Even Yan Wan knew that there was an inside story, but no one pursued it, and only killed Poria Cocos to settle it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When he returned to his uncle's mansion, Yan Wan chased after his mother and asked, "Mother, I obviously heard the second sister say that they stopped Dongling from letting her find you and the eldest aunt, why did they only dispose of Poria and not punish the second sister?" ”

"How can Sister Rong and Poria be the same?"

Walking at night, Ji Shi looked at the lantern in the hand of the maid in front of him and said lightly, "Your second sister has done this, and your eldest aunt is protecting her now because she has to protect her, but she is only afraid," he paused and tightened his daughter's little hand, "Guanguan, let's not move around with Sister Rong in the future, I felt capricious when I saw her beating Sister Qiang earlier, and I didn't think about it or I didn't have a conscience in my heart." ”

"Well, I don't like her either."

Yan Guan bowed, and then added: "I don't like the fifth sister even more." ”

"You are a novelty, my mother can't figure it out, how did your fifth sister recruit you and provoke you?"

"It's all her fault today, if she doesn't show up, we can hear what Poria said, she has a secret with her second sister."

"Your fifth sister didn't mean it, the three of you are listening to the corner there, how can she know just now?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Wan broke away from her hand, "Mother, you always favor her." With that, he turned around and ran.

The second sister's dislike, at least the mother can see it; But Yan Zhen is annoying, as if she thinks about herself, and everyone else likes her.

Ji's face was anxious, and he hurriedly waved his hand to let the girls chase after him, and he waited carefully.

"Guanguan's prejudice against Sister Zhen is really too deep."

She sighed with those around her, "I didn't give her a sister to support each other." In the huge Yan Mansion, Guanguan's straightforward nature will always suffer in the future. ”

Mama Ji answered: "Why does Mrs. always think about making the girl like the fifth girl? ”

The listener frowned, "It's not Xiao Wu, is it still Sister Rong?" ”

After saying that, he was in a hurry to deny, "Absolutely not!" The eldest lady has always been a safe and thoughtful person, this time this matter was originally me and Guanguan found out to lead people over, but then they turned me away, indicating that the name in this is big, I am afraid that it is not only Sister Rong who covets the feelings of the eldest aunt. ”

"Does the wife suspect that the death of the eldest aunt and grandmother is related to the second girl?"

Mama Ji's eyes widened in shock, and she said incredulously: "They are sisters." How can it be? ”

"I don't want to think of Sister Rong like this. But Poria is clearly Sister Rong's person. Sister Hui'er has been the closest person since she gave birth? I didn't dare to think like this before, but isn't Ah Hui's last wish just the love of Sister Rong? ”

Ji Shi said in shock, "Do you see how ugly the in-laws and eldest aunt were when they came out just now?" Originally, I saw that our Yan family was a little weak because of the loss of Ah Hui. But then he lost his good face. ”

"My wife has a point. No wonder my aunt and grandmother have never passed the first seven. The eldest lady led the second girl back to the house. ”

"But in this way, Sister Rong is afraid that it will be difficult for Sister Rong to marry her eldest aunt." This is the only thing that the Ji family is happy about, otherwise the dead Sister Hui would be too aggrieved.

Although there is no evidence to prove that Yan Hui's death is related to Yan Rong. But if she hadn't instructed Poria to say those disheartening words, how could a good person be born without love?

Yan Wan found that whenever Yan Zhen was mentioned to her mother, she always protected her fifth sister. Even though he was a little estranged earlier, he was still close to and liked it in his heart, and as long as he met, he would inevitably love him.

She was very confused, what is so good about Yan Zhen, can she compare to herself? My mother has such a good daughter, why do you still think about other people's children.

In a sad mood, she didn't want to go back to Qingfeng Garden so early, and after staying in the garden for a while, she walked towards Cousin Rui's yard.

How could Ji Rui have thought that his cousin would come over so late, and the person guarding the door did not dare to stop the cousin, Yan Wan went all the way to the door of his bedroom.

Ji Rui, who heard the movement, hurriedly arrived at the door and asked incomprehensibly: "Sister Guan, it's so late, let's talk about what you have to say tomorrow." ”

"What are you doing, Cousin Rui? Open the door! ”

Yan Wan didn't respond when he knocked on the door, so he pushed hard, but it took a long time to move, and the door didn't move at all.

She was in a bad mood, so she kicked her foot and shouted through the door: "During the day, you still play chess with me and play with me, but now I pretend to be a big girl and shrink in the room, and I don't adjust. Playing you, what are you doing so shy? ”

This is purely thinking of a scene in "The Story of the East Chamber" earlier, and I remembered it when I thought it was interesting.

In the story, the male protagonist Fang Xun and the heroine Jiao Niang spoke through the door like this, Jiao Niang refused to let him in, Fang Xun coaxed and knocked on the "good sister, little Jiaojiao, Jiao sister", and said a basket of sweet words, and the people there opened the crack in the door. In the follow-up of the script, Yan Wan learned from the perspective of other characters that it turned out that this was called "tune. play".

Because none of the other books could reach her after being checked by her father, she could only flip through the pages to see the few volumes hidden on Awen's body that day, usually secretly praising her wit while complaining that she couldn't hide a few more copies, so she remembered it very clearly.

She stopped knocking on the door, took two steps back with a bitter face, looked at the tight door and said in her heart, isn't it that Cousin Rui has also watched "The Story of the East Chamber"?

