When she came back from Qi's room, Suning'er was tired, so she took off her makeup and fell asleep on the bed.

When I woke up the next day, it was still early, and it had been sunny outside for nearly half a month, and there was a drizzle without warning, and there was a thick chill wrapped in the solemn atmosphere of autumn.

Hearing the movement in the house, Shuang'er took warm water to wash her face, found thicker clothes, and waited for her to freshen up and change, while saying something she had heard from the outer courtyard in the morning:

"Last night, the thirteenth uncle of the Lang family came into the house, and I heard that he was scolded by the second lady, and then he was placed in the south wing room with the Lang family, very close, Ah Diao and the little maids went to pack their luggage with the thirteenth uncle of the Lang family, and heard him complain a lot."

Hesitating, her action of arranging her clothes suddenly stopped, and she quietly looked at Suning'er, and her eyes were full of indignation:

"Lang Jialang scolded Yiniang in front of Ah Diao and them, and the morning food is going to go to the front yard to use, Yiniang saw Lang Jialang in the past, I'm afraid I can't avoid being scolded by him."

Suning'er pursed her lips casually, not taking this matter to heart, staring at the pure white arm on her wrist, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously hooked a sweet smile.

Thinking of his embarrassed appearance when he met him for the first time, he caught himself from the air, and he vomited the filth of his body, and he did not blame, but took care of himself intimately;

Thinking about the polo field, he was so strong that he asked himself to take the top of the white fight, obviously with some thoughts, but he didn't admit it;

Thinking about the look on his face when he was angry in front of Ye Youtong yesterday to protect himself, it made people feel cold and warm.

He also listened to the words from the bottom of his heart, although it would make people feel a little heavy, but he couldn't help but move himself closer to him in the same camp.

It's just that the past experience is there, and subconsciously I am constantly convincing myself that I must not fall into it again.

"Yiniang."

She was a little absent-minded, so she listened to Shuang'er's affectionate call in her ear.

Suning'er's body trembled slightly, and she raised her eyes to look at Shuang'er: "Oh, I'm listening." ”

In fact, she wasn't sure if she had missed anything in this trance.

This girl wanted to talk to herself about this matter, thinking that she was advised by the Qi family to explain that she should not quarrel with Uncle Thirteen again.

Sure enough, Shuang'er took the jade crow, shook her steps, and held her hairpin, while continuing to say to her: "The eldest lady said that Lang of the Lang family lost so much money, and almost annoyed the Duyu Marquis of Beiya, although he was taken back to the house, I am afraid that he will inevitably be blamed by the little lady in the second room, so let Yiniang take care more." ”

"Oh, my aunt already said this last night."

It seems that Qi still has some concerns in his heart.

Such caution is understandable.

Now that the second uncle is gone, the mother and daughter in the second room are notoriously spicy, and the thirteenth uncle of the Lang family, who was the predecessor, is not very friendly.

The Zhou family finally relented and allowed the thirteenth uncle of the Lang family to return home, if there was another mess and the thirteenth uncle of the Lang family was kicked out, then he would definitely be unable to accommodate him anymore.

Shuang'er sighed softly: "Hey, the second lady is really powerful, obviously she scolded Lang of the Lang family, but she said that Yiniang didn't care whether Ah Lang lived or died, and didn't let him enter the house, and said that it took a lot of words to persuade Yiniang." ”

"Oh, it seems to be the same", Suning'er pursed her lips bitterly.

Now that there is a marriage in Qingwangfu, Zhou's attitude towards her has changed greatly, and he did say some cruel things last night, and Lang Zhai is still listening to it, so as not to make the thirteenth uncle feel that he wants to leave him.

"Where is this", Shuang'er said indignantly: "If it weren't for Yiniang, I'm afraid that Lang Jialang wouldn't know what happened at the moment." ”

"Okay", Su Ning'er said a little impatiently: "Uncle Thirteen is an elder, and Hengzhi just asked him to scold a few words, it's not a big deal." ”

Saying this, although Shuang'er was helpless, she still forcibly calmed the anger in her heart.

Thinking that she was going to Li Guogong's house tomorrow to attend the meeting, she didn't have the heart to worry about these things at the moment, and it was only reasonable to pass early and settle everything.

Everything was cleaned up, Frost took an oil-paper umbrella, and the master and servant walked slowly towards the outer courtyard.

The autumn wind was swaying, rushing towards him, hitting people's faces, cold and cold, and a chill rose in Suning'er's heart.

This house is already cold, and she doesn't mean that everyone can treat her kindly, as long as she lives with harmony, everything is not a big deal.

Compared to those families with a group of wives and concubines, she even felt that she was lucky enough.

When I arrived outside the guest hall, I heard the voice of Qi and Lang 13 talking slowly:

"Brother and sister-in-law, don't protect the dead girl anymore, thirteen is not good, after all, it is her own uncle who has tendons, she is so ruthless to watch me be killed by that group of Hu people, I am still enthusiastic to find Langzi for her when she is in trouble, and now I cross the river and tear down the bridge, I am rich, and I don't put my elders in my eyes, it is really hateful."

"How can it be so serious as you say, Ning Er is naturally grateful to Xiaolang in her heart."

"Gratitude? She's so grateful? Lang 13 said indignantly: "I've heard that the Qujiang Poetry Society has thousands of silver coins rewarded by the saint alone, if she really pities me as an uncle, why bother the one in Boluan's room to redeem and say those unbearable words." ”

Qi said earnestly: "Isn't Xiaolang coming back safe and sound, why bother about this, now Ning'er and her uncle and aunt have relented and are ready to allow you to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, Xiaolang still has to be cautious, don't go out and cause trouble again, our Su family is at a critical juncture, everyone should be in harmony." ”

"Heh, I didn't think about recognizing my ancestors and returning to my ancestors, I was born in the Lang family and grew up in the Lang family, but I have been a pawn in your Su family for a few years, and no one remembers my goodness, and I was kicked out, and now I know that I am thinking about me, it's too late."

"Xiao Lang said these angry words, what do you do."

Suning'er listened to Lang Thirteen's indignant words, and also mustered up the courage to step in.

Her thin figure appeared in the hall, and she saw the eyes of the uncles and nephews of the Lang family all cast their eyes on her.

Although Lang Zhai still maintained the kindness of the past, his docile eyes seemed to hide some complaints, and he was less respectful.

Lang Thirteen, not to mention, saw Su Ning'er, simply turned his back and stopped talking.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became solemn.

Qi covered his mouth and coughed softly, and Suning'er looked over, but saw that she was making a strange look at herself.

Su Ning'er hurriedly walked up to Lang Thirteen and bowed tremblingly: "Thirteenth Uncle Qiu'an." ”