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Yuan screamed: "Someone! Come! My mother-in-law is dead! ”
Her voice not only attracted An Ge, An Lan and Lin Shu, who had been listening to the movements here.
It also attracted the Zhao family of the long house.
Shuying entered the house, walked to Lin Yan's side and whispered, "Grandma is going back to the house today." ”
Lin Yan raised her eyebrows, put down the history book she was reading in her hand and sat up: "Sister-in-law? ”
Seeing Shuying nodding, Lin Yan was happy: "Which way is this way that the immortals learned our tricks, thinking that others are fighting and having fun by themselves?" ”
Shuying pursed her lips and smiled, gesturing.
The eldest aunt Zhao is smart.
After Shuying told the inquire, she said, "As soon as the eldest grandmother came back, she called the uncle back, and the two seemed to have a quarrel in the house. ”
They didn't inquire about the situation in the house, and they probably could guess a thing or two.
Lin Yan waved her hand and sat back down: "Let's watch them make trouble." Let's be safe and secure these days, and tell the people below not to run out if it's okay, lest we be used as a gunman and get into trouble for ourselves. ”
Shuying was entangled for a long time, and held back a sentence: "Girl? Just do it and watch? ”
"And what else do you want?" Lin Yan asked.
"I always feel a little aggrieved to look at it like this." Shuying waved his fist: "It's really better to pick up your fist." ”
Lin Yan smiled: "Didn't your hand hurt last time you hit that Zhao Si's family?" Rest, I guess it won't be long before we go into battle. ”
Aggrieved?
Why isn't she aggrieved?
The twists and turns in the inner house are really annoying, but even if you swing your fists, you have to be famous.
If you don't have a reason to go up and beat someone, that's not cool, that's reckless.
Lin Yan picked up the history book in her hand again, it is always not wrong to read more, at least she can learn from the experience of her predecessors and avoid some detours.
There was a noble concubine in the previous dynasty, who was originally a princess of the dead country, who endured humiliation and burdens for decades and won the world for her son.
The level of dog blood in this matter is comparable to the new book in the market.
But which of those scripts and dramas does not come from life?
Well...... It seems to be off again.
Lin Yan shook her head and turned the page with the note in the book.
That's right, this book was sent by the Meningto, maybe he dislikes himself for being too stupid?
She blushed and thought for a while, squinted at the shadow, and saw that she was standing obediently with her head bowed, so she turned the note out again and quietly read it again.
If you don't want to be lovesick, you can avoid similar suffering. After thinking about it a few times, I would rather be lovesick and bitter......
She doesn't read much, but don't lie.
When others pass small notes, aren't they all wrapped in metaphors such as "angelica", "acacia carving" and "red beans"?
Where is there such a nakedness, is it possible that Mo Ning also reads less?
Mo Ning, who was missing, sat in the study, holding the secret letter from the border in his hand, and sneezed a lot.
The last time I didn't come, I didn't have time to tell Lin Yan about Lin Xiuhe, but I was disturbed by Li Nei, who was next to Queen Zhou.
Now Lin Xiuhe has made great contributions to the other party's first general.
He and Lin Yan's marriage, I'm afraid it won't be so easy for Emperor Jianyuan to agree.
I have to think of a way, Mo Ning touched his chin, looked at the mutton fat jade ring beside his hand, and his gaze instantly became gentle.
He stretched his waist and asked Zhang Chuanxi, who was standing at the door, "Where are the guards Guo, what news is there?" ”
Zhang Chuanxi hurriedly replied: "No." ”
Didn't I just give it to you?
Ask again, not bothered?
But he didn't dare to show anything on his face, remembering that Yan Furong had served him since he was a child, and he had been in front of his master for so long.
Say click, click.
Zhang Chuanxi's neck was cold, and he couldn't bear to touch it.
He went to see off the master, burned paper money, and His Highness didn't say anything, and gave him a thick burial with silver.
Alas, Zhang Chuanxi sighed secretly, as long as a rootless person serves a good master, what do you want to do so much?
Mo Ning got up and paced back and forth a few steps, always feeling that there were some things to do as soon as possible, such as operating to seal Lin Xiuhe.
