Chapter 82: Comprehension
But I saw a girl wearing a snow silkworm gauze dress and a white shawl decorated with pearls and moons, with picturesque eyebrows and fair skin. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
A pair of beautiful eyes are bright, like a shining black gem, and when she looks closely, she finds that in the depths of her eyes, there is a faint hint of agility that does not match her gentle appearance.
Another taller coquettish guest was wearing a light yellow coat and a tender green sarro embroidered waist jacket, but he was gentle and elegant from his bones, and he was a dignified lady with both good looks and a dignified atmosphere.
Speaking of which, in fact, just by looking at the color of these two clothes, you can already tell who is the two women, Liang Wenyu heard what his son said, the old Fengjun of the Lan family unfortunately passed away, and the Lan family will still guard filial piety.
Of course, the girl in white is Miss Lan, and the girl in green is Miss Hu.
Liang Wenyu's mood at the moment was also quite strange, when she saw Lan Jiayin for the first time, she felt that this child was very familiar, as if she had seen it before.
That sudden good feeling came very quickly, and it was also very inexplicable.
This point made Liang Wenyu more and more sure in his heart, and felt that the girl who was happy with his son was also extraordinarily eye-catching, no, he liked it at a glance!
Unconsciously, she let go of Mrs. Lan's hand, took a step forward, grabbed Lan Jiayin's warm and soft hand, and asked softly: "Good boy, you must be Sister Yin'er, you and your mother have exactly the same eyes, just like me and Xuan'er." ”
"At a glance, it can be seen that you and her are a mother and daughter!"
In a word, such a simple sentence, close, easy-going, without the slightest deliberateness, no matter how you listen to it, it makes people feel extremely warm.
But these few words entered Lan Jiayin's ears, but they were like the sharpest blade, breaking through the barriers between the past and the present life with one sword, and all the kindness, love and hatred were all fused together in an instant.
Memory, context, past, love and hate, sorrow and joy, everything is all blended together by great power in this sentence, forming a new sense.
"It turns out that whether it is in the past life or in this life, I am still me, you are still you, and all the people are still herself......" It was obviously just a moment in front of her, but in Lan Jiayin's heart, decades passed in an instant, and after the cycle, she and Liang Wenyu stood together again, clasping their hands.
She had been nervous and tangled since a few days ago, and suddenly she was completely relaxed......
Yes, in Liang Wenyu's mind, there will not be the slightest memory related to Lan Jiayin, but this does not mean that the two of them can't start over.
At this moment of enlightenment, Lan Jiayin realized that he and Mu Lingxuan were the best examples.
Re-acquaintance, re-start, everything is different, but it is also the same, as long as the final result is good, then isn't it worth being reborn once?
For nearly a year of rebirth, Lan Jiayin has been asking herself a question, "Why am I reborn?" Why is the born-again not the father? Why not mothers? Why not Mu Lingxuan? ”
"Each of them is stronger than me, more capable than me, more mature than me, if one of them is reborn, then everything is simply at hand, and it is easy to change the original trajectory."
But why, God chose her who is the most incompetent?
Now, Lan Jiayin understands that maybe in different places, there are different people who are reborn, but no matter who is reborn, they should cherish the opportunity to come back, grasp it, cherish it, do their best to change what went wrong, carefully protect those places that have been painted, and carefully and meticulously describe those places that have not yet been inked.
Therefore, in fact, it can be said that rebirth is to get a life without regrets, make up for the remains of your previous mistakes, get the happiness that belongs to you in the end, and live a different life happily.
After stepping through the biggest obstacle in front of me, everything became different from before, and the people, scenes, and things in front of me became vivid in an instant, and this feeling of refreshment was indeed wonderful!
Lan Jiayin smiled at Liang Wenyu, and curtsied: "Yes, as soon as Qin Jing saw Aunt Mu just now, he felt that you and Mu Shizi looked very similar, especially the eyes, but Shizi was heroic and martial, with a face with sharp edges and corners, and these bright and beautiful eyes were not as good as on your face." ”
"Haha." Liang Wenyu's favorite thing in his life is his only son Mu Lingxuan, and he is most proud of his beautiful appearance.
Lan Jiayin's words include all the things she cares about most, and this tactful sycophant can't be described as uncomfortable.
