Jiang Pengpeng felt a pain in her head, and she reached out and touched it, as if wrapped in a cloth.

Opened the mosquito net and looked around at the strange environment, although the whole room looked old-fashioned, but a little more luxurious, a large bed in the center, a big vanity mirror in front of the bed, and some black and white pictorials were posted in the room, which added a bit of fashion to me.

The decoration of this bedroom is also similar to that of the Republic of China.

She got up and sat down in front of the vanity mirror, and the woman inside had her hair in a bun like a cloud.

Wearing a silver hairpin on her head, a small face without powder, she looks extremely bleak, and there are slight fine lines at the corners of her eyes, which still does not affect her own beauty, and she looks a little more than twenty years old.

Looking at it again, the clothes on his body were an olive-green shirt, buttoned from the crunching place, which appeared to be relatively wide, and below was a long blue-gray skirt, which was long to the ankle.

It's the kind that people in the seventies and eighties generally wore.

Just then, she heard footsteps coming from outside, and the sound of crackling things breaking.

It wasn't until footsteps appeared at the door of her room that it was half an hour later.

Jiang Pengpeng probably understood, it was the gold finger she exchanged this time, commonly known as Shunfeng Ear.

Then, Jiang Pengpeng quickly got up and lay on the bed.

"Ma'am, are you awake?"

An old and hoarse voice came from the door, it sounded like the voice of an elderly woman, Jiang Pengpeng carefully retrieved her memory, if she didn't guess wrong, she should be Xu Cuilan, the next person in the family.

She was a faithful servant of her good sister.

"Come in."

Jiang Pengpeng slowly sat up from the bed.

As soon as Xu Cuilan pushed the door open, she came in and saw Jiang Pengpeng sitting on the edge of the bed in a dignified manner.

She was a little surprised, and hurriedly said, "Madam, are you feeling better?" Why did you get up? ”

Jiang Pengpeng nodded, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"The eldest young master, he ......" Xu Cuilan hesitated for a long time, and said with embarrassment: "I am destroying the flowers and plants in the yard again, and I have also broken many vases." ”

"Okay, I got it."

After Jiang Pengpeng nodded, he put on a fox fur coat and went downstairs to the courtyard.

Xu Cuilan has been following her cautiously, a hint of suspicion appeared on her face, since her wife fell her head and leg that day, she has not gone out in the bedroom for half a month, why do you seem to be okay today?

Jiang Pengpeng came to the courtyard and saw a boy of his age, holding a whip in his hand, destroying flowers and trees everywhere.

Even a few jars in the courtyard were all destroyed by his men.

Lin Hongyi did not stop his movements because of Jiang Pengpeng's arrival.

"Go buy a few more cylinders." Jiang Pengpeng opened her mouth and instructed a few subordinates on the side, although everyone didn't know why, they would never disobey her.

"Mrs. ......"

The subordinates all looked at her with puzzled eyes, thinking in their hearts that it was possible that they were not going to punish the eldest young master.

Almost the entire Lin family compound knew that Lin Xinrong, the handsome Lin Xinrong, married a woman who was more than twenty years younger than him, Su Yazhen, who was the sister of his deceased wife.

If he couldn't forget his wife before marrying her, he never touched her, but taught her to raise his deceased wife's son Lin Hongyi.

said yes, after all, they are sisters after all, and he is not at ease if he hands over his son to outsiders, and this is what Lin Hongyi's mother specially instructed before she died.

As we all know, Su Yazhen is a knowledgeable little woman, and Lin Hongyi is an arrogant and domineering young master, the two are of the same age, but they want Lin Hongyi to call her her mother.