Chapter 3: The Future
After cleaning up, the villagers who were originally crowded in the house have already left.
Only then did Lin pull Yi Jiaren to sit beside him and ask carefully.
"Where have you been these months? Why do you wear a Hufu when you come back today? In Lin's cognition, the clothes worn by Yi Jiaren belong to fancy clothes, which are worn by Hu people.
"This..."Yi Jiaren didn't know how to answer, if it was said that it was crossed over, it would definitely scare her.
"Mother, don't ask, I don't remember anything before, I was already under the bridge when I woke up." Yi Jiaren raised his hands to support his head, pretending to have a headache.
I can't explain this thing, so I can only fool it around like this.
"Okay, I won't ask, it will save our beauty a headache."
She doesn't care what happened to her daughter before, it only matters now that she is back.
It's just that at the beginning of the year, Ning Anxiao's family sent a letter saying that they would marry their two children within this year, and after their daughter disappeared, they sent a letter saying that they wanted to withdraw from this family business, and now that their daughter is back, I don't know if this family matter has been done.
It happened that in three months, my son was going to Ning'an to study for the exam, so I only asked him to go to Xiao's house to ask.
"Did you come back from the wind?" Lin asked Yi Ming, who was killing chickens and fish.
Yi Ming looked up at the gate of the courtyard and saw that his son had already stepped in with one foot: "I'm back, I'm walking home." ”
Today, Yi Linfeng heard that his sister Yi Zhihua was back in the academy and wanted to come back to take a look, but Mr. Chen was giving them a lecture on "Zhou Li", and none of the six students in the academy were released.
finally managed to get out of school, and he came back in a hurry.
Before he entered the door, he hurriedly shouted: "Huahua, Yi Zhihua, are you really back?" ”
Along with this beaming voice, there was a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, he was Yi Jiaren's brother Yi Linfeng.
"I'm not called Yi Zhihua, I'm called Yi Jiaren." Yi Jiaren looked at the handsome brother in front of him with a straight face, and he didn't give him a good face when they met for the first time.
The name Yi Zhihua is really unbearable.
"You... What's wrong with you? I've always been called that to you. "Yi Linfeng is a little confused.
"It was before, and now it is now."
"Oh."
Yi Linfeng has always been the first sister in everything, and whatever the sister says is what it is.
Let the two brothers and sisters sit and chat, and Lin went to prepare dinner.
For such a long time, the family has always been gloomy and miserable, and today is happy, Yi Ming and his son drank some wine and danced their swords in the courtyard by the moonlight.
"Mother, my brother is so powerful, he can also dance a sword." Yi Jiaren leaned on Lin's shoulder and exclaimed.
"Not only your brother, your father is also very powerful, he was a hero who followed Captain Xiao to fight in all directions." Lin also praised his old father-in-law.
"Then how did he fall now... Oh, how did you come here to live in seclusion? "Yi Jiaren wants to know something about herself, about this family.
Touching her head, Lin pulled her to sit on the steps in front of the door. The past is still vague, and Lin is also happy to tell her the story of the year.
Yi Jiaren was fascinated by what she heard, but she didn't expect her father and mother to have such a romantic and tortuous past.
But when she heard that she had a marriage contract with someone she had never met, she couldn't help but ask a few more questions.
"What kind of person is that?"
Lin smiled: "It's a personable young man." ”
"I'm not asking about looks, I'm asking about character." It would be better if the character is valuable and handsome.
This, Lin is not easy to say, three years ago, when Xiao Yuwen came from home on a blind date, he was a cynical ruffian, and he almost made his daughter unable to get off the stage in public, but fortunately, Yi Jiaren didn't remember it.
"He is unruly and uninhibited." Lin's evaluation of Xiao Yuwen is more pertinent.
If it weren't for her master and the Xiao family who had always insisted on this family business, she really couldn't look down on Xiao Yuwen's lazy appearance, and I don't know if he has changed a little after a few years.
Her daughter has been reborn and looks like the moon, and she is no longer the black and thin little monkey she was back then.
After listening to Lin's evaluation, Yi Jiaren disdained, what is uninhibited and uninhibited, isn't that a typical image of a gentleman.
She suddenly felt a little disgusted with Xiao Yuwen, who had never met before.
Since the Xiao family came on a blind date three years ago, Yi Ming and the Lin family have not let the two children go up the mountain to collect medicine anymore, they have savings, and they are not short of the money they have to sell medicine.
After staying at home for a few days, Yi Jiaren had nothing to do, and looked inside and outside the house and outside, and saw everything fresh.
"Beauty, you go to play with Cui Ping, in a few days ago, my husband will come to the house to give you a lecture, and you won't have a chance to play."
After a few days of recuperation, Lin wanted her to go out to breathe.
"What's the lecture?" As soon as I listened to the lecture, Yi Jiaren had a headache.
"I gave my husband a year's worth of silver before, and now that you're back, you're naturally going to come and continue the lecture."
"Hmm..."Yi Jiaren agreed, her tone full of helplessness.
I thought I would be liberated when I crossed over, and I didn't have to go to class anymore, but I didn't expect that I was happy too early.
sent Yi Jiaren to Cui Ping's house, and the Lin family went back.
Cui Ping was doing embroidery work in the room to subsidize the family, so she let a stool sit for her, and the two chatted.
"You're embroidering with Gillian, aren't you? It's so beautiful. ”
Cuiping's embroidery is average, but for Yi Jiaren, who has never held a needle, it can be seen at a glance what is embroidered, which is considered to be the pinnacle.
"Hmm." Cui Ping nodded.
"I envy you that you don't have to go to school."
Cui Ping raised her head and smiled: "I have nothing to envy, you are so eye-catching, you will marry to the Taiwei Mansion as a young lady in the future, and the husband is so handsome." ”
"Have you seen him?"
"Yes, he came to your house three years ago to propose, we have all seen it, and he brought a very beautiful box as a dowry, but it contained a whip."
Speaking of whips, Cui Ping smiled again: "Your future mother-in-law will give you a whip as a dowry, and she will let you be in charge of your husband in the future." ”
"Hmm..."Yi Jiaren didn't answer this.
She never thought of marrying someone she hadn't met.
Yesterday I didn't have time to ask Lin some questions urgently, but today I asked Cui Ping all in one go, so that I could sort out all the old things about my predecessor, and when I saw that Cui Ping was going to make lunch, she also said goodbye.
There are hundreds of households in Daliu Village, and Yi Jia didn't find his way home after going around the village a few times, and stepped on the mud. She limped to the eaves of a house, and when she saw that the ground was dry, she sat down and took off her shoes and scraped the mud on them.
"Yi Zhihua, you actually took off your shoes and socks in front of the academy, what kind of body did you become." A loud voice shouted from behind.
Yi Jiaren was startled, and when she looked back, an old man in a gray robe was standing at the door, and the plaque above the door read the words "Guanmu Academy".
"The little girl unintentionally disturbed the holy land of the school, and please don't blame the old gentleman." Yi Jiaren hurriedly stood up and apologized.
This old Mr. Chen of the "Guanmu Academy" is very pedantic, and he can't see a woman who is not at home with her husband and children, and a needle girl is popular, and he shows his face everywhere.
"Hmph." Mr. Chen flicked his sleeves and was about to go in.
"Sir, you are slow."
Yi Jiaren felt the need to correct her name with him, and she hated it very much now when people called her Yi Zhihua.
"My surname is Yi, a beautiful woman, and a flower. You can call me Yi Jiaren. Yi Jiaren smiled.