An Jiaqi said that I look quite like her mother and my aunt.

After hearing this, I turned around and looked carefully at my aunt's portrait.

My aunt, who had kind eyebrows and eyes, was smiling at me, and the mole at the corner of her mouth, next to the dimples, perfectly outlined the contours of her soft face.

There are many wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but they don't affect her beauty at all.

On the contrary, it added a little bit of calmness and atmosphere to her.

In my mind, a picture subconsciously appeared, that is, when my aunt and grandmother eloped with the young scholar, how heart-wrenching the scene was.

As soon as the picture turned, my aunt and grandmother were so resolute when they decided to leave the scholar.

Such a beautiful woman is rare in the century.

At this moment, my cousin actually said that I hung a portrait with my aunt and grandmother.

I had a feeling that she must have had something wrong with her eyes.

My Tang Xiaofan looks like a crooked melon and cracked dates, and I am also afraid to do things, how can I compare with my aunt and grandmother?

Seeing that this woman raised her eyebrows and stared at her mean face, what she said just now, if she was not teasing me, she was mocking me, there is absolutely no third possibility.

After hearing the woman laugh for a moment, she continued: "The way you just looked at me was exactly the same as my mother, and she likes to look at me like this. ”

I said, "Isn't that how people look?" What's the difference? ”

"Of course there are differences." The woman said: "When my mother looks at me, just like you, she stares at people's eyes and can see through me at a glance, in short, I can't hide any secrets in my head." ”

Speaking of this, An Jiaqi lowered her chin.

She looked up at me, and the look made me suddenly uncomfortable.

So, I looked left and right, and then he smiled:

"Cousin, I'm not as good as my aunt and grandmother, I'm a notoriously blind person, and sometimes when I look in the mirror, I can't even recognize myself."

Listening to my words, An Jiaqi's expression flashed slightly, and she turned back to Steward Hu and said:

"Lao Hu, have you arranged a place for her to live?"

Steward Hu stepped forward: "She, like the young nephew, also lives in the West Chamber, what do you think, eldest lady?" ”

An Jiaqi waved his hand: "Then go and arrange it." ”

With that, she turned to leave.

glanced at his nephew Xiao Anning, the child was being held by Shen Mengru, looking at him with wide eyes.

An Jiaqi stretched out his hand to the child: "Come to Anning, let me hug ......"

As he spoke, the child ducked sideways, and his little head shook to the side, not wanting to look at her at all. An Jiaqi was slightly unhappy, she stared at Shen Mengru:

"Didn't I tell you, this is the mourning hall, it's okay to bring the child here. She's still so young, and my mother hasn't been buried yet, so what's wrong with letting the child get bad luck! ”

An Jiaqi's words are very strong, it seems that in this family, she should have the absolute right to speak.

In the face of the reprimands of the elders, Shen Mengru did not mention that she refuted herself.

She just held the child and lowered her head, still no matter what An Jiaqi said, she was always silent.

After An Jiaqi finished speaking, Shen Mengru replied: "If it's okay, then I'll go down first." ”

An Jiaqi snorted, her expression still very serious.

Shen Mengru turned around and left, while An Jiaqi kept staring at her back, the corners of her mouth moved a few times, and the expression on her face was a little unpredictable.

I didn't speak, just glanced at Tang Muzhou next to me.

He winked at me and looked weird.

At this time, An Jiaqi looked at me: "Xiaofan, you have been tired all the way, let Steward Hu take you to the guest room, then go and rest first." ”

I nodded yes.

Anjia actually smiled at me and Tang Muzhou again, and after saying polite words, she left.

I looked at her back, although she was dressed in plain clothes, I always felt that she was like a poisonous snake hidden in the mountains, full of brilliance and smoothness.

When I look at it, I feel my heart tremble.

Steward Hu took us to the guest room on the west side of the room, and before leaving, he specially told me that I would look for him if I needed anything, and then left.

After walking around the house, I found that the environment here is really very nice.

The furniture is all Chinese mahogany.

Moreover, this kind of mahogany is not the ordinary Vietnamese mahogany that we see in the market.

This kind of mahogany, there is no trace of lacquer, but there is a bright color in the middle, that kind of gloss, you can see the figure, this kind of color belongs to the best sour branch mahogany, and it is definitely not something that the average small rich family can afford.

I remember very well that there was once a customer at the chicken offal noodle shop.

The man was an antique dealer, he was a northerner, and for a while he was particularly fond of coming to our shop to eat noodles.

This man eats noodles at my house, and his request is very strange.

For example, the cooked oil and spicy seeds in the soup base, he only needs the chili pepper and does not need red oil. As for the chicken whistle, he only needs red oil and no meat whistle.

For more than a month, he came every day, and such a strange request was indeed rare. My dad only cares about business and never asks much, after all, everyone has their own way of eating.

Until one night, after eating a big bowl of noodles, he waved at me, who was playing on the side.

"Come here, give you something!"

I was jumping a rubber band, and when I stopped, I just looked at him and didn't walk towards him right away.

Seeing that I was motionless, he smiled and took off a string of red beads on the phone cover, and greeted me again:

"Kid, come here...... ＂

One glance at my dad, he was still scooping noodles in front of the stove. On summer nights, he was sweating profusely and soaking wet.

I looked at the man again, and the beads in his hand were ruddy in the dim light.

At this moment, an old man who was eating noodles next to him suddenly took over the string of beads: "This is a red sour branch wood bead, this is a good thing, it is not easy to find this thing now...... ＂

Seeing that the beads were "cut off", the man's face was a little unhappy, he wanted to get his things back, but the old man crooked his hand and did not intend to return the thing to him.

Now the man is in a hurry.

The old man stared at the bead for a long time before he said to the man: "This noodle seller has run away, just this one daughter, if you kidnap him, his sky will fall." You can just let her go......"

When the man heard this, he took the bead and left, and from that day on, he never came again.

Later, when I watched the wanted notice on the TV news, I realized that it was a trafficker who had been eating noodles at my house.

I also have palpitations when I think about it, and I was almost abducted at that time.

My dad also saw the news, and then he handed me his bag: "Okay, go to school......