang was also born white when she was young, how did she become like this now?" ”

If someone else says this, I am afraid that there will be a sense of reproach. However, Old Madam Wu's tone was extremely indifferent, as if she was asking about the Lin family's weather today.

The smile on Lin's face remained unchanged at all, and he said softly: "I don't know, isn't it windy in the countryside?" ”

Qin Su almost lost his laughter.

The Lin family is also quick, but Qin Su's blackness has little to do with the wind.

For many days, she wiped her face with facial grease mixed with angelica powder every day, and basked in the sun every day, and her skin was naturally darker day by day.

This is still the secret recipe she got in the palace in her previous life, and it was originally used to rectify Hua Concubine, and the effect is extraordinary. What's even more interesting is that as long as you stop using this angelica powder cream, after a while, your skin will return to its previous whiteness.

At this time, fair-skinned beauty is useless to Qin Su, and even harmful, so she can only give it up first.

She still remembered that in her previous life, just because of her beauty, Old Madam Wu and Qin Shifang had beaten her up more than once.

In the Qin family, the only value of a concubine is to exchange it for benefits. Qin Su has thought about this truth for two lifetimes, and he has already figured it out. In this life, she really didn't want to spend her time dealing with these things, so she came to the bottom of the kettle.

Such an ugly, dark and thin concubine, but with the most upright and quiet demeanor, when Mrs. Wu and Qin Shifang saw it, they must have only sighed.

At this moment, Qin Shifang was indeed a little disappointed, and this disappointment was even far greater than that of Old Madam Wu.

Even she was jealous of Zhao's beauty back then, and Qin Shifang had already had a plan for the daughter of the Zhao family. However, Qin Liuniang in front of her really couldn't match her beauty, which made Qin Shifang a little disheartened.

Maybe in a few years, Liuniang will become more beautiful. Qin Shifang comforted himself like this. After all, Qin Su is still young, and he has three years of filial piety to keep, so he can't be in a hurry.

Her mind spun around a few times, and soon moved on to something else.

In comparison, that is the real priority.

Thinking like this, she coughed lightly, picked up the teapot, and refilled some tea into Old Madam Wu's teacup.

Old Madam Wu understood, raised her hand to dust off the non-existent dust on her sleeve, turned her eyes to Qin Su, and said lightly: "Sixth Niang, grandmother asked you, can you bring back the three rare books left by your father when you go back to the house this time?" ”

came, sure enough, it was for a rare book, exactly the same as in the previous life.

Qin Su didn't look at Qin Shifang's eager face, but tilted his head suspiciously: "Rare book? She muttered, as if she didn't understand what Mrs. Wu was talking about, and suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out that grandmother is talking about books......" She dragged out her voice, and her brows were twisted into pimples under her thick bangs, as if she was trying to recall something.

Qin Shifang leaned forward and stared at Qin Su nervously.

Qin Su deliberately extended the time of his memories for a while, and Fang opened his eyes again in confusion, looked at Old Madam Wu, and asked a question that had been in his heart for a long time: "Grandmother, shouldn't all rare books be stored in my father's study?" Why did you stay with me? ”

Her voice fell, Old Madam Wu's expression froze, and Qin Shifang's face was also stiff.

Qin Su looked at it coldly, and inexplicably felt a little happy.

She had long felt strange, since the three rare volumes were so precious, why didn't Qin Shizhang keep them himself, but gave them to Qin Su, who was only seven years old at the time? Why?

At this moment, looking at the reactions of Old Madam Wu and Qin Shifang, she felt that the answer should be not far away, or rather, their expressions confirmed the answer in her heart.

Those three books belonged to her.

This is actually not surprising.

In this troubled world, there are not a few women from the scholar clan who were once famous for a while, and there are not a few who end up in the dust, at least Qin Su has seen a lot of them in his previous life. Before the Zhao clan became an outer room, it may have come out of a scholar clan.

The room was quiet for a while, and then Old Madam Wu slowly spoke: "That's ...... Your father left thee, and he took pity on thee...... I am lonely outside, so I gave you these books, and I have the right to make ...... Thoughts. She spoke very slowly, very carefully.

"Do you want to keep a book for thought?" Qin Su's eyes widened, tilted her head, and her face was full of puzzlement: "However, I was only seven years old when I left the house, and I didn't know all the words, why did my father ......" The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became, and finally she couldn't make a sound.

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