148 Rites
Mrs. Anning's favorite thing to do was to invite a large group of granddaughters around her early in the morning.
Although the older granddaughters have all married in the past few years, because of the large population of Bofu, the big ones are naturally out of the cabinet and the small ones are naturally supplemented.
So over the years, her yard has never been empty, and it has always been lively.
Mrs. Anning Bo likes to watch her granddaughters dress up beautifully, and she does not forbid them to compete secretly, anyway, her performance has always been that she will pamper whoever is outstanding, no matter whether she is a concubine or a concubine, and no matter which room the child is, as long as the girl is full of performance, she will always take care of it more.
She felt happy when she saw her granddaughters in their prime competing with each other, like flowers in the spring breeze in March.
Or, it's not because the granddaughters around her knees are all beautiful and intelligent, she just enjoys the feeling of being held by the stars, and she always has a special sense of satisfaction when she sees their emotions rise and fall because of her mood.
Today, however, there are some exceptions.
Mrs. An Ningbo was surrounded by a group of granddaughters in the middle, but her eyes drifted to Cui Ling who was sitting on her left from time to time.
She became more and more suspicious in her heart, and she couldn't guess why this granddaughter, who had never been willing to stay in her courtyard for a moment, came today.
Originally, she thought that Cui Ling came because she, who was a grandmother, did not send a capable grandmother to visit her during childbirth, and she was afraid that she would lose face in the Yuan family, so she came.
But as time passed, she was a little unsure.
Cui Jiu had a faint smile on his face, neither happy nor sad nor annoyed. Just sit there quietly and sip hot tea. It seems to turn a deaf ear to the excitement in the house. The frequency of drinking tea is neither fast nor slow.
If there are four words to describe it, it is calm.
She's waiting.
Although she didn't know Mrs. Anning Bo well, she knew this grandmother very well.
If she had spoken her request straight to the point, Mrs. Anning Bo would have found every reason to refuse her.
But if she slowly consumes it here, until Mrs. An Ningbo's arrogance is crushed little by little, and when she chases her in turn and wants to ask Wei Lu something, it will be half the battle.
Really. After two pillars of incense, Mrs. An Ningbo finally couldn't hold back, "Ling'er, you came to visit your grandmother, your grandmother is very happy, but your two children are still young, I'm afraid they can't do without their mother." β
She paused, trying to adjust her mood so that the eviction order didn't sound so harsh, "It's better to do so. You better go back today, if you really can't bear to grandmother. It's the same with me another day. β
Cui Ling put down the tea cup in her hand and raised her head slightly, revealing her slender and beautiful neck.
She smiled, "Grandmother, in fact, in addition to missing your old man today, there is one more thing I don't know." β
Mrs. An Ningbo tugged at the corners of her mouth, thinking to herself, sure enough, if she didn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, this would come.
She smiled and asked, "Oh? Silly child, in front of grandmother, what else should be inappropriate? What's the matter, hurry up and tell your grandmother. β
Cui Ling made a bitter face, "Actually, it's because next month is my mother's sacrifice day, and I miss my mother, so I can't sleep well these days and nights." β
She sighed in a low voice, and there was a cold chill oozing out of this hot summer day, "I always dream of my mother, and my mother tells me that she is all right down there, and only a little bit of concern for you, father and grandmother. She also asked me how my grandmother was doing. So ......"
Cui Ling looked at Mrs. An Ningbo innocently, "I know that my grandmother is not in good health these days, and when she dreams of this, don't you freak me out?" That's why I ran over to see you in such a hurry. β
After she finished speaking, she immediately covered her mouth again, with a helpless expression, "Oh, grandmother, look at me, I am really ignorant, why do I talk nonsense." Don't think about it......"
Cui Ling has always had a reputation for not being very smart in the Cui family, and before she left the cabinet, everyone in the family knew that although Jiuxiao was born with a country and a city, she was a reckless straw bag in her belly.
Not only does she not know how to do things, she doesn't know how to flatter, and she can't even say beautiful things.
Sometimes, it's clearly a good thing, but when it comes out of her mouth, it always takes on a different meaning.
Therefore, some of the sisters in the house have always known that Cui Ling can't speak, and some have heard of it even if they don't know it, so they are not very surprised to hear her say this at this moment.
Not even the one who refutes it appears.
Mrs. An Ningbo's face turned blue and white for a while.
In the eyes of others, this may be because Cui Ling inadvertently can't speak, but no one knows the weight of Lu Dao's words in Mrs. An Ningbo's heart.
The dead Luo gave a dream to Cui Ling, saying that she was worried about her husband and mother-in-law underground.
It was like a bolt from the blue, and Mrs. An Ning didn't know what to do.
Most of the ancients believed in ghosts and gods, and Mrs. An Ningbo, who had done a lot of bad things, especially believed in it, otherwise she would not have donated a large amount of silver and incense every fifteenth day of the new year or the Bodhisattva's birthday over the years.
At this moment, Cui Ling's words seemed to be unintentional, but she trembled all over.
Roche......
