Mother Liang retreated to the soft couch, and while massaging the old lady's legs, she said very calmly: "Su Xiaoniang praises falsely, these are all things that are within the part of the slave women. ”

Liang's mother's face is calm, and Su Xiaoniang has a kind of hot face and cold fart. The feeling of the stock, and the face showed a little embarrassment.

"Dai Ning is kneeling in the ancestral hall? Is it my son's return? The old lady still had a little excitement on her face, she was such a son, and she was worried about her heart and liver in her early years. Now that Sima Qu has not returned for a long time, how can she not be worried.

"Not really."

"Then who made Dai Ning kneel in the ancestral hall?"

The old lady knew that the Zhong family and the Su family had never dealt with each other, but at most it was a battle of words, or she would make trouble to her subordinates and slap each other's faces.

So, she didn't think about it that way.

"Woohoo! Today in the Buddha hall for the husband to pray for the blessing, the second sister's mother Wen ridiculed me, Dai Ning has always been filial, I can't get used to a subordinate pointing fingers at me, so I said two words to her. The second sister was indiscriminate, so she had to say that my Dai Ning didn't understand the number of family education etiquette, and forcibly dragged Dai Ning into the ancestral hall to punish her for kneeling and thinking. Is filial piety also wrong? Mother, you have to make the decision for Dai Ning! It's not a disaster for my wife and children, if the second sister really wants to slap me in the face, I don't have to say something wrong with a child, how can a child Dai Ning bear such a crime. ”

Su Xiaoniang said, and the pear blossoms brought rain again.

After these words, the old lady also heard it, she was blind, and quickly sorted out the reason, it turned out that she was moving her to be a shield.

As the saying goes: children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren. She has never been involved in these open and secret battles in Sima Qu's house, she wants to enjoy a few more days of family fun, but she doesn't want to be disturbed by these mundane things. Of course, Sima Guansheng's case is an exception.

As Su Xiaoniang said: Woe to your wife and children.

Sima Daining is just a child, and she is innocent when she is involved in the stormy waves between them.

"That's it, don't cry and cry, it's not a matter of the sky falling, you are also a mother, why are you still like her child, saying that the wind is the rain."

When Su Xiaoniang heard this, she immediately put away her sobbing, patted her ass, and said: "Mother is a person who has seen the world, and her daughter-in-law naturally does not have such a measure as her mother, which makes her mother smile." ”

"Liang Yuan, you just accompany Su Xiaoniang on a trip, no matter how much you toss, you can't bitter the child." The old lady's expression was calm and calm, as if she didn't take this matter to heart.

When Su Xiaoniang heard this, she burst into tears and said with a smile: "Thank you, mother, thank you mother for your kindness to Dai Ning, and my daughter-in-law will let Dai Ning do her filial piety to you in the future." ”

"That's it, if you have a heart, it's fine. Liang Kite, I am also tired, first help me to lie on the couch. ”

"Yes, old lady." Liang's mother hurriedly took the Bodhi Zi Buddha beads in the old lady's hand, and wanted to help the old lady to the bedroom.

Su Xiaoniang really knows how to distinguish appearance, and said urgently: "Mother, your daughter-in-law is here to serve you, and you will also let your daughter-in-law do her filial piety." ”

She and Liang's mother helped the old lady to lie down on the couch and settled the old lady, and Liang's mother accompanied the master and servant to the direction of the ancestral hall.

With the old lady's gold medal for avoiding death, how dare the subordinates guarding outside the ancestral hall obstruct it more, so they immediately gave way and asked Su Xiaoniang to rescue Sima Daining.

After tossing for so much in the middle of the night, the ancestor of the Sima family can be regarded as stopping. The ancestral hall returned to its former silence, the lights in each courtyard were extinguished one after another, and Sima's Mansion, which had been lively all day, finally quieted down.

The snow was ravouring, the goose-feather snow was still bustling, and the entire Sima Mansion was dressed in silver, and it seemed that there was no noise except for the sound of the wind howling by.

Two thin watchmen wearing cloaks and thin bodies made their way through the snow with heavy steps.

A man in his mid-thirties carries a lantern in his left hand and a gong in his right hand. Another older man, holding a gong in his hand, struck the gong a few times rhythmically.

Pulling his throat, he said: "Three watches! Sound the gong to notify, prevent thieves and burglars, close doors and windows. When the cold wave comes, turn off the lights and close the door, go to bed early and get up early, and exercise. ”

As soon as the words fell, the young man looked up at Sima Mansion with the lamp in front of him, and lamented impatiently: "Dad, you see how magnificent this Sima Mansion is, you said that it would be great if we could live in such a mansion in our lifetime." ”

The older man picked up the pole in his hand, patted his son's head twice, and said earnestly: "People have to live a down-to-earth life in this life, and it's useless to think about this step to the sky, you should hurry up and learn this knock, so that you can take this stick in my hand." Don't look at the magnificence on the outside of this house, you can't tell the inside of it...... Jin Yu is ruined on the outside, this kind of daily intrigue days, how can it be compared with our days of coarse tea and light rice and happiness, don't look higher than the sky, born in the blessing and do not know the blessing. ”

The old man's words are really reasonable. borrowed his mouth to tell the current situation in the deep courtyard of the mansion.

The son, with a suddenly enlightened look, nodded sensibly, and the two fathers and sons walked side by side, continuing to do this most ordinary thing in the snow.

The next day, the snow stopped, and a cold sun rose in the sky. The streets were covered with a thick layer of snow, and the whole land was covered in silver.

As the saying goes: snow does not turn snow cold.

Today's cold is far worse than yesterday's, and everyone closes their doors, for fear that they will freeze to death outside when they go out.

In Sima's Mansion, except for a few strong male servants who were clearing the snow on the walkway, the other maids and maids, girls and ladies were all crowded in the houses of their own children, rubbing a little soft.

Of course, Zhong Xiaoniang can't forget Sima Daining, who is still kneeling in the ancestral hall, and when she got up early in the morning, she sent Wen's mother to release people. The anger that should be out is also out, but she can't really make trouble, if she really wants to take the cheap life of Su Xiaoniang's mother and daughter, she won't be so stupid as to be so blatant. She thought to herself that Su Xiaoniang should also know how to prioritize, and she would no longer be respectful and inferior in front of her.

Mother Wen was ordered, braved the cold air, and went to the ancestral hall to do what Zhong Xiaoniang had explained.

When she came back from the ancestral hall and told her about last night, Zhong Xiaoniang was so angry that she kicked the charcoal stove in the house to the ground. Not to mention burning her dress, she almost set the house on fire.

Her uproar added a bit of a different kind of liveliness to the lifeless Sima Mansion.

She slapped the table and glared, scolding and scolding in her mouth, complaining that Su Xiaoniang didn't know what to do.

The maid stood in the room, and no one dared to squeak.

Fortunately, Sima Daiyuan came to say hello, so that the wind and waves were calm.

She is a loving mother in the eyes of Sima Daiyuan, and such a self-destructive image must not be shown in front of her daughter.

Standing in an open place and looking at it, it is really beautiful, but it is less vibrant. There is a bit of poignancy of "thousands of mountains and birds fly away, thousands of paths and people disappear, lonely boats, and lonely fishing in the cold river and snow".