The next morning, as soon as the sun came out of the gray sky, the messenger hurried to the door of Mu Wenran's house and stood still, knocked on the door, and poured the Zhou family's explanation to Mu Wenran, who was already dressed and came out to open the door.

"Eat?" Before Mu Wenran could say anything, Mu Ziyan, who got up early to read, suddenly poked his head out, and looked at the visitor with a pair of round eyes.

He seemed a little incredulous, and there was a bit of resentment in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

After a pause, Mu Ziyan hesitated and wanted to refuse, but Mu Wenran blocked the words that came to his mouth with a look, his little face was twisted, and he whispered softly with great grievances. "Sister, let's not go."

When did Zhou be so kind? Actually let their whole family go back to eat? Didn't you speak ill of each other yesterday? Why did you change sex today?

"Please go back and let me know, let's go later." This person also has good eyesight, and when he saw that Mu Wenran was not in a hurry to take out some shiny broken silver from his sleeve, he was full of joy and hurriedly said two more words of thanks.

But Mu Wenran tilted his head and looked at the silver in his hand, probably thinking that he had taken too much, picked up one of them and stuffed it back into his sleeve, slowed down, and then went to get the second one, and muttered softly as if he sighed. "It's not a New Year's Eve or a holiday, and I don't know ......"

"Ouch, don't you know, this week the old lady went crazy yesterday and beat the girl of the big house! I guess I want you to go back and discuss things! Who in our township doesn't know that you are an insightful master! The man looked at the broken silver in Mu Wenran's hand, and hurriedly interjected, flattering and flattering, afraid that she would stuff this grain back again.

Smack.

With a soft sound, the broken silver slipped from Mu Wenran's fingertips, fell back into his palm, rolled around, and mixed with the rest,

She nodded, and put the silver into the messenger's hand, her face was peaceful, and she didn't feel distressed at all.

This person took the silver and was just about to leave, when he ran into Qin Liuniang, who had just returned from tilting his head.

Qin Liuniang had just come back from washing her clothes, she looked at the person with a raw face curiously, raised her slightly wet sleeves and wiped the thin sweat on her forehead.

"Sister-in-law Qin is back! I've got something to do, so I'll go first. This person seemed to be worried that the inscrutable master behind him would change his mind again, so he hurriedly smiled and greeted Qin Liuniang politely, and ran away in a hurry.

"Huh!" Before Qin Liuniang could ask anything, this person had already disappeared.

She looked at Mu Wenran in confusion. "Dye'er, who is this person?"

Mu Wenran was thinking about how to tell her, Mu Ziyan straightened his face like a little adult, turned his head silently, and was a little indignant. "Mother, let us go back to eat."

Qin Liuniang was stunned, and the copper basin in her hand fell to the mud with a clatter, which shocked her heart quite uneasy.

"I ...... I'm going to tell him we're not going. It seemed that she was in a hurry suddenly, and Qin Liuniang turned around and wanted to chase after the messenger just now.

"Mother, why bother, since you invite us, such good things don't happen often." Mu Wenran said with a smile, grabbed Qin Liuniang with his hand, and stopped her from chasing after her.

Mu Ziyan, who was standing beside him, looked at the worried Qin Liuniang and Mu Wenran and said something, his eyes swirling back and forth on the faces of the two.

He was silent for a long time, rubbing his arms, puzzled by the smile that raised the corners of his sister's mouth, which actually caused some chill from his back.

Mu Ziyan was a little puzzled in his heart, this was obviously on this warm and sunny day with good sunshine, why did he feel a little cold?

Although it is spring, it is still a little cool, especially at night.

At this moment, he got out of the carriage, and as soon as his feet hit the ground, the cold breath rushed into his nose, and it was as cold as inhaling a mouthful of mint.

The fluorescent dots rise and fall around a warm lantern depicting a lady, and it is even beautiful.

Mu Ziyan looked at the lantern in Mu Wenran's hand, and curiously stepped forward to touch two handfuls, which were very silky and silky, and when he touched it, he knew that it was a marquee made of fine silk. "Sister, you just went to town to buy this lantern?"

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the door of Lao Mu's house, the shadow of the small dilapidated house could already be faintly seen.

"Exactly." Mu Wenran gently squatted down, tightened the snow-white and supple fox fur cloak on Mu Ziyan's body, and straightened the jade hair crown between his hair, without saying much, just nodded his nose and told him not to forget his later advice.

