Before dawn on the second day, Aunt Lin got up to wash and change clothes, and the maid Yunniang meticulously combed Aunt Lin's hair. Peony updo, hairpin in the center of the bun a yellow begonia flower, the two sides of the flower are dotted in turn: auspicious cloud golden hairpin, ruyi golden hairpin, red treasure golden hairpin, and finally a pair of tired silk cranes golden step shake. Wanying snuggled up on the chaise longue, secretly admired in her heart, no wonder her mother has been favored for more than ten years, and even the jewelry is full of her father's heart, auspicious clouds, wishful thinking, and cranes are all congratulatory birthdays. If I were a man, I would take more care of a woman like my mother, and I couldn't bear to treat me harshly.

"Mother, although the begonia flower is good, it is not as good as the peony peony is more suitable for the mother's bearing, and my father didn't say it in private, is the peony flower more beautiful than the flowery?" On weekdays, Aunt Lin also often hairpins those dazzling and gorgeous flowers, Wanying slightly puzzled why her father had a big birthday today, but her mother had such an ordinary flower.

"Miss is still young, so she doesn't understand the theory." Yun Niang took off her mother's dress from the hanger. The dress is naturally also a decent style, Aunt Lin put it on, and Yun Niang carefully arranged every skirt.

Aunt Lin is really a beauty made of water, and she can wear whatever kind of clothes and accessories. The mother of home-style clothes is naturally IKEA. Today's big red dress, Aunt Lin is really like Zhaojun out of the jam. Wan Ying unconsciously looked at her mother and was stunned there.

"Qing'er, what are you doing standing stupidly, why don't you go and freshen up, it's rare to get up early, and kowtow to your father as soon as possible." Aunt Lin finally tied a belt with a golden longevity pattern, revealing her slender figure.

"yes, got it." Wanying thought that today was also a matter of events, so she had to cheer up. Back in his room, the red hibiscus and green rong were easily tossed for a long time on the left and the right, and it was finished.

Looking at the mirror, I also sighed in my heart: my appearance is not defiled with my mother's beauty, I am worthy of being my mother's daughter, she is already outstanding, and then she wears this gorgeous dress, which is even more like a nine-day fairy.

Wanying was full of joy and looked left and right at the bronze mirror as if she had drunk honey, and she didn't know when Aunt Lin was standing behind her.

"Qing'er, sit down, my mother hasn't combed your hair yet, has she?" Aunt Lin helped Wanying sit in front of the mirror platform, and couldn't help but take off all the hairpin ornaments on her head, and the green silk was instantly scattered like a waterfall. Wanying's heart also fell to the bottom in an instant like this bun.

"Mother, Qing'er thinks this flying fairy bun is very good, and I like it very much." Wanying saw that her mother gestured quickly and was determined, but she didn't know what was going on.

Aunt Lin didn't pay attention to Wanying, and after a while, she combed out a very ordinary double flat head. The more Wanying looked at it, the more she disliked it. The eyebrows were lowered, and the pink mouth was pouted unconsciously.

Aunt Lin was still silent, and finally got up, cut off two begonias that had just been sent by the flower house next to the screen, pinned them to her daughter's hair, looked left and right and took them off, replaced them with two ordinary velvet flowers, and the rest of the hair accessories were nothing.

"Mother, this is too ordinary." Wanying was extremely disappointed and said to her mother.

"Qing'er, listen to my mother." Aunt Lin pulled Wanying to sit at the head of the bed, and Yun Niang pulled Hongfu and Lurong downstairs without mentioning it. Aunt Lin's hand took Wanying's hand, and the coldness made Wanying feel stiff:

"My son, they will not tolerate you with such a good character. If you are more unruly and restrained, you won't even have a place to be buried. Flowers are not red for 100 days, and people are not good for 100 days. If it lasts a long time, you must first hide yourself. ”

Aunt Lin said these words suddenly, and Wanying was a little incomprehensible for a while: "Mother, Qing'er doesn't understand, Daddy's birthday, I dress neatly, doesn't Daddy like it too?" ”

"Daddy likes it in his heart, but there are hundreds of people up and down the house, what do others do in their hearts?"

