In the capital, everyone has been a little happy these days, and red lanterns are hanging everywhere on the bustling streets.

If you don't know, I'm afraid that I still think that this big week is going to be New Year.

The Lin family is a kind-hearted person, and three days before and after Mo Qingye got married, he sent people to the barren land to give soup and charity. And every man will get a few pennies of silver.

The Lin family is dedicated to his children, and he is deeply afraid that Mo Qingye will be worshiped and lose his blessing now, so he recites Buddha at home every day to bless his daughter with a long life.

The lights on the Mo family's mansion were colorful, and the maid had a smile on her face, and there was a little pride between her eyebrows. Mo Qingshan, who came and went to greet guests, also gradually showed his own temperament.

Even the six- or seven-year-old Brother Shu now has his own circle, and those who were pulled to support his sister are all the sons and daughters in Beijing. The little grandson of the Chang family, and the little prince between the mansions, also sat at a big table. The six princes even regarded themselves as masters, which made people laugh and cry.

Outside guests came and went, but the small courtyard where Mo Qingye was located was a little quiet.

Lin took the dowry list in his hand, and thought about the dowry sent by the Marquis of Zhenguo's mansion, if it weren't for the dowry sent by the saint, I was afraid that this dowry was really a little light.

Miao Huai and Mo Qingye, a few little sisters who had a good time, also sent some makeup gifts, although they were worth a lot of money, but they were still a little lighter than the one hundred and twenty lifts of the Hou Mansion.

Ninety dowry. This is what the Lin clan made up with the greatest ability. And each of them is of the highest quality, without a trace of the right thing.

Lin handed the list to Nanyun Mama, and Nanyun Mama glanced at it. There is also a pity in my heart. "Madame need not be worried. The second master is very good to the girl, but he wants to be the girl. It's just a foil. ”

The dowry gift given by the Mo family is actually first-class in Beijing. But if you want to be worthy of those families in the Hou Mansion, it's still a little thin.

What's more, the most valuable thing for Miss Mo is her identity, the more she is not worthy, the more the Liang family will have something to say in the future. After all, the rejection of the Liang family makes many people puzzled.

Lin Shi responded lightly, she also knew the importance of Ye Er to Su Jinyan. But the dowry is the foundation of a woman's livelihood when she marries in the past, if it is light. It will only make her life sad.

Lin cleaned up his mood. Then he went into the house to see Mo Qingye.

Mo Qingye was dressed in a bright red wedding robe, and the embroidery on the wedding robe was not a red and purple color, but a great witch in the ancient Hongmeng period. Enchanting but dignified. Just a glance at the past makes people feel shocked and dare not look directly. The witch seemed to fly down from his robe. It's shocking to look at. The hem of the robe is worn behind him. Shake gently as you walk. It is a giveaway.

This wedding robe is probably the only thing that Mo Qingye embroidered by hand.

The leaf-shaped birthmark on Mo Qingye's forehead was perfectly outlined, and it became more and more red like fire. The little white jade face shone brightly. A pair of smart eyes are as clear as water, but with a hint of hidden fierceness. The gestures are full of amazement.

"Mother." Mo Qingye gently pushed away the little maid who painted her eyebrows, and quickly stepped forward to hold Lin's hand. His hand was a little cold, and Lin Shi held her back.

"Ye'er is so beautiful." Lin looked at her with a smile, and there were tears in his eyes when he looked at it.

Busy with a smile on his face, he continued, "Ye'er has also grown up, and my mother is relieved to be able to see Ye'er get married with my own eyes." The hand pulled Mo Qingye tightly, and his voice was slightly choked.

Mo Qingye pursed his lips lightly, his eyes were slightly red, his head was on Lin's shoulder, and he said in a muffled voice, "Even if Ye'er gets married, she is also her mother's daughter." When the time comes, I will come back to see my mother, if I don't let me in, I won't follow it. Pouted slightly.

After this ancient woman got married, she was not allowed to return to her parents' house if there was nothing important. Mo Qingye simply scoffed at this.

Lin snorted and laughed, thinking that she was laughing, so he agreed.

The mother and daughter withdrew and sat on the big red embroidered bed.

Lin took her hand and never let go.

Lin looked at her, vaguely remembering that cold winter fourteen years ago. She hugged Qingshan, whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, and almost lost confidence.

But when she was about to give up, she heard the dying cry, she picked up the grass in two by two, only to see a little girl lying in swaddling clothes crying. Holding a piece of jade tightly in his hand, the child stopped crying when he saw her coming, and watched her move his little hand.

She liked it at first sight. Hold the child and run straight back. Obviously, she was watching Qingshan about to die, thinking about going back, Mrs. Mo's mean face asked him to dig a pit for the child, and she was not even allowed to enter the ancestral grave. She wanted to commit suicide by throwing herself into the river with Qingshan in her arms.

She ran for a long time before she found that the baby girl's breathing had gradually calmed down. Even Qingshan was a little hot, and she hugged the two children like a madman, crying in shock. Ye'er, it's her salvation!

Now looking at Ye Eryue's eyebrows, Lin only felt that everything was vivid.

"Mother, Ye'er doesn't want to leave you." Mo Qingye leaned on Lin's shoulder, a little less smiling on his face.

The days in the Mo family, although trivial, are full of happiness. Even the occasional petty argument doesn't hurt. Now I'm getting married.

This is more than a year, longer than the twenty years of her previous life.

"Fool, is it possible to rely on my mother for the rest of my life. Don't talk about me and your father. Lin said with a smile and patted her on the shoulder.

After speaking, Lin gently pushed her away, looked left and right in a shy, and then took out a booklet from his sleeve, his face was slightly red. Hand it to Mo Qingye, "Take it well, and burn it when you see it." Don't let it be seen. The Lin clan was rolled up in a ball in twos and threes, and it was about to be stuffed into Mo Qingye's sleeve.

The thief's embarrassed appearance made Mo Qingye's face twitch, mother, the only thing we said was to send off relatives with tears

She pulled out the booklet and looked at it, and blushed when she looked at it. It seems that the peach blossoms in March are delicate and moving. The weird posture on that booklet is just hehe.

Lin coughed dryly, and only told her to take a good look. Don't let anyone see it.

At this time, the warm farewell words between the two mothers and daughters could not be spoken. Lin had no choice but to explain how she dealt with her in-laws and the precautions in the Hou Mansion. Not to mention, these days, the Lin family and the ladies of various provinces are walking around, but they know a lot.

"Madam, Mr. Su has come to pick up someone." Xi Po outside the door pushed the door in, and when she saw the smile on Mo Qingye's face, she hurriedly lowered her head. Emma, the bride, felt her heart beat faster at a glance. I've been a Xi Po for so many years, and I've never seen such a beautiful one.

Xi Po didn't know what the momentum was, but she felt that Mo Qingye's beauty was too amazing. If Bai Zijin is here, he will understand that it is the unique momentum of the Great Witch. (To be continued.) )

PS: The first day of the new year should be a day, oh, I will automatically superimpose what I owe. Then the second year of junior high school began to make an appointment for the fourth shift...... Until the bill is repaid. Hey, I'm so tired...... Celebrate the New Year with a butt of accounts