If you can talk less, you can talk less, but if you find a vacancy, it's not impossible to add two sentences of oil and vinegar.

"Xianggong, I always feel uneasy, this dress doesn't look like me anymore." Qin Liuniang held the same lamp in her hand as Mu Wenran in her hand, looked at the sister and brother who were squatting on the ground, awkwardly reached out to look at her wide sleeves, sighed secretly in her heart, and quietly whispered to Mu Shanchuan sideways.

After Mu Wenran came back from the town this evening, she hurriedly stared at their family to get dressed up, she originally wanted to wear the old clothes on her body, but she was forced to change by Mu Wenran who pouted.

At this time, she wore a snow-white robe with a snow-white robe in a complicated embroidered eight-treasure streamer skirt, which was quite weighty on her body, and the pair of embroidered shoes on her feet were even more valuable.

Mu Shanchuan was wearing a good gray brocade robe, but he looked at it openly, hugged Qin Liuniang's shoulder, and comforted him softly. "What our daughter wants to do, let's cooperate, and my daughter is always right."

The distance between the few people was not far away, and Mu Wenran naturally heard his father's rough voice clearly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Her father's temperament is really good, both come and go, and the adaptability is very strong, although it looks wooden, but her brain turns quickly, but in some places she is bound by feudal etiquette rules, and she can't let go of herself.

Let him work as an idle worker in the countryside as a farmer, which is really condescending.

At the door of Lao Mu's house, Zhou held a candle, scolded and scolded in the innermost, and glanced into the distance from time to time, and there were intermittent sounds of bowls and chopsticks colliding and Mu Daniu drinking in the room behind him.

These few people don't care about people, and when the second family is impatient, they let her come out to guard, eat first, and when Mu Wenran's family comes, they will gather the vegetables and pull the chops together, and it will be regarded as a meal.

"How do you cook so many dishes? Even if the second family comes, there is no need to be so extravagant. Mu Shanhe frowned and whispered, but Jin Silian gave him a blank look and glanced outside the door.

She raised her chopsticks and put a large chopstick dish into his bowl. "Talk less and eat more, just leave them some soup."

"Eh, don't patronize and eat, do you remember what I told you before?" Mu Xing'er pulled Mu Chunyu's hair with some dissatisfaction, and Mu Chunyu, who was in pain, frowned again and again.

"It's all done, don't eat this meal wrong, if you eat it wrong, don't look for me if you turn around and have diarrhea." After Mu Chunyu finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows, glanced at Mu Xing'er, and wiped the sobs that flowed out from the cheerful eating, and stretched out his hand to wipe the position reserved for the family in the second room, and the disgusting Mu Xing'er moved straight to the side.

"Xing'er, don't be afraid, the second family Mu Wenran is a little stubborn, but her father and mother are the most filial people, your mother must have the means to take them, if you dye Mu Wen's hair, it will be difficult for you to go to her father and mother, and it will be successful!" Jin Silian swallowed the last bite of food in her mouth and mentioned Mu Xing'er with a smug face.

A few people here were discussing how to deal with Mu Wenran's family, and suddenly, Zhou, who was guarding outside, finally heard the footsteps from far and near, Zhou hurriedly raised the candle and looked at it, first stunned, and then the sour words couldn't help but shout out from her mouth. "Yo, come and see, which big family has come to our country to beg for food in this pig shed."

"You!" Mu Ziyan blushed from the humiliation, but he was worried about Mu Wenran's instructions in his heart, and he only jumped and measured it several times, as if he no longer knew the house that he had spent more than ten years.

For a long time, the corners of her mouth hooked up an extremely sarcastic smile, like admiration from the heart. "Your pigsty is really chic, it really looks like a place for people to live, I have seen it shortly, don't you come to see the freshness?"

"You!" Zhou's hair exploded instantly, and he wanted to throw the candlestick at Mu Wenran's body, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was a little reluctant to retract his hand, and his yin owl eyes looked directly at Mu Wenran, eager to stare at a hole in her face. "That's how you treat your elders? Don't forget that you call me milk too! ”

The smile gradually receded from Mu Wenran's face, and she looked at Zhou calmly, her voice was not loud, but she was extremely upset. "What kind of grandma are you?"