Luo's mother-in-law's surname in Yan's Mansion is Zeng, and he works in the department.

The Hui Shi Office is specially in charge of the exchanges between the Yan Mansion and other prefectures, which is also more convenient for her to manipulate the news.

Since Zhangfu's carriage entered the hospital, Zeng's mother-in-law's heart has not fallen for a moment.

She only got the news a few years ago, saying that the three sisters and brothers of the Zhang family would never enter the Yan Mansion alive.

What about today?

Finally, I looked forward to the sunset, and I looked forward to the quiet of the people, and when the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard were locked, the great-mother-in-law found out the room where she lived.

She has been operating in the Yan Mansion for many years, and she has relied on the support of the Luo clan to fight the people in the mansion, so it is not difficult to sneak out of the mansion in the middle of the night.

Great-mother-in-law went out of Yan's Mansion and came to the depths of Baihua Lane.

There are several small houses with two or three entrances, and Mrs. Zeng stopped at the door of a courtyard and gently buckled the cast iron beast-faced tin ring on the gate three times.

Some of the red wooden doors that had lost their paint creaked open, and Grandma Zeng dodged in.

You can see through the lantern on the lintel that the plaque of the gate reads the word "Luofu".

At night, only the lights were still on in the main room of Luofu.

The great-grandmother was led into the warm pavilion of the main house.

Different from other mansions, the person sitting on the big kang by the window drinking tea is not an old lady or a young master or girl, but an elderly mother-in-law.

Seeing Mrs. Zeng come in, the mother-in-law who was drinking tea put down the tea cup in her hand and said, "It's here." ”

"Mother Duan." Mrs. Zeng hurriedly stepped forward, "Something bad! ”

Mother Duan, who was sitting on the kang, frowned, "What are you talking about during the Chinese New Year?" ”

"The second aunt and grandmother, the fourth young master and the fifth girl of the Zhang family are here." Mrs. Zeng stepped forward, "Didn't you say before that you wouldn't let them come here alive?" Now...... "A fine Han came out of the forehead of the great-mother-in-law," "If we are exposed, the Yan family will not let us go." ”

Duan's mother sneered, "Yan Jialing has been dead for so many years, aren't we still alive?" What can she do to us when her children come? ”

Zeng's mother lowered her head weakly, "You don't know, the children of the Yan family's aunt and grandmother are quite similar to her, and they are frightening to look at." ”

"People are dead, what is there to be afraid of."

Mother Zeng raised the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, "Mother Duan is not afraid that Aunt and Grandma of the Yan family will come to you for revenge." ”

"She's been buried in the cold ground for ten years, I don't believe it......" Duan's mother didn't finish speaking, and the window next to her was hit by something, and she made a loud sound.

Duan's mother was so frightened that she hurriedly rushed to Zeng's mother's side, pushed the tea cup on the kang table to the ground, and made a crisp sound of broken porcelain, which was particularly harsh in the dead of night.

Then, with a meow, a dark shadow scurried past the window.

Zeng's mother smiled and said, "I thought Duan's mother wasn't afraid." ”

Duan's mother glanced at Zeng's mother with her eyes, "You came to discuss things with me so late, so why scare me." ”

Zeng's mother restrained her smile and looked at Duan's mother, "What should I do next?" ”

Duan's mother raised her hand and made a gesture of wiping her neck under her chin.

Zeng's mother's eyes widened, "Just you and me?" ”

Mother Duan smiled gloomily, "Tomorrow morning, I will send someone to deliver a letter to the eldest young master." If you can solve them on the way back, it can be regarded as a contribution to your aunt and grandmother. ”

Zeng's mother nodded, but muttered in a low voice: "I'm going to kill people again......"

Of course, the conversation between the two will be listened to word by word in the ears of Hua Jin, Hua Chen and Jiang.

…………

The sky was twilight, and the sun was rising as usual.

Early in the morning, it is the most lively time in Xuanyunju.

Jiang's, Yan Shaoning, and Yan Yuxi brought Hua Chen and Yan Yuke together to invite Mrs. Yan in the morning.

