The good date of the two old mansions is set for March 13, and now the two mansions are in full swing, each preparing for the marriage of their children.

On the first day of March, it was still drizzling outside the window, Chen Zhihua sent Qiaozhen to fetch the comb grate made from the silver building, and finished embroidering the last vermilion peony on the wedding dress of the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang, and gently bit off the thread.

Seeing that there was no one in the room, she couldn't help but quietly compare the wedding dress on her body, and looked shyly at the delicate woman inside from the rhombic mirror, showing a shy and longing smile.

On the path paved with dark ice cracked stone bricks, Chen Xinhua held an oil-paper umbrella painted with a pattern of flowers blooming and wealth in one hand, and a small wooden box with a rosewood wax and plum pattern on the other hand, approaching from the outside.

Through the half-rolled bamboo curtain, Chen Xin will look at her sister in a wedding dress and look at herself in the mirror, and her delicate expression is as bright as a begonia flower stained by rain.

Afraid that her sister would be shy, Chen Xinhua slowed down. She stopped the little girl's passage with her eyes, quietly turned back, and did not knock on her door.

Tonight and night, you have to meet a lover. My sister has a lifelong support, and she is only very happy to be a sister.

I also came over at that age, and I also had the ignorant thoughts and expectations of a girl, so I let my sister immerse myself in my own joy and quietly enjoy the happiness of that moment.

Chen Xinhua ordered the girl to return the wooden box in her hand first, and walked to the water pavilion alone with an umbrella.

The outer study prepared by my father for my husband is not far from the water pavilion, on the side of the bamboo forest with phoenix tails, and it is the most quiet and quiet hugging houses.

The scenery in the rain is as smooth as a crisp, and the grass in front of the hugging building is like a thick carpet, silent and quiet. The sound of reading from the half-open window did not destroy the tranquility of this side, but made it even more scene-blended.

Chen Xinhua took the oil-paper umbrella and quietly stood in a small wooden pavilion, listening to her husband's voice, sometimes low, sometimes high-pitched, and her mood also fluctuated with that article.

Being close to her husband, she is quiet and willing to see each other every day, and she can't bear to interrupt her husband's hard reading.

Seeing that the spring is coming, Cui Zhen works harder and harder every day. When Chen Huanshan's brother was at home, he often went to ask for advice, but now he is hanging over the beam and thorn at night, and he has not left the door of the study for several days.

Chen Xinhua stood in the rain for a while, and finally couldn't rest assured, she turned back to the room and boiled a bowl of lotus seed soup with her own hands, put it in the tray and served it, and knocked on the closed door of Cui Zhen's study.

Looking at the blue and black stubble on Cui Yuan's chin, Chen Xinhua restrained his distressed gaze, but didn't say anything, only smiled warmly and called out to his husband.

Cui Zhen looked up from a large pile of books, his cheeks were thin, but his spirit was very full.

He stood up, stretched his sedentary body, and busily took the tray from his wife's hand, and then pulled Chen Xinhua to sit on the only remaining hardwood Taishi chair in the study.

Cui Zhen drank the soft and sweet lotus seed soup, quietly listened to Chen Xinhua's instructions to take care of his body, nodded his head and agreed, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I know how to combine work and rest, and walk on the grass in front of this door every morning and evening to stretch my muscles and bones." ”

There were a few articles of Cui Zhen on the case, and he corrected them one by one, and rewrote them clearly, just waiting for Chen Rujun to finish his official business and come over to give him guidance.

Taking advantage of her husband's time drinking lotus seed soup, Chen Zhihua picked out one of them and sat under the window to read it carefully.

The husband's eight-strand essay is powerful, the pen is vigorous, and there is something to say. Chen Xinhua has 10,000 dots of ink in his chest, and his poetry and talent are first-class, so he naturally reads the taste.

Although he didn't dare to comment on himself and affect her husband's thinking, Chen Xinhua felt that he had more than one point of skill in making essays when he was still in Yangzhou with her husband a few months ago.

Looking at the praise in Chen Xinhua's eyes, Cui Zhen also knew that he had achieved something now. He said seriously: "We went to the capital very right. Thanks to the daily guidance of my father-in-law, as well as the advice of my two uncles, my husband feels that he has made great progress in this time. Now I know more and more that there are people outside of people and there are heavens outside of heaven. ”

In addition to studying hard behind closed doors, through Chen Rujun's connection, Cui Zhen would occasionally go to the Hanlin Academy to ask those scholars for teaching and listen to their opinions.

Seeing that her husband was in a peaceful state of mind, he had no anxiety and irritability when he was about to take the exam, he was not complacent now, nor was he arrogant, he obviously had to rank his position very positively, Chen Xinhua's eyes were full of praise.

For fear of disturbing her husband's study, Chen Xinhua only sat for a moment before getting up and going back to the room.

Cui Zhen called her name gently, and said affectionately: "These days, I have wronged you and Brother Duan'er, and when the spring is over, the three of us will go out for a walk." ”

Chen Xinhua agreed with a smile and quietly closed the door of the study for her husband.

In the past, the handkerchiefs had all the posts to meet, Chen Xinhua remembered that there were many things in the house now, and he was unwilling to agree, except for Kangping Houshizi's wife Hu Shi had a lunch, in fact, most of the time spent with his mother and son.

She returned to her courtyard and listened to the sound of her brother reading aloud in the middle of the room, and smiled knowingly.

Since Cui Zhen moved to the study, Chen Rujun personally enlightened Brother Duan. Duan Ge'er was literate, and he was particularly interested in the collection of books in the Chen family's study, and he carried a book to read aloud every day, and now the "Four Books" and "Five Classics" are all catchy.

Her husband studied hard in the cold window, and her son was so smart and studious, Chen Xinhua was also full of relief.

Thinking that the Niangniang temple fair was about to be held on March 3, Chen Xinhua asked her mother for permission to ask Hu Shitong to pray in the temple, and specially bowed a few times in front of the statue of Wenqu Xingjun, hoping that her husband would be inscribed on the gold list.

In the past, handkerchiefs were handed over, but now they are going to become in-laws, which is naturally more intimate. When Hu and Chen Xinhua talked about the auspicious period of March 13, they couldn't hold back the joy on their faces.

Seeing that Chen Zhihua's wedding date is imminent, Chen Xinhua has been busy helping her mother take care of her sister's dowry these days, and she also found time to teach her sister some ways of behaving in a big family.

Murong Ling looked at her sensible eldest daughter, and the guilt in her heart never let go. Seeing that Chen Zhihua's dowry was piled up in the East Cross Courtyard where she lived, and thinking about the simplicity of the house when her eldest daughter left the cabinet that day, she always felt that she could not have a bowl of water, and it became more and more difficult to sleep and eat.

Chen Xinhua didn't care about these at all, she was teaching a few little girls to tie a pair of small silver brooms to the cages that had been dotted a long time ago, and pointed to a pair of brooms tied with big red ribbons and said: "Even these are tied, if the silver nude is not enough, then hurry up to tie dozens of pairs, and it will be auspicious and festive." ”

Murong Ling stood at the door of the East Cross Courtyard, looked at Chen Xinhua, who was busy, and quietly wiped his eyes.