Roche......
Roche swallowed poison and died, and when he died, his seven orifices bled and his appearance was very terrifying.
Mrs. Anningbo's mind suddenly appeared with the appearance of Roche's corpse, which had no temperature, and even the tip of her nose seemed to smell the bloody smell at that time.
She immediately shrank back, barely squeezing out a smile, "Your mother is also a good person, she has passed away for so long and still gave you a dream, and she didn't ask about your biological daughter in her dream, but she remembered me first, what a good child." β
She said as she gestured and wiped away her tears.
Cui Ling's smile was even stronger, but her calmness inevitably added a little more weirdness to Mrs. An Ningbo's eyes.
Mrs. An Ning Bo was no longer in the mood to praise each other with her granddaughters, so she had no choice but to hold her forehead and wave, "That's all for today." It's rare for you nine sisters to come back. Grandmother wants to talk to her. A few of you will go back first, and you will come back tomorrow. β
These girls of the Cui family are all shrewd, and most of them have to rely on Mrs. An Ningbo's dignity to show off their power in the mansion, so since Mrs. An Ningbo has spoken, they naturally know how to read their eyes.
Cui Ling couldn't help frowning when she looked at this group of young and sophisticated girls, and she didn't know what Lu Dao was about, she could always think of the books in the Dream of Red Mansions that she had read in her previous life from such a scene.
Also an old lady. A room full of granddaughters always gathered in one place, looking lively and beautiful, but who knew that this was just the end of the crossbow, decaying and decaying.
Cui Ling shook her head slightly, and raised her eyes to look for those familiar or naΓ―ve girls, fortunately, among these people, there were no two half-sisters.
I don't know if it's because the two are too young, or because the five rooms are not welcomed.
But. The two girls who were related to her by blood were not among them, and she was still relieved.
All right. Although she has complicated feelings for her father Cui Chengkai, she doesn't know how to face Lu Dao, and she doesn't have any feelings for her stepmother An, but her sister is always her sister.
Thinking that before she got married, there were only these two girls in this house who could show her sincerity and kindness, and she hoped that they would not become hypocritical people like other sisters.
Although you can get some things by calculating, you can't get the sincerity.
In this world, the only thing that can be exchanged for sincerity is sincerity.
Learning to control the means of subordinates is naturally important, if you can let go of the lower body and occasionally follow the crowd without disobeying the powerful, it is naturally one of the ways to protect yourself, but you can be indifferent to yourself without being humble or arrogant, which is very comfortable.
Although this truth is simple, it took her a long life to understand.
For a moment, the sisters in the house dispersed.
Mrs. An Ningbo finally couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Jiu, don't sell anything in front of your grandmother." You must have something to do today, so why don't you speak out quickly? β
She was vaguely angry, "Anyway, what is it, the Yuan family of the Zhenguo Mansion can't do it, you have to ask to come to me?" β
Cui Ling saw that Mrs. An Ningbo no longer hypocritically performed that she was a good grandmother, so she no longer continued to circle with her.
It's just that Mrs. An Ning Bo is wrong about one thing, she came here, not to ask for someone, but to ask.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Look at what you said, grandmother!" However, I really have something, but I don't know what to say. β
Mrs. An Ningbo was furious, "Say, just say whatever you have to say, you're welcome, you are now the fifth grandmother of the Yuan family, oh, no, the Yuan family has been separated, you are now the fifth lady of Yuan, what can you say?" Say! β
She wasn't such an impetuous person.
But over the years, life has been too smooth, everyone revolves around her, everyone flatters her, and it has been a long time since anyone has been interrupted or led by the nose.
When she first met Cui Ling like this, she couldn't control her feelings for a while.
But Cui Ling didn't care at all, she lowered her eyebrows and said, "No, it's still my mother's business." β
She paused, "My mother always appears in my dreams these days, either to greet you, grandmother, or to see my father. Whenever I wake up, I'm always scared, I'm afraid......"
Speaking of this, she immediately "snorted" twice, "What does my granddaughter mean, is she going to do a ritual for my mother and send more sesame oil and money so that she can rest in peace." β
Cui Ling raised her head and looked at Mrs. An Ningbo, "Grandmother, what do you say?" β
Mrs. An Ningbo waved her hand, "It's just a Dharma event, you can do it if you want to, and I will explain it to your eldest aunt and ask her to go to Huguo Temple to light a lantern for your mother." β
She believes in ghosts and gods, although she doesn't like Luo, but Luo died in front of her, sometimes she dreams back at midnight, and occasionally dreams of that bleeding face, so after hearing Cui Ling say this, what else should she not accept?
Cui Ling shook his head, "There are too many people in Huguo Temple, and they are not clean enough. β
She cupped her cheeks and thought for a moment, "Grandmother, I heard that you and Mrs. Yining are friends?" If I could ask Mrs. Yi Ning to recite for my mother, my mother would be at ease. Otherwise, it doesn't matter if she comes to me at night to be a daughter, if she bothers your grandmother, then she will ......" (to be continued......
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