After all, Lin Yan is so noisy, she may not be able to get the Guogong Mansion.
A little waiter hurriedly came outside and whispered a few words to Zhang Chuanxi.
Zhang Chuanxi hesitated, entered the house and said, "Master, Duke Xinguo is here again." ”
Mo Ning was silent: "How many times have you refused?" ”
He had always refused a few times, and he would come to meet him again, holding Lin Li's appetite high.
Without waiting for Zhang Chuanxi to answer, Mo Ning waved his hand: "Forget it, take it to the living room." ”
Lin Li lives in the same house as Yan Yan, and he is an ancestor and grandson, so he should have indirect contact with Yan Yan.
Lin Li happily followed Xiao Nei into King Ning's mansion, and sat in the living room ready to say something later.
I didn't know that he was not there, and the Guogong Mansion was in chaos.
The chaos was caught off guard, at least Lin Yan thought that she would have to wait a few days.
Yuan's use of serving the Yang family is sick, and he talks with a stick in front of the Yang family every day.
The Yang family married this daughter-in-law in order to alleviate the financial crisis of the Jining Hou family, who knew that the Yuan family was also shrewd and did not let her get any benefits at all.
When she was in a hurry, she cried to Lin Xiumao, saying that her mother-in-law would endure it if she was harsh, if her husband's family took the money, why would her mother-in-law's nephew dare to think about her dowry.
Ignoring it again and again, Lin Xiumao also became suspicious after talking too much.
Yang's centrifugation of his son and his own was all blamed on Yuan's head, and he served and tortured every morning and dusk to serve tea and pour water, but Yuan patted his ass and said that he would go home to take care of his sick father.
Yuan is an only daughter, if she is stopped and not allowed to go back, outsiders will have to make irresponsible remarks.
Yang's eyes are out of sight, who knows that now she is jumping out again.
This heart-to-heart yo.
Yuan handed the hot tea to Yang: "Mother-in-law, just read the scriptures, what do people do the Buddha can see!" ”
Yang's eyelids moved, and the hand holding the rosary was secretly tight, but he still knelt motionless in front of the Bodhisattva and continued to read the "Lotus Sutra" copied by Lin Shu.
Yuan Shi moved the teacup forward and leaned it up again: "Mother-in-law has a sip of tea, right?" How old is this, and you are not thirsty? ”
Yang's chanting speed became faster and faster, Yuan blew the tea, and simply drank it slowly;
"This is half a pack of big red robes given by my father, I heard that it is the kind for the royal family. In fact, I can't drink it well, and the tea in my mouth is a feed: astringent! ”
Yuan finished drinking a cup of tea and snatched the fan in An Singer: "You go out, there's nothing to do with you here!" ”
An Ge's lips moved, knowing that the eldest grandmother was not a good person, so she retreated to the door but didn't dare to really go out.
Yuan took the fan and snorted the fan: "Is this strength good?" Mother-in-law, why do you sweat so much on your head? ”
With the wind of the fan, the scriptures turned over several pages by themselves, and the aroma of pen and ink rushed straight to Yang's nose.
I don't know if it was caused by Yuan's trouble, or the smell of ink was a little pungent, Yang's dizziness was uncomfortable, and his body couldn't help shaking.
Yuan's eyes were sharp, and he immediately threw a fan to support Yang, and screamed: "Hurry up, my mother-in-law has fainted!" ”
Yang was angry, and she came to the Buddhist hall to chant in order to avoid purity.
Who knew that Yuan Shitian shamelessly followed in!
Accosted?
The vagueness of the hippie smile passed and continued to stay.
Ignore?
After a while of tea, and a moment of fanning the wind, the mouth never stopped.
This is trying to yourself off!
Yang shook off Yuan's hand violently, and glared angrily: "You just want to anger me to death!" ”
Yuan sat on the ground with his buttocks, clapped his legs with both hands, and his voice spread loudly far away: "Mother-in-law wronged me!" What's wrong with my filial piety? Am I going to move forward when I can't get up when you're sick? Isn't that a slap on my face? ”
You can't get up sick!
Yang was about to get up with his hands on the ground, but who knew that he really fainted in front of him. Mobile phone users should browse and read for a better reading experience.