Hearing that there seemed to be a strong pressure in Chen's voice, Lin Zhenniang frowned, but she still immediately walked out of the West Chamber, and followed Chen directly into the upper room.

didn't go back to Chen's room, just in the living room, Chen watched Lin Zhenniang enter the room, and immediately whispered: "Close the door......" His eyes swept on Chen's face with a heavy face, Lin Zhenniang didn't say anything, turned around and closed the door, and turned back to stand in front of Chen.

She had a familiar feel to the atmosphere. In my previous life, in the orphanage, if I made any mistakes, I would be called to the teaching office by the teacher. At that time, one of the teachers who was in charge of them liked to keep a straight face, staring at them, waiting for them to admit their mistakes and then say what kind of punishment they should receive. She didn't like this kind of atmosphere, especially the atmosphere that appeared between her and Chen.

"Mother," Lin Zhenniang called, but Chen did not respond to her as usual. Instead, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the offering table facing the doorway, "Kneel, kneel in front of your father's spiritual seat!" ”

Turning her head, looking at the spiritual position card with gold lacquer on a black background on the table, Lin Zhenniang did not move.

That spiritual tablet has been placed there since the death of Father Lin. The Lin family is fragrant in the morning and fragrant in the evening, and even the Chen family will talk to the spiritual position when they wipe the spiritual position every day, as if Lin's father is still alive. But for Lin Zhenniang, it's just a brand......

Seeing that Lin Zhenniang didn't move, the Chen family was really angry, and after a few quick steps, he ran to the offering table, "If you don't kneel, I'll kneel!" My daughter is not filial, it's my mother's fault, I'll make amends to your father! ”

Although she was stubborn and stubborn, how could Lin Zhenniang watch Chen kneel, catch up with her in a few steps, she grabbed Chen's arm, "Mother doesn't need to kneel, I'll kneel-"

Kneeling in front of the offering table, she stared at the spiritual seat, pursed her lips and didn't speak.

Lin Zhenniang was not convinced, and Chen could also see it. But at this moment, she was ruthless, but she didn't hear the "bang" of Lin Zhenniang's knees touching the bluestone slab ground.

"Are you really going to hurt Brother Jing?"

Lin Zhenniang frowned, "Why did I ever want to harm him?" ”

"Then you thought about killing him?"

"Nope!" Lin Zhenniang bit her lip and suddenly raised her head and shouted, "Mother, why do you think like this? ”

Looking at Lin Zhenniang's red eyes, Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and his face loosened. However, she still didn't let Lin Zhenniang get up, "I haven't even thought about it, why did you say such things to your aunt?" Do you know that what you just said will make her misunderstand what you are going to do to Brother Jing, so she will hold a grudge against you. ”

"I don't care if she hates or not." Lin Zhenniang said disapprehantly.

Because of her words, Chen was even more anxious. Squatting down, she grabbed Lin Zhenniang's arm and shouted, "Zhenniang, how can you say such a thing? When others gossip about you, you don't care, your mother pities you and pities you, and I feel that you are happier like this. But how can you easily say that you don't care that people hate you? Besides, you don't care if the family hates you......"

"Family?" Lin Zhenniang blinked, and only said: "That's my father's concubine......" Does the Chen family really regard Ruyu as a family?

"And your brother's biological mother." Chen let go of his hand and turned his face away, "My mother has never said these words to you before, but now there are some things that I still have to say in front of you......"

Sighing in a low voice, she pulled Lin Zhenniang's hand, "You get up!" Seeing Lin Zhenniang get up, she pulled Lin Zhenniang to sit on the chair next to her, and said gently: "Mother knows, you think Mother hates Auntie." Yes, when she came in that year, I did feel bad. Even after all these years, I may not like her anymore. However, whether I like her or not, she is a member of the Lin family and the mother of Brother Jing - this is a fact that can never be changed. ”

"Zhenniang," stroking Lin Zhenniang's face, Chen's voice was a little hoarse, "You are a strong child, I can't see my aunt's arrogance in wanting to suppress me." But don't forget, as you said, the mother of this family has always been me. My mother is not afraid that she will press me, even if her voice is high on weekdays, but if I don't want to, she can't step on me. Mother, I just don't want you to be like this......"

Although Lin Zhenniang didn't speak from beginning to end, Chen continued to say, "You can't make a forest alone!" A person cannot live in this world by himself, he must always have relatives, friends, and companions...... Zhenniang, you are like this now, but if anyone shows a trace of unkindness to you and is not good at all, he will immediately regard people as enemies, which will only make you very tired. You have to remember that there are still many good people in this world......"

patting Lin Zhenniang's hand, Chen said gently: "Mother doesn't say anything else to you, from today on, you have to think about it behind closed doors until you understand how to go in the future, before that, you are not allowed to go out of the room." After a pause, she said, "Whether to write big characters or embroider a handkerchief, you choose." ”

This is to punish her?! Although Lin Zhenniang didn't want to choose anything, she still chose to write big characters in the end. Whether it is her, or Lin Zhenniang in the past, she is not good at female popularity, although she can do simple work, but the level of embroidery is very poor, even if Chen teaches her carefully, it is not enough.

