"What the third lady entrusted can also guess below. Danqing's skills, Cui is just a waste of fame, and it will be better for Miss to fight for the grace of the rain and dew on the saint. Even if Cui helped Miss for a while, if she wants to be favored for a long time, it is not a picture scroll, and Miss still has to run it herself. In the next talent, it is concluded that the young lady has a peerless appearance, and she does not need to be colored, but she can also stand out. The painter said.

The allusions of Mao Yanshou are not only in the Han and Tang Dynasties, but also in our dynasty. The painter has long been accustomed to the matter of bribery, so he only thinks that Aunt Lin wants to buy herself and make another article on Miss Wanying's Danqing. to be favored.

"Sir misunderstood the meaning of the slave family, and the slave family did not mean this. On the contrary, if Mr. is willing to emulate the allusions of Mao Yanshou and Zhaojun in the Han Dynasty, the slave family is really grateful. ”

The painter suddenly raised his head and looked at Aunt Lin, with an inexplicable and incomprehensible look, and Aunt Lin understood.

"There is a mother in the world who is like you, do you know that this painting is related to the honor and respect of the young lady?" Of course, the painter didn't know what medicine was sold in Aunt Lin's gourd, and he pitied the beauty in front of him.

"Mr. has a wonderful pen and flowers, and he asks Mr. to add color and fragrance, but the slave family only has this daughter, and she must be the law in everything. I only ask Mr. to fulfill the wish of the slave family, and the slave family has thanked Mr. here. After speaking, Aunt Lin suddenly knelt on the ground.

The sudden scene made even Wanying stunned. Aunt Lin has always been steady, and she must have made a steady decision in her heart when she made this move. Wanying hurriedly got up and helped her mother up. Although the painter did not understand his mother's mind when he saw this, he expected that his mother would not affect his children.

"Do your best, Madame's mind, although it is inconvenient to ask in detail, but I can guess a little bit. It's just that this Xie Yi really can't stand it, and I ask Mrs. to take it back. The man returned the silver ticket to his mother.

"Only when Mr. accepts it, the slave family will be steady, please smile."

A cynical evil smile on the corner of the artist's mouth fell into Wanying's eyes.

"It's better to be so respectful than to obey your fate, thank you here, Madame." At the same time, he bowed his waist and made a deep bow.

"The slave family still has one wish, and I hope that Mr. will fulfill it."

"Madame, but it doesn't hurt to say that."

"May no fourth person know about today's events."

The painter stared at the silver ticket in his hand, folded it meticulously, bent down and stuffed it into his shoes, put down the robe, straightened it out, and said: "In the past, Mao Yanshou had lost his life for this, and it was a matter of Cui's head, how dare Cui." ”

There was a sound of footsteps on the wooden ladder in the attic, and it should be Lu Rong coming back from tea. The painter sat down and drank a little glass, gave Aunt Lin a neat salute, and left downstairs.

Aunt Lin also walked to the window, pinching a jasper bead in her bare hands, her thumb and index finger kept twisting, and her expression was calm like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

Many days of rain did not continue yesterday afternoon, after the rain the sky was clear, the autumn was high and refreshing, and the begonia leaves still had the autumn rain that had not been interrupted for days. Hongfu went upstairs and saw this, and took Lu Rong to the courtyard to sweep the dead leaves from the rain.

When the mother heard the two of them go downstairs, Fang asked, "Can the bedding be warm at night?" ”

"Hongfu has already changed to a thick silver silk quilt, and it is very warm."

"Hongfu, this girl is doing things to make people worry-free, she will serve you, and my mother can rest assured." The mother has always had a distressed preference for Hongfu, and Hongfu is stable and proper, so she is different from other maids.

"Mother, Sister Wanyun came to borrow a neon dress."

"See."

"I don't see Sister Wanyun dressed up in Su Ri, but today really makes my eyes shine."

"Wanyun has become more and more like her mother between her eyebrows and eyes in the past few years, and she also looks like a beauty, which is really a female college eighteen changes."

"Was Aunt Gao beautiful when she was young?"

Aunt Lin let go of the bead curtain, the jasper bead curtain swayed back and forth, and the past also poured into Aunt Lin's heart between the swings, but she said lightly: "If it's not a beauty, can your father like it?" ”

Wanying looked like she had been woken up and nodded again and again. In the afternoon of mid-autumn, the sun was heavy, and the cigarette smoke of cardamom in the hanging furnace was thick, Aunt Lin went downstairs, Wanying walked to the hanging stove that painted flowers, sniffed deeply, sat on the high board, leaned on the window, and her thoughts were missing.

Wan Yun wore the neon dress she borrowed from Wan Ying and happily returned to Dongbao Tower. Aunt Gao was still reprimanding Wanfen, and her words were very vulgar: "I can't go up to the nasty seeds of the high platform, and my heart in this life has been wiped out by you." ”

Wanfen was raised by Aunt Gao, watching Aunt Gao beat her desperately with a feather duster, crying and persuading on the side: "Let's dissipate the anger, the child's fine skin and tender flesh are carefully broken." ”

Wanyun had already cried distressedly, and Pear Blossom walked up to her with rain, grabbed the feather duster, and cried: "Mother, how long has she not eaten meat, and she is only a ten-year-old child." Spare her. ”

Aunt Gao held a feather duster, looked at Wanyun who looked forward to Shenfei, and then looked at Wanfen curled up in Gao Daniang's arms, feeling both relieved and sad. But he cautiously asked, "Didn't Wanying say anything?" ”

"All I said was that the soup from the lunch meal accidentally spilled on my clothes."

Aunt Gao said with relief: "Don't let them see through it." ”

"Mother, is my neon dress pawned? Bugs can't leave not a single piece of debris behind. ”

Aunt Gao was questioned by Wanyun, and habitually prepared to have a seizure, only to see that Wanyun was in good spirits today, and she was really relieved to be a fairy concubine, and she suppressed her breath and said: "If you put it in the cabinet, it is just a worm and a rat bite, and you can't wear it once a year." ”

Aunt Gao's words were equivalent to agreeing with Wanyun's statement, only to see Wanyun wrinkle her nose and say: "Mother, this is my daughter's head dress, you order it, what will I wear in the future?" ”

Mrs. Gao left Wanfen and quickly persuaded Wanyun and said, "Little ancestor, be quiet, let outsiders know that your mother is still shameless." ”

Wanyun angrily pushed away the tall lady, pulled Wanfen up, patted the dust on Wanfen's skirt, and hugged it in her arms, Wanfen had already cried so much, in her sister's arms, she still looked trembling and sobbing.

"Mother, Wanfen and I are the meat that fell from your body, can't we compare, that family?"

Aunt Gao was afraid that Aunt Gao would have a seizure, so she quickly covered Wanyun's mouth and said, "Miss, your mother and your uncle are fellow mothers, can you watch them starve to death on the streets?" After speaking, he quickly turned his head and said to Aunt Gao: "Wanyun feels sorry for you." ”

"How could I not know that she felt sorry for me and just told me what to do? Did they really watch them starve to death on the streets? After saying that, he threw the feather duster on the ground, and tears only swirled in his eyes.

Wanyun only scolded in her heart: "It's good to starve them to death, the sooner they die, the sooner we will be born." A pot was sent from the kitchen in the house, and Wanfen was beaten before she could eat it in her mouth. They don't die, but I'm afraid that we will be dragged to death by them. ”