Mid-Autumn Festival.

Jiangcheng, Feng family mansion.

Xiao Qingcheng was wearing a floral long skirt, with long black hair scattered on his shoulders, without applying makeup and beauty.

The Feng family has big branches and leaves, which is especially lively during the festival.

Walking in the mansion, she heard laughter and joy far away.

"Xiao Qingcheng!" At this moment, a harsh voice came.

Xiao Qingcheng turned his head and saw Feng Yan'er, the second lady of the Feng family who was dressed in an exquisite manner, walked towards her from the left path.

"I don't welcome you!" Feng Yan'er looked bad, "Leave immediately."

Xiao Qingcheng faced Feng Yan'er's drive away, and she was dignified and explained in a gentle tone: "Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, and my husband sent me a message to him, asking me not to be late."

When Feng Yan'er heard this, her face turned pale and said angrily to Xiao Qingcheng: "You are not worthy of my brother, leave my brother!"

"You have no choice but to decide whether you deserve it or not." Xiao Qingcheng's voice was gentle and he looked like he had no temper. "I won't say much to my sister. Your brother told me not to be late for the family dinner, so I'll say hello to him first."

"Xiao Qingcheng, if my grandmother hadn't made a baby marriage with your family back then, would you marry into our Feng family?" Feng Yan'er glared at Xiao Qingcheng angrily, "You are the only orphan left after your family's car accident. You went abroad to study since you were a child and returned to Jiangcheng to study in college, my grandmother was raising you. Now that my grandmother has passed away for a year, you are still relying on our Feng family and using our Feng family's money to eat and drink, so shameless!"

She hated Xiao Qingcheng because Xiao Qingcheng was a woman who was very handsome and always had a gentle and obedient face. She seemed to have never had a temper when she followed her family's words. She was liked by her elders and made her jealous and hated her.

Only she knew that Xiao Qingcheng turned around and became a different person, but when she said that, no one believed her.

Xiao Qingcheng ignored Feng Yan'er and walked away.

Feng Yan'er's angry face was distorted.

She was ignored by Xiao Qingcheng, a stinky woman who was arrogant and despicable!

But she still refused to give up and refused to give up on Xiao Qingcheng's back: "My brother is handsome and rich. The person who wants to marry him goes around the earth ten times. Please be more aware of it and get divorced!"

Xiao Qingcheng and Feng Shaoze were married in secret, so they knew that they were married only by the Feng family.

As Feng Yan'er said, she was an orphan. No one looked down on her except the old man of the Feng family and his deceased grandmother.

But because of grandma's life, no one dared to say a word. Until grandma passed away, after the old man did not care about the world, some monsters and monsters showed their true colors.

And she was too lazy to pay attention to these insignificant people.

The old man Feng Qixian, who looked majestic in the huge living room, glanced over and saw Xiao Qingcheng walking in, and he immediately smiled happily.

"Why did Qingcheng come back so late?" He asked Xiao Qingcheng gently.

The old man's words turned everyone's eyes to her.

Xiao Qingcheng looked obedient and gentle, and did not care about those ulterior motives.

"Grandpa, happy Mid-Autumn Festival." She walked to the old man Feng Qixian and greeted him gently, and explained apologetically: "Today I participated in an experimental project in the school. After finishing the experiment, I hurried back, but it was still too late because of traffic jams."

"Understand." The old man smiled leniently and said, "Shaoze has something to do when he goes to the study. Come over in a while and sit next to his grandfather and chat."

Xiao Qingcheng naturally would not refuse the requests from his elders, and sat down obediently to chat with the old man about family matters.

At this moment, Feng Yan'er looked at Xiao Qingcheng's face with a quiet look. A disgust flashed in her eyes, and she glanced at her aunt Feng Lian who came to the living room with her.

The two of them intersected their eyes, and their eyes were filled with plots.

Fenglian walked to Feng Qixian and opened the gift box in her hand, which contained a Tang Sancai inkstone.

"Dad, I know you like Tang Sancai. This is more than a thousand years ago, which I bought back from an antique dealer at a high price of 30 million yuan the day before yesterday, which is the inkstone of Tang Shi. I will give you as a Mid-Autumn Festival gift. I hope you will like it."

"Dad likes piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I told your brother that he wanted to give his father antiques. He didn't listen to me and gave him a massage chair." Feng Yan'er's mother, Remi, looked at Feng Lian, "Look at how much the gift given by the second sister is to her father's wishes."

