Wisteria Temple.

Shen Bingyan picked up Mrs. Guo and said angrily: "Mother, father is too unreasonable, right?" How can I treat you like this for the sake of a concubine? ”

Shen Tingyi also helped on the side: "Isn't it all because the person surnamed Qin is a fox?" Hooked away my father's soul! ”

A sneer flashed under Mrs. Guo's calm eyes, "Tingyi, be cautious, beware of the ears on the wall." ”

Shen Tingyi looked around vigilantly and grabbed Mrs. Guo's hand, "Mother, let's go into the house and talk!" ”

Outside the hall, Shen Tingyan was about to take his daughter away, Chen Yuwei grabbed his sleeve, "It's rare that the brothers and sisters are complete once, you can also go in to accompany your mother." ”

Shen Tingyan was silent, "Then you ......"

"I'll take Ruohuan back first."

Chen Yuwei smiled gently, took her daughter's little hand from him, and coaxed softly: "Ruohuan, Daddy still has some things, let's go back and wait for him, okay?" ”

Shen Ruohuan blinked her watery eyes, and said in a milky voice: "Okay!" Go back, Ruohuan go back and wait! ”

"Ruohuan is really good!"

The slender young woman led the little girl away slowly, with her usual gentle smile on her face.

Shen Tingyan looked at her back, slightly distracted.

The woman in her memory, since the day she married into the Shen Mansion, has been this virtuous and gentle appearance.

When he went out to do business, she embroidered in the house and watered the flowers in the yard; He didn't have time to honor his parents, so she asked him to be safe every day, rain or shine; He wanted to be a father, so she gave birth to Ruohuan and taught her carefully.

I've never heard her complain, and I've never seen the slightest grievance in her look.

She was always so understanding, she thought about him in everything, and she respected each other for three years, and she was undoubtedly an excellent wife.

How many people envy him for having such a virtuous helper, but he always feels that something is missing.

Can......

What's missing?

"Second brother, come in quickly, I'm going to close the door!"

Shen Tingyi stood at the door of the front hall and beckoned to him.

Shen Tingyan waved his heart with doubt, settled down, and raised his lips and said, "It's here." ”

On the chair of the main seat, Mrs. Guo held hot tea and looked at her three children with a smile, "Your father is not an indiscriminate person, today's incident is just an impulse for him and he didn't think it through." ”

"Not really! I think my father is eccentric! ”

Shen Bingyan's voice was sharp, and her pretty eyebrows were wrinkled, "Third brother, do you know that my father came back from Qiongchuan and brought Shen Luli an ivory inkstone!" Obviously you're also studying, why don't you bring it to you? ”

Shen Tingyi slapped the table and stood up, "What? Is there such a thing? Shen Luli is just a concubine who can't get on the stage, why did he get his father's favoritism?! ”

Mrs. Guo raised her eyebrows and said sternly: "It's not because you don't fight!" Two years ago, I did a mess in the autumn exam, and if I fail again next year, I won't care about you anymore! ”

"Mother, why do you even say that? I ......"

"Okay, third brother, let's say a few words, don't be angry with your mother."

Shen Tingyan gently dissuaded, "Today's farce, even if it is a turning page, don't mention it again in the future." With my grandmother's birthday just around the corner, my mother has to make the banquet happen, and I'm sure my father will understand how hard you've been working in your backyard all these years. ”

Mrs. Guo looked at her eldest son with satisfaction, lowered her head and sipped tea, "You can carry it clearly, but when will I be able to hold my grandson as a grandmother?" ”

Shen Tingyan was stunned, "Isn't there already Ruohuan......

Shen Tingyi chuckled and quipped: "Ruohuan is a granddaughter, not a grandson, how can the second brother not even understand his mother's words?" ”

Shen Tingyan didn't know what to think, his cheeks were slightly red, "This kind of thing...... If you can't barely come, just let it be. ”

"Not reluctantly."

Mrs. Guo smiled meaningfully, "As long as you are willing to listen to your mother, it will be a matter of time before you give birth to the eldest grandson of the Shen family." ”

Let's say that after the Wisteria Courtyard was separated, Xie Jinci ran back to Lingheng Courtyard crying all the way, and buried himself in the green bamboo cot for a long time.

It wasn't until she was tired of crying and a little hungry that she got up aggrievedly and went to the small kitchen to find food.

Dabai, who was strolling leisurely by the pond, saw the light smoke rising from the chimney, twisted his chubby body, and ran happily into the kitchen.

"Rolling!"

"Big White?"

Xie Jinci sniffed, his voice a little hoarse.

Dabai rubbed over affectionately, causing the little girl to lose the spatula and squat down to stroke its feathers.

"Dabai, you'd better ...... The little brother is a big badass! How could he say that about me? I just accidentally bumped into him......"

Xie Jinci hugged Da Bai's long neck, and before he could say a few words, a sour feeling surged in his heart.

She held back her tears, sucked and said, "Big bad guy, big bad guy!" I'm not going to pay attention to that big bad guy anymore! ”

Suddenly, a burnt smell wafted into the nose.

The little girl was stunned and said, "Dabai, do you smell anything?" ”

Da Bai raised his neck and sniffed very seriously, "Rolling!" ”

"Yikes! It's the vegetable paste in the pot! ”

Xie Jinci hurriedly stood up to find a spatula, and poured three or two times in the pot in an orderly manner.

Looking at the dark stuff in the pot, she sighed, "Forget it, I'll cook a bowl of Yangchun noodles and eat it." ”

Half an hour later.

