The room was silent, and there was a knocking sound in the distance.

Young's cricket turned over.

Qiao Lianfang's dull gaze flickered in front of her eyes.

Mother Yang, who was sleeping on the bed, couldn't help but sigh in her heart when she listened.

"Auntie, do you want me to pour you a cup of hot tea?" She sat up in her cloak.

I can't sleep anyway.

Yang thought for a moment. A soft "um" sound.

Mother Yang poured tea and moved the sheep's horn palace lamp that was originally placed on the kang table near the window.

Yang leaned against the head of the bed, holding the teacup in a daze.

Mother Yang tucked her clothes and sat on the edge of the bed: "Auntie, what are you thinking?" "Didn't think about anything!" Yang whitewashed the peace and answered. He lowered his head and took a few sips.

When he looked up again, he couldn't help but say, "Mom, you said. Send Aunt Qiao to Dajue Temple. What does Madame mean? Or does Hou Ye mean? ”

Mother Yang was puzzled: "Whose meaning is not the same." Aunt Qiao was finally sent to Dajue Temple! ”

"How can that be the same?" Yang shook his head slightly. The sound is like a mosquito Na" if it is the meaning of the lady. What does Hou Ye mean by remembering the old love, if it is what Hou Ye means...... Her expression was a little uncertain, and the knuckles of her teacup turned faintly white.

Mother Yang heard Mi Da clearly, and said with a smile: "Auntie, who are you talking about?" "Didn't say anyone, didn't say anyone." Yang's expression froze, and he handed the teacup to Yang's mother with a smile. It's not too early. Let's rest! I'm going to greet my wife early tomorrow morning! After saying that, he lay down.

Mother Yang looked at the teacup in her hand, which was barely drunk, and moved the lamp out of the tent with a confused face.

Qiuhong couldn't sleep either, tossing and turning on the bed.

Aunt Wen yawned: "If you can't sleep, roll up the bed and go to the big kang near the window of the banquet room to sleep, and there is a fire wall on the east side. The same is not cold. so as not to disturb my sleep.

Qiuhong listened to Aunt Wen's gentle language. With a hippie smile, she said, "Isn't it like me that my aunt can't sleep?.

Aunt Wen didn't make a sound.

Qiu Hong said: "Auntie, what is the place of Dajue Temple?" Aunt Qiao came back as if she had changed person. I bowed to her. She blessed me. It scared me a lot. ”

Aunt Wen sighed faintly when she heard this, "Don't talk about this. Hurry up and go to sleep! You c

After meeting Aunt Qiao, she avoided it from a distance," she thought of Qiao Lianfang's restrained demeanor. She has just come back, and the habits she has developed in the temple have not changed for a while, and she will be fine in a few days.

"Hey!" Qiu Hong smiled and lay down. In the next few days, as soon as I met Qiao Lianfang, I stared at it.

She noticed that Qiao Lianfang's expression gradually softened. There is no dullness in the actions and demeanors of the past, but Aunt Qin and Aunt Yang don't pay much attention to Aunt Qiao. Only Aunt Wen will greet her with a smile when she meets her. Say kind things that are not salty or light.

Qiao Lianfang didn't look like she was talking or shaking her face like she was leaning on. She always nodded indifferently, then turned back to her courtyard and didn't come out all day.

Qiuhong also found that Aunt Yang, who only came every other day a few days ago, was the same as a child, except that she asked Aunt Wen to go to Mrs. to ask for peace every morning and evening, and took a needle and thread to do it in her spare time. While doing it, I also chatted with Aunt Wen at the same time. And it's all about the past.

Aunt Wen is not good at needlework, and she can't bear to sit on the kang and human feet for a long time. It's often talking. remembered something, and then left for most of the day, leaving Yu'er to accompany Aunt Yang in the house. Aunt Yang disagreed. Sit there quietly. Do needlework on one side. While waiting for Aunt Wen to come back. It's very demure.

"Auntie. You say, what is Aunt Yang embroidering? Qiu Hong said with some curiosity, "She doesn't leave her hand, but I haven't seen her embroidered into a thing, just talking to you." Aunt Wen and Yu'er are rummaging through the cabinets to find clothes.

The eldest aunt's house will send the New Year's gift early tomorrow morning, and according to the custom, the Shao family will send a decent housekeeper mother to come with the car to greet the eleventh mother. Aunt Wen is afraid that the mother-in-law will arrive early tomorrow. happened to bump into her to greet Eleven Niang. Worried about how to dress decently without losing frivolity.

Wen Yan immediately glared at her and interrupted her: "So idle, go and help the little girls sweep the yard!" ”

Aunt Wen was still afraid that the mother in charge would come to her yard to see it, and she would use the excuse of celebrating the New Year. Let the little maids and mothers-in-law in the house go into battle together and clean the yard.

"Auntie," Qiu Hong was greatly aggrieved, looking at the clothes piled up like a hill in the crook of her arm. Flattened his mouth." Am I not helping you find clothes? ”

"That won't keep your mouth shut!" Aunt Wen said. Pulled a new dark green from the bottom of the box. "What do you think of this?" ”

The two were about to answer. Winter red curtain in. Seeing Qiuhong and Yu'er, his footsteps paused slightly.

Aunt Wen said: What's the matter? Dong Hong hesitated slightly, took a few steps forward and said in a low voice: "Auntie, Master Hou went to Aunt Qiao, Aunt Wen's expression was slightly sluggish. Then he said with a smile: "It's the day when Aunt Qiao goes to bed, and Master Hou should go there." "And pulled out a rose-red golden Zen from the box randomly, what do you think of this?"

Qiuhong and Donghong exchanged a look and said with a smile: "It's still the dark green, with the pine color and the eight butterflies wearing flowers."