The rain is not heavy, the temperature is very comfortable, and there is far more than one person who comes out to breathe.

Jian Shuxuan and Feng Yaniang were reconciled, and it was the time when they were sticky and unwilling to separate. Feng Yaniang wanted to stay in the Hou Mansion for a few days, so Jian Shuxuan moved her luggage to accompany her.

After the rain, the weather was cool, and someone went to Dingbei Hou's Mansion to submit a poetry meeting, and Feng Qingxun invited Jian Shuxuan to go out of the mansion to go to that poetry meeting. Feng Yaniang sat in front of the window and continued to look at the big brother and said to look at a good book. After watching it for a while, he was dragged by Feng Songniang to the garden to enjoy the shade.

The two sisters walked around for a while, and saw Xiao Peixi and Wan Wan across the lake by the pavilion. Seeing that the rain was about to intensify again, Song Niang called Wan Wan to come over to the pavilion to enjoy the rain and chat.

Wan Wan happily agreed, and instructed Yinque to bring some melons and fruits and refreshments, and then her toes swept over the rippling lake and landed directly on the side of the pavilion.

She came from between the rain curtains with an umbrella, so bright and vibrant, so chic and calm, Xiao Peixi's eyes hurt. The pain that fell on my heart was a long-lasting sorrow.

For a moment, she suddenly felt that Feng Qingcheng and Ming Wanwan were extremely compatible.

It is not difficult to find a woman with outstanding appearance and talent, family background and skill, but a woman like Ming Wanwan is rare in the world. Feng Qingcheng's temperament is very different from that of his childhood, if he marries a lady from a delicate family, at most he will just respect each other. It's far from the happiness that comes from being in one place with a simple person like Ming Wanwan.

Regarding the affairs of Fengqing City, she inquired carefully and in detail, and for countless days and nights, the only thing she did was to chew on those things repeatedly.

He has so much on his back, and so much to face, where does he have the extra energy to play a game of chess with a woman. Those tactful and delicate thoughts will not be interesting to him, but only a burden.

When she was in the Northland, she had heard that the red thread of the old moon was not casually pulled. Fengqingcheng and Ming Wanwan don't seem to be compatible, but in fact, Ming Wanwan is the one who is most suitable for Fengqing City.

Xiao Peixi felt that her breathing was a little difficult, so she lowered her head slightly. The unwillingness and sorrow in my heart are intertwined, and it is not very tasteful. It was so uncomfortable that she still talked and laughed wittily, without revealing half of her thoughts and emotions.

The four of them talked about the weather, and talked about the fat and pink clothes, and suddenly there was no topic.

Feng Songniang habitually looked at Feng Yaniang, and found that Feng Yaniang was looking at the lake with her head slightly sideways, looking like she was enjoying the rain, but Feng Songniang knew her sister. She is hiding the embarrassment of not having a topic, and she is afraid that she is also thinking about a new topic.

Feng Songniang wrapped the purse tassel around her waist between her fingers, wrapped it around a few times, and finally a spiritual light flashed in her mind.

pestered the eldest sister-in-law to ask about those interesting facts and secret weapons, and the second sister and the third sister-in-law were not very interested. If the second sister and the third sister-in-law talk about those poems, feeds and other topics, the eldest sister-in-law will not be interested.

But she knew that the third brother also hid some of Cheng Wenzhong's books, and she had heard the third sister-in-law chant more than half of Cheng Wenzhong's words in the past. Cheng Wenzhong's things, the eldest sister-in-law knows a little more, and yesterday the second sister also borrowed Cheng Wenzhong's words from Qi Aozhai.

This is not a ready-made topic!

Feng Songniang let go of the tassel, her eyebrows flew high, and she pulled Feng Yaniang's sleeve and said, "Second sister, what you said yesterday was good-looking?" ”

Feng Yaniang reacted slightly, thinking that this was really a good topic that sisters-in-law and sister-in-law could talk about, so she said: "Fortunately, I saw more than 30 times in one breath." ”

Xiao Peixi didn't want to be silent, once there were no words in her mouth, the bitterness in her heart became more and more distinct. When the sisters heard a new topic, they immediately asked, "What book?" ”

Feng Yaniang said: "You should have seen it, Cheng Wenzhong's Water Margin." ”

Wan Wan heard that Feng Yaniang had seen it more than thirty times, so she turned her gaze. It seems that this sister-in-law thinks it is good-looking, otherwise she would not have seen so much in less than a day.

Feng Yaniang actually didn't like to read it, but because her eldest brother said that she had a good temperament to read this book, she came down patiently. At this moment, noticing Wan Wan's gaze, Feng Yaniang remembered that her sister-in-law said yesterday that this book is good.

At this moment, she didn't want to speak, and she didn't want to praise the book for being good, so she talked about the content of the book flexibly and wittily, "That Yan Po is a little shameless, and the other people's Oshi can't look down on her, but she rushes to post it, and in the end she wants to hurt others."

That Pan Jinlian was a little pitiful, but she should never be ashamed to have such thoughts about her uncle. ”

When Feng Yaniang said this, she found that Wan Wan's expression was a little stunned, so she carefully stopped. I secretly wondered if she had said something wrong? Since the eldest sister-in-law said that it was good-looking, then she must like to watch it. Is his argument different from that of his sister-in-law?

Wan Wan didn't expect Feng Yaniang's focus to be this. But...... There's something wonderful about that.

At this time, Yinque led a few little girls to bring a lot of melons, fruits and refreshments, and laid them out one by one. Feng Yaniang took advantage of this time to quickly sort out her thoughts, and was about to open her mouth to make up a few words, when she saw Wan Wan personally bring over half a cold melon, and handed a silver spoon in her hand very carefully.

"The second sister said it very well. Moisten your throat and continue. ”

Feng Yaniang was stunned, and before her brain could be understood, her mouth involuntarily began to work under Wan Wan's gaze.

For Feng Yaniang, Wan Wan admired it incomparably. Everyone can criticize, but few people can criticize like Feng Yaniang, who is well-founded, rhymed and rhythmic. Every word is lukewarm, but together it is sharper than the blade of a steel sword.

Wan Wan's admiration was revealed in her eyes, and she couldn't ignore it. Feng Yaniang repeatedly confirmed Wan Wan's eyes. Although you should be humble and cautious, but being looked at by your sister-in-law with such eyes, you can't suppress the fluttering in your heart at all, okay?

As soon as Ya Niang's heart fluttered, she couldn't help but exert more and more force, and made a comment and criticism into a gorgeous article.

Xiao Peixi stood up suddenly, said that she was unwell, and ran out of the pavilion as if she was unwell. The remaining two faces are inexplicable Ya Niang, Song Niang, and Wan Wan with a look of admiration and gratitude.

The cool breeze blew in bursts, but it couldn't blow the heat on Xiao Peixi's face and the annoyance in his heart.

Feng Yaniang didn't know what she was thinking about Feng Qingcheng. But just now, she always felt that Ya Niang was scolding her through Pan Jinlian.

In the end, it's a lack of heart.

Xiao Peixi carried a messy heart, and walked alone in the rain for a long time before returning to her residence. She withdrew from the girl and sat in the room by herself, peeling the melon seeds on the table in a distracted manner.

After Feng Qingxun came back, he looked at her at the door for a while, and then walked to the table, "You don't like to eat this, why bother eating it every day." ”