The Mansion of the Marquis of Wenxin remained calm and peaceful, at least on the surface.

The old marquis set a date, and on the fifteenth day of this month, he opened the ancestral hall to preside over the ceremony of An Wenjun and An Ruoxian's two siblings entering the family tree, and when the time comes, he will invite the famous elders of the An family to testify.

It was a rainy day in April.

On the day of Qingming, the whole family got up early in the morning, and after freshening up, the old marquis took the men in the house, as well as the brothers and nephews of the side branches who gathered in the Hou mansion to go to the ancestral tomb to pay respects, and the old lady took the female dependents to set up incense in the house, incense to the ancestors, and then prepare lunch.

Every year during the Qingming Festival, the An family will gather together for the festival.

This time, An Wenjun was also taken to the ancestral grave, and An Ruoxian was also allowed to incense her ancestors, which was the An family's recognition of them.

Originally, the old marquis planned to let An Wenjun's brothers and sisters enter the family tree before the Qingming Festival, so that the brothers and sisters could worship their ancestors justifiably and truly recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors. It's just that An Shiyan has been procrastinating for some reason and didn't agree, and the old marquis accommodated him, which pushed the matter of entering the family tree to the middle of the month.

The left and right are the people who settle down, even if they enter the family tree ten days and a half months late, it will not be in the way.

The old marquis thinks so, he has always been very tolerant of his youngest son.

It takes a lot of time to sacrifice and sweep, after all the juniors have made incense, the original blue sky is already gloomy and terrible, and when everyone returns to the Hou Mansion, it is already drizzling in the sky.

An Ruolan held an oil-paper umbrella and walked on the way to Xinyue Garden, she was ordered by the old lady to ask Meng Shi to go to the front to entertain guests.

In fact, she didn't really want to see her mother, because recently, her mother always looked at her with eyes that were both loving, fearful, and even a little resentful, which made her very uncomfortable.

So these days, she always tries to avoid seeing her mother.

Hopefully, this will change soon.

She thought to herself, her fingertips brushing over the water-stained leaves.

Moistened by the drizzle, the grassy lawn is more and more vibrant.

The courtyard door of Xinyue Garden was locked, An Ruolan went up and knocked on the door, and the maid who watched the door opened the door and saw that it was her, so she immediately opened the door and welcomed her in.

"What is Mother up to?" She put away the wet umbrella, handed it to the lark behind her, and walked down the cloister to the main room.

"Madame...... Madame is teaching Miss Xian to practice calligraphy. "The maid slurred.

An Ruolan didn't stop at his feet, hummed softly, and walked straight forward.

When she arrived at the door of the main house, she saw Xia He standing in front of the door.

"Miss Six." Xia He looked at her with a smile on his face, and then said loudly to Li: "Madam, Miss Six is here!" ”

He turned to her again and said, "Sixth Miss, please come inside." He smiled and led her through the door.

An Ruolan called: "Sister Xia He." Then he followed him and crossed the threshold.

After passing the outer hall, I turned into the ear room on the right as the study, and when I entered the door, I saw Meng Shi holding An Ruoxian's hand, writing stroke by stroke, with a look of love and patience that he had never had.

Xia He suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and looked at An Ruolan's expression.

An Ruolan pursed the corners of her lips unhappily and angrily, and called, "Mother, sister Xian." ”

Meng Shi seemed to know that she was coming, let go of An Ruoxian's hand, straightened up, beckoned with a smile, and said, "Here, you come to see the words Xian'er, it is getting more and more beautiful." ”

"Boil." An Ruolan walked to the bookcase with a smile, looked down at the words on the table, it was a hairpin, she nodded and said, "It's a lot of progress." ”

"Sister Lan has won the prize." An Ruoxian smiled modestly, with a weird banter in her eyes.

An Ruolan didn't care, raised her head and said to Meng: "Mother, many aunts and uncles are thinking of seeing you, and grandmother asked her daughter to call you to sit in front." ”

She put it mildly.

She knew that if she told her grandmother to go to the front to entertain guests, her mother would not be happy.

Hearing this, Meng Shi showed a reserved smile, stroked his sideburns, and said, "Since everyone is thinking of me, I will go over to accompany you." ”

She turned around and instructed An Ruoxian: "Practice calligraphy well, my mother will come back to check it later, don't take the opportunity to be lazy and run out to play with other sisters." ”

"Xian'er knows." An Ruoxian replied with a smile, innocent and lively.

Meng Shi glanced at her with a smile.

"......" An Ruolan looked at the mother and daughter in front of her, and didn't know what to say.

Meng Shi went into the room to change into formal clothes, and dressed up again, before she was about to go out, when she arrived at the door, she seemed to think of something, and said to An Ruolan: "You just stay and practice calligraphy with Xian'er, you have played enough crazy these days, it's time to pick up what you learned before, and you must not relax in the future." ”

An Ruolan can only say good.

Back in the west study, An Ruolan also spread out the paper and took the wolf to practice calligraphy, but she practiced willow body letters, which was different from An Ruoxian's hairpin flower letters.

"Mother said that the girl's words should be delicate, and the hairpin flower is suitable for the girl's family." An Ruoxian leaned over to look at it and smiled proudly.

"I remember that you also said before that you wanted to practice willow body, where did you practice? Is it just lip service? An Ruolan didn't raise his head, his posture was upright, his pen was smooth, and he quickly wrote a couplet.

An Ruoxian was so choked that she couldn't speak, and it took a long time to find her voice and quibble: "I'm just following my mother's wishes!" ”

"It is the father who said that the girl's family should learn hairpins, not the mother." An Ruolan glanced at her with a smile and mockery in her eyes.

"You...... Don't be complacent! An Ruoxian's face turned red.

An Ruolan hooked her lips and smiled, her index finger flexed and knocked on the written couplet, and read leisurely: "If you don't climb the mountain, you don't know the height of the sky; Not near the deep stream, I don't know the thickness of the ground. ”

"What do you mean?" An Ruoxian's heart couldn't help but sink, and her expression was solemn.

Is she alluding to her ignorance of the sky? Did she already know something?

This conjecture made her panic and panic, and her face was irrepressibly nervous and flustered.

Seeing this, An Ruolan couldn't help but sneer and said, "It's just a couplet, why are you so nervous?" "Do you say—" she half-narrowed, "what secret do you have secrets?" ”

Perhaps her gaze was too sharp and sharp, and An Ruoxian actually felt a chill down her spine.

Subconsciously swallowed her saliva, An Ruoxian smiled dryly: "Sister Lan, what are you talking about, why can't my sister understand?" ”

An Ruolan retracted her gaze and said lightly: "It's nothing, concentrate on practicing words." ”

With that, keep your head down and concentrate on writing.

An Ruoxian secretly exhaled a breath of turbidity, feeling a layer of cold sweat on her forehead.

She thought, An Ruolan is really a reborn, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a strong momentum, but what does An Ruolan want to do? To get revenge on your mother? If that's the case, she won't let her get her wish!

Secretly clenched her fists, An Ruoxian walked back to the table.

A quiet room.

The rustling rain drifted in outside the window, An Ruoxian wrote a few big words, and couldn't calm down again, she turned her head to look at An Ruolan on the side, thought about it, and asked, "Sister Lan has heard about the goddess?" ”

"I've heard a little." An Ruolan glanced up at her, and then continued to practice calligraphy.

An Ruoxian scoffed at her crepe answer, and just wanted to ask again, when Mama Li's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"I don't know if Miss Six is convenient right now? The slave has something important to discuss with you. With the question, Mama Li lifted the curtain and walked in. R1152