Pan Zi'an's eyes were a little wet, and he looked around the room and muttered softly, "Time flies so fast, with a flick of your fingers." It's been nine years, and Yue'er has been away from her father for nine years......" he sighed deeply, "Yue'er is the beads in Daddy's hand, and Daddy has brought all the beads here." ”

This is a young lady's living room, the room is spotless, the faint agarwood is everywhere, and the silver frost charcoal is burning in the two copper stoves, making the room warm like spring.

Inside is a Bogu shelf, on which are placed rare treasures, antiques, more ornaments inlaid with pearls, and pearls placed in brocade boxes.

On the right is a shiny carved gold silk nanmu beauty couch, which is covered with a cyan brocade cushion embroidered with wealth and ruyi.

Next to the beauty couch is a golden silk nan wood carved high table, on the table there is a pearl embedded around the center, inlaid with foreign glass in the middle of the photo frame, in the frame is a portrait of a beauty. The beauty was his daughter Pan Yue, which was the last time he saw his daughter, who was just thirteen years old at the time.

He has three children, his son is more like Princess Ziyang, and his youngest daughter is more like Aunt Ye. Only this daughter is most like him, with picturesque eyebrows, refined temperament, and a very high painting talent that is even more like him. The daughter he should have loved in the palm of his hand died so miserably.

In a trance, he saw a little girl, hiding behind the Duobao Pavilion in his study, only sticking out a small head and looking at him quietly. He knew she was looking at him, but he didn't look back, and continued to stare at the pearl in his hand.

I don't know how long it took, but I only heard a soft voice say, "Daddy, Yue'er wants to be the bead in your hand, let Daddy look at Yue'er, not the bead." ”

He frowned and looked back, blaming the girl, "How do you serve the county lord?" Let her run around. ”

In the afterglow, a layer of mist surged into his eyes, and he looked at him sadly, and said in his mouth, "Daddy, Yue'er wants Daddy." ”

was carried away by the girl who ran.

What year did that happen? Oh, that year Yang'er was five years old and Yue'er was four years old, and the queen mother, in order to show the emperor's grace, made an exception to canonize her son as the general of Zhenguo and her daughter as the lord of Zhenyue.

At that time, many courtiers wrote to denounce the queen mother's title of princess's daughter as the county lord, which was against the ancestral system.

The daughter of the Pan family does not have the title of the county lord and still honors ★the dǐng★diǎn★ xiaoshuo ★, .2¤3.o@s_(); , Pan Zi'an's daughter is not the county lord, but she is still golden and noble.

But...... The queen mother wants to leave that mark in the eyes of the world, in his heart Pan Zi'an - Pan Zi'an is the concubine of Princess Ziyang, relying on the princess not only became an uncle herself, but her daughter was also canonized as the county lord.

Even if the princess dies, their Pan family, he Pan Zi'an, still have to rely on Princess Ziyang's grace to live.

Since that year, he has never made out with a pair of children.

His eyes were hot, and he sighed deeply.

Next to the photo frame is a red, gold, black lacquer ivory makeup, which has a total of three layers. He opened the top layer and put a Chaoyang Five Phoenix Title Bead Hairpin into it, which was inlaid with the five beads he bought in Baoji Silver Building.

He dialed in the dazzling array of jewelry and closed the makeup. picked up the photo frame again and said, "The dowry is almost full, and the treasures inside are all reserved for Yue'er as a dowry." I'll bring it to you when Daddy goes to look for you in the future. ”

He looked at the frame for a moment and wiped it with his fingers before putting it down.

Next to the high table is a case of begonia flower lacquer strips, and there is a guqin on the case.

Pan Zi'an came to the desk, sat down on the pastel embroidery pier, and plucked the strings a few times, and the sound of the piano was loose and far-reaching, like a heavenly sound.

After a moment, he stood up and walked around the golden silk nanmu table with white marble in the middle. On the table is a glazed open bottle with a few blooming red plums inserted into it.

When I came to the window, there was a golden silk nan wood carving and embroidery frame by the window, which was covered by a plain silk.

The hollow carved window ridges shine into the flecked diǎndiǎn fine sunlight, sprinkled on the plain silk, like pale golden beads beating on it.

Pan Zi'an opened the plain silk, and the embroidery frame was still stretched with azure soft satin, and the embroidered "flower and bird picture" was fresh and elegant, exquisite, but only half of the embroidery was embroidered, and even the embroidery needle was still inserted on it. It seems that the Yiren have just been tired of embroidering, so they go for a walk outside the house, and they will come back to continue embroidering after a while.

The daughter has a very high talent for painting, and the little ones sketch things with a few strokes seem to look the same, and she will hold her to draw two strokes on rice paper before she is four years old. Since she was named the county lord, she has never been taught to draw.

When his daughter was young, she would beg him, so he excused herself, "Women should be chaste and virtuous, and they should be more popular women when they have nothing to do." ”

Unexpectedly, her daughter really asked the grandmother who took care of her to invite an embroiderer with excellent embroidery to teach her embroidery......

