Wanying threw away the book in her hand, leaving the red hibiscus and the two of them to go upstairs alone, at noon in early winter, the sun shone into the house half a deep, and the attic was cool, wearing a lotus-colored coat, and sat on the chaise longue couch in a daze. Thinking about what happened just now, it is false to say in my heart that I don't hate it. Lying down on his back, he felt a little cool air suddenly enter his body. There was a cold war, and thoughts stretched out overwhelmingly.

It's a deep house compound, a good home of bells and food, and people on the outside look like flowers like cooking oil, but inside it is dripping with ice. I am a beautiful lady, and I don't even have the slightest family pleasure of ordinary people.

Feather eyelashes cut tears, two strings of joyless crystal beads, hot across the cheeks, before they landed on the chaise longue, they dragged a cold arc on the face, this arc bloodily swallowed Wanying alive. Wanying was a little out of breath and tugged at her collar with her hand. A large list of sorrows erupted from his chest: Speaking from Mrs. Shang, the dispute between concubines and concubines has existed since ancient times, and my family is not exempt from vulgarity. Mrs. seems to have no quarrel with the world, her face is kind and kind, but in fact, the city is as deep as a needle in the sea. She knew in her heart that in this huge master's mansion, her only rival was her mother. She never offended her mother on her mouth, hiding a knife in her smile and a needle in her cotton. Mother is always the most hurt in her, there are some things that others can't see, only my mother and I, who are close relatives to my brother, can know how vicious and cruel she is to use my brother to hurt our hearts.

Tomorrow's banquet is that Daddy intends to lift up his mother, but Daddy has no intention, and he actually sends his mother into the eyes of others to be a nail. Otherwise, how could the old problem that my wife was distressed about just make this time? I'm afraid it's a demon in my heart, and it's strange if it doesn't hurt. How could she watch a little wife take the lead and take away the light of her wife in the main room, and she herself was still on the side. Tomorrow she will not attend, so it is fine, she herself is out of sight and out of mind, so it is not for my mother and me. At least you don't have to look at that face that is neither yin nor yang and guess what idea is hidden under her face.

Aunt Zhao and her mother are the same people, they have no quarrel with the world, even if they suffer a little loss, they will never get into trouble, because they have no children and no daughters, there is nothing right and wrong. The most important thing is that my father is not very preferenced, and my mother's family is now also a wealthy family in Beijing, so there are many fewer wrongs and grievances than my mother. But it's just the same, although she has no children and no daughters, she puts her father first in everything, I don't know what kind of situation my father cherishes her mother so much, and it falls in Aunt Zhao's heart.

Aunt Li, Mrs. Aunt's cousin. not only gave birth to Wanrong's eldest sister, but also gave birth to a second brother. A few years ago, Aunt Li and Aunt Gao had a close relationship, and those years were also the most difficult years for my mother. However, the relationship between the two has weakened in recent years, and they are not friends with Aunt Gao, but they can't see that they are enemies. If Aunt Gao's character hates someone, she would like to eat each other raw, so the two are not close or far, and there has never been a disagreement. The only time was my father's birthday this year, and Aunt Gao replaced Aunt Li to help Mrs. cook. Coincidentally, it was also because of Aunt Li's brother, Wu Anhou's brother-in-law, who was wronged, and she didn't cry or make trouble. I can't see what she's thinking. Because she has children and daughters, she has to do many things, not for herself, but for her children, just like the last time she helped Wanrong say goodbye, she came to ask her mother for help at night. It's just that He Youan was a little troubled, and there has been no news recently. If Wanrong can really marry He Youan, it can be regarded as a matter of Aunt Li's heart.

Aunt Cui is Daddy's youngest aunt, and she has been proud of her youth and beauty for a few years, but in the past few years, she has a plump waist and fat buttocks, and her temperament is extremely tricky and willful, and she is coquettish and obsessed, and she is becoming more and more unprofitable with her father. When the third brother was four years old, Aunt Cui coaxed the third brother, framed the elder brother for beating the third brother, and let the elder brother be whipped by his father. This incident made his wife very resentful, and after the matter was clear, she reprimanded Aunt Cui for instigating the fox in front of the family. Because her mother felt sorry for her brother, she privately assisted her wife in picketing the third brother's affairs, so she also offended Aunt Cui invisibly, and Aunt Cui didn't dare to shout with her wife, so she could only find her mother's fault everywhere. Mrs. has long been disgusted with her, but she has been getting closer and closer to Aunt Gao in recent years, and the two of them can be regarded as one nostril.

Thinking of this, I feel very sentimental, between my wife and aunt, I fight every day; A few aunts are also your life and death; Between brothers and sisters, even if they want to be closer, the competition between mothers is not even comparable to the girls around them, and it is a kind of brotherhood; The subordinates are even fighting on the other side, waving flags and cheering for the masters.

and my brother, in order to rise to the top. Even his own mother didn't care about it, and he was even worse when he was a child. A few years ago, when I saw my mother, I was still smiling, but now I am afraid that the living person is warmer than him, how can I not make my mother sad.

There is also Aunt Gao, who originally thought that Wanyun would be able to let go of her grievances in the past, but now it seems that she is just a fool's dream, and she has not restrained at all, poor mother, she is trapped in the tiger's den alone, how can I leave her alone and enter the palace.

It's just that, I can't finish thinking about the troubles, a few cool breezes blowing, Wanying feels that her abdomen and back are cold, cold to the bone marrow, and there seem to be a few cold streams on her face, and when she wipes her hand, it is tears, and I don't know when they fell.

His hands tightened tightly on his body, and the sunlight made people dizzy. In a trance, I only felt that I was back in the back garden of my childhood, in the middle of spring, my grandmother was sitting in the Zhengyi Pavilion, watching Wanying run and play in the peony garden with a loving face. Mother sat on the side with a clip to knock walnuts for her grandmother, and her brother, while pulling the string of the kite, let her subordinates lift it a little higher, how clear, Wanying even saw the thin layer of sweat on the wing of her brother's nose. The warm wind, the new willow branches floating around, the poplar catkins and peach blossoms flying all over the sky, the wind is blowing on people's faces, and they feel like they are drunk. What a good time......