There are thousands of things in the world, only hating the unsatisfactory, red cherries, green plantains, and the streamer ruthlessly throws people away.

What could he do at that time?

If he had had the chance to do it all over again, would he have been able to stop this heartbreaking tragedy?

However, when such a sentence is asked now, how many heartaches and pains are not exhausted.

The town of jacaranda is full of flowers and trees, and the craftsmanship of making spices in the town is also a must, and it is said that the gift of sachets and sachets during the New Year's festival is a beautiful thing, so it is not a good choice to send incense, and it does not break out of the rules.

Before Guan Yingshan returned to Qingcheng, she personally selected the materials and carefully sewed the sachet to hold the incense made from the new flower buds she picked every morning for a year.

Those early morning buds add a few herbs, add three or four coins of rice wine to soak through the bones, and then dry them together into a porcelain jar, seal them with fragrant wax, bury them in the shade of the flower tree, and wait patiently for half a year before taking them out.

Ground into incense powder and put it in the sachet, carry it with you, it is always fragrant, elegant and interesting, and it is also beneficial to the body and heart for a long time, which has the effect of calming the mind and concentrating.

The fragrance is not straightforward and violent, but rather sympathetic, with a long aftertaste, which makes Rong Pian prefer too much, and always carries one with him.

It is not that there are no other perfumers in this world, and there are many world-famous spices, however, I can't help but bring selfishness, so I followed a little eccentricity, and the incense of Guan Yingshan is unique and the best smell in the world for him.

Naturally, the things that are precious in his heart are not necessarily the things that others cherish, which is understandable, but how can he be cheap?

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Originally, Guan Yingshan happily prepared for a long time, stayed up a few late nights, all of them were sewn out of the sachet with a needle and thread, the stitches were fine, the workmanship was exquisite, the embroidery was a must, and the embroidery made by the best embroidery girl in the embroidery workshop was not too much.

Let's just say that where you are down, you can live by this craft alone, and you must be able to live in peace.

Guan Yingshan patiently filled in the incense, and carefully put them into the box one by one, for fear that they would not be meticulous enough, and even specially embroidered their small characters on the sachet bags given to the younger generations.

The intentions are self-evident.

Kwan Yingshan thought that her heart would be treated gently by others, and that would be the best New Year's greeting she would receive.

As soon as the sachet was taken, there was a little more aroma floating at the banquet, Rong Xun squinted his eyes, pinched the wine jug, and secretly said to himself, it is so fragrant.

He has always known that Guan Yingshan is a rare and good wife.

Guan Yingshan got up with a smile, picked up the sachet from the handmaiden's hand, and personally handed it to the juniors standing behind him.

"At the beginning of the new year, this year's homework should also be more motivated, oh, Alu, this is for you. ”

The children of the Rong family are all single words, such as, Rong Xun, Rong Pian, they are all Rong family descendants, and the side line is the compound word, this generation is the Qi word generation, Guan Yingshan in the mouth of the law, the full name is called Rong Qi Lu.

The child named Ah Lu didn't like to talk very much, so he reached out and took it in his hand and rubbed it, showing a little joy.

He opened his mouth to say something.

When he inadvertently raised his head, he met his father's eyes during the banquet on his side, and for a moment it seemed that he had been pricked by a needle, Rong Qilu quickly restrained his expression, lowered his head, and just said thank you sullenly.

Guan Yingshan patted him on the shoulder gently, smiled faintly again, and walked to the other side.

Standing still in front of the other child, she smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Ah Cheng has grown a lot taller, and it is gratifying to look at it! ”

Rong Qicheng, the son of the Rong family, is only twelve or thirteen years old, is the child of an elder in the clan, usually with his parents arrogant and extravagant, quite extravagant, since he has raised a high and low temperament, plus, in the end, in the long hearted age, easy to be influenced by others, is often to listen to his mother in private chatter to belittle Guan Yingshan, after all, he listened to a few points, learned a few points, and learned a little, that is, he began to feel that he did not like Guan Yingshan for no reason.

Anyway, what the mother said was true or false, and he didn't care what the reason was, what the mother said.

Seeing Guan Yingshan approaching, he naturally reached out to receive the things handed by Guan Yingshan.

His eyes rolled as soon as he rolled his eyes, and his originally happy face suddenly collapsed, and he threw the sachet to the ground in front of everyone.

