Cui Keyin walked out of the ancestral hall, stood on the corridor of the cypress forest, and glanced back.

Tomorrow she will go to the capital with her cousin Cui Muhua, according to the meaning of her grandmother Mrs. Zhang, she will say goodbye in the capital, and even get married, and I don't know when she will come back.

A faint sadness welled up in my heart.

The eldest maid called softly: "Miss", and said, "The old lady is waiting for you to go back." ”

"Let's go." Cui Keyin took Lu Ying back to the Wutong Courtyard where Mrs. Zhang lived.

Twelve years ago, Cui Zhenjing, the father of the prodigy and the seventeen-year-old who understood the yuan, went to Beijing with great ambition to go to Beijing to take the exam. No one expected that he would drown in the suburbs of Beijing. When the news came, her mother Su Yiyi left her less than two years old and followed her father in martyrdom.

She was raised by her grandmother.

Qinghe Cui's family is a century-old family, and his uncle Cui Zhenyi is an official and an official, it is the time when flowers are full of flowers and cooking oil, but children without parents still can't avoid sadness when they dream back at midnight.

As she grew up, Cui Keyin became more and more suspicious of the cause of her father's death. The father is a son of a family, and he has his own laws in his actions. In the first month of the Chinese New Year, the river is still frozen, how can you run to the river to play and accidentally fall into the water?

Over the years, there have been intermittent rumors that my father could not bear the expectations of Lianzhong Sanyuan, so he would commit suicide.

Cui Keyin sneered, even if he was not sure that he would win three yuan in a row and be admitted to the two Jinshi rankings, it would be like a bag for his father, so why bother looking for death? The poor father died an unknown death, and was slandered by those people. If the father is fine, why should the mother hang herself, how can she become a fatherless and motherless person?

I don't know when the idea of finding out the cause of his father's death has been hovering in Cui Keyin's mind. It's just that she is a woman and she is young, and her grandmother refuses to let her go to Beijing no matter what.

Last month, Cui Zhenyi wrote a letter to ask Cui Muhua to go to Guozijian to study, and under Cui Keyin's begging, Mrs. Zhang agreed.

Thinking that with his own efforts, he could return his father's innocence, Cui Keyin's steps were a little brisker.

Wutong Courtyard is the courtyard where Mrs. Zhang lives, located in the northeast corner of Taiping Lane, the courtyard is full of green trees, and the tall sycamore shades the sun, even in the hot summer, it is a little cooler than other places.

The little maid who was playing in the courtyard saw Cui Keyin come in, stepped forward and saluted and shouted, "Miss is back." ”

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old maid dressed in a red Hangzhou silk armor with two shallow dimples on her lips lifted the bamboo curtain of Xiangfei and said, "Miss is back, the old lady has been talking to you several times." ”

Women can't enter the ancestral hall, this time it was an exception to let Cui Keyin go to worship Cui Zhenjing and his wife, so Mrs. Zhang couldn't be worried.

The old lady Zhang in the house said: "Bizhu, quickly make a pot and bring the rose cake sent by Shen Lao'an." ”

Shen Laoan is the wife of Cui Zhenghao, the old lady of the big house, and the concubine of Mrs. Zhang. Cui Zhenghao gave birth to a son in his forties, his name is Zhenduan, he is not a seed of reading, he barely took the test for a show, and then took over the general affairs of Taiping Lane.

A maid in the room with a red mole the size of a grain of rice in the center of her eyebrows responded, pursed her lips and smiled: "Old lady, no matter how well this rose cake is made, it is not as delicious as red beans, and the young lady may not like it." ”

Red beans are the maids in Cui Keyin's house, and they are delicious to eat.

Mrs. Zhang scolded with a smile: "You talk a lot, don't go quickly." ”

Cui Keyin saluted Mrs. Zhang, her eyes were red, and she threw herself into Mrs. Zhang's arms.

Mrs. Zhang's eyes were also red, she touched her head, and said, "Your father abandoned me at a young age, Buddha bless, we have grown so big." ”

Ever since my father left, my grandmother has believed in Buddhism. Cui Keyin's heart was sour, she smiled reluctantly, took the rose cake, presented it to Mrs. Zhang, and said, "It smells very sweet, grandmother eats a piece." ”

Mrs. Zhang sighed: "Over the years, it has been so good that you have relieved me. I just ate a small half piece, you can eat it, it's not enough to ask your eldest aunt to go. ”

Where is it not enough? Cui Keyin snuggled in Mrs. Zhang's arms and ate one bite after another.

Old Madam Zhang couldn't help but smile when she saw that she was eating seriously, and said, "This child must be hungry." ”

I called the maid in and asked, "What did Miss eat in the morning?" He also advised: "Along the way, I will wait for the young lady, if there is a bad pool, I won't peel your skin." ”

The Cui family has always been generous to their subordinates, and Mrs. Zhang rarely said such heavy words.

The maids and grandmothers agreed in unison, vying to pat their chests to show their loyalty.

Cui Keyin held the teacup and drank tea, looking at it with a smile.

Mrs. Zhang asked again that the cage could be packed, Cui Keyin's four seasons clothes, the head and face jewelry she wore every day, the books she read, and the piano she liked were all brought.

Lu Ying answered them one by one.

Old Madam Zhang called Mama Geng, who was in charge of Su Yiyi's dowry, and advised: "Let you go with you, so that it is convenient for the young lady to use the money, and you must not tremble just because it is the third wife's dowry." ”

My mother, is Miss a cowardly and ignorant person? Mama Geng screamed in her heart, but her face was sincerely frightened, she knelt down and kowtowed, and said, "The old slave listens to the young lady's orders." ”

Old Madam Zhang nodded with satisfaction and said to Cui Keyin: "If she is disobedient, you send her back and watch me clean her up." ”

Mama Geng touched her head to the ground and didn't dare to speak.

Cui Keyin said sincerely: "Grandmother Xie, I know." ”

As early as when she was ten years old, she had already subdued Mama Geng. In the past few years, the proceeds of his mother's dowry have been used to open the silver building. The Fusheng Building in the capital, which is fashionable and loved by the ladies, is Cui Keyin's industry.

Mrs. Zhang said: "These grandmothers are the most hateful, relying on their mother's marriage, and their sisters are young, so they have to do some lawless things." You are thin-skinned, and she was your mother's maid before her death, and she is also there if you don't want to move. ”

The host of the capital is Cui Zhenyi's wife Jiang, and in the end, there is a layer of separation, and no matter how much Mama Geng goes too far, it is not easy to deal with her.

Mama Geng is shrewd and capable, Cui Keyin used her hands together, so she had to plead with Mrs. Zhang for her: "Mama grew up with my mother since she was a child, and my mother didn't see that she was the one who bullied the young master." The grandmother was relieved, and if she was disobedient, her granddaughter would immediately send her back and the grandmother would dispose of her. ”

Mama Geng took the opportunity to show her loyalty and said: "The old slave is the son of the third wife's mother's family, where dare to do anything wrong." For the sake of the deceased third wife, let the old slave stay with the young lady. ”

Mrs. Zhang has four sons, Cui Zhenjing is the third, and the third wife refers to Su Yiyi.

When it comes to Su Yiyi, Mrs. Zhang has a beautiful woman in her mind, so beautiful, gentle and supple, but too weak to withstand the wind and rain at all.

She let out a long sigh and stared at Cui Keyin's face, and the two faces gradually merged into one.

A tear fell on his face. Cui Keyin was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "Grandmother! Said: "The granddaughter listens to you." ”