"Wow, wow, wow······ Daddy, Daddy, help! ”

As soon as Mu Bowen entered the door, he heard his youngest son crying, and he was startled, and hurriedly rushed into the inner room, where he saw his wife chasing and beating his little daughter with a chicken feather blanket.

As soon as the child saw his father, he hurriedly rushed over, got into Mu Bowen's arms, and cried with sobs: "Daddy, Auntie beat me." ”

Mu Bowen wiped his tears for his little daughter distressedly, glanced at the panting lady with a smile, saw her face flushed, shook his head and said, "What's the matter, it's in such a hurry?" If this girl is naughty, you tell me, I will teach her, why do it yourself, if you hurt the lady's slender jade fingers, you should feel sorry for your husband. ”

If it was a change to the usual, Mu Bowen coaxed, his wife would definitely be happy, but this time, this trick is not very easy to call.

His lady pointed to the black lacquered wooden box resting on the table, and said angrily: "You just indulge this girl, look at what kind of disaster she has caused!" ”

As soon as Mu Bowen turned around and saw the box on the table, he was stunned, and his face gradually changed, so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping water, and he slapped the little girl's ass twice in anger.

Zizhen was stunned, obviously he didn't expect that his father, who had always connived at him, would also do something to her, and he forgot to cry.

At this time, Gu Wan heard the movement and walked over, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw that the house was in a mess, all the slaves and maids were silent, the second son and daughter-in-law had ugly faces, and there were tears on the delicate face of the granddaughter.

She first coaxed Zizhen in her arms, her eyes fell on the black lacquered wooden box, and she paused but smiled casually: "What are you making trouble, Zizhen is still young, Bowen was much more naughty than him when he was a child."

She sat on the chair with Zizhen in her arms, and touched the black lacquered wooden box that had opened the lid, the box was divided into several layers, on the first layer, there were a few wooden hairpins, and some old jewelry was very small, not very expensive.

The most eye-catching is those hairpins, although they are wooden, the material is not good, as if they are just carved from the branches of the pear tree, but they are extremely beautiful, they are different, very exquisite, no wonder they are used to seeing good things, and they don't put anything in their eyes Zi really can not help but play with their eyes.

Gu Wan picked up a hairpin that had really broken the quilt, looked at it, and sighed in a low voice.

Mu Bowen gritted his teeth and said: "It's all this girl's fault!" ”

"How can you blame her? It's been almost thirty years, and it's not made of good materials, and it's normal to be bad. ”

Gu Wanzhong took the wooden box in her hand, flipped through it, took a smaller one from it, inserted it in Zizhen's small head, and said with a smile: "It's been a year, you can wear it if you like it, don't break it...... When your little aunt got married, I gave her one. ”

Zizhen blinked, forgot to cry, reached out and touched the hairpin, and shook his little head.

The expression on Gu Wan's face softened, her eyes fell on the wooden box, she smiled unconsciously, and opened the second layer of the box, which contained a stack of thick paintings, the paper was faintly yellowed, but it was well preserved.

Zizhen curiously probed his head and pointed to a little baby wearing a red belly pocket and smiling with snow-white teeth, and said, "Grandma, who is this?" ”

Mu Bowen couldn't help blushing and coughed lightly.

Gu Wan smiled and pointed at Mu Bowen, and nodded at the really little nose: "This is your father!" ”

Zizhen's eyes suddenly bulged round, her mouth opened wide, she looked at her father for a while, and then looked at the painting in her grandmother's hand, Mu Bowen's face became darker and darker.

Gu Wan didn't care about the father and daughter, her eyes fell on the handsome man who was smiling on the painting, his eyes were still so bright, they hadn't changed for decades... She is already old, maybe the old man always likes to recall, those trivial things that I thought had been forgotten in the past, but now it is gradually clear, she and Mu Yanzhao met when they were young, knew and fell in love with each other smoothly, and became husband and wife, even though they have experienced a lot of wind, frost, snow and rain, but they are still calm and waveless.

It's just that he still has some regrets, regretting that what he feared the most still happened, he walked in front of his beloved wife, and did not leave a word of entrustment.

Mu Yanzhao died in the court, and in the second year of his brother's pro-government, he suddenly collapsed, without warning before he died, and he never left a last word in the end.

After receiving the news, Gu Wan was very calm, calmly dealt with his aftermath, and did not show hysteria, and only cried once in front of the spirit, and never shed tears again.

Her children were a little worried, afraid that their mother would fall ill, but they didn't know that Gu Wan was really not desperate, and she refused to let herself despair, if she was desperate, wouldn't it mean that their marriage was wrong?

Gu Wan smiled, touched the eyebrows of the man on the painting, and whispered: "What are you afraid of, you will always be there." ”

She will not let him regret it, let him be unwilling, she will live well, even if she loses him, she still has to play the piano, practice calligraphy, paint and write books every day, live happily, still take good care of her children, and watch them marry wives and have children.

It's strange to say, since Mu Yanzhao went, she was able to settle down and write books seriously, the previous Mr. Feiqing was only willing to write illusory stories of talented and beautiful women, but the current Mr. Feiqing has written a down-to-earth life truth.

"Master, Qi Changguan and Qi Gongzi are here."

Bao Sheng is also old, but he is still very energetic, and his energy is stronger than those children. Now, Gu Wan asked her to take care of herself and Mu Yanzhao's youngest daughter Qingxiu, and only when Qingxiu and her husband went out to play in the mountains and rivers did she go back to the palace to accompany Gu Wan.

Qingxiu is more blessed than Gu Wan, she got a husband who is full of her own eyes, her husband may not hate outstanding, but he is definitely a good husband and a good father.

Gu Wan sometimes thinks that maybe Mu Yanzhao has too much regret in her heart, so she chose a husband for her daughter who is not the best, the best, and the most suitable in any way.

"Master?"

Gu Wan came back to her senses and said with a smile: "Leave him alone, he won't come in anyway, so let him be." ”

Since Mu Yanzhao went, Qi Changguan refused to step into the palace half a step, but he would come back every year to see, rain or shine, but he still had to avoid the death day of that person

At the beginning, Gu Wan also persuaded him to simply settle down in the palace and stop running around, but later when he saw that it was useless, he didn't care about it anymore, and the people in the palace were also used to a certain day every year, there was a man dressed in black and gloomy poked at the gate as a decoration for the day.