A sound of footsteps interrupted his musings.

A handsome man in his twenties walked into the room and saluted him, "Father, grandpa invites you to the Crane Year Hall for New Year's dinner." ”

Pan Zi'an diǎndiǎn head, "oh" sounded.

Pan Yang looked around the room, and the ubiquitous pearls were so dazzling. A hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth, and instead of waiting for his father, he strode out of the room.

Pan Zi'an looked at his son's back, his daughter died unexpectedly, his son was not close to him, his father did not understand him, and his political ambitions since childhood could not be displayed...... The three dǐng hats that are famous all over the world - horses, celebrities, and beautiful men, he doesn't like any of them, but he can't take them off if he wants to.

What a failure in this life.

Out of the Qinghui Pavilion, through a flower path, over a few pavilions and pavilions, through a section of the verandah, you will arrive at the side gate of Rong Enbo's Mansion and Pan's Mansion.

The Jonenbo Mansion is separated from the Pan Mansion by only a road wall, with the Pan Mansion to the west and the Rongenbo Mansion to the east. It turned out that the Rong Enbo Mansion and the Princess's Mansion were merged into one, and after Princess Ziyang died, although many royal things in the Mansion were taken away by the Internal Affairs Office, the Mansion was still retained.

As soon as I passed the side door, I saw the soft Aunt Ye standing under the green bamboos. Aunt Ye saw Pan Zi'an coming, took a few steps forward, bent her knees and said, "Master......" stopped talking.

Pan Zi'an stood down and said, "You go back first, and I'll see you in a few days." After speaking, he strode towards the Crane Year Hall.

Aunt Ye was looking at Pan Zi'an's back in a daze, only to hear a "creak" behind her, and the side door was closed.

Aunt Ye looked at the small vermilion door and returned to her yard.

Pan Zi'an came to the main hall of the Crane Year Hall, bypassing the twelve flower and bird screens, and there were two old men with half-white hair sitting on the red sandalwood arhat bed inside, they were Pan Zi'an's father, Pan Cifu, Pan Daxue, and his mother, Mrs. Pan. The official chairs and brocade benches on the left and right sides were already full of people. It seems that only one of them is waiting for him.

Pan Zi'an came to stand on the Persian velvet blanket in front of the two old mouths, bowed and said, "Let my father and mother wait for a long time." ”

Pan Cige snorted, "I know that if we have waited for a long time, we should have come over earlier." Chinese New Year's Eve is not home until now, and people are invited three times and four times. ”

Pan Zi'an bowed down again and said, "The son is not filial, so my father and mother are worried." ”

A three-year-old boy sitting on a brocade bench on the right said, "Don't blame my grandfather, my grandfather is not playing, he must be thinking about my aunt." ”

The nurse behind him was so frightened that she quickly squatted down and leaned over to say a few words in his ear, and Xiao Douding pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Pan Cifu was even more angry, "What's the use of wanting to do it now?" What did you do earlier? ”

Mrs. Pan hurriedly stopped her and said with a smile, "Ouch, as soon as my son came, the old lady said these unpleasant things." Well, the New Year's Day will make everyone happy. He said to Pan Zi'an, "It's good to be back, go and sit down and exhaust yourself." ”

Pan Zi'an went to the first empty official chair on the left and sat down.

Everyone talked and laughed for a while, and then went to the West Hall for New Year's dinner.

And thousands of miles away at the foot of Xishi Mountain in Ji'an Province is extremely lively, a few red lanterns are hung high in front of the main gate of the garden, and the sound of firecrackers and the laughter of the children are heard from time to time in the front and back of the yard.

Today, not only do the subordinates live in the house behind the large courtyard, but even the family members of the four long-term workers who have become families have also moved here. is popular, and there is some spare money in hand, so it will naturally be lively.

In order to commend the employees, Qian Yixiu mentioned that after the New Year, it is necessary to give employees a year-end bonus, so that they can have a good year of surplus and joy, and they can work better next year. The grandfather of the three nobles adopted this Jianyì, and not only gave out red envelopes, but also gave out rice flour oil, as well as food such as diǎn hearts and sausages, so that the subordinates and the long-term workers were happy.

However, there is still a difference in the treatment of subordinates and long-term workers. Just like in the previous life of central enterprises or public institutions, there was a difference between staff and non-staff personnel. There should be more people under the people, and there should be fewer long-term workers.

Even if it is less, it is much better than the original life of the long-term workers. Nowadays, many families who do not have land are digging holes in the door to get into the landlord's house to work as a long-term worker.

This is the welfare of the unit, and everyone wants to go in. At the same time, it also gives the long-term workers of the Qian family a certain amount of work pressure, if they don't work well, the people waiting for the successor have already lined up in a long line.

In the main hall, there is a charcoal fire burning in the charcoal basin, and a thick cotton curtain is hung on the door, which is very warm. There were two tables in the room, all the masters sat at the big table, and the other small table was Qian Hua, Old Man Cai, and Mr. Yu. Mr. Yu started at the big table, and after Qian Sangui got off the table, he went to the small table and continued to drink with the two people.