"Sure enough, Yangchun noodles are even more delicious! Dabai, I will tell you quietly that the Yangchun noodles made by my mother are the best in the world! I'm only a little bit worse than hers! ”

Xie Jinci hugged Dabai, leaned against the weeping willows on the shore of the pond, and chattered.

"Although I haven't tasted the noodles cooked by my mother, I just know that it must be the best taste in the world! Dabai, I miss my mother, and I miss my father......"

"Rolling ......"

"Dabai, you say...... Why did my little brother say that about me? ”

"Rolling!"

"I really just accidentally bumped into him, even if he was upset and wanted to punish me, I could admit it, but why did he say such ugly things?"

The tip of the little girl's nose was red, and there were a few crystal teardrops hanging from her long and soft eyelashes, which looked so pitiful.

She let go of Da Bai, slowly hugged herself, and buried her little white face in her lap, "Now that I follow my little brother, I won't starve, and I won't be cold, why can't I even listen to a few nonsense words?" ”

Da Bai tilted his head, and his black eyes stared at her without blinking.

It could not understand the little girl's words, but it felt the intense sadness that lingered at her side.

The chubby white goose rubbed the little girl's arm comfortingly, and after a while, she nestled beside her and took a nap.

As the sky sank inch by inch, the little girl took out a small paper bag from her bosom and carefully buried it under the weeping willows.

……

The night was unconsciously shrouded, and the cold wind blew, waking up the sleeping white goose.

It screamed twice, as if its neck ached from sleep, and its steps slanted into its bamboo cage, finding a comfortable position, and squinting again.

Xie Jinci heard a sound in the front yard, stood up with difficulty holding on to the trunk of the tree, and limped to the small kitchen.

The little brother is back, and she is going to cook a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

As a handmaiden, this is her job.

After squatting for an afternoon, my legs were sore, numb, and a little painful.

However, it can't withstand the sadness in my heart.

Little brother, how can you say that about her......

Holding the celadon sea bowl of Jinyu playing in the water, Xie Jinci lowered his eyebrows and stepped into the bedroom.

Above the bookcase, the lights are shining.

The tall young man in Tsing Yi sat in front of the desk, grinding with one hand and holding a pen in the other, concentrating on sketching something on rice paper.

Xie Jinzi didn't squint, put the bowl lightly on the edge of the table, and stepped back silently.

"Where's my sister?"

Shen Changfeng narrowed his peach blossom eyes and put down his pen unhurriedly.

Xie Jinci never turned around, "Don't go anywhere." ”

Although he deliberately lowered his voice, he still couldn't hide the thick and hoarse nasal voice after crying.

The young man Yu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Turn around." ”

Xie Jinci lowered his head and did as he was told, like a piece of wood.

Shen Changfeng leaned over and grabbed her wrist, pulled the person in front of him, and said with a warm smile: "Look, my sister's eyes are so swollen that they are about to catch up with walnuts, and you still have the leisure to cook Yangchun noodles?" ”

The little girl turned her face away, the corners of her eyes were red, and her mouth was deflated, as if she was about to cry again.

"Tsk, do my sister's tears really not need money? I've been crying for so long, and it's time to cry enough. ”

The young man rubbed her bud and nodded at the bamboo rice paper spread on the bookcase, "Look, what is this?" ”

Xie Jinci looked over reluctantly, and the deer's eyes that were shining with tears suddenly lit up.

She swallowed the admiration that was about to blurt out, pursed her lips and said nothing, but a pair of clear eyes revealed her heart at this time.

Amazing, curious, delightful.

The bamboo rice paper on the case is the lotus step shake she designed in the past few days, and it has been added by the little brother a few times, which is even more exquisite than before!

Shen Changfeng rested his chin on her thin shoulders and blew hot air on her white and tender neck, "Since the painting is finished, why don't I accompany my sister to Yingyunxuan?" Let's see how much my sister's spirit is worth. ”

The little girl quietly frowned, her fingers unconsciously wrenched together.

What to do? I really want to go!

But I'm still angry!

Shen Changfeng held back a smile, coughed lightly twice, and tapped his slender fingers on the table, "My sister doesn't speak, meaning she won't go?" That ......"

"Go!"

The little girl broke free from his embrace, quickly pulled the bamboo rice paper into her sleeve, and ran out of the room on her short legs.

Behind him came the sound of a young man's clear and happy laughter.

She rubbed her cheeks and blushed spinelessly.

Forget it, don't get angry first, it's more important to save money!

……

The silver moon is about to be full, the cold wind is howling on both sides of the Xun River, but Tianxiangfang is immersed in the gentle township of fat and wine.

Under the plaque of Ying Yunxuan, the ever-bright lamp inlaid with gold and jade quietly exudes brilliance.

Two figures, one tall and one short, stepped into the doorbar one after the other.

"Ah, rare guest, it's Brother Shen's fourth brother who is here, it really makes our store shine!"

On the wooden staircase, a young man dressed in inky blue embroidered feathers has graceful eyes, holding a thin cigarette gun obliquely, and swallowing the clouds and mist with a happy face.

"I can't say it, I'm here this time, it's just to do business with you."

Shen Changfeng smiled slightly, found a chair to sit down, and lazily crossed Erlang's legs.

The elegant young man in Tsing Yi, his voice was as warm as wine, and he fell into Fu Tinghan's ears, but he had another deep meaning.

He took a puff of his cigarette rather unnaturally, and while going downstairs, he quietly observed Shen Changfeng's face, "Ying Yunxuan is doing a small business, where do you need to drive Fourth Brother Shen to come in person...... Ah Jin, phew, words, you ...... Finished drawing the drawings? ”