Chapter One Hundred and One Troubles (1)

Ming Fei took the letter in his hand. (Vertex hand-hitting) some crying and laughing, a letter of emptiness every year, a few lines, nothing more than Song Daoist is healthy, he has been rewarded again, has been promoted from the seventh grade, peace letter is not like peace letter, greeting letter is not like greeting letter.

His promotion speed is quite fast, and Ming Fei also believes that he must be doing well. However, Ming Fei didn't understand, as a Taoist priest, she always remembered why she wrote a letter to her, and there were many dangerous factors that this letter could bring her, so she burned the letter casually after reading it, leaving no trace.

The last summer flower bloomed and failed, sunny and windless, the golden hairpin hung more than a dozen paintings to the shade and ventilation under the corridor to dry, and laughed while drying: "Third Miss, the slave maid heard that Yuan Sangongzi's painting is a must in the capital, many people go to beg, some people take the silver to beg, he often refuses to give." But if it was talkative, he didn't want anything and gave it away. If those people knew that you had a dozen or so paintings here, they wouldn't know what to envy? Look at how good these drawings are. ”

"I'm just stained with Miss Yuan's light, how many of us in our group didn't get his drawing? Not to mention our sisters, even the old man and his wife's room also have his paintings. Ming Fei leaned against the window and looked at the paintings painted with all kinds of flowers, birds, fish and insects, and secretly thought that Yuan Sipu, the third son of Yuan, was really a strange temper, if she was him, she would definitely sell this painting at a high price, not to mention anything else, in exchange for her own medical expenses. Of course, it's right that money is hard to find, but it's just to sell the painting for a higher price.

Jin Hairpin thought for a while and smiled slightly: "That's, everyone has it." But he added: "But yours is the most." ”

Ming Fei frowned slightly: "What exactly do you want to say?" ”

Seeing that her face sank, the golden hairpin immediately stopped her mouth, silently bowed her head and pretended to be very busy. The third lady is already old, but there doesn't seem to be anyone to propose, let alone the right person. Mrs. Yuan and Miss Yuan are very different from Ming Fei, they can both see that in fact, except for the fact that Yuan Sangongzi's health is not very good and he has no fame, the person is still good, the family is not bad, at least there are no messy things.

Ming Fei lay on the table and looked out the window in a daze.

Cai Guodong is looking for relatives for Cai Guangyi, and it will be her turn next.

She didn't know what kind of man she would be on the table, but it was certain that it wouldn't be good, because the good ones would probably not be her turn.

I didn't think it a few years ago. Thinking about many things too simply, with the passage of time, I realized that her life experience, even if she changed her life vigorously, even though Cai Guodong was promoted to become rich, Cai Guangting rose to the top, and the Chen family gave birth to a big fat son, but the nearby people who knew the roots were still taboo. Not to mention anything else, just see that Ming Pei has someone to inquire, and she can get a glimpse of it before anyone asks in front.

She always has to get married, at that age, Cai Guodong will think of marrying her no matter what, if she marries a scumbag man, or is a continuation for someone, she will face the same situation, the other party has a group of wives and concubines, and a group of children. Fight each other like Chan? She's experienced in dealing with enemies, but that kind of life is really disgusting.

But if she had to marry a man like Cai Guodong, and had to watch him give birth to a large number of concubines and concubines who violated the interests of her children, she didn't dare to guarantee that she would do anything. No way, everyone has their own life. They all have the right to fight for their own best interests, and if they want to live better and live to the end, what is more than strength and determination.

Thinking of her being hideous and terrifying, and having to kill many people, Ming Fei couldn't help but shudder, that was not the life she wanted, she didn't want to be another Chen. Her gaze returned to the paintings, recalling the few meetings with Yuan Sipu in the past year or so, and the pitiful few words of dialogue. The young man's eyes are calm and gentle, the family situation is extremely simple, his parents are knowledgeable and reasonable people, the only rare Yuan Mei'er will marry sooner or later, the most important thing is that they have no concubines!

