In the past few days, Meng Shi has had a very bad time.

The children still come to say hello every day, the maids and daughters are still obedient and maintained, and the relationship with the concubines is still harmonious, compared with the usual, the days are not much different, but after enjoying the companyship of her husband's daily early return, she is not used to staying alone in the empty room for several days.

In the past ten days, An Shiyan always went into the study as soon as he returned home, and stayed directly in the study at night, as if there was something that could not be done.

On the one hand, she was worried about her husband's health, and on the other hand, she was worried that his husband was disgusted with her.

The huge gap and the restless feelings, these two are mixed together, making Meng's heart full of grievances and dissatisfaction.

However, she did not express herself, nor did she complain.

Meng maintained the image of a considerate and gentle wife, and while expressing enough understanding to persuade An Shiyan to take care of herself, she quietly made a petty temperament - if An Shiyan did not return to the room, she would not go to the study to see him.

When An Shiyan didn't know it, and repeatedly lamented that his wife was virtuous and virtuous, Meng had already started a cold war with him.

Without the company of her husband, Meng began to seek solace in her children, but An Wenyan had to go to the clan school every day, in order not to affect her son's study, Meng went to the east courtyard of Yirong Yuan every day to find An Ruolan to talk.

It's nothing more than crying about my anxiety and worries, and at the end, I care about mentioning An Ruolan a few words.

At the beginning, out of unbearability, An Ruolan would persuade a few words and help come up with some ideas, such as building yì Meng Shi to go to the study more often, send some tonic decoction to express concern, and so on. It's just that she didn't expect that she had good intentions, but she was reprimanded, Meng not only did not agree with her suggestion, but also blamed her for being ignorant, saying that she didn't know how to understand her father's difficulties, and repeatedly warned her not to disturb her father's official business at will, etc., and said how she was willing, how she had no complaints, at that moment, An Ruolan only felt that she was not a person inside and out.

With this lesson, An Ruolan learned to be obedient.

Since then, when faced with Meng's inconsequential crying, she only went in and out of her left ear, and only comforted a few words at the right time, and did not dare to say more.

After a few days like this, the mother and daughter spoke and listened, and they were still in harmony.

However, Meng Shi was not satisfied with An Ruolan's appearance, she always felt that her daughter was perfunctory, felt that her daughter was not intimate enough, and was unwilling to solve problems for herself. Gradually, she stopped talking to An Ruolan.

Her husband only cares about her career, her son is busy studying, and her daughter is inconsiderate, Meng Shi feels that her life is bleak to the extreme, and many nights, she can't help but feel sad, and secretly weeps alone until dawn.

Depressed, depressed, and restless, Meng couldn't sleep well, but after a few days, he quickly became haggard and emaciated.

Mama Li and Xia He were worried enough, and what they thought about the most every day was how to persuade their wife to move their chopsticks a few more times.

On this day's dinner, Meng Shi was eating alone, looking at the cold and deserted table, almost the moment she picked up the chopsticks, she couldn't help but cry like rain.

Xia He and Mama Li were startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort and persuade them, and it took a lot of effort to make Meng Shi stop his tears, but the food on the table was unwilling to move.

No, Mama Li had to prepare some light and easy-to-eat snacks.

Seeing that Mama Li and Xia He were so nervous, Meng felt ashamed, so he forced out a few smiles, took the poetry book and pretended to read it casually, but in the room, his heart was no longer there.

The poetry collection in Meng's hand has not turned a page for a quarter of an hour.

When An Ruoxian came to Xinyue Garden with ginseng soup, she saw Meng Shi with a sad face, leaning on the kang table in a daze.

"Mother?" She called out suspiciously, then put the food box down, ran to Meng's side in two steps, and asked with concern, "Mother, what's wrong with you?" ”

Meng Shi came back to his senses when he heard the voice, and when he saw that it was An Ruoxian, he was both disappointed and relieved in his heart.

"Why did Xian'er come here?" Putting down the book in her hand, she lovingly stroked the top of An Ruoxian's head.

An Ruoxian didn't miss the loss in her eyes, and she didn't feel sour in her heart, she knew that her mother was waiting for An Ruolan.

Suppressing the unwillingness in her heart, she raised an innocent smile and said obediently: "My daughter came to ask her mother to say goodbye, and I will go to send ginseng soup to my father in a while, and my daughter heard that my father has been busy until late at night these days and needs to make up for his body." ”

Meng Shi's smile froze, a little restless, and he said, "Xian'er has a heart." ”

"Hee-hee." An Ruoxian smiled coquettishly, took her hand and shook it: "Mother will accompany Xian'er for a while, Xian'er doesn't know the way." ”

Meng Shi was stunned again, and his eyes wandered: "This ......"

"Go, go, don't my mother want my father?" An Ruoxian was coquettish at the right time, blinking her big eyes innocently.

How could Meng not want An Shiyan? She just fought for a breath and held back her thoughts from looking at him. Now that An Ruoxian was so troubled, her persistence and determination broke the embankment in an instant, and she no longer hesitated, she happily bowed her head and said: "Okay, mother, let's go with Xian'er." ”

hugged the petite and warm body of the maid, Meng's heart that had been hanging for a few days was settled again, and after a private comparison, she felt more and more that An Ruolan was not as considerate and well-behaved as An Ruoxian.

After cleaning up a little, Meng took An Ruoxian to An Shiyan's study.

When he saw his wife's gentle and delicate face, An Shiyan thought he was dreaming, and he was surprised and moved. His wife hadn't come to see him for a few days, and he thought she was annoyed. In addition to being excited, he put down the things he had dealt with halfway through his hands, and accompanied his wife and daughter to the warm pavilion next to the study to sit down.

An Shiyan and Meng sat opposite each other, clasped their hands, and looked at each other with affection.

I haven't seen each other for a few days, and both of them are thinking about it tightly, which is exactly the answer to the sentence that Xiao Biesheng is newly married.

The haze in Meng's heart for days was swept away, and his eyes shone brightly.

An Ruoxian looked at this scene full of pink bubbles, her heart was full of envy, she saw the right time, took out the ginseng soup in the food box, carefully brought it to An Shiyan, and said sweetly: "Father, this is the ginseng soup that my mother specially ordered someone to prepare for you, for you to replenish your body, drink it while it's hot!" ”

The childish voice brought the two people who were immersed in love back to their senses, An Shiyan smiled, first stroked the top of An Ruoxian's head, and then looked at Meng Shi, his eyes were full of tenderness, and said softly: "Yuxia is bothered." ”

Yuxia is Meng's maiden name.

Meng Shi hung his head shyly, looked at An Ruoxian in surprise, and saw her squeezing her eyebrows at herself, and suddenly understood, and in an instant, she liked this girl a little more in her heart.

An Ruolan stood outside the door of the study, listening to the faint laughter coming from inside, and the food box in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Liu Shi glanced at her worriedly and asked in a low voice, "Miss, let's go back?" ”

An Ruolan pursed her lips, neither nodding nor shaking her head.

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