Jiang Lingyi stood in the courtyard, rubbing the corners of her clothes with her two hands, hunching her body, and she didn't dare to look at Cheng Jin'er. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since entering the Xu Mansion, the Jiang family has been infected with the plague, and all aspects are not well taken care of, Jiang Lingyi is in rags, so she borrowed a few clothes from the little girl and put them on. Xu Boqing went to visit, but carefully instructed her subordinates to prepare suitable clothes for her, she was used to wearing coarse clothes and coarse cloth, and those brocade clothes were worn on her body as if they had a thorn, and she was uncomfortable. And because he had to take care of Jiang's, he couldn't do anything with his long skirt mopping the floor, so he was still just wearing the clothes he borrowed from the little girl.

Xufu's subordinate clothes are also of medium material, and the style looks many times better than when she wore it in Qingshan Village before. Although the girls stepped on the high and low, they gave her new clothes that they had not worn. She already felt extra satisfied in those clothes.

has been treated as a girl in the house along the way, and she just thinks it doesn't matter.

Standing in front of Cheng Jin'er at this moment, a sense of inferiority complex for no reason grew in her heart, spread rapidly, and instantly crushed her, she never knew that a woman could be so beautiful and moving, and her demeanor was endless. Such a lot of knowledge.

The clothes were crumpled by her, Xu Boqing hadn't come out yet, she was getting more and more uncomfortable, in fact, Xu Boqing hadn't been in for a long time, but she was like a man, and the time felt extremely long for her.

Cheng Jin'er was extremely well-cultivated, neither ridiculed nor impatient, just stood there, quietly waiting for Xu Boqing.

Xiaolan is Cheng Jin'er's personal girl, and she thinks she is well-informed, so she looks down on Jiang Lingyi, and she can't help laughing when she sees Jiang Lingyi's clothes being crumpled.

Cheng Jin'er stopped Xiaolan with her eyes, and saw that Jiang Lingyi was very uncomfortable, so she found the topic and asked, "What are the two words of Sister Jiang's maiden name." ”

Everyone in the family calls Jiang Lingyi girl, and she would never dare to say such two words in front of Cheng Jin'er to be embarrassed. She remembered the name her grandfather had given her, so she replied in a low voice, "Jiang Lingyi." When she spoke, her voice trembled involuntarily, and she regretted it after speaking, she was afraid that Cheng Jin'er would ask, "Which order?" Which instrument".

She can't remember what kind of words her grandfather said, she can't remember it, she can't say it if she remembers it, and it probably doesn't taste like that when she says it.

Fortunately, Cheng Jin'er didn't ask, she just smiled, "Its chair is actually separated." Brother and gentleman, don't be a Lingyi. Lingzun is a good literary and a good name. Her voice was gentle and tactful, and she recited the poem in a subdued tone, which was very good.

Xu Boqing walked out of the study and took over the conversation, "Jin'er is wrong, it should be, Ling Yi Shude, Yuxiu Lanfang is." ”

Cheng Jin'er glanced at Jiang Lingyi, couldn't help but hammer Xu Boqing's body twice, and said coquettishly, "Cousin, you are too bad, say this about the sister of the Jiang family." ”

Xu Boqing couldn't help but scratch Cheng Jin'er's nose, "You, you, how can you say it." ”

He walked up to Jiang Lingyi and handed her the book, "Go quickly, say hello to my mother on my behalf." ”

She took the book, did not dare to look at him again, and hurried out of the yard.

After a long time, she read a lot of books and finally understood what a spiritual spirit was.

I also understand the difference between the younger brother and the gentleman, Mo Bu Lingyi and Ling Yi Shude, and Yuxiu Lanfang.

Only then did she realize that they were laughing at her, laughing at her for not deserving such a name.

Later, the Xu family was down.

Cheng Jin'er died.

She became his wife as a continuation.

She desperately made up for the poetry book, wanting to make up for what she lacked, just so that one day, she could stand by his side, be able to discuss poetry with him, and be able to match him.

She finally became his wife, but found that she still couldn't stand beside him like Cheng Jin'er, blooming with brilliance.

She is still her, cowardly, inferior, just as she was at the beginning.

She understood every word he said, but she still had no way to talk to him about the past and the present, and the world.

The poems and books she has read, even if they are poured into their mouths, will silently turn into breath and dissipate without a trace.

In this life, Jiang Lingyi left those memories behind her, she couldn't retreat anymore, whether it was Lingshu or Lingyi, she had to work hard to live for herself, and the humility of that life had died with Jiang Lingyi in that life. Since God let her live, then she must live well.

Jiang Lingyi took some atractylodes and helped Zhao Tianrui smoke the two sheds.

set up the pot again and began to boil the medicine, because the plague was urgent, Zhao Tianrui didn't have time to specialize, so he only prescribed a pair of anti-disease medicines and increased the proportion of frying.

Jiang Lingyi was about to add water.

Zhao Tianrui suddenly said, "How long has it been since you took a bath?" ”

Jiang Lingyi's face flushed, and she snorted, "No, it didn't take long." ”

Her hands had already been wiped with spirits. It's not very dirty, but I haven't taken a bath for a few days, and my body still exudes an unpleasant smell, Zhao Tianrui asked so bluntly. She was a little embarrassed.

But her face was dirty, and she couldn't see it when it was red.

Zhao Tianrui raised his voice outside, "Find a set of clothes for her to change and wash, it's dirty, who dares to eat the fried medicine." ”

Zhao Tianrui's residence was arranged on the outermost side of the row where the guards lived. Because Jiang Lingyi is now helping with chores, the guards split a small room next to her to live.

Before hurrying, the guards naturally couldn't find women's clothes, so they took a set of men's clothes and put them outside.

Jiang Lingyi took the clothes, found a bucket, scooped a few scoops of cold water and was about to go out.

Zhao Tianrui was adding medicinal materials according to the proportion, and shouted without looking back, "Stop." ”

Jiang Lingyi didn't know what he was going to do, so she had to stand there and look at him suspiciously.

Zhao Tianrui couldn't help but scold, "Is there a little common sense, can the girl's house be washed with cold water?" Go, mix with a few scoops of hot water. ”

Jiang Lingyi's nose was a little sour, no one had ever been so attentive to him. My parents didn't, and neither did my aunt.

For poor families, having enough to eat is the biggest need, and everything else is luxury. No one cares about such a trivial matter.

My aunt married into an official eunuch family as a poor body, was disliked by her husband, and was not allowed by her mother-in-law, fighting back and forth every day, because of her weak body, she finally left early.

She is undoubtedly good to Jiang Lingyi, but this kind of goodness contains too many purposes.

Jiang Lingyi used to think that being gentle like Xu Boqing was the biggest concern for people, but later she gradually understood that there was too much alienation and disdain hidden in his gentleness.

And Zhao Tianrui is different, he is a doctor, he will clearly express his disgust, but what is hidden under the disgust is sincere care. Although it was only a little bit, it was enough to make her feel nostalgic.