Looking at the girl who is likely to become his future daughter-in-law, flattering herself so sweetly, tell me, how can Liang Wenyu not be happy?
Sumeru didn't leave Lan Jiayin's eyes, which was more and more satisfied, "This child's mouth is so sweet, he really loves a person, good sister, you are really blessed." ”
These words seem to be envious of Mrs. Lan, but in fact, it is in disguise that she praised Lan Jiayin again, and before the words fell, she saw that Mrs. Lan smiled even more, Lan Jiayin was just right, and hung her head shyly.
As the saying goes, the most important thing is the gentleness of the bowed head.
Liang Wenyu loves her son, and naturally hopes that her son's future wife will be gentle, generous, thoughtful and considerate.
Lan Jiayin is so gentle and unstereotypical, cute and not out of proportion, isn't she the daughter-in-law of her dreams?
"Haha, what a lovely boy!" Liang Wenyu was in a good mood, pulled Lan Jiayin with one hand and Hu Qinghui with the other, and said to Mrs. Lan with a smile: "Good sister, let's not stand at the door, hurry up and enter the house, I can also get a gift for my nieces and nephews." ”
The group was cordial and warm to each other, and they entered the hall of Bisong Courtyard together, but they didn't pay attention, and Xue Rulan, who was left behind, was kept by a semi-invisible pretty maid by the door as soon as she entered the door.
The two obviously knew each other, Xue Rulan was surprised, and quickly looked around, and found that no one was paying attention to the back, so they moved together, and went to the left side of the courtyard, behind the secluded and hidden oleander tree, and muttered something under the cover of the flower tree.
I didn't know what the maid said, but I saw that Xue Rulan's originally smiling face was gradually replaced by yin.
Things may be quite tricky, she couldn't make up her mind for a while, she couldn't help but take steps beside the flower tree, just looking at the handkerchief in Xue Rulan's hand, it was about to be wrenched by her, it is not difficult to know that this maid has a lot of problems for her, and it is really difficult to make a choice.
Finally, after turning around a few times, Xue Rulan stopped, called the maid to him, and whispered something.
The maid's eyes widened when she heard this, and her hands were tangled together, obviously very scared, but she didn't know what Xue Rulan said, she hesitated for a while, but nodded in agreement.
Xue Rulan settled down at the door, then changed into her previous smiling face, straightened the purple gold hairpin on her sideburns, straightened the embroidered clothes on her body, took a deep breath, took unhurried small steps, and entered the mahogany carved door of the main house.
When she arrived at the main hall, Liang Wenyu had already given the carefully prepared meeting gift to the two flower girls, Lan Jiayin got a good jade peony pressure skirt, and Hu Qinghui got a peacock bead with treasure incarnation.
Both things are Liang Wenyu's dowry, and they are the beloved things of her girlhood, because of the color and style, she is no longer suitable for wearing, so she simply gives them to young people and shows them off.
Ye Fangjun's gift to the two delicate guests is naturally inferior to his own sister-in-law, one person with a red gold beaded rope bracelet, although it is common, but it is better than the quantity, Lan Jiayin is satisfied, "This thing is affordable, you can get gold ingots when you turn it into gold water, but it is very cheap." ”
Similarly, Mrs. Lan also gave Ye Fangjun's youngest daughter, Mu Yunyan, a meeting gift, a set of red and blue two-color gem-inlaid butterfly love flower heads, butterflies are lifelike, the flowers are bright and beautiful, Mu Yunyan knows that it must be the craftsmanship of the capital Jincui Fulin, no worse than the hairpin on her head, she happily accepted the gift, and willingly bowed her knees to thank the generous Mrs. Lan.
When Xue Rulan entered the door, Mu Yunyan had just gotten up.
As soon as Lan Jiayin and Hu Qinghui saw her come in, they naturally stepped forward to salute, and they got a good meeting gift, but this time they were two small Nanmu boxes, inlaid with delicate hollow gold horns, and it was not easy to open them in person, just let the maid accept it.
Although Liang Wenyu was dissatisfied with this concubine's daughter-in-law, she suddenly disappeared, and she was rude in front of people, but at present, the distinguished guest is not too likely to ask too much, but just earnestly asks Mrs. Lan, and this road is still going smoothly.