There was a snap, and a chaotic incense was thrown.

The smile on Guan Yingshan's lips suddenly froze, like a painting that has added to the defeat, wants to fall, and is about to collapse.

The floor of the banquet hall was lavishly carpeted, and the sound of the fall was not very loud, and the sachet was limp on the ground, lonely, like an abandoned child, at a loss.

Everyone looked sideways, and the malice in their eyes was more and more embarrassing.

Seeing that he was a blockbuster, Rong Qicheng couldn't help but feel a little proud, and he answered without any psychological burden, "Phew, what kind of cheap thing is this, dare to bring it to our Rong family's banquet!

As he spoke, he stretched out his feet and stepped on them viciously.

It was as fierce as trampling on some hateful person.

It was originally a shiny sachet bag, but suddenly there was an extremely ugly footprint.

Guan Yingshan was speechless, feeling as if those two feet had stepped on her heart.

Seeing that Guan Yingshan didn't speak, Rong Qicheng became more and more arrogant, and he complained dissatisfiedly: "The uncles and aunts next to him are all wrapped up in the New Year's Eve, and the gold, silver and jade are mostly festive, you are good, just give such a thing! Oh, didn't you come back from that broken place in a hurry, so you didn't prepare anything, so you grabbed it casually to make up the number? Hmph, then you have to see if it's qualified! It's just pretending to add my name to something that someone else has done, can I still not see it? I can coax Rong Qilu's idiot!"

The ignorant child's words seemed unintentional, but they seemed to be particularly stinging, like a loud slap in the face, in front of many Rong family members, and slapped Guan Yingshan in the face.

Guan Yingshan's face turned pale and stood stiff, in a dilemma.

The crowd gloated, and revealed their secret smugness, so that their malice could be added to it.

Guan Yingshan was angry, Rong Lian couldn't help but worry, there was a rare anger in his eyes, he grabbed Rong Qicheng's collar and asked coldly, "You say it again!"

Although he was suffering from a vicious illness, Rong Pian's stature had always been a little weak, but at this moment, the chill in his eyes made Rong Qicheng tremble.

He's dangerous.

This thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and Rong Qicheng could clearly distinguish in an instant, this sick seedling was more dangerous than Guan Yingshan.

Besides, today, the head of the family still takes special care of him, and he has always praised him high and low, Rong Qicheng felt a little speechless, reluctantly pursed his mouth, looked away, and did not answer.

Rong Lian's sudden movement startled everyone, and the hall fell silent for a while.

"Ah Cheng, how can you be so unreasonable to the master's mother! If you talk nonsense again, you will go to the ancestral hall to meditate!"

should have apologized, but Rong Qicheng's mother belatedly spoke up and pretended to accuse: "Don't blame the head of the family, Ah Cheng is just an ignorant child!

After speaking, he pretended to be angry, read a few words of Rong Qicheng painlessly, and then beckoned to summon Rong Qicheng back to the banquet.

Rong Qicheng naturally knew that his mother was protecting him, so he hurriedly responded and came down.

Rong Lian didn't hear the apology, so she refused to let go.

Rong Qicheng glared at Rong Lian proudly, pushed his hand away, swaggered away, and his eyes seemed to say, I said it, she said, what can you do with me?

Rong Pian's back was straight, like a bamboo knot that would break at any time, and there was a fishy sweetness in his heart.

The matter was calmed down under Rong Xun's stopping, and the banquet resumed its liveliness, and everyone seemed to have nothing to do, pushing the cups and changing the lamps again, smiling at each other.

He and Guan Yingshan are like two outsiders who are incompatible.

He saw Guan Yingshan slowly bending down and squatting, and he didn't know what kind of mood he had, so he reached out and picked up the sachet that had been trampled on, and gently patted the dust off it.

Looking at the sachet in his hand, he didn't stand up for a long time, as if he was wandering.

The laughing crowd didn't seem to notice what Guan Yingshan was doing, and directly ignored her, or they were still secretly looking sideways between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, and laughed secretly.

They unscrupulously admired the wounds of others, and even sprinkled a handful of salt with a gloating gaze.

Never apologize.

Rong Lian suppressed the bloodshed in his heart and walked over to help Guan Yingshan.

As he squatted beside her gently, he thought in his heart that he wanted to comfort his mother.

When I looked up, I saw tears in those eyes.