However, that young man, with such a pale face and such a thin body, can he rely on him for life? But these are all considered later, the current problem is that people will not come to propose marriage at all, although it is true that there are many good paintings sent to her, but others have them, and they are also taken out by Yuan Meier to give them. Yuan Sipu's health is so bad, the Yuan family is not afraid that she will kill him? She laughed to herself and thought of Li Bi again.

She has an interest in Li Bi, which has nothing to do with the relationship between men and women, and simply wants to find a partner to live with. By taking care of Cai Guangting, she quietly took care of Li Bi's diet and daily life, in fact, she wanted Li Bi to know her ability. Tell him that she will be a competent wife. What she wants to do is to lend a helping hand to him during his time of distress and treat him with genuine respect

At that time, she thought that this kind of thing is about fate, she has already done everything she should do, and the results should be written by him. Because no matter when, people often don't cherish what is too easy to get from the initiative to the door. So she can take the initiative to take care of him, show her merits in front of him to the fullest, but never take the initiative to marry him.

Now she regrets it a little. She should think of giving it to him, at least he has no father and no mother, self-esteem and self-improvement, and knows what to do. What about Li Bi's liking of weak women? A weak woman is also a woman, and if she can get the life she wants, it is not difficult to pretend to be weak once in a while.

She knew she was the tallest of the short, but what could she do? She was locked up in this small world, and there were only a few people she could see except relatives and servants, and there were only a few men of the same age. It's not that she doesn't want to find someone who shares her interests, but she doesn't have any extravagant hopes. In her previous life, she didn't have such a good opportunity. What else can she do in this world? All she asks for is a partner who can live together and live as easily and happily as possible, which has nothing to do with Fengyue and is pragmatic.

Seeing that Ming Fei began to wander again, Jin Hairpin wanted to persuade her to say a few words, but she didn't know where to start, so she couldn't help but sigh slightly and sat down under the porch to do embroidery.

Chen held Cai Guanghua, who was already more than a year old, and only took Mrs. Yu and her wet nurse, and when she walked into the Yixiu Courtyard, she saw such a scene. The small courtyard is dappled with light and shadow. There are more than a dozen delicate paintings hanging under the corridor, the golden hairpin sits in the shade under the corridor doing needlework, and Ming Fei sits in front of the window holding a book in his hand, but his eyes are sloppy, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

Chen's gaze swept over the dozen or so picture scrolls, and then looked at Ming Fei's blank appearance, frowned and thought about it, and coughed lowly. The golden hairpin jumped up in shock, and quickly put down the work in his hand and greeted him. Ming Fei then came out and saluted with a smile: "Mother is here." ”

When Cai Guanghua saw Ming Fei, he stretched out a pair of chubby hands from a distance, his eyes were shining, and his face was full of joyful smiles. Chen handed Cai Guanghua to Ming Fei, wiped the drool hanging from the corner of Cai Guanghua's mouth with a handkerchief, and said with a smile: "On such a hot day, this little thing doesn't sleep, I must come to you, I'm worried that you are also taking a nap." ”

Since Cai Guanghua was born, Ming Fei has often led to play, Cai Guanghua In addition to Chen and the nurse, Cai Guanghua's closest person is Ming Fei, followed by Ming Yu, and then Cai Guodong. Chen could see that Ming Fei really liked Cai Guanghua, and he didn't have any bad intentions, and he recognized their intimate relationship after coming and going, and it was a good thing to have an eldest sister to love.

Ming Fei kissed Cai Guanghua's chubby face twice, and smiled with her eyebrows: "I slept too much last night and couldn't sleep." I just made herbal tea in the house, so my mother will drink some to escape the heat. ”

Chen sat down, picked up the book Ming Fei read and glanced at it a few times, but it was a travelogue, so he threw it aside and took the sewing basket ... [This chapter is not finished, please click on the next page to continue reading!] ］