Yan Wan suddenly smiled, and suddenly stepped forward and gently slammed the door, "Good brother, little Rarity, open the door......"

also raised his throat specially, and the screaming laughter frightened the incense quicksand face that came after him to look at each other, and then they saw that the figure leaning against the door in the house suddenly leaned and fell.

Yan Wan was very happy when he saw it, and his cousin got out of the way!

Not all stories are fake, they are true.

Easily pushed open the door, walked in magnificently, and saw Cousin Rui's red cheeks, and he didn't dare to look directly at himself.

"Cousin, do you have any books?"

Ji Rui turned a deaf ear, and seemed to be still thinking about his cousin's call just now, how did that delicate voice come from?

"Cousin Rui?" Yan Wan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Ji Rui was dazzled by the white and tender little hands, and the girl's slender fingers were as if they had washed the most tender green onion after peeling the skin. Put it in the oil pan and it will give off the smell of stir-frying.

Yan Wan couldn't figure out what he was doing, and asked again with some irritation: "Do you have a book?" ”

"Huh?" Ji Rui came back to his senses, looked away and asked, "What book?" ”

"Well, it's the kind of book that passes the time, there are some books that can be sold in the market, don't tell me you don't read it!"

After playing and advancing and retreating together in the afternoon, Yan Wan didn't treat him as a strange cousin anymore, and naturally he wouldn't be polite, "Cousin Yu used to buy it for me." ”

When it comes to Ji Yu, Ji Rui knows what kind of book it is. Obedient nod. "Yes, does my sister want it now?"

Yan Wan was overjoyed, pulling his arm, his eyes were bright, "Mmmm." Brother, bring it to me. ”

After speaking, I felt the need to praise the other party. He turned to the back of his cousin, who was going into the inner room, and said, "I know." You wouldn't be the one who went to school to listen to the etiquette of Confucius and Mencius's poems, how boring would that be, right? ”

Ji Rui, who had just gone around the screen, couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this, was this praising or belittling him?

Take out the box from under the bed. When I opened the lid of the box and looked at the thick pile of books inside, the first thing that caught my eye was the top of the book covers.

Ji Rui's ears were slightly red, and he hurriedly stuffed them to the bottom, thinking that Cousin Yu had mentioned that Cousin Guan liked to read the whimsical stories of fairies and ghosts, so he flipped through them for a long time and found two copies, so he took them out.

Yan Wan didn't enter the inner room, and when she came, she saw that it was the type she used to see in Zunyi Mansion, so she didn't say much, she just thought that the two cousins had similar interests.

She had been dreaming last night and didn't sleep well, and tonight for some reason she was a little afraid to sleep, thinking about reading the script and falling asleep directly.

Thinking about it and having some curiosity, I opened it and tried it twice.

Ji Rui coldly ordered the eviction: "Cousin, it's late at night, you should go back and rest." ”

Yan Wan was as he wished, but he was easy to speak, and turned around, but as soon as he stepped out of the threshold, he folded back again, lowered his head and said with some embarrassment: "That, Cousin Rui, you lend me your night pearl." ”

Ji Rui's eyes widened when he heard this, and he pursed his lips uncomfortably: "I don't." ”

"No, you definitely have."

Yan Wan waved the notebook in his hand, pulling the corner of his clothes and coquettishly, "Good brother, you don't usually dare to light candles openly when you look at this, you must also hide in the bed and peek."

You will be a good person to send the Buddha to the west, and lend me to make an envoy. Otherwise, I will squint and read the book, and I will definitely have to boil my eyes red tomorrow, and my mother will ask me when she sees me, I am the most honest and I will not lie since I was a child, if I confess you again, my uncle and aunt will know,"

Without her to say any more, Ji Rui turned around and went in as if he was fated, rummaged through the cabinets, and immediately came out with a small square box, handed it to his cousin and instructed: "Ming'er remember to return me." ”

Yan Wan didn't have anything to do, holding the book and holding the night pearl happily returned to Qingfeng Garden. washed up and went to bed, covered the quilt and rolled the night pearl to read the script.

She felt that only by reading the story in this way could she stop her cranky thoughts.

The night is quiet, the candle shadow is single, it is the time of sleep, and the Qingfeng Garden is as quiet as a shuttle.

Suddenly, the closed window opened without wind.

Yan Guan, who was hiding in the quilt and was watching with relish, suddenly heard movement in front of the window, and she froze in the bed.

What's the situation, it's windy outside?

She held the night pearl of the hand fingers tightened, her posture was lowered, she held her breath and didn't dare to move, she was thinking about whether to raise the corner of the quilt to sneak into her brain, but she heard the window open wider, and then the sound of something falling to the ground came.

It was the sound of slight footsteps, getting closer and closer, and someone climbed through the window and entered the house!

Yan Guan's mind immediately remembered the story in "The Biography of Huayou", the legendary flower thief liked to sneak into the women's boudoir in the middle of the night.

She's anxious and impatient, what should she do? (To be continued.) )

ps: It's not a serious house fighting text, so don't complain about the so-called defense of men and women. Xingyi set the heroine at such a young age, just to make it easier for the little hands to mess around. However, those who climb the window on this big night can scold him

Another: Although the popularity of the aborigines is not high, they still built an exchange group, silk willow fog clothes, and clothes spirit two silk qi. There are very few girls in the group, but those few can't bear the loneliness and always let me roar, so I roared cheekily, and interested relatives can join in to play together.