Chapter Seventy-One: Prayer
When Qing An heard this, she raised her eyebrows, she lowered her head and did not speak, and stood aside obediently.
The atmosphere was a little awkward at the moment, and Qing Yan and the old lady were also a little unhappy at the moment because they had just mentioned Qing Anzai's biological mother, and everyone fell silent.
"Daddy is concerned about the third sister and ignores me." Qing Buregret, who was ignored on the side, stepped forward, grabbed Qing Yan's sleeve and spoke.
Qing does not regret this move broke the silence, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, this Qing does not regret the important moment is clever.
"Silly girl, Dad naturally likes you." Qing Yan was obviously happy by Qing Buregret, he laughed twice, reached out and gently stroked Qing Buregret's hair, and whispered a few words.
Qing didn't regret being coaxed by Qing Yan like this, and her face was a lot happier, she looked at Qing Anzai who was standing not far away with some provocation, and the corners of her mouth were full of smug smiles.
"It's such a big person, and I still like to be coquettish with your father......" Murong Shi shook her head slightly when she saw Qing's unrepentant appearance, but she naturally recognized Qing's unrepentant actions.
"Okay, the outsiders are all going to be seated, you guys pack up and get ready." Old Madam Qing also recovered her expression at this moment, she looked at Qing Anzai twice, raised her eyebrows, and said to everyone.
Qing An breathed a sigh of relief at this time, she followed Qing Buli to put things in place, and then obediently gave the gift in her hand to Qing Yan.
Fortunately, there was no chaos at the banquet, and Qing An was relieved to see off the guests with everyone.
"Aunt Zheng's confinement is still good as usual, don't come out to find trouble if it's okay." After the old lady sent off the last guest with a smile, her face suddenly turned cold.
When Zheng Xinru heard this, she raised her eyebrows, she looked up at Mrs. Qing, her lips moved, and she didn't know what she wanted to say.
"I'm tired, let's all disperse." Old Madam Qing didn't give Zheng Xinru a chance to speak, she frowned, and led Murong Shi away.
Zheng Xinru was dismissed, and her face was not good-looking, she stomped her feet and led her subordinates away.
Qing An naturally said goodbye to everyone obediently, she rubbed her somewhat sore arm, and returned to her yard.
After Qing Yan's birthday, Mrs. Qing and Qing Yan didn't know what was wrong, but they actually cared more about her, and Qing An obviously felt her status and situation, and began to improve and improve.
However, although the outsiders were happy, she was still as calm as ever.
"Miss, this old man and old lady have finally seen you, so Aunt Zheng will not dare to bully us again!" Liuli Weiqing said when she set up the meal.
Qing Anzai shook her head, she frowned, and said: "Liuli, now that more and more people are staring at our Hanlian Academy, you must be cautious in what you do." ”
Qing Anzai naturally knew that Qing Yinglian and Aunt Zheng were afraid that they were not satisfied with themselves, so in addition to the daily morning and dusk provinces, she hardly went out of her own yard, she sat in her yard peacefully, read books every day, but lived in peace.
However, the Hanlian courtyard where she stayed was no longer as clean as before.
Qing An frowned as she looked at the nourishing chicken soup and all kinds of delicate snacks that the kitchen people brought her every day, she really didn't want to attract so much attention.
Qing Anzai didn't have much interest in sweets, so he gave two bites to Liuli and Xile.
Liuli was naturally happy, she held a piece of cake in one hand, and her eyes narrowed when she ate it.
Shen Yuechen looked at Liuli's appearance, and naturally felt a lot better.
In a blink of an eye, it was Qing An's mother's death day, Qing An thought about it, asked the old lady to intercede, and prepared to go to the temple to pray for his mother.
Although Mrs. Qing was dissatisfied with Qing Anzai's biological mother, after all, she was her former aunt in Qing Mansion, so naturally there was no reason to refute it, so she simply hesitated and agreed.
So early in the morning, before the sky outside was clear, Qing'an got up and told Liuli to help pack up and prepare to go to Ciyun Temple.
This time, according to custom, it is natural to stay for several days, so this thing naturally has to be prepared.
Old Madam Qing looked at Qing An's filial piety, naturally she had nothing to say, she thought about it, and on the first day, she ordered her subordinates to prepare the carriage in advance.
"Grandmother," Qing'an was packing up, naturally she was going to ask for peace, she always felt that her heart was not peaceful early this morning, so she was in a bad mood, "I went this time, I'm afraid I will stay for a few days, I can't wait in front of my grandmother's eyes, and I hope that my grandmother will pay more attention to her body." ”
Qing An also said this sincerely, and Mrs. Qing has taken great care of her in recent days.
Old Madam Qing looked at Qing An and nodded, but she didn't expect her to say this, so although the look on her face was happy, she still didn't say anything.
Qing Anzai didn't care about this, she hooked the corners of her lips and stood in the center of the hall, her body straight.
Seeing Qing An like this, Mrs. Qing sighed and said, "It's still early, why don't you have breakfast with me before leaving?" ”
Qing An nodded hurriedly, she stepped forward and sat down beside the old lady.
The old lady had already instructed the kitchen to prepare longevity noodles for Qing Anzai, this noodle was white and soft and slender, and the taste in the mouth was naturally very good, the old lady was afraid that Qing An would not be able to eat, so she also made an egg for her and put it in a bowl.
Because she was going to the temple to pray for her mother, Qing An was naturally not good at wearing brightly colored dresses, so she hesitated again and again, only wearing a light white dress, and her hair was pinned with a silver hairpin.
Mrs. Qing looked sideways at Qing An eating with her head down, and saw her plain and thin appearance, her heart suddenly became sour, and she also remembered that Qing An lost her mother since she was a child.
"This time, you must pay attention to safety, this silver will be given to you, you can add more incense money." Before leaving, Mrs. Qing couldn't bear it, she deliberately took Qing An's hand, explained a few words gently, and gave Qing An a purse.
Qing'an took it in a hurry, she frowned, this purse is heavy, this feel, to say the least, there must be twenty taels of silver.
Mrs. Qing rarely has such a generous attitude to everyone on weekdays, but it is rare to be so generous at this time, and Qing An naturally thanked her with a smile.
Mrs. Qing watched Qing An climb into the carriage, thought about it and said with a smile: "The snacks on the car were made by your mother, saying that she was afraid that you would be tired of traveling, and you could eat some on the way to fill your stomach." ”