Chapter 017 Burns

An Wei went to Ling's house to deliver things, and Jing's left him to eat.

Outside, the snow was falling even bigger, and it was white everywhere. The trees in the courtyard were bent and crushed to the side.

"Okay, then I'll bother my aunt." An Wei readily agreed, he didn't mind the Ling family's friendliness to him.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at Ling Qingyun. He only talked to Ling Qingcheng and Jing's family, his eyes did not glance at Ling Qingyun, and he would not lead the topic to Ling Qingyun.

Ling Qingyun was not angry because of An Wei's indifference.

She was a little happy.

An Wei doesn't like her, very good.

In the morning, An Wei chatted with Ling Qingcheng and Jing's and talked about some trivial matters. An Wei had been with his uncle in Taiyuan Mansion for five years, so Jing would ask him a lot about Taiyuan Mansion.

Especially my grandmother, Jing's questions didn't end.

While they were talking, Ling Qingyun sat silently on the side and did not interject.

"At the beginning of spring next year, I'm afraid I won't have time to go back to Taiyuan Mansion. Your grandmother has been talking about Yun'er and Tong'er many times, why don't you brothers and sisters go to Taiyuan? "Jing's said to An Yuan.

She wanted An Wei to send Ling Qingyun and her younger brother to Taiyuan Mansion to see her grandmother.

Ling Qingyun was slightly surprised.

There is an eldest brother in the family, why should you let your cousin send it? Mother, you're too obvious, aren't you?

"The third brother also often talks about his grandmother. After the New Year, I asked the palace for half a month's leave, and it didn't hurt to send them there. "Ann Wai Road.

When encountering something related to Ling Qingyun, he didn't resist it.

When he spoke, he just greeted Jing's family, and didn't look at Ling Qingyun because he mentioned Ling Qingyun in his words.

He didn't seem to have any interest in Ling Qingyun's existence, and he didn't care about her at all. The maid in the family is also like this, and it is rarely noticed.

An Wei's attitude towards Ling Qingyun was like the master's treatment of the maid, and he was so indifferent that he didn't have her as a person, just as an ornament.

Ling Qingyun was in a good mood because of this.

"That couldn't be better." Jing said happily.

Let the children go to their uncle's house to pay New Year's greetings, which was discussed with Mrs. Xiao Jing's An before.

Xiao Jing's also sued sù over the eaves.

When Jing mentioned this, An Wei was not surprised at all, and still spoke politely to Jing and Ling Qingcheng, without a ripple in his heart.

He didn't even glance at Ling Qingyun.

Then, Jing asked about the An family's eldest daughter-in-law, Zhou, and her one-year-old son.

"Sister-in-law is also a little uncomfortable these days." An Wei said, "I asked the imperial doctor to consult and take medicine." ”

When he talked about other people's illness, he also said in an indifferent tone that he had nothing to do with himself. may be due to his personality, making him look like a wooden man, with a board and a glance.

Jing was slightly surprised: "What is the disease?" ”

"A little bit of wind chill, a little bit of catharsis." Anquis Road.

The small wind and cold and diarrhea are not a big problem, and Jing's is relieved.

When it was almost time for lunch, Ling Qingcheng went to the wine shop in the workshop and came back to eat some good wine; Jing personally went to the big kitchen to arrange the dishes for lunch.

Obviously, it is possible to arrange for the little maid and the maid to be busy, but the eldest brother and mother have to go in person, I don't know if they attach too much importance to An Wei, or leave a special opportunity to talk to Ling Qingyun and An Wei.

There were only Ling Qingyun, An Wei and Jing's maids and mothers-in-law left in the house.

There was a thick cold-proof curtain hanging in the east room, and the two big girls sat doing needlework, warm as spring. Ling Qingyun was on the side, holding her mother's needle and thread and doing it.

She was very good at needlework, even better than her mother.

An Wei sat on the Taishi chair to the west, his expression indifferent, not at all uncomfortable because of the silence in the room.

He didn't take the initiative to talk to Ling Qingyun.

Ling Qingyun was wary of him in his heart, so naturally he would not talk to him.

Therefore, the hard work of the eldest brother and mother was in vain.

