Mengyu lay on the bed, and the warmth of the satin was transmitted, which did not bring her any sleepiness. Over and over again, I thought about everything that happened on the first day after crossing into this world and all the people I met. The second lady's hostility towards herself, her father's neglect of herself, her grandmother's pity for herself, and the stepmother's indiscriminate attitude. As long as he is not married, he will stay in this inner courtyard for a day, although there is still an old lady on top, but the one who is really in charge of the middle feed of the house is the amiable mother. I don't know how long she has been in the door, but has she given birth to her own flesh and blood? I don't know what kind of situation my mother is in her mother's house. Just think about it, the second young lady is already sixteen years old, and there must be a young master or young lady on it, I don't know how old it is. In this way, the father who has never met is at least thirty years old. Marrying a man who is more than ten years older than himself, or as a steproom, presumably his mother is at home, and he will not be such a favored young lady. Hey, in such a society, even if you are favored, in the end you are just a tool for marriage, and there are a few people who can really marry a good man.

After lying down for a long time and thinking about it for a long time, my head became more and more painful, and I felt even less sleepy. Rolled over and sat up, draped his coat over his body. Looking at the desk not far away from the bed, I decided to see what the original young lady did on weekdays.

The books on the shelves are neatly arranged, and the maids must clean them every day, and there is no dust on them. I took out a book that I had at hand, and it read: "Chronicles of the Lan Dynasty". The first half of the book is supposed to be read a lot, so there are obvious traces on the pages, and the second half is slightly newer. After turning a few pages, I found that the words on it were like ghost drawings, but after reading a word or a sentence, I could fully understand its meaning. It seems that the original dream language is literate, and we should really be glad that this ability has not disappeared with the memory, otherwise we will learn from scratch, not to say that it is difficult to understand, but I am afraid that as soon as I open my mouth, it will attract countless suspicions.

Female red should also be a must-learn skill for girls, not necessarily to learn to cut clothes, but at least to be able to embroider. Otherwise, how can there be so much room for development in the stories of so many talented and beautiful people who know people. Mengyu looked around the room, but didn't find any embroidered frames, not even the small embroidered baskets. Didn't she embroider before? It's really necessary to be sure.

He put down the "Chronicles of the Lan Dynasty" in his hand, walked to the blue and white porcelain vat next to the desk, and took out a scroll of calligraphy and paintings. When I opened it, a picture of an ancient lady appeared on it. The woman seemed to be twenty-five or six years old, standing in a cluster of flowers, smiling and bowing her head slightly, picking up a flower and bringing it to the tip of her nose, with a hibiscus hairpin on her head, and a butterfly beside it, as if she was distinguishing the authenticity of the hibiscus flower. Real people are more delicate than flowers. Looking carefully at the woman's eyebrows and eyes, it can be clearly seen that she is eight points similar to herself, but the age is not the same, otherwise you would really think that it was a self-portrait given to herself by the original dream language.

In the upper left corner of the portrait is written: "Give my sister a dream to remember my mother Lin Xuanyi's book." At this time, Mengyu was sure that this portrait was painted by her biological mother, and it was her brother who painted the portrait. It should be my brother, this move must be the work of my relatives. It turns out that she also has an older brother who loves her. It's just that where is my brother? Why didn't you even seem to visit yourself? Is it just because it's inconvenient?

While Mengyu was still admiring the painting, someone had already whispered outside the door and asked, "Is Miss Xiao awake?" Another maid guarding the door replied, "I must have woken up, and I heard a sound, but the young lady did not summon anyone in to serve." There was a knock on the door, and then, there was Xing'er's voice: "Miss, are you up?" It's almost time. ”

"Come in." Mengyu put down the painting in her hand and spread it out on the desk. Apricot took it and rolled it up. "Since the eldest young master went to the army, it has been a long time since the young master took out this painting. The young lady must miss the young master, and it is almost the day when the eldest young master returns. ”

