In March in the capital, new shoots have sprouted in the treetops. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

From a distance, the emerald green dots are full of life, and the sunlight falling on the trees is also different from the winter day, which is comfortable and warm.

Zhou looked at the sprouts with a smile in his eyes.

This dull deep courtyard of the Hou Mansion, after the snow cleared, the new life that arrived in the cold spring was like a beam of light, illuminating Zhou's heart.

Her eyes burned, and she smiled, "Heard?" Lian Xiao's family letter has just been delivered, and he was born on the twenty-sixth of January. ”

Lian pursed his lips: "It's a brother?" ”

"Yes," Zhou smiled and bent his eyes, "Mother and son are safe." ”

Lian didn't speak.

Just keeping a smile used all her strength.

When it comes to her grandson, Zhou is radiant, as if she is ten years younger, while she, on the contrary, is ten years old all of a sudden.

The first one of the Lingzi generation was clearly their daughter-in-law in the second room, but they asked Mu Lianxiao to rush ahead.

Originally, it was supposed to be their second room, but Jiang Yunuan got a sister first.

It's not that my sister is bad, Lian's own love for the girl, but ......

But one or two of the girls in their Dingyuan Marquis Mansion are debt collectors!

Mu Yuanjing is a madman, hooking Mu Lianyu to do such things, the second room doesn't owe her anything, but she even has to find death to make the second room unhappy!

As for Mu Lianhui......

Lian's liver hurt when she thought about it, and she could stab her heart and lungs with one open mouth, and finally told her about her family, but it was delayed because of filial piety.

If Sister Wo'er also becomes a debt collector......

Lian shivered.

Zhou smiled and said: "The first brother of the Lingzi generation, our branch can be regarded as a queen." The second brother and sister and Lian Cheng's daughter-in-law came to see the old lady, right? I went to offer incense to my ancestors, and I went first. ”

Lian's eyes flashed a trace of gloom, she knew that the Zhou family was referring to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, but she panicked in her heart, as if the Zhou family was talking about the first vein of the long room, and completely waved their second room away.

Lian Shi looked at Mrs. Wu through the half-open window, and her heart sank little by little.

Mu Lianxiao has a future, as long as he is tired of some meritorious deeds, he will wait for the inheritance.

In a few years, after the death of Mrs. Wu, the family will be separated, and at that time, their relationship with the Changfang will slowly go farther and farther apart, until they become the same as those in the clan.

Lian could not accept that outcome.

With a roll of his eyes, his nails pinched deeper, and Lian said with a smile: "That's really congratulations to my sister-in-law, but it's a pity that I wasn't born and raised in Beijing, we want to hug my brother, and we have to wait a little longer." ”

"Just wait," Zhou said, "I've been looking forward to Lian Xiao being able to inherit the incense, I've been waiting for so many years, and if I wait for some time, it's nothing." ”

After speaking, Zhou walked through the courtyard and headed outside.

Lian stared at Zhou's back deeply, only to feel that Zhou's steps were much lighter than usual.

She stood on the porch for a while, exhaled the stuffiness in her chest, and then took Jiang Yunuan into the room.

"The old lady is so happy, we are also happy to see it." Lian laughed, opened the curtain and entered the second room.

The smile lines in the corners of Mrs. Wu's eyes were deep, and she said, "I'm looking forward to this book, and I get what I want, how can I not be happy." ”

Lian smiled: "I got what I wanted, and I was fortunate in life." ”

It's a pity that it wasn't her who got what she wanted, otherwise, Lian would have woken up with a smile even from a dream.

Mrs. Wu bowed her head and looked lovingly: "Lian Xiao, this child, after his brother was born, he eagerly wrote back."

You see what he wrote in his letter, from morning to evening, a big fat boy was left behind.

I can't see the appearance next to him, just that mouth, like his daughter-in-law.

Being a father is different, where did I write letters so meticulously before. ”

The old lady laughed.

Lian's heart was dripping blood, and he said: "Being a father, of course it's different, the spring breeze is proud, and I'm anxious to write to you." ”

Jiang Yunuan sat quietly on the side, the corners of her lips raised, but there was no smile in her eyes.

Mrs. Wu's joy stabbed her in the eye.

She saw the old lady's reluctance to put away the letter spread out on the futon, and the joy in the letter pierced her fiercely.

It was clearly spring in March, and the charcoal basins in the old lady's house had been removed, but Jiang Yunuan felt cold, and her fingertips couldn't help trembling.

She thought of when she gave birth to her sister.

Jiang Yunuan also had an attack at dawn, and the pain lasted until the evening, and the whole person was hollowed out, and she gave birth to a sister.

Compared with Du Yunluo, who was accompanied by Mu Lianxiao, she was alone.

One person hurts, one person cries, and the other gives birth to the child.

Not to mention washing three, even when Sister Yu'er was full moon, there was no figure of her father.

When Mu Liancheng returns to the capital, Sister Wan will be 100 days old.

Jiang Yunuan's eyes gradually became misty.

Compared with Changfang, the brother that everyone is waiting for, her sister is too pitiful.

What future, what title, is it really that important?

Is it important to leave their wives and children in Beijing, so that they are afraid and fight to the death?

Jiang Yunuan forcibly suppressed her tears, she didn't dare to let the Empress Dowager Wu and Lian Shi see it, her hands were tightly wrenched, but her whole body couldn't stop trembling.

If I knew it was so cold today, I shouldn't have put the stove away.

Mrs. Wu talked to Lian for a while, then turned her head and asked, "Lian Cheng's daughter-in-law, where is Sister Lian?" ”

Jiang Yu's body stiffened, and said astringently: "Sister is taking a nap." ”

Mrs. Wu glanced at the Western clock: "It's this point, Sister You'er is about to wake up, right?" It's important that you go back and take care of your sister first. ”

Jiang Yunuan secretly looked at Lian's family, and Lian's head bowed slightly at her.

In response, Jiang Yu Nuan Fu retreated.

The sun was shining outside, but Jiang Yunuan didn't feel any warmth, and she almost fled back to Shangxin Courtyard.

Sister Xiao'er just woke up, rubbed her eyes and sat on the couch, and Liu Menghai's family gently combed her hair.

Jiang Yunuan walked in quickly, took the comb from Liu Menghai's hand, and said in a trembling voice: "I'll comb my sister." ”

Liu Menghai's family looked at Jiang Yunuan's pale face, didn't ask anything, just retreated suspiciously.

Jiang Yunuan sat down beside Sister Yu'er and carefully combed her daughter's hair.

Combing and combing, her eyes were blurry, Jiang Yunuan couldn't hold back it anymore, threw the comb over, hugged her sister and cried.

Sister Yu'er was stunned, I don't know if she was scared, or if she was called Jiang Yunuan's tears, she grinned and cried.

Liu Menghai's family outside heard it clearly, she cautiously probed into the inner room, and through the interstitial screen, she couldn't see anything, but her sister's cry was miserable, which made her heart throb fiercely.

Sister Yu'er cried heartbreakingly, Jiang Yunuan came back to her senses, couldn't take care of herself anymore, raised her voice and called Liu Menghai's family to come in, the two of them together, coaxing and teasing, and finally let my sister stop crying.

Liu Menghai's family hugged her sister, patting her back while walking.

Sister Jiao'er sobbed and pouted, very pitiful.

Liu Menghai's family opened their mouths to persuade Jiang Yunuan to say a few words, but when they saw her lowering her head and being distracted, she swallowed her words again. (To be continued.) )