"It's just some clothes and jewelry, what can others do with us?"

"You are still young, you don't know how powerful it is, the clothes and jewelry are small, but if you attract the envy of others, we will eventually suffer. When my mother was young, I didn't understand, but as I got older, the more I knew, the right and wrong in the women's pile, it was these small contests, and my son's shameful appearance must be more cautious before it was completed. Aunt Lin rubbed her Wanying face with both hands, the affection in her eyes, there were expectations, there were regrets, and more of that deep tenderness.

Wanying didn't understand the deep meaning of her mother's words, just pouted, and looked at her mother with a little disappointment. In her mother's clear pupils, she reflected her aggrieved face.

"Niang was originally the end of grass mustard, but a little bit of grace, so she can live in this cherished pavilion. Counting from the top in the house, it goes without saying that the wife's status is precious, and even the families of several aunts are either rich or expensive. Aunt Lin paused for a moment when she said this, and her teeth pressed her red lips tightly. Presumably her heart is also extremely disturbed, Wanying looked at her mother and felt distressed, it turned out that the mother who was loved by thousands of people in this Shuntian mansion also had a time when she was gloomy and haggard. Outsiders see that the scenery of the mother is infinitely good, but they don't know that they can't say the pain inside. Wanying was a little annoyed by the stubbornness just now, and on the happy day, her mother was displeased.

"How long will it be good for those who serve by color? Your father lingered in the Treasure Pavilion for a few more days, and the one in Dongbaolou was uncomfortable, but now he is just relying on your father's bullet pressure to protect it, and everyone is just a mess of harmony. Aunt Lin choked up. Wanying couldn't see her mother sad the most, and her tears fell suddenly.

Why did a good dignified mother say such heavy words? Or has my mother been angry with my wife and other aunts recently?

"And my brother and I, my brother and I can protect my mother. With us here, no one is allowed to bully my mother. Wanying said crying.

"You're going to get married and leave after all." Aunt Lin gently wiped away the tears on Wanying's face.

"And my brother, my brother is the eldest son, and he will be able to protect his mother."

Don't mention my brother, when I mention my brother, Aunt Lin's tears that had been stopped poured out like a broken embankment. Speaking of the sore spot in Aunt Lin's heart again. Wanying couldn't help but sob.

The mother and son shed a lot of tears, and Aunt Lin straightened up slightly: "Don't talk about this, it's not good for my mother today, but I asked my son to wipe so many tears, and my face was crying."

After a little breakfast, Aunt Lin seemed to want to say something to Wanying, but she never said it. Wanying was also afraid of arousing her mother's sadness again, and she didn't dare to ask.

It was almost noon, and Mrs. Ruichun's companion came to say: "The banquet in the back garden of the house has been set, please Aunt Lin and Miss Wanying to move."

Aunt Lin and Wan Ying have already packed up, got off the Treasure Pavilion, went out of the gate of the Weeping Flower Courtyard, followed a wisteria path, and crossed the back door of the ancestral hall to the back garden. Today's back garden is also extraordinary, twelve pairs of the new big red oil yarn zodiac palace lamps from the garden gate to the reading green pavilion in turn, the main seat of the inner hall of the female dependents is set up in the reading green pavilion, together with the pavilion on both sides of the pair of hanging yarn tents. On the main seat sat a middle-aged woman with a graceful and luxurious bearing, and her wife sat on the right side. Gao, the two aunts Cui have already done the second seat in the east, and Aunt Lin and Wanying went to the west seat one after the other to take a seat.

Before sitting on the chair carved by mahogany, there was a little maid who put a goose feather cushion on Aunt Lin's chair, and Aunt Gao on the east seat, Danfeng's eyes went up, and put her face against Aunt Cui, and she lowered her voice and said: "Oh, I can't get used to the tone of the slut, and the goose feather cushion is still used on a hot day, which is really golden and expensive, but it seems that we are rough skin and rough meat." ”