Soon, Ling Qingcheng came back first, and the atmosphere in the eastern room was relaxed. The maids also seemed to relax, and there were some small laughs.

"Last time, Yun'er asked the second brother." Ling Qingcheng said a few words to An Wei, but he saw that An Wei always ignored Ling Qingyun, and only thought that he was shy, so he took the initiative to mention such a sentence.

The needle in Ling Qingyun's hand suddenly pierced into the flesh, and she was so frightened in pain.

Nonsense, I never mentioned him.

Big brother, I'll treat you as a good person.

Ling Qingyun gently wiped away the fingers that were pricked with blood beads, thinking resentfully in her heart.

"Ask what?" An Wai said, the tone was still flat, not strict, and there was no smile.

He finally turned his head and looked at Ling Qingyun. His eyes were calm, without any ripples, and indifference fell on Ling Qingyun's face.

Ling Qingyun lowered her eyes and did not look at him.

"Ask the second brother how the scar on the back of his hand came about." Ling Qingcheng said with a smile.

There is a scar on the back of Anguan's right hand, which is shaped like a centipede, almost covering the right hand, covering the entire surface of the hand.

So, his right hand looks hideous.

Ling Qingyun didn't know that he had a scar on his hand, so he stretched out his head to look at it. She could tell at a glance that it was burned.

So, she smiled and said, "It's obviously the eldest brother you want to know." The second cousin's scar was burned. ”

Under An Eave's eyes, there was finally a ripple.

He also took a serious look at Ling Qingyun's face.

"Really?" Ling Qingcheng laughed.

An Wei said: "Yes, it is burned." Back then in the barracks, accidentally burned. ”

It shouldn't be an accident that it burned so badly, right? It may have been an accident, because it was useless to mention it, and An Wei didn't bother to say it.

He doesn't like to show off.

Ling Qingyun felt that he was not bad. Although he looks like a wooden man, he also has a bit of character and is not superficial.

She smiled slightly, continued to lower her head, and let her eldest brother and An Wei talk.

An Wei turned his head and didn't look at Ling Qingyun again.

During lunch, Jing asked the maid to find Ling Qingtong to eat, but the maid looked for a long time and said that Ling Qingtong had gone out.

"Don't wait for him." Jing smiled, "He was hungry, so he naturally came back." ”

While eating, Ling Qingyun happened to be sitting opposite An Canopy.

An Wei still regarded Ling Qingyun as an ornament, and his gaze never passed her face.

It's not that he hates Ling Qingyun, but he can't see her at all. If you hate it, at least there is a little affection, she is in his heart; And ignoring it is completely impossible to integrate into his world.

Ling Qingyun smiled.

Anwei finished his lunch and was ready to go home, and then went to play polo with friends.

Ling Qingcheng liked polo very much and immediately followed.

Only Ling Qingyun and her mother were left at home.

The snow was still falling, and the courtyard was refilled with snow that had been trampled by the eldest brother and the fourth brother, and there was no end to it. It was shocking and white, as if the capital had shrunk, so small that it could be seen through at a glance.

The flying snow is like poplar catkins, fluttering and shocking.

"Mother, do you want to marry me to my second cousin?" Ling Qingyun and her mother lay down to take a nap, and she said suddenly.

Jing was stunned.

Never before did a girl's family ask such a question?

She turned her face sideways, looked at her daughter's delicate porcelain white face, and said, "Don't be shy, why did the little girl's family ask about this?" ”

Ling Qingyun's face was not a little ashamed.

Jing was a little surprised.

Ling Qingyun pursed her lower lip, and said in a slightly aggrieved voice: "Mother, the second cousin is like a wooden man, and there is no heat on his body."

Jing smiled.

However, Jing was not too surprised. Ling Qingyun is not stupid, the intentions of the An and Ling families are very clear, and ordinary people can see it.

Ling Qingyun understood, and it was not surprising.

Jing gently held her daughter's hand and said in a manly voice, "Yun'er, you are still young. Your second cousin is silent, but his heart is very good. You follow him, my mother doesn't have to worry about your hardship. ”

"What kind of suffering?" Ling Qingyun asked.

