But when she looked at herself in the mirror, she hesitated, she wasn't sure if she was doing the right thing? Will it make my grandfather even more sad because of this?

She took a deep breath, looked at the copper basin on the side, got up and walked over, "Don't bring back their sad memories, right?" ”

She bent down and was about to wash off the makeup on her face, when a scolding voice came from behind her, "Don't move!" ”

Yue Qingran's movements froze, and she slowly turned around, feeling apprehensive in her heart, like a child who had done something wrong, "Outside-grandmother!" ”

"Wan-Wan'er!"

Yue Qingran hurriedly waved her hand and was about to explain, but the old lady immediately stepped forward and hugged her in her arms, "Wan'er, mother's Wan'er, how long have you not been in your mother's dream to see your mother?" Mother misses you! ”

Listening to the old lady's cry and the thoughts she said, Yue Qingran's heart became more and more guilty, she shouldn't have pretended to be Huang, but now it's too late to say anything, she can only hug back and coax the old lady like a child.

The old lady kept telling Yue Qingran in her ear about her thoughts about her daughter, and said all the words that she didn't have time to say.

I don't know how long it has been, Yue Qingran looked at the smile on the corner of the old lady's mouth in her sleep, but she was still unwilling to let go of her hand.

It is impossible for the old lady not to find out that she is pretending, but she just looks at her with a similar appearance!

She looked at her dress in the atmosphere of rivers and lakes, as if she had made some decision, gently broke the old lady's clenched hand, got up and walked out.

Yue Qingran gently closed the door, and Ziyin's voice came from behind her, "You are?" ”

Yue Qingran slowly turned around and smiled at Ziyin.

Ziyin covered her mouth suddenly, "You-you?" Miss? ”

Ziyin looked Yue Qingran up and down, and saw that Yue Qingran was dressed in a red and capable tunic with all the cuffs tightened, and her hair was tied up with a simple red ribbon of the same color, showing her heroic posture.

"Miss, where did you get your clothes? I almost didn't recognize it, but how do you feel that your outfit is a little familiar? Like a person? ”

Seeing Ziyin's serious thinking look, Yue Qingran smiled, "Like my mother?" ”

Ziyin's eyes lit up, and she nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, it's like Madame, but the slave remembers that in the following years, Madame hasn't worn this too flamboyant color much!" ”

"This is what my mother wore before she got married, how about it? Looks good, right? ”

Ziyin nodded wildly like a chicken pecking rice, "It's beautiful, it feels like a different person." ”

Yue Qingran smiled and pointed to the study not far away, "Is my grandfather here?" ”

"The owner of the village went to the forging pavilion before, and the slave saw the owner of the village returning to the courtyard, but the slave and maid didn't know it if they were not in the study."

"As long as I come back, I will definitely be in the study." Yue Qingran waved her hand at Ziyin and walked straight towards the study, "I have something to do with my grandfather, you go and get busy first!" ”

"Oh!" Ziyin pursed her lips, and suddenly realized that she was here to find her own young lady, and hurriedly spoke, "Miss, the young master has gone to the back mountain to hunt, let the slave maid come and ask you, see what game you want to eat?" ”

"As long as it's normal, I can, don't pick!"

"Oh!" Ziyin was about to run out to spread the word, when suddenly she paused, and saw that Yue Qingran had already entered the house, and muttered to herself, "What is normal?" Are bamboo rats and snakes normal? Doesn't count, right? ”

Ziyin looked at the study and saw that Yue Qingran was no longer visible, and whispered in the shape of a trumpet, "Miss, don't you think it doesn't count?" ”

Seeing that no one answered, she immediately showed a satisfied smile, "Miss, since you don't say it, then the slave maid thinks the same way?" ”

Then she ran out quickly, "The slave knows that the young lady is the same as the slave!" ”

Yue Qingran walked into the study and saw the old farmer wiping a brand-new sword.

When the old farmer heard the footsteps, he didn't raise his head and said, "What kind of moth do you want to make?" ”

"Grandfather!" Yue Qingran called out with some hesitation.

Hearing that Yue Qingran's tone was not quite right, the old farmer's hand moved, slowly put down the sword, and turned back strangely, when he saw Yue Qingran's dress, his pupils contracted suddenly, and then he said angrily, "Who let you wear this dress?" ”

Yue Qingran was stunned, "Grandfather! ”

The old farmer immediately pointed out the door and said viciously, "Don't call me grandfather, go, replace me!" ”

Yue Qingran was taken aback, and guessed the old owner's different reactions, but she still didn't expect him to be so angry.

Seeing the old owner's slightly trembling fingers, Yue Qingran lowered her head, "I-"

"What are you still doing?"

Seeing that the old owner no longer wanted to see him, Yue Qingran sighed, "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through." ”

She then turned around and walked out, and as soon as she returned to the room, she immediately changed her clothes, looked at the mirror that was her appearance, and sighed heavily.

Because I've been thinking about this matter, Yue Qingran is also worried about it when I have lunch.

After everyone dispersed, Yue Qingran came to the study again, and just wanted to knock on the door, she saw the old farmer who had fallen asleep on the table with a pestle in one hand through the crack in the door.

She walked in lightly, looked at the charcoal basin on the side, added more to the charcoal fire, and picked up the cloak on the shelf next to her, and put it on the old owner's body.

Yue Qingran half-squatted on the ground, looking at the old owner's gray hair and beard, and gradually remembered the familiar and unfamiliar face of the Huang family in her memory, and felt very uncomfortable.

She didn't know why, she subconsciously leaned her head lightly on the old owner's lap, she just wanted to lean on, but somehow, she magically fell asleep.

Listening to Yue Qingran's steady breathing, the old owner slowly opened his eyes, looked at Yue Qingran's side face, and had mixed feelings in his heart.

He watched motionlessly, time passed little by little, Xu was afraid that Yue Qingran would catch a cold, so he took off his cloak and covered Yue Qingran's body.

Suddenly feeling a weight on his body, Yue Qingran slowly opened her eyes, checked whether she was drooling for the first time, and then found that she had an extra cloak on her body, and raised her eyebrows to look at the old owner with a weak face.

The old farmer coughed twice and picked up the teacup in disguise, "Don't worry about it, the owner of this village just woke up and found that he had something more on his body, which was too cumbersome." ”

The corners of Yue Qingran's mouth never came down, and she didn't refute it after listening to the old owner's quibble, and threw herself into the arms of the old owner, "It's okay, grandfather, just be hard-mouthed, anyway, I'm thick-skinned, you can't get rid of me." ”

The old farmer pushed in disgust, "Go, go, I'm not your grandmother, I don't eat your set." ”