The more Shen Anyan listened, the more frowning her eyebrows became, and she calmly said, "How is my uncle, you just listen to others?" If others say that I am such a villain who tends to be inflammatory, will you believe me? ”

Bian Niang was suffocated, "Sister......"

Shen Anyan interrupted her, "Bian Niang, you have been working for many years, you should know better than me, rumors should not be credulous, let alone such unknown sources?" Besides, you have all seen how my uncle treats me on weekdays, and if you deny him all the things in the past based on one or two remarks, wouldn't it be chilling? ”

Bian Niang came down silently.

Shen Anyan glanced at Qingling on the side, "What about you?" ”

Qingling's body seemed to tremble slightly in the dark night, she hung her head, she couldn't see her expression, and only listened to the sound that was not as sonorous as before.

"The slave is just worried about his sister, Lord Wang, after all, he hasn't talked about this matter to the old lady yet, he is afraid that something will happen, he used to talk about family affairs, didn't he put it on hold for so long?"

Yes, who knows which comes first, step-by-step or unprepared?

Bian Niang, they were just bitten by snakes for ten years, afraid of well ropes.

Shen Anyan took a deep breath and looked at the small ear room, a candle flame was burning alone, and the dim light threw her shadow on the wall, tracing a shadowy outline.

Shen Anyan sat down for a moment, settled down, slowly turned his eyes, looked at the black and swarthy heads of Bian Niang and the others, and finally said, "Uncle, he is not such a person. ”

Such words are dry and very unconvincing.

But Bian Niang and Qingling didn't speak again.

They understand their sister's feelings for the prince, but no matter how hot the relationship is, it also needs to be justified, and before they really marry a wife, the overstepping will only affect the reputation of the girl's family.

Shen Anyan understood what Bian Niang meant, but she believed in Shen Qiyuan even more.

The long red dust, the two worlds of people, the wind and clouds and weather brewed by power and selfishness are like a wide prison, trapping her in it and letting her seal her ambitions.

Only Shen Qiyuan, he watered with his affection and used his Chicheng to store, so that she could calm down, watch a leaf fall silently, watch the colorful butterflies perched on the stamens, watch a stick of incense gradually burn away, and taste the richness and fullness of life.

Let her cut down the complicated and simplify, abandon the false and keep the truth, and give up hatred and love.

Shen Anyan straightened her clothes, swaying her butterfly-like eyelashes in the halo, "Wait for me to wash up." ”

The next day, the doctor came and changed the medicine, and told him to endure the itching and not to scratch it, and other than that, he could do something light and inflexible.

Shen Anyan turned over the account book and compared the accounts one by one.

Although he didn't put much thought into it recently, he had ruled out the lazy and dissident people in the shop earlier, because without Shen Anyan's care, there was no other abnormality in the shop for half a month.

It's just that the expenses of the Shenhou Mansion have added a lot of gold and silver expenditures.

The next person said that the old lady asked for it, in order to raise people to seek the Taoist.

Shen Anyan pondered for a long time after listening.

The old lady first experienced her father's death, and then encountered family troubles, and she was kidnapped again, and the twists and turns hit the old lady repeatedly, so that she had to find some sustenance in her faith.

Thinking of this, Shen Anyan blamed herself.

The old lady is old, she can see many things clearly, and she doesn't want to say more, obviously she is very bitter in her heart, but she only says that she is fine.

And she, busy with other things all day long, also cared less about the old lady, so that the old lady turned her mind to the Buddha and Bodhisattva.

The next person saw Shen Anyan leaning on the pear blossom wood chair, his face was dark, and he asked worriedly: "Sister, but do you want to tell the steward, less of these expenses?" ”

Shen Anyan shook her head, "It's just some external objects, the old man loves these, then it's up to her how happy she is, and then you tell the people who run errands for the old lady to do things properly, if you do a good job, you will be rewarded at that time." ”

The subordinate hurriedly responded, and hurriedly retreated along the open fan.

Shen Anyan watched his subordinates walk into the light mist, and the shadows swayed on the pillars, like sparkling waves on the surface of the lake, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

With such a good son's kung fu, Shen Anyan thought about it, changed into a turquoise lake silk pleated skirt, and went to Hanqing Hospital for the sake of visiting the sick.

At that time, Mrs. Fang was sitting on the futon in front of the ancestral hall, praying silently to the Bodhisattva Guanyin behind the smoke and fire, and when she heard Shen Anyan coming, she hurriedly helped Mama Wang to get up.

As soon as she stood firmly, Mrs. Fang saw Shen Anyan standing far away under the corridor, and the sky was full of her, showing her cheeks a light pink, lining her skin like clotted fat, and her temperament was dusty.

Old Mrs. Fang only felt that her granddaughter was like a delicate flower, no matter how she looked at it, she looked good.

It's a pity........ this

The old lady sighed in her heart, and Shen Anyan carried her skirt up the steps, her coquettish facial features showed a bright smile, "Grandmother, are you better?" ”

Old Madam Fang nodded, "It's just an old problem, but it's you, can you have better hands?" ”

Shen Anyan put her hand in front of the old lady like a pancake, "It's all a small injury, these days are growing, there are only some scabs left, and when the scabs fall, it's all right." ”

Mrs. Fang listened to her relaxedly, but her face showed distress, and hurriedly asked her to sit in a cool place, chattering while chattering, "You can't be sloppy, you look like you're lightly injured, but after all, the skin is broken, what women care about most is not their appearance, how to say goodbye after breaking the picture?" ”

Shen Anyan listened carefully and saved again and again.

During the conversation, Mama Wang brought tea, which was soaked in lotus seeds and dried flower candied fruit, and the entrance was not slightly bitter, but slightly sweet.

"But it's delicious?"

Shen Anyan put down the teacup, smacked it meaningfully, and said, "Grandmother's food here has always been the best, only my gluttony, how can I ever dislike it?" ”

Mrs. Fang laughed at her oily tone, but her eyes narrowed into slits with laughter, and asked Mama Wang to serve some melon and fruit snacks without stopping.

Shen Anyan had already eaten a bowl of longan lotus seed porridge before he came, so after eating a few bites of osmanthus cake, he stopped eating it, and only drank tea while talking to the old lady.

When the light of the day was slightly slanted, the shadow of the sun swam into the pond with the shadow of the flowers, and it was noon.

Shen Anyan simply accompanied the old lady to lunch.

During the period, there were people holding Buddhist scripture posts to come in, the old lady asked people to be enshrined in front of the ancestral hall, and then there were small servants holding the scroll in, waiting to unfold, it was a portrait of Guanyin.

Shen Anyan looked up across the round table, between the painting Guanyin white clothes draped, neck around Yingluo, the treasure is solemn and compassionate, the hand of the white jade is placed on the white porcelain vase of the kiln, the long body is beautiful on the lotus seat, the eyebrows are lowered, as if quietly watching the moon in the water under the lotus seat.