The grandmother's face was happy, and after she left, Grandma Lin hurriedly said, "Madam, won't investigate the matter of this oil oil?" Miss Vera is almost—"

Mrs. Yan glanced at her: "You must know that this is the Taishi Mansion, who can have the ability to make people die silently?" ”

Grandma Lin showed a shocked look: "You mean that the old lady has made a move?" ”

"I conclude that so, this can only be a muddy account, and I can't check it. That Grandma Chen has the smell of fire oil on her body, whether she is a murderer or not, it is her. Mrs. Yan made the final decision.

"It's her yard, who can she be if this sin isn't her? Tell her to copy the "Jizo Bodhisattva Honyuan Sutra" and the "Heart Sutra" a hundred times. Yan Bohe walked over from the back hall, holding two scriptures in his hand, and threw them into Mrs. Yan's hand.

Mrs. Yan pointed to the two scriptures with her chin: "Send them to the third lady." ”

Yan Bohe was slightly stunned: "Madam, why did you agree so happily today?" I thought you were going to speak for that rebel girl. He sat down next to Mrs. Yan.

Grandma Lin went to deliver the scriptures to Yan Zhenzhen, and Mrs. Yan had to get up and pour him tea: "I'm not black and white. ”

"It's still a lady's general knowledge." Yan Bohe praised him, he picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then put the teacup in disgust: "Why is it cold?" Forget it, don't drink it. ”

"It's already summer, so of course you have to drink herbal tea in season." Mrs. Yan took the teacup and poured another cup for Yan Bohe: "Did you get any news about the tea with your Dingguo Gong last time?" ”

"It's okay if you don't mention it, I'll be angry when I mention it, Dingguo Gong's house-" Yan Bohe stopped talking, thinking that the matter was done and then telling his wife, he said again: "That's it, don't talk about him, I'll go to General Shen and An Lehou to have tea later, last time Zhen Zhen's dog called Mrs. An so ugly, I can't ease up with him?" I asked General Shen to make peace, but that guy was hateful, and he deceived me into a lot of good wine before he was willing to make peace. ”

"When you get together, you have to drink, and you drink less, your body is important." When Mrs. Yan said this, Yan Bohe had already put down the teacup and walked out.

Mrs. Yan poured herself a cup of herbal tea and tasted it slowly......

Grandma Lin handed the two scriptures to Chunyun: "Third Miss, this is the order of the eldest master, copy the scriptures a hundred times!" ”

Yan Zhenzhen, who originally wanted to catch up on sleep, sat up suddenly: "My cheap father, what kind of joke is he kidding?" ”

The scriptures are often thousands of words, tens of thousands of words, a book is copied a hundred times, and the two books add up to about two million words.

"Third Miss, you can copy it with peace of mind, and you should practice calligraphy." Grandma Lin looked at the two scriptures in Chunyun's hand: "The whole text of the Heart Sutra is 268 words. The number of words in the "Jizo Sutra" is more, more than 17,000 words. ”

Chunyun pinched the two scriptures with obvious thickness, and immediately said loudly to Grandma Lin: "Grandma Lin, Miss will practice calligraphy well, thank you, Grandma." ”

Seeing that Chunyun had already come to her senses, Grandma Lin smiled and retired.

"Chunyun, copy the two books a hundred times each, and your young lady can become a monk directly, you agree quickly." Yan Zhenzhen lay down again, and waved her hand weakly: "I'll start copying tomorrow, I really don't want to move today." ”

Chunyun walked out of the door, looked around, and saw that there was no one nearby, she returned to Yan Zhenzhen's side, and whispered, "Miss, look-"

Chunyun took the two scriptures to Yan Zhenzhen and opened them to her: "Both are "Heart Sutra", a total of 536 words, anyway, no one in the house knows Miss's words, and the slave will copy it for you." ”

"Is it your young lady who practices calligraphy, or do you practice calligraphy?" Yan Zhenzhen was helpless, so she could only get up again: "You go to prepare paper, ink, pen and inkstone, I'll copy it, I can't sleep anyway." ”

"Okay, the slave will go and find it." Chunyun agreed, walked out of the door, and shouted at the door: "Second Miss An." ”

"What are you three young ladies doing to be unsightly? Do you want to ventilate the news? Yan Jiajia took Cuizhu and Qing Yu to squeeze out of the spring clouds and broke in.

Seeing Yan Zhenzhen holding two books.

Yan Jiajia took one directly, turned a few pages, and threw it back to Yan Zhenzhen with a disgusted face: "Yo, it turns out that it is true that I was punished by my father for copying books, a hundred times, do you want my sister to help you share some of it?" ”

"Dad wants me to cultivate myself and practice calligraphy, how can I share this kind of thing?" Yan Zhenzhen put aside the two books of Buddhism: "You have a new big girl? ”

Yan Jiajia sat down on the chair, and turned the bracelet on her wrist with one hand, which was the one that Yan Zhenzhen gave her at the poetry meeting: "I mentioned Qingyu, there is no way, Qingzhu is not angry, what is it not good to do?" I went to your yard to steal the dog, and now who in the house doesn't know that you treat Erhuang as an eyeball. As she spoke, her voice changed: "Qingzhu's mother threw water into the water, and her mother left her behind, do you know?" ”

Yan Zhenzhen was originally watching Yan Jiajia spin the bracelet and play, but after listening to Yan Jiajia's words, she was taken aback.

How did someone who was fine last night throw himself into the water after a few hours?

This was said by Yan Jiajia, and Yan Zhenzhen didn't think it was true.

Besides, Yan Jiajia's intestines have nine bends and eighty-one bends, and she can't believe it.

I'm afraid that I will be caught by Yan Jiajia if I am not careful.

It's just that Qingzhu and her mother, Grandma Chen, looked at Yan Jiajia suspiciously: "Why is she so good?" The mother gave them two pieces of silver, and gave them the deed paper, and if they took it out, they would be free people, isn't it a good thing? Really threw water? Or are you teasing me again? ”

"How can I have the time to tease you? The fourth sister is good friends with Yao Yufang, the lady of Dingguo Mansion, and she invited our five sisters and several sisters of her family to have a small gathering in Juxianglou in the next post, but she didn't think that you would be punished for copying books. Yan Jiajia stared at Yan Zhenzhen with an eye that didn't know the hearts of good people: "The dog bites Lu Dongbin." ”

"Actually, you want to go out with Yao Qingyun, that weak waste, right? Take us as a raft? It's a pity, see it? Yan Zhenzhen picked up the two Buddhist scriptures and shook them: "Copy each one hundred times, your purpose will not succeed." ”

"I can't read all the words, isn't it your four girls who copy books to help you?" Yan Jiajia stopped fiddling with the bracelet, and looked at Yan Zhenzhen's eyes full of disgust and calculation: "That's it, you can copy the book well!" lest as soon as you go out, others will poke and poke at your backbone, and I will be the one who will be disgraced. ”

"Walk slowly, don't send it!" Yan Zhenzhen pointed to the door.

"I don't know what to do!" Yan Jiajia got up and went out, dropped a sentence, and finally walked out and turned back to Yan Zhenzhen and smiled: "I heard that Grandma Chen's body smelled of fire oil, and there is already evidence that she set fire to your yard last night, you say, my mother left Qingzhu in the house again, isn't it interesting?" ”

Yan Jiajia giggled and left.

A string of silver bells seemed to fade away.

Chunyun came back with the four treasures of the study: "Miss, the slave really doesn't understand why the second lady specially told you that Qingzhu stayed in the mansion." ”