Qian Xiaoyu, Qian Siwu, and Cai Xiaohua waited on the side.

Before the meal, I also invited Master Lu, who worked hard in the backyard, but people had to work overtime, and they resolutely did not rest during the New Year.

There was also a set of empty dishes and chopsticks on the main table, which was placed for the dead Qian Manjiang. There were a few pieces of fish and vegetarian dishes in the empty bowl, which Cheng Yue sandwiched in according to her favorite taste.

A cold wind blew in, and it was Qian Yijin who came back from lifting the curtain. He smiled, "It's really lively in the dam, not only the children of the Changgong family are here, but even there are many babies in the village." ”

Old man Cai said with a smile, "The way of the world is like this, not only people drill into the lively place, but even money drills into the lively place." ”

The old man's words made Qian Sangui laugh heartily. From the end of the day to the evening, Qian Sangui was tired, but he was reluctant to go back to the house to rest, so he leaned on the Luohan bed and watched everyone laugh while eating.

He brought a pot of white fruit wonton chicken, which was the last dish of the New Year's dinner. Everyone had already eaten enough, but they still wanted to drink a bowl of hot soup when they smelled it.

Wu tore off the chicken thighs, put one into a bowl, scooped two spoonfuls of soup into it, and asked Su Siwu to serve it to Qian Sangui to eat, but the other chicken leg was put into Qian Manxia's bowl.

Qian Manxia hurriedly humbly said, "This chicken leg should be eaten by my mother, or given to Mr. Yu." ”

The Qian family Sanfang now often eats chicken, but the chicken legs are still eaten by the family members Qian Sangui and Mr. Yu, and sometimes they are left to the old man Qian, and the little brothers and sisters can occasionally catch it and eat it once, and Wu and Cheng Yue have also eaten it once or twice during their illness. Only Qian Manxia is not old, not young, and in good health, has never had a serious illness, and has never tasted chicken legs since she was born.

Wu said with a smile, "This is the last time Aunt Xia will have a New Year's dinner at her parents' house, and she will only be able to return to her parents' house on the second day of the Chinese New Year in the future." Hey, my father and mother are sorry for you, I have worked more and eaten less since I was a child......" Before he finished speaking, his eyes turned red, and he said, "Obedient, eat this chicken leg." ”

Qian Manxia's eyes were also red, she was not good at expressing herself, she only choked and called "mother", then lowered her head and slowly ate the chicken legs.

Qian Sangui and Qian Yijin's little brother and sister also felt a little sad when they heard it.

Mr. Yu said with a smile on the side, "The most important thing in Wanjia is meat, and Wan Dazhong also knows how to love his daughter-in-law." Miss Qian will enter the door in the future, not to mention eating chicken legs every day, she can always eat once in a while. ”

His words made everyone laugh, and Qian Manxia was so ashamed that she buried her head in the bowl.

Removed the big fish and meat, and put dumplings on it again. After eating two, Cheng Yue was a little tired. Qian Yixiu accompanied her back to the house to rest, and the others continued to eat.

Lying on the bed, Qian Yixiu touched the warm soup woman with one hand, and the other hand was tightly held by the little lady. The little lady seemed to be asleep, but her hand still did not let go. Every Chinese New Year, the little lady is much more fragile than usual.

There were scattered firecrackers outside the window, and the sound of laughter in the main room came in from time to time. Qian Yixiu thought of the little father buried in Songjiang again, and the handsome young man flashed in front of him from time to time. There are also Brother Monkey, Dashan, and Jumping, these bear children, their hearts are getting more and more wild, and they have been out for half a month this time and haven't come back......

Those "bear children" came back on the second day of the Lunar New Year. It was raining and snowing, the weather was cold and the roads were muddy. Qian Xiang and Qian Manwan returned to the Qian family's compound, and Duoduo came to invite people again. Because the weather was too cold, Qian Sangui couldn't get out of the house, so he sent Qian Yijin and Qian Manxia to the big house.

Qian Yixiu didn't go, she had to accompany Cheng Yue at home.

Before noon, a few mud monkeys and mud dogs returned home. Even the old man Cai, who helped them open the door, was extremely excited, and shouted in a loud voice, "Sister, sister, Brother Monkey and Dashan and Jump are back, and the white wolf is also coming to visit the door." ”

Qian Yixiu in the house heard this and hurriedly ran out of the house. Brother Monkey and Jumping wanted to pounce on her, but she stepped back and shouted, "Don't, it's dirty, let's talk about it after taking a shower." ”

But I saw Brother Monkey stretching out his little dirty paws, and there were a few dirty round ones in the paws. Qian Yixiu was taken aback, took those few Dongdong over, wiped them with a handkerchief, and saw five moist and full pearls lying in the handkerchief, which was produced by Dongtianchi at a glance.

Qian Yixiu's head rang loudly, and he quickly crumpled the handkerchief into a ball and stuffed it into his arms. (To be continued.) )