An Lan has some talent and arrogance in his bones. She knew that she was going to meet Youyi, and the curiosity in her heart was better than An Qin. She and Youyi are both concubines, and they want to compete stronger.

When she saw Youyi, she inevitably had to compare, feeling that Youyi's skin was just whiter than hers, and some aura was not much otherworldly. The girl's family, especially the ladies, what kind of cooking skills do you learn, hum, it's a self-destructive image! Poetry and painting, playing the piano and playing games, how many elegant things.

What's there to be proud of being able to make a special snack or two? Although they are all concubines, no matter how bad they are, they won't marry into a husband's family that doesn't even have a cook. It is a warm thing to wash your hands occasionally and cook a meal or two for her husband personally, but in her opinion, it is not as romantic and elegant as the fragrance of red sleeves.

She heard that the sisters' topic had always revolved around eating, and she couldn't help but speak.

"The third sister must have got a good poem again, otherwise how could she be in such a hurry?" Shao Lan said with a smile, "Now the days are long and the nights are short, and there is time for the third sister to play, not to mention three or five songs, even ten or a hundred songs." ”

"A really good poem must be a flash of inspiration, if you don't grasp it, it will be fleeting, and you won't be able to produce a sentence or two for many years. Those poems that have been pondered and even pondered for a long time can only be regarded as good products at best. An Lan frowned, feeling that this Shao Lan was a little cheesy, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, there are too few people in the world who really know poetry!

Shao Lan seemed to be accustomed to her strange tone of speech, and replied with a good-natured smile: "The third sister thinks that those good poems are rare quatrains in my opinion!" I still remember the sentence of the third sister during the Lantern Festival, 'The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time', which is really a long aftertaste. ”

When An Lan heard this, there was a smile on his face, and there was an extra sense of arrogance.

"The scenery here is beautiful, and I think this poetry club will take scenery as the theme." An Qin set the topic, "Flowers and trees, mountains, canyons, and streams are not limited. ”

"The theme is too broad, and it might as well be no theme. As I say, it's not as interesting as the lottery. An Lan felt that it was inappropriate.

"The lottery is too limited, so don't limit the rhyme, but not everyone is as quick as the third sister." An Qin heard Youyi say that she was not good at poetry, and she didn't want to have an embarrassing situation for a while, after all, she was the main Youyi and a guest. Besides, this is not the top exam, just to pass the boring time between sisters, why bother so seriously!

An Lan was proud and a little disappointed when she heard this, the topic was too simple, how could she show her talent?

An Qin instructed the girl to take the soothing incense, first draw lots to determine the topic, and then limit it to one stick of incense, not limited to rhyme, not limited to a few songs. It was also stipulated that the sisters should send it in for the two old ladies to taste after they had finished writing.

The sticks were placed in small bottles, and the sisters each drew one, and the girl began to light incense.

The young instrument is drawn in the stream, and it is easy to write without limiting the rhyme. However, she didn't want to be in the limelight, and she didn't put pen to paper when she caught a glimpse of Shao Lan next to her contemplating. Seeing that half of the incense was burning, she ordered the spring flowers to grind.

An Qin seemed to have a good sentence, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the brush in his hand fell, and it soon became a song. Shao Lan also had inspiration, only An Lan had been leisurely sipping tea, occasionally looking up to enjoy the scenery in the distance.

Soon, when the incense was about to run out, she slowly stood up and said calmly, "Well, we have to start." Then he elegantly picked up the pen and began to write non-stop. After the incense was burned, she finished writing, threw down the pen in her hand, and the girl next to her hurriedly handed over a clean towel.

"Let's take a look." An Qin put the poems of the sisters together, and even the girls looked around.

"Outside the post by the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless. It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy. has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before. What a song! Shao Lan read softly, "There are these two sentences, the lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus is open to both sides of the face, which is simply beautiful!" ”

"The other two poems are also good about chrysanthemums and peach blossoms. The third sister was the last to write, and she wrote four poems about flowers by herself, and the quantity and quality were very amazing. It seems that the leader of our poetry club in this issue is none other than the third sister. An Qin also nodded and said.

"I'm not satisfied. On the contrary, it is my sister's will be overwhelming. The view of the mountains and small 'makes people feel suddenly open-minded and courageous. "It's rare for An Lan to be humble.

It's just that in Youyi's view, composing poetry and being a person are similar. is bold and atmospheric, and naturally has the same spirit as An Qin; is pessimistic and hypocritical, and naturally has a poignant like An Lan.

The lady of Shaolan is also a talented person, and has written two poems about plants and trees, many of which are worthy of scrutiny. It seems that the sisters of the An family are worthy of coming from a scholarly family, and they are all talented and beautiful.

"I've seen all the sisters, and I can't do it anymore." Youyi is not self-humble, her "Jingxi Stone is cautious, and she doesn't hear about overturning people all year round." But it is a place where there is no danger in the advection, and it is always heard that there is sinking. "It is neither graceful nor arrogant, nor elegant sentiments, but it has the taste of accumulation.

