For Han Lang, the third young master of the Lijun Palace, the lesson of the past is painful—woo, the past is really unbearable.

Now that he has learned well, he knows that October 19 every year is simply a day not suitable for going out. If he goes out and provokes things and comes back, which makes his grandmother sad, no one in the family will protect him, and they will take turns to clean him up one by one, and even his grandfather, who usually admires him the most, will not show mercy to his subordinates. His mother specially reminded him that if he dared to cause something on this day every year, she would never interfere when his father taught him a lesson in the future. He deserved to be killed.

I think when he was only seven or eight years old, he didn't understand his mother's points so thoroughly. On this day of that year, when he went out, he met Li Wei, who was three years older than him in the Fuguo family, who was also an arrogant master, and the two disagreed and fought.

He went back with a bruised face, thinking that someone would support him as before. Unexpectedly, his grandmother, who always loved him, knew that he was fighting with someone, and the first time she didn't ask about the dates, she reprimanded him for messing around and not doing business all day long. And my grandfather, who has always been very protective of his shortcomings, is also expressionless, and he does not have the indignation of being bullied like in the past. His father and mother also glared at him with a look of hatred that could not be made of steel.

Afterwards he was told to spend a month in the house thinking about it. His favorite martial arts course was stopped, and the liberal arts, which he was most tired of, had to be continued. He didn't have to go out of the courtyard, he was directly taught by the most rigid old master he was most impatient to deal with. And he was also told that if he dared to embarrass the old master once, or if he did not complete the homework assigned by the old master once, the time for thinking about it would be increased by ten days.

He didn't believe in evil, he had no way to ask for help in the house, so he secretly ran to his grandfather's house. His grandfather and grandmother were very angry at first, and called his father and mother to teach him a lesson, but before he could be more proud, even his grandfather and grandmother changed their faces when he turned his head, and they also reprimanded him and asked him to go back obediently to "think about it". As a result, after tossing, what was supposed to be a month's thinking expired became a full three months.

It's just miserable, unbearable to look back on, and he still doesn't know how he gritted his teeth and survived those three months. It's really a lot of tears.

Later, every time the **** of the year came, he automatically nested at home obediently and didn't go anywhere. lest he "get into trouble" again, let himself suffer, and end up being counted by his mother and "deserved". Because of this, he also hated his grandfather's concubine who secretly took away his little aunt and lost it. I secretly blamed my grandfather for his panic in eating, he was really not ashamed, what did he do with some useless concubines? How troublesome are there more women?

His playmates are also a lot of aunts and aunts at home, and the concubines and concubines are also noisy, and there are many people who think about it, and the noisy house all day long is as annoying as singing.

What if they were all like his uncle and his father, and there were no idlers in the house? You see, his aunt and his mother don't make a fuss, there are no fewer brothers and sisters in the family than others, and there are no bad things about miscarriages and premature deaths, and there are no troubles about fighting over something, so good.

The courtyard where the old lady Jiang lived in the palace of Lijun was called Jing'an Hall. She has always lived a very regular life, usually getting up at the end of the morning (3 a.m. to 5 a.m.) to wash, and staying at the small Buddha hall (5 a.m. to 7 a.m.) to pray for her little daughter.

At the beginning of the morning (7 a.m. to 9 a.m.), the attendants would remind her that she had left the small Buddha hall at that time, and that the ladies of the family had already gathered together to greet her.

The hour is a fixed time for breakfast. The maids and servants would set up their meals at that time and invite everyone to their seats.

Jiang is not a strict mother-in-law, and usually does not let daughters-in-law set rules. She will not let her daughter-in-law serve her when she eats, she will let her two daughters-in-law and grandchildren sit down to eat together, and sometimes when she meets King Lijun and her two sons Xiu Mu, they will become a big family to eat together.

Today is not a day off, but it is rare that the whole family is together, and no one is left behind. It's not like in the past, there are always one or two headaches and brain fevers, or something wrong, and it's not so easy to get together.

Seeing that all the people had arrived, there was no joy on Jiang's face. Maintain a constant expressionless face.

As usual, everyone sat down in order according to their seniority and ranking. Han Jing, the king of Lijun, and Jiang Shi, the princess of Lijun, sat on the top, and next to the king of Lijun on the left were his eldest son and second son, Han Zong, the son of Changfang, and Han Ji, the second room. Next is Han Teng, who is the eldest in the long house among the grandchildren, Han Zhen, the second son of the second house, Han Lang, the only son of the second room, and Han Yu, the fourth in the long house.

On the right hand, the first position of Princess Lijun's hand was vacated, and the vacated position was full of cups, bowls and chopsticks. The difference is that there is a bowl of hot, green green leaves and two yellow poached eggs lying on the table today.

Then there are the eldest son's daughter-in-law Mei's, the second son's daughter-in-law Fang's and Han's only two girls, all of whom are from Han Wei and Han Hao of the long house.

No one spoke, everyone was silently eating, until the end of the meal, and the maids removed the dishes and chopsticks. After rinsing their mouths, when everyone was holding a cup of tea and drinking it slowly, Jiang glanced at the housekeeper's eldest daughter-in-law lightly. There was a melancholy in his eyes. On this day every year, her mood is particularly low.

"Today is your sister's birthday, don't forget to give a reward to those below. Then take the Buddhist scriptures that you had copied earlier and distribute them to passers-by on the street, so as to bless your sister with peace and security. And over there is the Huguo Temple. ”

"Don't worry, mother, the reward will be sent down early in the morning, and this year everyone will be given a new dress to wear as usual; The Buddhist scriptures were also taken and distributed to others, and the people who got them were very grateful. There is also the ever-bright lamp lit for the little sister in the Huguo Temple, and early in the morning, someone was specially sent to add enough sesame oil, and the host also specially gave a peace charm, which was enshrined in front of the Buddha after opening the light. ”

The eldest daughter-in-law of the Jiang family, the current head of the Lijun Palace, the Mei family, did not dare to be ambiguous, and quickly stood up and replied respectfully. Her personal grandmother on the side also hurriedly came out, holding out a tray covered with red cloth and covered with brocade underneath.

The big girl beside Jiang hurriedly took it carefully with both hands and served it in front of Jiang. Jiang Shi stretched out his hand to lift the red cloth, looked at the peace charm on the tray covered with brocade, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

"Thank you. Very well done. ”

"Xie Niang's compliment." Mei Shi saw the satisfied look on her mother-in-law's face, and couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

She has always loved this mother-in-law from the bottom of her heart. The mother-in-law is kind on weekdays and never puts her mother-in-law on the shelf in front of her daughter-in-law. What makes her even more satisfied is that she will never meddle in her son's room, let alone stuff a woman into her son's room.

A few days after she got married, her mother-in-law asked her to take care of the house, and the account books and the keys to the treasury were all explained clearly. How many mothers-in-law in the capital can do this?

But there is only one thing, that is, the mother-in-law does not allow anyone to talk about anything about the sister-in-law. Although Gongzhong spends thousands of silver every year to find the whereabouts of his sister-in-law and accumulate yin virtue for his sister-in-law, the amount of silver spent over the years is innumerable, and it can be piled up into a mountain of silver.

But she really never felt sorry for it.