Sure enough, from this night on, Lin Zhenniang was grounded, and even dinner was personally brought into the room by Chen.

The next day, from sunrise to sunset, Lin Zhenniang sat at the table without writing a word. Outside the window, there was a sound of Ruyu talking from time to time, and Lin Jing's laughter, although the voice was not high, it made her feel irritable.

In the dead of night, she lit the oil lamp, still staring at the white paper on the table in the dim light.

In the past, Lin Zhenniang liked poetry a lot, and there was a book of Tang poems with some curly edges hidden under the pillow. But the current Lin Zhenniang is a person who has no literary and artistic cells. Even the ancient poems and ancient texts that I memorized in school for the exam have now forgotten most of them, and the big characters have never been written.

When I picked up the pen, although I knew how to write in my memory, this hand seemed to be wooden, hanging the pen on the paper, and I was stunned for a long time and did not fall.

With a "click", a bit of ink dripped from the tip of the pen, and a stroke of ink appeared on the paper.

Lin Zhenniang frowned, tore it off casually, crumpled it into a ball and threw it at her feet. Biting her lip, she was ruthless, and she didn't think about how to hold the pen, how to drop her wrist, and how to write the words upright and delicate, just wrote and drew indiscriminately, using the posture of holding a pen.

In the first few sheets, the words that fell on the paper were either big or small, and the thickness of the strokes in the same word was not the same, and in some places the ink was dry, bringing out half of the white. Full of big letters, it is worse than a newly enlightened child. However, I don't know when Lin Zhenniang felt that the words on the paper gradually took on a look, one horizontal and one vertical, and began to look like that, her hands seemed to have their own consciousness, and the square words were written beautifully.

This is......

Is it the words written by Lin Zhenniang in the past?!

Lin Zhenniang was a little surprised, but she didn't feel afraid. She couldn't tell what it was like, she couldn't even feel if there was another consciousness in her body, but her hand went from raw to skillful, and she wrote words that even she thought were beautiful......

As the tip of the pen smoothly wrote the font line after line, Lin Zhenniang's original impetuous mood gradually calmed down. It was as if such writing was no longer a punishment, but a pleasure.

This night, she practiced calligraphy until late. In the early morning, when the sky was still dark, she heard the door open in the haze, faintly heard the sound of Chen sorting things out, and then the door was closed again.

She still couldn't go out, but she wasn't as uneasy as the day before. Looking at the newly changed paper on the table, she sat down at the table, silently ate the breakfast sent by Chen, and began to study ink. No longer spilling ink on the table as hard as he did yesterday, but slowly, slowly, as if caressing his beloved object.

On this day, Lin Zhenniang turned out the collection of Tang poems, and began to copy the first article at the beginning, reading it out loud while copying. Although it is somewhat obscure, she may not be able to fully understand it, but she can also appreciate the feelings in the poem.

On the third day, Lin Zhenniang began to introspect in a peaceful state.

Since coming to this era, it is the first time she has such a peaceful state of mind. Be able to think clearly about what she's been going through these days and what she wants to do in the future.

She wasn't a smart person, or she wouldn't have even been admitted to a school, and she was sent back to her hometown when she graduated from high school and turned eighteen.

It was a small town, and she was found and sent to the police station, where she had a household registration, and after being sent to an orphanage for 18 years, she returned to that small town with no relatives and no reason.

She is alive because of the help of well-wishers, so she likes those who are kind to her. Whenever she feels a hint of kindness, she wants to grab it immediately—like an attachment to Chen.

It is precisely because of her experience in her previous life that she is sensitive and sharp, always trying to wrap herself in a hedgehog, and subconsciously, she sees people who are not so friendly as imaginary enemies.

However, Chan is right, she can't see everyone as an enemy - there are still many good people in this world! Just like Chen, like her master in her previous life......

Suddenly, she seemed to have figured something out, and although she was still stubborn, she thought, maybe she should be able to get out, right?

In the early morning of the fourth day, Lin Zhenniang got up very early, and Chen pushed the door open, and she had already greeted her.

"Morning, mother......" This is the first time in four days that she has taken the initiative to speak.

Chen replied in a low voice, turning his face away, with tears faintly in his eyes.

Lin Zhenniang lowered her head and was quiet before raising her head, "Mother, I know I made you worry about it before, it was my mistake - I will pay attention to it later......"

After a pause, she finally said, "I won't be so nervous anymore, and I won't treat everyone as an enemy anymore." But others want to bully me, but they can't ......."

Chen raised his head, looked at Lin Zhenniang with a straight face, and couldn't help but shake his head, "This kid, which one said that you are going to be bullied?" ”

Just one sentence, and she laughed. Mother and daughter looked at each other and unconsciously pursed their lips and laughed......