Jiang Yingru stood up and said, "Big brother is early today." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" smiled lightly and sat down.

Fu Qinglin stood up very courteously and saluted: "Big brother, sister-in-law." ”

Fu Yanxi saw Fu Qinglin for the first time since she was reborn. She secretly looked at Fu Qinglin's polite appearance, but she really responded to the well-dressed beast.

Suddenly, she found that Fu Qinglin's gaze always fell on her mother Mo Lingyun, intentionally or unintentionally, but it quickly swept away. There was a faint flicker of unwillingness and greed in his eyes.

Fu Yanxi was shocked. That kind of gaze, I had seen it more than once in the eyes of the second young master of the Wu family in my previous life, and the meaning of it was self-evident.

Could it be that this second uncle actually thinks differently about his sister-in-law and his mother?

didn't have time to think about it, the third master and the third lady also stood up to salute, and the two of them were even more polite not like people living under the same roof: "I've seen the Hou Ye, Mrs., the prince, and the eldest lady." ”

The people around him have long been surprised. In this Hou Mansion, the identity of the third room is not necessarily much higher than that of a family slave.

The old lady slowly put down the teacup in her hand at this time, and said affectionately: "Qingyan is here, sit down." ”

Fu Qingyan took a few steps forward, leaned over and bowed, "Qingyan wishes my mother a long life and good health." Mo Lingyun, Fu Zichen, and Fu Yanxi also bowed down.

"Get up and sit." The old lady smiled and gestured.

At this time, Chen's mother and several mothers-in-law entered the house one after another, and several of them were holding trays in their hands, and the plate was a longevity wine.

The old lady took the small cup handed by Chen's mother, and the expression on her face immediately became solemn. She stood up, raised the cup above her forehead, and said, "This cup, respect the ancestors." ”

Fu Yanxi clearly remembers that every year on the old lady's birthday, there is such a link to toast to the ancestors. In her previous life, she was curious more than once about who the so-called ancestor was, and after no one solved her puzzles, she guessed that it should be the old marquis who died on the battlefield, that is, her grandfather, Fu Zhengnan.

Today, however, she doesn't think so at all.

Fu Yanxi carefully observed the old lady's every expression, and unexpectedly found the reluctance in her eyes, and secretly aimed at Fu Qingyan.

If it was for her grandfather, the old lady would never be like this, then, Fu Yanxi secretly worried in her heart, she was afraid that it was related to her mysterious grandmother. And looking at her inquiring eyes at Fu Qingyan, her father probably knows the truth.

Who is your real grandmother? Why did the old lady still show such nostalgia in front of her father even though she was unwilling? Even her own son never mentioned her, and her own granddaughter didn't know until she was dying? Fu Yanxi made up her mind to investigate to the end and find out the reason for this!

Fu Qingyan stood up and toasted after the old lady, his face was not shocked, and the old lady tried her best to look at it, but she couldn't see the clue.

The first glass of wine was sprinkled on the floor tiles in the hall, and it was wet. All the people bowed their heads and were silent.

The old lady looked at the confusion flashing in the eyes of several juniors with satisfaction. Replacing that person and letting her be forgotten forever is the proudest thing in her life. What about the man who was of noble birth? What about the elegance of the peerless generation? can't get love, can't get power, and even have no life, how can she compare to her!

Chen's mother and a few maids presented wine glasses to everyone one after another. This is the old lady's birthday wine. Miss Gongzi of the Hou Mansion can also make an exception for a drink.

Fu Yanxi looked at her father and mother coldly, and her uncle and aunt greeted the old lady one by one, the cold ice in her eyes became thicker and thicker, and her eyes towards the old lady became more and more fierce.

The old lady with a decent smile in front of her and the old lady who was ashamed to betray herself gradually became one, if it weren't for Fu Zichen's call, she was afraid that she would pounce on her hypocritical mask.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law" Fu Zichen, who was standing beside her, noticed her sister's abnormality and called in a low voice.

"Huh? Brother? Fu Yanxi came back to her senses suddenly.

"It's almost us." Fu Zichen reminded.

Fu Yanxi found that the third uncle and the third aunt had already knelt in front of the old lady, and Mother Chen was receiving the birthday gift from the third uncle. It is a white jade Guanyin and a Buddhist scripture.

The second aunt Jiang Yingru chuckled lightly and said, "Ouch, I said third brother, third brother and sister, every year your birthday gift is white jade Guanyin and Buddhist scriptures, there is really nothing new at all." The old lady's Buddhist hall can't hold so many Guanyin. ”

The third uncle, Fu Qingshi, was suddenly a little nervous, and the third aunt An Xin explained softly: "The Jade Guanyin and the Buddhist scriptures were personally invited by the third master to open the light of the senior monks of Yuanjue Temple, praying that the old lady would be rich and healthy, and the blessings would last." The voice was as timid as ever.

Jiang Yingru couldn't see An Xin's childish spirit who had never seen the world, and she didn't bother to say more to her, so she didn't pay attention to it.

The old lady didn't raise her eyelids, and let out a noncommittal "um".

Fu Qingshi and An Xin immediately retreated. The faces of both of them were very ordinary, without the slightest embarrassment of being left out, and they seemed to be comfortable with everything.

can endure what others can't endure, and endure it for so many years, these two people must not be idle. Fu Yanxi thought so.

Fu Zichen, as the eldest grandson, was the first junior in the Hou Mansion to come forward to celebrate his birthday. He knelt down in his robe, toasted a glass of birthday wine, and then handed the birthday gift to Chen's mother.

The old lady glanced at the delicate gift box, and did not open it immediately, but said with a smile: "Chen'er has a heart." ”

When Fu Zichen heard the words and said a few words of congratulations, he got up and retreated.

Next is Fu Yanxi. She remembered this time in her previous life, because it was not a whole life, the birthday gift was relatively ordinary, and what she gave was a hand-embroidered "seven-step lotus" futon, hoping to win the love of the old lady. The old lady did express her satisfaction and appreciation for her filial piety, but she had never seen her in the old lady's Buddhist hall. Come to think of it, I don't know where I was thrown to.

Ruthless and unrighteous cruel people, even if they worship the Buddha every day and recite scriptures, how can they wash away the blood and dirt in their hearts.

After returning from rebirth, the futon of "Seven Steps of Lotus" had already been embroidered, and it was held in Ziqin's hand at the moment. Fu Yanxi walked to the main seat step by step, and her clothes did not move at all, which was the demeanor of a noble lady.

Jiang Yingru and Fu Wanrong's knife-like eyes fell on her, but Fu Yanxi didn't realize it, and all the scenes flashed in her mind were the scenes of the birthday banquet in her previous life.

The red satin, the staggered crowd, the high-spirited old lady and the people in the second room, the sad self, and finally, the dazzling blood......

"I wish my grandmother a long life and a long life than Nanshan." Fu Yanxi knelt down to toast, with a trembling of forbearance and grief in her tone.