After being stunned for a moment, Mrs. Chen's brows rose: "Sister An, how did you talk to your cousin, Wang Xiaoniang?" Why didn't you see her? ”

Mrs. Chen's eyes looked at Lin Yu'an's body from top to bottom, quite disdainful, her plain appearance, in such a golden nest of the Wang family, like a shabby person named Huazi, I am afraid that her life in the Wang family will not be easy!

Thinking of this, she was confident enough, and said to Mrs. Wang with a bit of flattery: "Sister An doesn't know how to be polite, I'm afraid that I will cause a lot of trouble to the old lady, and it will really insult the old lady's reputation!" I'll compensate you for my aunt and grandmother. ”

Mrs. Wang didn't answer, turned her head to Juan'er on the side and said, "Go and see if the goat milk soup made for Sister An is ready, and bring it over."

The Yu family and the Wei family pinched a cold sweat for Mrs. Chen, Lin Yu'an is in the heart of this old ancestor, that is the top of the heart, don't look at the old lady who doesn't show anything on weekdays, in fact, the old lady is baby!

Wei smiled and said: "The goat's milk cheese that your third uncle brought back last night, I know that you like it, so I will send it over today and put it in the pot with your grandmother, look how much your grandmother loves you, and still thinks about what you like to eat!"

After finishing speaking, he covered his mouth and smiled, and Yu Shi also laughed, and jokingly instructed Mother Qian: "No, go and invite our sister Yao and a few girls over, you can't let the old lady be ruthless!"

There was another burst of laughter in the room, and the anger in the heart of the amusing old lady Wang also dissipated a little, she beckoned to Lin Yu'an, and her voice was gentle: "Come, grandmother is here."

Su's mother brought an embroidered pier and put it next to Mrs. Wang, Lin Yu'an felt an inexplicable sourness in her heart, her eyes were full of water, and she responded in a low voice.

Mrs. Chen's mother and daughter were a little uneasy, and if Fang Xian realized that she had done something wrong, she looked at her mother like pins and needles.

Mrs. Chen's momentum was also completely discharged, and she shouted weakly: "Old lady."

The air in the room was stagnant, and everyone looked at her in unison.

Old Madam Wang picked up the pastel embossed porcelain pattern teacup, took a sip with an expressionless face, and then looked at Mrs. Chen: "Mrs. Chen, the girl in your family is really smart, I don't know if she has the true inheritance of your Mrs. Chen, or the true inheritance of the lord of the Fang family, or is this the inheritance of your ancestors?"

The imposing Chen mother and daughter, who have been in a high position for many years, couldn't say a word.

Mrs. Chen's face suddenly became hot, as if she had been slapped fiercely, and her lips trembled a little: "Why did the old lady say this?"

Fang Xianruo saw that her mother was unfaced, and she couldn't sit still, she reached out and pulled the sleeve of Mrs. Chen's shirt and whispered: "Mother, let's go, this is really ......"

Before she finished her words, Old Madam Wang had already shouted in a deep voice: "Send off!"

Chen's mother and daughter walked out of the hall with a disgraced face, and met Juan'er with goat's milk soup, Fang Xianruo glanced at the pomegranate pattern enamel porcelain cup, smelled a smell of mutton on the tip of her nose, and took a sip in front of her, Chen's heart skipped a beat, and she was busy pulling her out of Yiranju.

As soon as Lin Yu'an took the bowl, Wang Xuanyao came, as well as Wang Xuanwei and Wang Xuanrong sisters in the third room, the old lady asked several girls to put goat milk soup, only then did she sigh, but asked Yu: "Sister Rou'er's illness is still not progressing?"

When Yu heard Wang Xuanrou's name, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he glanced at Wang Xuanyao, who was hanging her head and eating goat's milk soup, and her tone was sad: "The doctor said, this disease can be raised like this first, and whether it can be cured depends on her creation."

When Mrs. Wang heard this, she sighed again, and when the girls ate the goat's milk soup, she sent them back, leaving only Yu and Wei to talk.

I think it should be to discuss Wang Xuanrui's matter.

Lin Yu'an returned to Xianyun Pavilion with mixed thoughts, her mind was messy, and there was a bit of joy after counterattacking, but what kept emerging was the appearance of her grandmother maintaining her.