"Like your third cousin, he's handsome and eloquent. But in the future, there will be no one on the left and one on the right in the room. You are a bit left-minded and don't know how to flatter, won't you feel uncomfortable when the time comes? Jing said.

Ling Qingyun understood.

It turned out that her mother thought she looked like Anton.

Mother felt that An Dong was amorous and would love concubines in the future, and she was afraid that Ling Qingyun would make trouble if she didn't know how to be virtuous.

"Mother, I don't want to be with my third cousin, and I don't want to be with my second cousin." Ling Qingyun said, "Why do you have to follow the cousin of the An family?" ”

Jing Shi smiled and said, "Child's words! Then he went to sleep on his side, interrupting the conversation.

An family, which is not only a powerful family of the second grade, how many people are looking forward to climbing high? Xiao Jing never looked at those people in his eyes.

An family, Ling Qingyun is also an aunt's family. My aunt has loved Ling Qingyun since she was a child, even if Ling Qingyun doesn't do well, my aunt won't pick on her.

There's nothing better than settling in.

An Eave's appearance and temperament, everything meets Jing's requirements for his son-in-law. So, this thing is settled.

Ling Qingyun said that it was useless.

Ling Qingyun called out softly again.

Jing pretended not to hear.

Ling Qingyun sighed softly. Thinking of the indifference in An Wei's eyes, Ling Qingyun's heart was half cold.

Can't my mother see that An Wei doesn't like Ling Qingyun?

"Mother, my second cousin doesn't like me." Ling Qingyun couldn't help it and said again. She also pushed her mother hard.

Jing didn't turn around, just smiled lightly and said, "He likes it." You're young, you'll find out later. ”

Ling Qingyun was speechless.

In the blink of an eye, another month has passed.

This month, the days were as calm as water, and Ling Qingyun's own dreams did not make much progress, and they did not make her think of anything more.

Relatives in the family, she doesn't remember anyone, including the second and third rooms who lived under one roof; And in his dreams, there are very few people and things that appear.

There is a younger sister and a man, but what they look like, Ling Qingyun still can't see it, and she can't remember their appearance.

But the man was getting clearer and clearer, except that he didn't remember his face. What he had done, Ling Qingyun gradually remembered more.

It's a person who loves her very much. It hurts so much that I almost treat her like a treasure in the palm of my hand.

Then, it was the first day of the lunar month.

The Jing family is busy with the New Year, and they also have to prepare for the marriage of Ling Qingyun's third aunt.

Ling Qingyun's third aunt is seventeen this year, and she decided to get married in her early years, and she will leave the cabinet in March next year. Many things have to be prepared in advance.

The Jin State Mansion is the Ling family presided over the feed.

On the first day of the lunar month, Xuanping Hou Anjia, who was Ling Qingyun's aunt, asked someone to give Ling Qingyun a birthday gift.

"The eldest grandmother is in poor health, and the lady can't leave, so she can't come to the salute in person. Madame said, "I wish my cousin well." The woman who gave the gift said.

Jing hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with your grandmother?" "The eldest grandmother in the woman's mouth is her aunt's eldest daughter-in-law, Ling Qingyun's eldest cousin.

A month ago, An Wei came to deliver something, saying that the eldest cousin had a little diarrhea because of the cold.

Isn't it okay yet?

"Clearing." The woman said, "It's been more than a month, and it's getting more and more difficult to treat"

Jing was stunned.

"I'll go see your grandmother tomorrow and tell your wife." Jing's Road.

The woman said yes and went back.

Ling Qingyun opened the gift list of her aunt's gift, looked at it slowly, and asked her mother with a smile: "Mother, is it my birthday today?" ”

Jing smiled and said, "Stupid again? The fifth day of the first month is your birthday. Let's live the day after tomorrow."

Ling Qingyun raised her head and said puzzledly: "Don't wait for the fifth day of the first month?" ”

Jing Shi hesitated and said, "Don't wait." The fifth day of the first year is not good, let's pass the third day of the first year, the third day of the first day is good. ”

Shouldn't birthdays be celebrated on the day of birth? How do you celebrate your birthday, and it depends on the day?

Ling Qingyun pestered her mother and kept asking.

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