"My sister is still young, how can she make such an aphorism? I like the deep meaning of my sister's poems, and they are worth savoring. An Qin recited in his heart repeatedly, and couldn't help nodding secretly. Sure enough, I am the leader of my generation, and it is difficult for her to have this vision and depth at such a young age.

Sure enough, everyone's poems were sent into the upper room, and the two old ladies quickly came to a conclusion. The leader is naturally An Lan, and the others are not prioritized, but they all have good sentences that have been picked out.

Mrs. Jin specially commented on Youyi's poems, saying that her poems are too deep, without the sunshine and lightness of a little girl, and it is better to do less in the future.

Mrs. An naturally thinks so, people like her, who have lived for almost a lifetime, are not so detached, but there is no way to open this mouth. If Youyi really realizes it like this, it is not a fortunate thing, and she is burdened with a weight that does not belong to her at a young age; If it weren't for her realization, she would have deliberately pretended to be deep, and it would be even more unpleasant to be so false at such a young age.

"I've said I'm not good at poetry,

I've said that I'm not good at poetry, and I'm biased towards the theme of streams. Don't hide it from my sisters, it's this one, and I didn't know which book I read it from. Youyi's explanation made everyone understand, and then looked at her childlike innocent smile, how could she have a little misunderstanding and dislike for her?

After a few days of getting along, Mrs. An liked the young more and more.

"It's a good thing that the girl's family knows how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but sooner or later she will get married. Sew clothes for your husband and make a few side dishes, so that the relationship between husband and wife will be more intimate. What is this life, it is nothing more than vegetable rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. The days are getting better and better, there are more and more people, and the distance between husband and wife is getting farther and farther away. ”

Mrs. An said to Mrs. Jin, "My sister is about the same age as me, and when we were other people's daughters-in-law, it was not much different from a girl." Regardless of spring, summer, autumn or winter, be sure to wake up an hour earlier than the whole family. I went to the kitchen to take care of breakfast, then waited for my mother-in-law to get up and wash and eat, and then went back to take care of my husband and children, and finally it was my turn to eat. I always have something to do after a few bites, and I can't sit down and rest until noon. Look at the young daughter-in-law now, she will be weak and unbearable after standing for a while, so that the mother-in-law will not dare to call, lest the notoriety of abusing the daughter-in-law and children be spread. ”

"My sister is right, we haven't caught up with the good time. I didn't feel bitter in those years, because everyone lived like that. Two people of the same age just have a common topic, "Sister, you are a blessed person, Old Man An respects you, his son and daughter-in-law are filial, and the younger generation is sensible and excellent." Unlike me, I didn't have a husband and a good fortune, and I had a hard life for half my life. ”

"Old sister, don't be so pessimistic, you haven't come to the bitter end! And in those years, you and your son depended on each other, and the relationship was naturally unusual. Unlike me, when the old man went, I immediately lost the backbone in my heart, and I didn't even have someone to speak to. In the early years, when I saw the old man paralyzed on the bed, I sometimes felt that he was also guilty of living, and I didn't go to be accepted by God. But now that he is leaving, I know that there is such a person, even if he is lying there without moving, he still has the appearance of home! ”

Two old ladies, one widowed at an early age, and the other just widowed, said to be sympathetic to each other. It's been a long time since I've chatted like this, and the two old ladies have the intention of seeing each other late.

This is the suburbs in the end, not more prosperous than the capital, and a few little girls will be annoyed after a long time.

An Lan proposed to climb the mountain, but he was afraid that his grandmother would not agree, so he found an excuse. She knew that there was a sister-in-law temple near the top of the mountain, where two nuns, an old man and a young nuns, lived in it, so she said that she would go to burn incense and worship the Buddha.

"There are not many people going to the temple all year round, and they all rely on a few other courtyards under the mountain to help. Don't think I don't know your thoughts, it's just that I'm tired of going out for a walk. It's okay to take your sister for a walk, and be sure to take care of her. Mrs. An actually agreed, and asked them to bring a few more girls and mothers-in-law.

The courtyard of Anjia is halfway up the mountain, and there is no big road to go up, but fortunately, the wooden plank road along the way is not afraid of getting lost. On both sides of the plank road are towering trees, shading the sky and the sun. It's just that it takes a lot of effort to climb step by step, and after walking a short distance, An Lan shouted that he was tired and hot and asked to rest.

The accompanying girl poured tea, handed a handkerchief, and spread a mat on a wooden bench.

She waited for her to rest before she left, but she didn't leave for a long time, and everyone had to stop with her again. At this rate, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach the top of the mountain even after dark!

An Qin saw that this was not the way, so she asked the girl and mother-in-law to accompany An Lan to walk slowly, and if it didn't work, she turned back. Anyway, there is only one road here, and it is close to the courtyard, and it can be heard below when you shout, so there should be no surprise.