CHAPTER XVIII

How do you think that Sister Ping'er is just a girl, and she was poked in the heart by someone who faced it like this, and she couldn't help but start crying when she got nobody. For a while, I hated Sheng Mingzhu very much in my heart, she had a good background and didn't worry about getting married, how could she know her difficulties?

Is it wrong for her to marry more? It's her aunt, Sheng Mingzhu, her mother is not a concubine for others to climb high branches, fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter, what qualifications does she have to laugh at her as a concubine?

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I couldn't stop wiping my tears.

"Isn't this Sister Ping? Why are you crying like this? Suddenly, a female voice came, Ping'er originally thought that this was no one who dared to cry like this, so she hurriedly turned her head and gently wiped her tears.

"Yo, poor thing, these eyes are red from crying, what's the matter?" When she raised her eyes, Ping'er saw clearly who it was. Before entering the house, I had met at a glance, and Mrs. Zhou's mother, who was waiting in front of her, didn't want to be seen as a joke, so she found a reason at random, "It's nothing, I was squinted by the sand." ”

"Can sand squint eyes like this?" Zhou smiled, didn't poke her, and handed her a handkerchief, "Miss Cousin, where is Madame having tea, do you want to go over and sit down?" ”

Zhou gave her enough face, she is the mother of Shengfu in the capital, a decent person. was called Miss Biao by her, Ping'er even had a feeling that her waist was a lot straighter, and she looked at it again, and sure enough, an elegant woman in dark blue clothes was sitting there, nodded, and followed Zhou's past.

"I don't usually like to drink tea, but these are indispensable when dealing with people", Song said gently, and poured tea for Ping'er, "This is barley tea in the countryside, without the bitterness of ordinary tea, but it is not loved by most literati." Once upon a time, Brother Qian, that is, your uncle, liked this very much, you can try it. ”

Ping'er held up the teacup reservedly, "Thank you, madam." ”

"I didn't see it that way. Mingzhu calls me mother, and it stands to reason that you can also call me aunt. Song looked at her, "Mingzhu has always been spoiled by Brother Qian, and her personality is a little domineering, how many years older than her, you will endure it." ”

Under the fence, no one had ever said these soft words to her, and Ping'er soon turned red. Zhou took out a handkerchief beside him, "I don't have to cry anymore, my eyes are swollen from crying." ”

Song said lightly, "There are more than ten days before I have time to leave." I also know what your parents asked you to do here, after all, they are also relatives at home. Now Aunt Liu is afraid that she can't take care of you, if you don't dislike it, you will live with me for a few days. I don't have any children or daughters, and I have many companions. ”

"Thank you, ma'am." Ping'er's eyes are redder than before.

She's not a fool either, and it doesn't make sense that others treat her well for no reason. There is no big house and a small concubine in any house, but her aunt can't give it what she wants, and she doesn't blame her for taking refuge in others.

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"It is better to offend a gentleman than a villain."

Sheng Mingzhu looked back at Guan Ping, "She offended me." ”

Guan Ping is not continuing the topic just now. She is a lawless person, and she has lost her heart when she has room to look forward and do things, "It seems that I should thank you." Solve a problem for me. "He's seen too many women like that just now.

"I should also thank Mr. Guan, if it weren't for the gray clothes, my family would not be harmonious now. The gray clothes helped me a lot, and my husband helped me a lot. Sheng Mingzhu looked at him, biting his lip and looking at him again, "When I first met, Mingzhu was presumptuous, thinking that Mr. was a bad person, and he was offended. Excuse me, sir. ”

After dealing with it for a while, this Mr. Guan doesn't look like a bad person. Although the temperament is not pleasant, people are still very generous, she thought.

Guan Ping is holding a fan in her hand, she has a temperament that can bend and stretch, and when she bends, she has something to ask for. Such a straightforward temperament, but unexpectedly likable, "It's not necessary, I went into the house to recuperate, and I was disturbed a lot." He smiled again, "If you really thank me, when you come to the capital in the future, it is better to come to the palace as a guest." I see that the cat likes you too, and I often come to see it when the time comes. ”

Sheng Mingzhu thought that he was going to give her the cat, after all, it was inconvenient to bring it back to the capital far away, and why did he hang in front of her if he didn't give it to her. Her temper was written on her face, and her face was full of displeasure. Guan Ping looked at the little face that hung up, and his face was light and light.

But there were all kinds of thoughts in his heart, and he had planned to give it to her. But if he really gave it to her, he would turn his face and deny people in the future, and he would have nothing.

"Mi woo~" Sheng Mingzhu left, and after a long time, the stupid melon cat didn't know where to crawl out. The round face, full of fluff, stepped lightly on the zither. After Guan Ping, he hugged it down, full of delicate and soft hair, light and fluttering small balls, but only half the size of a palm.

"Like her?"

The kitten lowered her head and licked his hand, Guan Pingshun Mao'er touched her, and the cat's whole face was deformed.

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"Miss Ping'er has moved to Madame." Huang's mother said during the meal.

Yun Niang lowered her head and picked up vegetables for Lingzhu, "Let her go." "The niece is the next generation, and Sister Ping's mouth says it, and it is difficult to create a gap in the relationship between relatives and Yun Niang.

"She's the same as my father, and thinks my mother is a good person."

Sheng Mingzhu doesn't like to study on weekdays, but she also knows that people's ambitions and desires are multiplied. One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon, no matter how good a person is on weekdays, he enters the demon barrier, and eighteen horses can't chase it back.

Yun Niang didn't speak again, Lingzhu swallowed a mouthful of food next to her, she was small, her body couldn't help leaning forward, and a gold-headed brush instantly fell from her waist.

