Hearing this, Meng Lianyi sneered:

"Then you can see if I dare."

After that, he glanced at Li casually and turned around to leave.

When Meng Lianyi's back disappeared, Li realized that he was scared into a cold sweat.

Thinking that he had been bluffed by the always cowardly concubine, Li felt annoyed in his heart.

But just feeling the sharp pain in her hands, she still didn't dare to trouble Meng Lianyi again.

In the end, he could only turn around and leave angrily.

I can't cure Meng Lianyi by myself, there is always someone who can cure her.

It's just a newly married bride, and it's hard to turn the sky upside down.

The other side.

Meng Lianyi didn't take Li's little episode to heart, and went back to his small courtyard directly.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mo Xiuran squatting on the ground and teaching his younger brothers and sisters to write on the sand table with a branch, and when he saw Meng Lianyi coming in, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly put down the branch in his hand and ushered in Meng Lianyi.

"Aunt Meng, you're back."

"Hmm." Meng Lianyi smiled and nodded.

While putting down the basket, he waved his hand to the three children: "I went to the county seat today to buy some snacks for you, see if you like it." ”

As he spoke, he took out two oiled paper packets and handed them over.

Meng Xuanzhi's eyes lit up as soon as he heard that there was something delicious, and he hurriedly ran over.

Then he looked at the oil-paper bag in Meng Lianyi's hand, sniffed his nose and narrowed his eyes happily: "It's the smell of pine nut candy." ”

He had seen the second dog in the village eat this before.

It is said that his father and mother bought it from the county seat, and the second dog gave him some to eat at that time, and he remembered the taste.

It's just that he is still young, and now he still remembers the way the original owner spoke ill of him before, so he didn't dare to stretch out his hand for a while.

Looking at his pitiful appearance, Meng Lianyi chuckled.

Then he placed the paper bag directly in his little hand.

"Take it and eat it."

After that, he handed another paper bag to Meng Jinge casually: "There is also this, let's go and eat together." ”

Meng Jinge was still a little awkward when he faced Meng Lianyi.

After taking the paper bag, although I was happy in my heart, I still said stiffly: "Isn't it just a packet of sugar, I don't like to eat it." ”

Just finished speaking, he looked at Meng Lianyi a little nervously.

Meng Lianyi didn't care about her little move.

I just looked up and smiled and didn't say anything.

When Meng Jinge and Meng Xuanzhi left with snacks, Meng Lianyi looked at Mo Xiuran, who was still waiting aside, and said, "I have already bought the apprenticeship ceremony, and I will take you over to visit Huang Xiucai after a few days of school vacation." ”

Hearing this, Mo Xiuran raised a shy smile.

Raising his head and nodding gratefully at Meng Lianyi: "Thank you, Aunt Meng." ”

Meng Lianyi shook his head indifferently: "It's okay, I said that I would help you find a better gentleman than Master Liu, and I will definitely not break my promise." ”

After that, as if he had thought of something, he took out the piece of fabric that he had specially bought for Mo Xiuran today from the basket and compared it to him.

Mo Xiuran looked at the brightly colored fabric and was stunned for a moment, and said with some astonishment: "Aunt Meng, this is ......"

"This is what I specially chose for you, you are about to re-enroll, and you must not dress neatly to meet the master."

Meng Lianyi chattered while looking at the blue cloth, Mo Xiuran's more and more lovely face was very satisfied.

Mo Xiuran looked up in surprise.

I didn't expect that she would prepare so much for herself in order to enter school.

For a while, I had mixed thoughts.

It's just that before he could think about it, Meng Lianyi continued to take out all kinds of things from the back basket.

There is rice paper as white as snow, as well as brand-new brushes, inkstones, and ink blocks.

He even took out two enlightenment books at the end.

Mo Xiuran, who watched it, didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Under Mo Xiu's incomprehensible gaze, Meng Lianyi directly sent the thing to his arms.

Then he smiled and said: "I have prepared some paper and pen for you, so you don't have to practice calligraphy on the sand table in the future." ”

At this time, Mo Xiuran was completely speechless with the things in his arms.

The reason why there are not many people who read books in this era is because everything related to reading is not cheap.

Consumables such as pen, ink, and paper are even more expensive.

Therefore, although Mo Xiuran was very economical when studying, the front and back of the paper were full of writing, so he was willing to throw it away.

Even when he practiced privately on weekdays, he used a sand table, just to save some money.

It's just that Meng Lianyi didn't expect that Meng Lianyi not only noticed this, but also bought himself a new pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

For a while, Mo Xiuran's heart was complicated, his hands clenched tightly, and he said in a deep voice: "These should be very expensive." ”

Hearing this, Meng Lianyi was stunned.

After reacting, he looked at Mo Xiuran's worried gaze, chuckled on the spot and shook his head: "Don't worry, it's not expensive." ”

Mo Xiuran was still frowning: "Aunt Meng, the silver left by my father shouldn't be enough to buy these things, ...... you?"

Meng Lianyi didn't expect him to ask this suddenly, so he was stunned for a moment and said, "It's really not enough, but I'm a bit of a dowry gadget, so I don't have to worry about the lack of money at home." ”

Hearing Meng Lianyi's answer, Mo Xiuran's brows furrowed even deeper.

He remembered that when Meng Shi married into his family, he didn't bring anything valuable at all except a set of clothes, so how could he suddenly be so many things?

During this time, although Mo Xiuran didn't say anything, he also sensed the changes in Meng Lianyi in his heart.

Although Meng Lianyi in front of him looked exactly the same as the woman before, he felt that they were not the same person.

After all, how could one person change so much in such a short period of time.

In the past, the Meng clan was greedy and vicious, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, as long as they were angry elsewhere, they would take out their anger on the three of their brothers and sisters.

But although Aunt Meng in front of her is gentle on the face, she is extremely resolute on the inside.

not only dared to argue with the uncle's family, but also directly asked them to take back everything they had robbed, and even secretly protected their three brothers and sisters.

I also remembered the food in the kitchen that would suddenly pop up from time to time......

Mo Xiuran suddenly remembered the story of borrowing corpses to return to the soul that he had heard from the village lady before.

It is said that some of the lonely ghosts in the mountains will take the form of mortals and live in their place......

For a while, what Meng Lianyi had done during this time quickly flashed in Mo Xiuran's mind.

The more he thought about it, the more Mo Xiuran felt that Aunt Meng and that woman in front of him were definitely not the same person!

Thinking so, Mo Xiuran clenched his fists, his eyes full of hesitation.

In the end, as if he had finally made up his mind, he looked up at Meng Lianyi and said, "Aunt Meng, you are actually not that woman, right?" ”

Seeing Mo Xiuran's little face wrinkled and a tangled look, Meng Lianyi suddenly smiled.

Sure enough, it was the IQ ceiling villain in the original book, and he found out that he was wrong so quickly.

Although his identity was revealed, Meng Lianyi was not worried.

Instead, he smiled and nodded: "Well, I finally saw it." ”

After all, she is not the original owner, and besides, she will have to live in this world for the rest of her life in the future, and she can't always imitate the appearance of the original owner.

So there will always be a day when someone will be discovered, but it will only be sooner or later.