Seeing the 'flower' Jiu Yingying saluting, the 'flower' old lady's hand rubbing the Buddha beads paused, and then her drooping eyelids lifted, and the loving smile on the corner of her mouth froze when she saw the blood on her forehead, "What's wrong with the forehead of the nine girls?" How is it so serious? ”

As soon as these words fell, the room became quieter, and the 'flower' lowered her head, wringed the handkerchief in her hand, her expression was weak with a hint of unease, biting the "lip" and "meat" of the pink cherry blossom "color" just without saying a word.

"Eldest sister, it's so rude, what is grandmother asking you? How can you not answer truthfully, how can you have the grace of everyone who is wronged. Before everyone could speak, 'Hua' Zhi couldn't help it at first, her eyebrows were raised, the pear vortex was shallow, and the corners of her mouth were pouted with vague contempt.

The handkerchief embroidered with green bamboo was almost twisted into a ball, 'flower' Jiu tightened his palm and let go, secretly took a deep breath, collected all his emotions, and then raised his eyes to look at 'Hua' Zhi, and said very delicately, "The second sister misunderstood, I will be guilty, I feel that I am not filial, yesterday when I listened to my mother's teachings, I was too stupid to understand my mother's painstaking work, and I bumped into my head with my mother's anger, this morning, I knew that my mother was probably on my grandmother's side, so I rushed to ask my mother for forgiveness." ”

As he spoke, 'Hua' nine steps on the side, bent down to the eldest lady Yang and saluted, "Yesterday offended my mother, and I asked my mother not to worry about 'daughter'." ”

The teacup of Yuezhou porcelain rested lightly, making a crisp collision sound, and Yang straightened his fingers, looking back and forth at his nails painted with 'Yan' red Kodan.

'Hua' Jiu's body shook for a while, her face became more and more pale, and before Yang said anything, she kept bending her knees, and even pushed away Mama Su, who was going to help her.

"Okay, Nine Girls, your mother is not such a stingy person, come and let me take a look," the old lady of 'Hua' held the Buddha beads on her wrist and beckoned to 'Hua' Jiu.

"Yes, grandmother." 'Hua' Jiu replied obediently, stood on the couch in a few steps, and sat down opposite 'Hua' Zhi.

"Ouch, my poor girl, the wound is so deep, how can it be broken in appearance?" The old lady's slightly calloused hand held the 'flower' nine small faces, her eyebrows and eyes were loving, and she was really amiable.

'Hua' Jiuyin and the hand on his side quietly twisted on the big 'thigh', his apricot eyes instantly turned red, and his snort worsened, so pitiful, "As long as my mother doesn't get angry with me anymore, this little injury from my granddaughter will soon be healed." ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Yang raised her head suddenly, her expression was uncertain, and even the third lady on the side felt that today's 'Hua' Jiu was not the same as usual, but what was the difference, and she couldn't say it.

But the 'flower' Zhi who was sitting next to her said in a hurry, "Eldest sister, how can the mother and 'daughter' have any overnight feuds, you have too much heart, and there are still three months before the marriage period, the eldest sister still recuperates from the injury with peace of mind, lest outsiders say that the bride is broken, look at the jokes of our 'flower' mansion." ”

"What your sister said is, I didn't pay attention to what happened yesterday, as a mother, she was born to be a 'daughter' and 'worry' about her life, and the nine girls are still at ease to recuperate from their injuries." Yang's leisurely voice came, without a trace of emotion.

The eyelids are half-drooping, the thick and dense long eyelashes 'hair' flutter a few times like butterfly wings, and the 'lips' are slightly pursed, which hides all the depth.

"Hearing my mother say this, the 'daughter' is relieved." She heard her own obedient reply, the black 'colored' lava churning through her chest, and her cold eyes and hatred whistling like a resentful spirit.

"I've got a good 'podicated' ointment, I'll take some back." The old lady patted the back of the hand of the flower, and leaned on the cushion with a peaceful smile.

In her previous life, she knew that in the eyes of the old lady, only the interests of the 'flower' family were the most important, and in the case of the interests that could be guaranteed, the proper cultivation of blood and family affection was the icing on the cake.

For 'flower' nine, the old lady has such an attitude.