The brain is still sullen and painful, but it's not the time to be lazy, since you don't want to repeat the mistakes of your previous life, you have to change. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Earlier, Lan Xi thought a lot, no matter where she started, her battlefield was in this inner house. And the grandmother, although she is widowed, is a seemingly easy-going old lady, but she is a real understanding person in the back house of this Lan Mansion. What's more, just because of the kindness of her grandmother to her in her previous life, she should also be filial to her old man.

Over there, Liuyan was looking at her suspiciously, but her girl never liked to say goodbye. The girl is a high and proud character, in the old house in the past two years of filial piety, but by herself, the temperament has become more and more eccentric and withdrawn, always with a headache and brain fever on weekdays, unwilling to go to the old lady and the third wife's two yards to say goodbye.

The third wife is okay, after all, she is her own daughter, where is the strange reason, it is the old lady, she has always loved the third master, and she can't spoil the eldest daughter of the girl's three rooms, but she still loves it, the more so, the more sexual the girl is, and then she simply doesn't go.

On weekdays, if it is not necessary, I don't even go out of the courtyard gate, and I can't talk to the sisters about going anywhere, but I am closer to them, the maids in the yard. I don't know how to figure it out today, but I took the initiative to say that I wanted to ask for peace?

Lan Xi didn't know that the sudden change would make people suspicious, but she didn't have time to wait any longer, fortunately, she had already found an excuse.

"Last night, I dreamed of my grandfather!"

There was a snort of smoke, and his mouth was half open, not knowing what to say. Seeing his girl's faint half-hanging face, he couldn't help but curse in his heart, and felt distressed again.

"It just rained last night, so I'm afraid it's a little cold outside. Even if you want to go to say goodbye, you have to dress warmly! ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly turned over a snow-blue plain Hangzhou silk cloak from the cabinet and put it on Lan Xi, and called the little girl under the porch to mutter, and the master and servant walked out one after the other. As soon as he walked out of the room, he faced a person.

It is also twelve or thirteen years old, and he wears a cloth skirt shirt with the smoke, but he embroiders an old plum on the skirt, the branches are sparse, and the cuffs are scattered with plum petals. Take a closer look, the eyebrows and eyes are sparse and delicate, but there is a hint of loneliness and arrogance, is it not like this plum, proud of the snow and frost? Suddenly, the man had already blessed, and called in a low voice.

"Girl!"

"Hmm."

Lan Xi responded, glanced at the tray in her hand, and put two stacks of freshly cut paper on the plate, the left stack was light yellow, thin and soft, ribbed, and the right stack was white like jade, fine and thick, it was a jade version of Xuan. Lan Xi raised his head and looked at the man with half-lowered eyes, and smiled.

"Boiling snow is a clever one, this same cloth skirt can always be worn more elegantly than others!"

The smoke pouted the corners of his mouth.

"Girl, hasn't Boiled Snow always been an elegant person?"

After speaking, he remembered that although he and Sister Pillow Yue occupied such a name, this boiled snow was the first proud person in front of the girl, and he couldn't help but secretly regret it, and lowered his eyes, afraid that Lanxi would blame him.

Who knew that Lanxi didn't seem to hear it, just smiled, didn't say much, and helped the hand of the smoke, and the master and servant came out of the bright room.

As soon as I stepped out of the threshold, a clear wind with moisture blew in my face, and a curtain of night rain washed away the autumn, and the trees in the courtyard were washed away from the dust, becoming more and more green and translucent. But it is the time when the autumn rain is cold and the Qingyang is located in the south, and there is no autumn color in sight.

The two stone steps under the corridor have long been cleaned by the little maid sweeping the floor in the yard, and there is no fallen leaves and water, but it is still a little wet, and a small sedan chair with green curtains has been parked under the steps, and the two sedan chair men are bowing to Lanxi.

Today's Lanxi is not like before, everything is not careful. When he saw the sedan chair, he naturally understood what Fang Liuyan was muttering to the little girl, and glanced at her with a slight smile. The latter is as if he is gone, looking at his nose and nose and heart.

There is a sedan chair, and the smoke does not wait for Lanxi to change the clogs, only wear it by himself, and with the small sedan chair with the green curtain carried by the two people, he stepped into the clear rain after the rain in the garden.

The women of the clan are the most important rules, even if they are in their own homes, Lan Xi does not have the slightest idea of opening the curtain and looking out, this garden is all her own, are you afraid that she will not find a chance to visit in the future? Thinking like this, sitting in the sedan chair, I became more and more safe.

The sedan chair swayed for about a quarter of an hour before reaching the old lady's courtyard. The Nanmu plaque on the door of the courtyard has the word "Songquan", which is the name of the courtyard, which comes from "the two secluded reflections of the spring and Luo, and the clear and clear between the pine cranes." The sentence is taken from the meaning of the age of the crane.

This Songquan courtyard is located in the right rear of Qingzheng Hall, the residence of the head of the Lan family, and is the widow's residence of Mrs. Lan. This plaque is more than ten years ago when the old house was renovated, written by the hand of the grandfather, it is the silver hook iron painting, restrained and sharp, living up to the grandfather of the two dynasties of the emperor, a generation of Zaifu fame! It's a pity that the words are still there, the bones are still there, but the soul of the person who wrote has disappeared, but it's not just a thing!

Just as Lan Xi sighed, a soft and laughing voice sounded in his ears.

"The fifth girl is here!"

It was the big girl in the old lady's house who came with a treasure vase, looking at Lanxi with a smile and not a little surprised, as if she had seen Lanxi every day, which was natural and kind.

"It's raining all night, the fifth girl's body has always been a little weak, the old lady is worried, she has been talking about the girl since she got up early this morning, the girl is here, isn't it the heart of the ancestors and grandchildren?"

What a clever mouth! Lan Xi admired in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It's mine to make my grandmother worry! No, I felt that my body was a little better today, so I hurried over, one was afraid that my grandmother would be worried, and the other was thinking about my grandmother. I want to thank the vasive and hairpin sisters, if it weren't for your careful service, our children and grandchildren would not be at ease! ”

"Where are the five girls, it is our slave's duty to serve the old lady. Besides, the old lady loves us, we all know it! ”

As he spoke, the vase welcomed Lan Xi into the courtyard, but he was secretly wondering in his heart, these five girls had not been seen for a while, but today it seemed that they were a different person? In the past, she ignored them and these maids, let alone a laughing shadow, but today she is a smile from beginning to end, her voice is soft and smiling, and she can listen to what she says.

But where did she think that today's Lanxi is no longer the girl who didn't know the world in the past, she has been immersed in the back house for many years, and she has seen a lot of filth and pickling, not to mention such a smile and welcome, and she has done even more embarrassing things.

Seeing that he was about to reach the bright room, the treasure bottle hurriedly gathered his chaotic thoughts.

"The eldest wife, the second wife, and a few girls are here, the fifth girl should go in quickly, so that she can talk with her!"

He whispered as he raised the curtains.

Thinking that someone had already gone in to report it, Lan Xifang stepped into the threshold and listened to the old lady call her with a smile.