"My brother must have lost weight and darkened. I don't know if he thinks of him as much as I do now. Mengyu stood aside and cooperated to continue the conversation. Then he changed the topic and said: "Send some snacks, I'll use some, I eat too little at noon, although I don't have an appetite, but let's eat some." Xing'er replied yes, then turned around and went down to tell the little maid. It didn't take long for Tao'er to lead a few maids to bring snacks. A pot of appetizing hawthorn tea with a few plates of delicate dim sum. Mengyu thought to herself, if you don't go through me, where will I have such a good day, and then I happily eat it. I don't know if I'm really hungry, or if the hawthorn tea has a significant appetizing effect, but I used a lot. After drinking hot tea, even the headache was relieved a little.

After finishing the snacks, a few girls came up to serve and clean their hands. Zhao Tian's family was already waiting to comb his hair. Xing'er helped Mengyu to say in front of the dresser, and this time Zhao Tian's family combed a hibiscus bun again. Mengyu said to Tao'er: "Go and shake the steps of the wife's reward." Tao'er took out the key and opened the lock, and carefully handed the step to Zhao Tian's family.

After dressing up, put on a cloak and take Apricot, Peach and the two little maids to the old lady's Xile Residence.

I didn't have a seat this time, but I've been there anyway, and it's very close. The sun had set, and lanterns had been hung around the eaves. The two little girls in front of Mengyu were also holding palace lamps in their hands, carefully watching their young lady's feet.

This time, the old lady was not notified to come over, so the little maid at the door was very surprised when she saw Mengyu. Presumably, the third lady, who was not in good health in the past, rarely came to Xile House, even if she came to ask for peace, she would not come twice a day. The little girl is blessed and asks for peace: "Please say hello to the third lady." Then he reached out and tied the curtain for Mengyu.

This time, only the old lady and the lady were in the house, and Mengyu blessed herself in turn. Mrs. had already stood up, took Mengyu's hand and said with a slight reproach: "Why don't you lie down more in the house, look at your little hands are cold." Mengyu replied with a smile: "I was in a panic in the house, so I wanted to come and serve my grandmother and mother for dinner." The lady turned back to the old lady and complained, "Look at this girl's filial piety, it is true that I am serving your grandmother for dinner, but I just accidentally leaned on my mother's light here." The old lady smiled: "No, no, this girl is a solid one." Come on, come and sit. Then he said to the peony who was waiting next to him, "Go and tell the small kitchen to make a few more things that Mrs. and Miss San like to serve." ”

It didn't take long for the food to be served, and after a while, the old lady pulled her to sit down and use it together.

After the meal, the maids served tea, and Mengyu sat on the little hand of his wife. The three of them laughed and talked.

Suddenly, the second lady Mengqi walked out of the door. didn't ask his wife for peace, so he threw himself into the old lady's arms and was coquettish. said: "I went to look for the third sister, but I heard about my grandmother. I deliberately ran to see if my grandmother wanted to favor my sister and reward her for delicious food, but not for me. The old lady patted the second lady on the head: "You girl, you know how to eat." The second lady got up and said to the old lady, "The old lady will lend the third sister to me, I want to go to her room to borrow a book." When the old lady heard this, she said to Mengyu: "Go, it's boring to accompany my wife, let's go to your room with your second sister to talk." ”

Mengyu didn't want to deal with this so-called second sister at all, but she was still blessed and withdrew with her.

Not long after she went out, the second lady Mengqi started again: "My sister went to the old lady's place today, what's the matter, is it to inquire about your husband who came to withdraw from the marriage?" Giggled...... "As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter. The fire that Mengyu finally suppressed came out again, "You ......" but as soon as he said a word, his eyes suddenly turned black, he couldn't stand steadily, and he fell.

Xing'er and Tao'er were shocked, and regardless of the second lady who was still stunned next to them, they ordered a little girl to tell the old woman, and the other to pass the old lady's yard to the mother-in-law's sedan chair.