Except for her mother, no one has ever defended her like this.

Thinking that his grandmother was already old, and he deliberately alienated her because of his mother's affairs, Lin Yu felt a little guilty in his peace of mind.

She snapped open the small window, letting the wind sweep the somewhat dull air out of the room.

He took out the sewing basket in the tall cabinet and went up to the big kang near the window.

Outside the window, a bolt of lightning struck the zenith, and there was a faint thunderclap.

Qiu Nu hurriedly walked in and closed the windows. The beaded curtain at the door swayed and collided with a crisp and pleasant sound.

"Girl, the light is not good, be careful not to hurt your eyes!"

Lin Yu'an nodded, Qiu Nu leaned over and glanced at a piece of royal blue back-patterned brocade that Lin Yu'an was drawing, seeing that this was not worn by the girl's family, but seemed to be worn by an elderly person.

Qiu Nu rolled his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled: "Girl, this is to make clothes for the old lady!"

The house is still warm, the autumn rain outside the house is bleak, the thunder is rolling, and after doing a while of needlework, Lin Yu'an feels cold under his feet, Qiu Nu went to get a brocade quilt and came over, in the afternoon, Hongying went to the kitchen to ask for a plate of hibiscus cake, and served Lin Yu'an to use it, and did not go out all day.

Wang Xuanrui was still locked up in the firewood room, the paper couldn't hold the fire, and the three ceremonies of the county lord's mansion went out without a word, and only a few words were passed out, true and false words were mixed together, and various versions of the rhyme of the merry boy and the girl from a good family spread loudly, and the gossip in the capital flew all over the sky.

The Wang family has not moved, the atmosphere of the Wang family is depressed, Lin Yu'an did a day of needlework in the house yesterday, and today he wanted to go out to breathe, so he went to ask Mrs. Wang for the grace of going out, Mrs. Wang heard that she was going to Doushuge, and told her to wear a hat.

It has been more than five months since the last time I came to Dou Shuge, the first Ji after the rain, the pine needles contain rain, Xu is too early, the door of the Dou Shu Pavilion in Linjiang can be full of birds, there is a child under the eaves who is bowing down to sweep the floor, the fragrance of osmanthus bursts in the nose, I don't know where the flowers are hidden.

Seeing withered yellow leaves everywhere, Lin Yu'an took a deep breath and smelled not only the fragrance of flowers, but also the smell of freedom. Hidden in the crowded Doushu Pavilion, a layer of quiet light shrouded in a layer of tranquility, which makes people relax.

The boy saw a girl wearing a white gauze hat walking on the carriage, and there were four men dressed as nurses standing next to the carriage, and the gray-clothed coachman was putting away the footstool.

The girl walked towards the Doushu Pavilion, and the girl in Tsing Yi on the side followed behind.

Isn't this the same little boy who snoozed in the library that day? Sensing Lin Yu'an's gaze, the little boy bowed to her, Lin Yu'an bowed to him in return, and then staggered up the steps.

Qiu Nu felt that such an atmosphere was very comfortable, and gently reminded Lin Yu'an to be careful with his feet.

Qiu Nu stood guard at the door, Lin Yu'an went up to the attic by himself, and the early morning sun shone through the rows of bookshelves with Korean paper pasted on the carved windows.

The last time I was in a hurry, I haven't carefully read the books here, she gently lifted the light veil in front of the hat, or new or old books lined up, looking at the past one by one, the first few rows of bookshelves are all scriptures and historical strategies, going back, there are atlases, travelogues and other books.

Walking among the bookshelves, a clump of southern bamboo outside the window was blown by the breeze, and the sunlight that came in was cut and scattered on the window lattice, and the girl's brocade-like smooth black hair.

The embroidered shoes stepped on the ground, making a slight squeaking sound, and Lin Yu'an felt as if there was a voice walking with the shadow, echoing his footsteps.

Turning around the row of bookshelves in front of him, he was confronted by a man who was in a wheelchair with deep eyes and almost collided with her.

His slender fingers are on the wheels, and the knuckles are distinct, which is very beautiful.

After a few moments of stunnedness, Lin Yu'an bent his knees slightly: "Yu Shizi."