Along the way, how did the Lan family come over, Liang Wenyu has a clear heart, but now he needs a suitable topic, what topic can be more suitable than this?
Such a topic that everyone is interested in, the scene will naturally not be deserted, when they heard that Mrs. Lan had suffered so much grievances in Dayuan City, and they still relied on the queen mother's gift to win back a game, Liang Wenyu and Ye Fangjun were both embarrassed.
"This story is clearer than Hyun'er's, and I think it's because Hyun'er wasn't there at the time." Liang Wenyu couldn't help but feel a little more satisfied, "The younger sister of the Liu family is sincere, she speaks sincerely, and she has no intention of concealing it at all, which is very rare." ”
She is now in a period of emotional instability, fighting with the Bai family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law all day long, and she is really depressed, so she can't help but be a little extreme in her words and actions.
At that moment, I couldn't help but open my mouth to reprimand, "People in this world are like this, they are high and low, they hate the poor and love the rich, when you are good, they can't wait to give you shoes, when you are in trouble, they will be exposed, one by two, can't wait to come to you, to get back the face that was lost in front of you!" ”
"Whew! What the hell! ”
"Fortunately, Aunt Liu is thoughtful, she thought of it for you first, and you are ready, otherwise, you will not be eaten alive by them?!"
As he spoke, Liang Wenyu suddenly stared at Mrs. Lan, and said hatefully, "Didn't I say you, didn't you play well on the scene?" ”
"I can say what I should say, and I have found the field that should be recovered, why did I turn around and fall ill?"
Mrs. Lan's face was full of embarrassment, and she blushed and squeaked, "Isn't this something I've never suffered before?" ”
"I hold my breath in my heart, and I can't swallow it and can't spit it out ......"
"If it weren't for my good daughter to drink it on the head, I'm afraid I wouldn't be angry to death?"
As he spoke, he was infinitely loving, and touched Lan Jiayin's head.
Ye Fangjun looked at their mother-daughter affection, revealing their true feelings, quite moved, holding her little daughter's hand, and couldn't help but tighten up.
Mu Yunyan is her daughter who is nearly thirty years old and finally got it, and she loves her very much on weekdays.
Therefore, she could feel Mrs. Lan's mood at the moment the most, and sighed: "I can actually understand Sister Liu's thoughts, if we want to say that we have been wronged, then we will suffer, but we have to watch the child follow her own grievances, and she can't stand it when she is a mother." ”
"Sister Liu is sick, I'm afraid I'm angry that I'm incompetent, and I can't protect Sister Yin."
Mrs. Lan nodded again and again, feeling like a confidant to Ye Fangjun, "Yes, I was also thinking left at that time." ”
"Think about it, if we can't protect them when we are alive, then if we die, won't the children be more pitiful?"
"Are there still few examples around us?"
She had something to say, but she caught a glimpse of Hu Qinghui out of the corner of her eye, isn't this the one whose biological mother died early and her stepmother is strong?
If Mrs. Lan continued to speak, she was bound to touch the child's sad place, so she stopped at the moment, picked up the tea cup on the desk and sipped it lightly.
"But no, a mother's child is a treasure, a motherless child is a grass, for my child, I can't die easily!" Liang Wenyu suddenly gritted his teeth and said this.
Mrs. Lan who listened was immediately stunned, and drank more without noticing, this tea is piping hot, and she can't swallow it if she can't spit it out, and she has to maintain her demeanor on her face, how sad she is.
Lan Jiayin was not surprised at all, she knew very well in her heart, this person is now fighting with the Bai family, and he knows that his son is almost killed by his concubine, how can he not hate?
Thinking of the next storm in the Xuanping Marquis Mansion, it was the most important place, and I couldn't help but sigh again, "Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read." ”
Unconsciously, Lan Jiayin secretly thought to herself in her heart, "What can I do to help with the Mu family's affairs this time?" ”
Suddenly, outside the yard, somehow, there was a lot of noise.
It seems that there is a woman's cry, as well as a maid's helpless dissuasion.
Come to think of it, this woman who jumped out to cry when her mother was entertaining guests regardless of the occasion is quite unusual.
I think it is a very favored Xuanping Hou, which can make the maids and mother-in-law around the housemother taboo, and they dare not suppress it ruthlessly, so they let the cry come in in pieces.
(To be continued.) )