Mrs. Yan's complexion was obviously much better, and she sat on the kang and looked at her children and grandchildren with a smile.

She waved her hand, and the maid Peony next to her came over with three red lacquer and gold boxes, "Grandmother doesn't have anything to give you, this is a little heart." ”

The three sisters, brothers and sisters took the box separately and opened it in front of Mrs. Yan.

Hua Hui and Hua Jin are a set of gold inlaid jade heads, and Hua Chen is a jade pendant, a fan pendant, and three pieces of jade with hooks.

The three of them gave Mrs. Yan a thank you gift.

Jiang also asked the maid next to him to take out her own meeting gift.

What Jiang sent was the same as Mrs. Yan's, it was a red gold head and jade.

Yan Yuxi and Yan Yuke also had gifts for them, although they were all gadgets, they were all novel Western gadgets.

Yan Shaoning scratched his head, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Uncle Xiao didn't prepare these gifts. ”

Hua Jin raised his lips and smiled, "Didn't the little uncle already give us a silver ticket of five hundred taels each?" ”

Yan Shaoning squeezed his eyes at Hua Jin, signaling her not to tell her ridiculous way of giving gifts.

Looking at his anxious look, Hua Jin covered his mouth and smiled.

Mrs. Yan said, "Finally, there is still an uncle." ”

Yan Shaoning smiled, "Mother, is this the child's private money that he has saved for a long time?" He scratched his head again, "But give me these nieces and nieces, the children don't feel distressed." ”

Mrs. Yan bowed her head and added: "You can go to the ancestral hall today." ”

This time, not only Hua Jin and Hua Chen, but even Yan Yuxi and Yan Yuke also laughed secretly, and the morning invitation ended in such an atmosphere.

The Yan family is indeed as Hua Jin expected, although the population is not large, but the atmosphere is very good.

Hua Hui, Hua Chen and Hua Jin stayed in Xuanyunju to accompany Mrs. Yan to breakfast.

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, Mrs. Yan didn't forget to remind Hua Jin, "Didn't you say that Luo asked you to bring something to that subordinate?" Did you find it? ”

Hua Jin smiled and bowed, "Found it." "There's no way to find it.

After finishing breakfast, Mrs. Yan asked the three of them to wear cloaks, and she also asked the maid to wear a stone blue carved silk squirrel cloak.

The three of them followed Mrs. Yan out of the main room of Xuanyunju.

Just when I didn't know where my grandmother was going, I saw that the maid cuckoo had already walked quickly to open the east wing, which had been locked.

From the moment Hua Jin stepped into the courtyard of Xuanyunju, he was curious about what secrets were hidden in this locked east wing.

At this moment, seeing the look on her grandmother's face, she knew the answer.

The cuckoo didn't follow, only Mrs. Yan led the three of them to the east.

The second room on the east side is also a warm pavilion, in addition to the golden horn kang table that Yan Mansion is accustomed to on the big kang near the window, there is also a magpie Dengmei double-sided embroidered kang screen.

Further inside, the bedrooms, whether it is a carved shelf bed or an eight-door high cabinet and an incense table and a long case, are all exquisitely carved and made of high-quality materials.

The embroidered Fusu flower tent on the carved shelf bed is hooked by a bronze tent hook, but the person on the bed is no longer there.

The small gold enamel furnace on the incense table seems to have residual incense, but the Yiren has passed away.

There is a three-layer makeup niche on the long table in front of the window, and a box of rouge seems to have not had time to be put in.

Hua Jin can even think of how the person who sat here at the beginning was like a window.

"Grandmother." Hua Jin helped Mrs. Yan's hand to tighten unconsciously, "This is my mother's boudoir." ”

Mrs. Yan bowed slightly, looking at the box of rouge on the case, "Your mother has been by my side before she got married, and I have never been willing to let her move out of Xuanyunju. ”

The daughter who she regards as a pearl is now separated forever.

In this room is a mother's deep longing for her daughter.