"Mom, Dad and Aunt both want to give gifts to grandpa, unlike some people who come to eat rice empty-handed." Feng Yan'er suddenly said.

"Yan'er, don't talk nonsense. Eating rice is a derogatory term, which means the waste that lives in other people's homes. Only by relying on others can you live on." Feng Lian immediately took Feng Yan'er's words.

She glanced at Xiao Qingcheng and said, "There are all my family members present. Even if they don't bring gifts to celebrate the festival, it's inappropriate to say that they have a meal."

The people in the hall looked at Xiao Qingcheng who was coming empty-handed with different expressions.

A gloating flashed through Remi's eyes. The son Feng Shaoze, who made her most proud, could marry any famous lady's daughter. She was accompliced ​​by the old lady to marry the useless Xiao Qingcheng, which made her angry. Now she just wants them to divorce.

Feng Yan'er saw that Xiao Qingcheng's expression remained unchanged, and she was secretly angry. She and her aunt sang and mocked Xiao Qingcheng as a waste. As a result, Xiao Qingcheng was so thick-skinned that his expression remained unchanged and was still obedient.

The shameless woman really angered her.

Feng Qixian subconsciously looked at Xiao Qingcheng beside her. Seeing that her face had not changed, he looked at Feng Yan'er and said with majesty: "Yan'er, your aunt is right. Speaking the word "eating rice in front of her family will make you look very uneducated."

"Fortunately, there are no outsiders here at the family banquet, so outsiders need to hear it. How should we think that this is how our Feng family teaches our children?"

Xiao Qingcheng looked at the old man deeply with his eyes. She knew that Feng Yaner and Feng Lian were mocking her.

But she knew her role in the Feng family very well, so she let them laugh at her, but they won't be able to laugh at her for long.

But she didn't expect that the old man would protect her like this, which really touched her.

When Remi saw that the old man was protecting Xiao Qingcheng, she was so angry that she was so angry that she was not talking because of her usual image as a good daughter-in-law. In the end, she could only endure it and not speak.

When Feng Lian heard Feng Qixian blame her niece Feng Yaner, she quickly changed the topic and said with a smile: "Dad, don't be angry, Yaner is young and ignorant. Look at this inkstone, how beautiful this color is, look..."

Feng Qi's virtuous daughter Feng Lian humiliated Xiao Qingcheng. When she took the initiative to hand over the inkstone, he turned around and left without looking at it.

Feng Lian was ignored by Feng Qixian, and she was not angry. Instead, she simply put the inkstone in Xiao Qingcheng's hand and said, "Qingcheng, I heard from Yan'er that you chose cultural relics courses when choosing courses at school. I guess you have some of your own opinions. Let's talk about this inkstone."

When Xiao Qingcheng saw the old man leave, he was about to take the opportunity to leave, but she glanced at the inkstone that was forced into her arms, but she was still intercepted to her way.

As for her elective courses at university, she has never seen any cultural relics courses, and Feng Lian clearly makes things difficult for her.

When Remi saw that the old man left and no one protected Xiao Qingcheng, she became more confident in her tone: "Qingcheng, our Feng family is not a charity, just give you food and clothing. If your studies are so bad, I think you should not embarrass us by studying, otherwise where will the face of our Feng family be exposed?"

"So Yan'er said you know how to appreciate it, so you can talk about it carefully, and it's not in vain that our Feng family raises you so big. Hurry up, tell us."

Xiao Qingcheng's gentle eyes swept everyone away. She saw gloating on everyone's faces, and she knew that everyone was watching her make a fool of herself.

Feng Yan'er looked even more fearless.

Her hand holding the inkstone tightened slightly. She looked at Feng Lian, who was waiting for her to make a fool of herself, and said in a gentle voice: "Since my aunt and mother asked me to say it, then I wouldn't be careful about talking about this inkstone. We can't let the Feng family's cultivation of me be wasted for so many years."

"Aunt, Tang Sancai was made because of the many glaze colors, among which yellow, green and white were the main ones. The ancients used red, blue, yellow, black and white as the main colors. The color on the edge of the inkstone looked dark red and actually dark purple."

"It was not that there was no purple in ancient times, but that purple was not mature in ancient times. In addition, the technology of antiques was unearthed for more than a thousand years. White will turn white into gray and black when encountering oxygen. At the same time, the painted pottery will be mixed with traces of corrosion by the soil in the long term."
Chapter completed!