Yun Niang picked it up, "Spirit Bead-"

Huang's mother watched from the side, and the pen seemed to be engraved, and she was exquisite. The non-gilt pen, Yun Niang naturally saw the details, and hurriedly asked her daughter, "How did this come from?" This little thing is on top of four or five of the current Sheng Mansion mansions, and she is naturally flustered, and she is afraid that it is the obstacle that has been set up for her by the other end.

Lingzhu cautiously glanced at her mother, "Daddy gave it to me." ”

"Your father?"

Lingzhu puffed up her small chest, a little proud, "Dad said that the literati were elegant, but he was said to be a poor scholar. With this golden pen, I can read thousands of books, and I can travel thousands of miles without money to eat in the future. ”

Sheng Mingzhu took the pen, although she was the eldest lady of the Sheng family, she had never seen such a sky-high pen.

What's wrong? Who made the pen write like this?

"Dad is right, if you are really poor in the future, you can travel thousands of miles if you sell it." She nodded and looked at her little group with jealousy, and once she became a poor sour ghost.

"I don't sell it, this is what my father gave me." Lingzhu stuffed the pen into his small bag, "The master said, eat the king's luck, bear the king's worries." Dad is an official, and he eats and wears from the people every day, so he naturally has to do things worthy of the people. I am a son of an official family, and in the future, I should take the people as the sky and paint the country with my brush. ”

Sheng Mingzhu felt a heavy blow in her chest, and she felt that she only wanted to eat, drink and have fun every day, and she was very ambitious.

"I will be the richest woman in Dawei in the future."

Lingzhu listened to her sister's words, nodded, and carefully patted the small bag, afraid that it would fall out.

Sheng Mingzhu looked at her face full of admiration, and recalled the picture in her dream for a while. Lingzhu is cold, the father is hard, and the father and daughter are like enemies. Fortunately, she is young now, "Lingzhu doesn't blame Daddy?" ”

Sheng Lingzhu raised her head, and Xiao Baozi's face wrinkled, "It turns out that I hate Daddy a little." "But I don't have to go to the clan school, the hate is gone, and in the past two days, my father has given her a lot of good things, and I wrapped my mouth with my hand, and secretly said in Mingzhu's ear, "Dad said, when I leave the state in a few days, I will go and get a sack to set the brown brother." ”

Sheng Mingzhu: ......

She felt that her father was really a person who did everything.

Lingzhu covered her small mouth and snickered, thinking that others couldn't see it, but she didn't know that this action provoked several adults on the side, and even Sheng Mingzhu, the little adult, couldn't help laughing. Yun Niang's sadness also dispersed, and in the end, it was better for the family to be harmonious.

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Mr. Sheng Family Xue was resigned, and most of the Sheng family branches who were originally on Maoshan could no longer go. It's hard to come out of a poor family these days, and it's not just a simple sentence.

Not to mention Mr. Guang's bundle fee, but pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, five or six taels of silver a year, and those who are a little richer have to work hard to afford it.

The branch of the Sheng family in Bingzhou is actually only two doors, Sheng Qi Master. Now almost sixty years old, Sheng Qian's grandfather's brother, who retired from the official retirement and retired to support him, is Sheng Yan's grandfather. There is also a Sheng Eight Master, who died a few years ago, and the descendants are not angry, and the family property is lost, and the rest of the Sheng family are concubines and concubines who have been separated by several generations, and the kinship is not very heavy.

"What should I do, Brother Cheng will soon reach the age of entering school, and the clan school is gone, if I go to Maoshan, where will our family have so much money?"

went to the side place, and was afraid of delaying her son, Sheng Yan's mother Chen covered her eyes with a handkerchief, and she was in a hurry for the past few days. As soon as the people in the Sheng Mansion left, the entire Sheng family was left with only the sacrificial field, and they became the mud legs of the past.

Sheng Yan sat on the chair, and there was nothing he could do for a while.

"It's all that Liu!" The Chen family was also angry, and he couldn't stop scolding in his mouth, "Su Ri doesn't look like a mouthyman, why can't he dismantle the clan study by holding the man out of nowhere." I don't know what ecstasy soup was poured at night, a girl, she was bullied when she was bullied, and she couldn't give birth to a son, so vicious. ”

Sheng Yan frowned, and he didn't dare to tell his mother what happened that day. Sheng Luo has already left Bingzhou, that day, in order to please her uncle, she deliberately attracted Sheng Luo and Sheng Mingzhu to fight, but she didn't expect Sheng Luo to have no door, and she dared to say anything. If it is true that Sheng Lingzhu was not born to his uncle, how could he say it in public? also ruined the original uncle's plan, originally wanted to take advantage of that time to ruin Liu's reputation.

was troubled by Sheng Mingzhu that day, who is not afraid of death dares to say?

"Mother, don't worry about it yet." On the side, the Chen family was still howling, and Sheng Yan couldn't bear it a little, "No matter what, Brother Cheng is an uncle, father and nephew, and he won't sit idly by." "Before the aunt said that she wanted to succeed, Sheng Yan had never seen a big scene, but Mr. Storyteller had seen a lot.

Uncle Niang also revealed the news early that she didn't like Sheng Mingzhu, and she didn't agree with Sheng Mingzhu left and right. Just waiting for the letter from the uncle, what should I do, become a righteous daughter, and I will not worry about becoming a brother in the family in the future.

Thinking of this, she was a little irritable, Sheng Luo's mother often went to Shengfu to play the autumn breeze, and she also often saw her uncle, and now that the mother and daughter are gone, she has to go to Shengfu by herself if she wants to see her uncle.

"Madame, ma'am!" , Sheng Yan's father outside suddenly stumbled in, "That brown brother and her mother quarreled with Aunt Liu of the Sheng Mansion in the ancestral hall!" ”