At this time, the head of the Lin family, Lin Zhizhong, who has always loved calligraphy, was painting here with ink. His expression was focused, and there was a satisfied smile on his slightly old face. A good novel is here.
A freehand landscape painting has been roughly completed under his pen. It is really majestic, steaming clouds and mist, and has the spirit of everyone.
Just when he put the wolf hair in his hand on the ebony penholder aside, the crying third aunt also arrived.
Lin Zhizhong frowned and looked at the group of people walking in, feeling a little unhappy.
I don’t know what the third aunt is up to. Let her go and see how the stupid eldest lady can make herself come back crying.[
He wanted to ask what was going on.
"Lin An." The servant on the side was called.
"Here, sir."
"Go bring me a cup of tea."
"yes."
Lin An bowed and left. When he was going out, he bumped into his third aunt entering the door.
Originally, he was curious as to why the third aunt covered half of her face, but due to her identity, Lin An did not dare to ask more questions. She just lowered her head, bowed and saluted, and let the group of people enter the study.
As soon as the third aunt entered the door, she held up the silk and cried at the top of her lungs, "Master! I can't live anymore! I can't live anymore! You have to make the decision for me..."
"What are you doing? Why are so many of you running in here? Yin Xin, tell them all to get out, and you can tell me what's going on alone?"
"Master, you don't know. I'm so wronged today! I've never been in such a situation before! It's so scary! The eldest lady must have been possessed by something evil. It must be..."
Cui Yinxin, Lin Zhizhong's third aunt, held an embroidered white silk handkerchief and covered the left side of her beaten face. She howled like a dead person and walked towards Lin Zhizhong with small lotus steps.
"It's becoming more and more unruly. Why cry? Speak up!"
Lin Zhizhong was also a whiner. This roar immediately stopped Cui Yin from crying. He did not dare to cry anymore. He just stood next to the official hat chair where Lin Zhizhong was sitting, still covering his face with a handkerchief and looking up.
Then she looked at his face.
Although she stopped crying, she couldn't help but hiccupped and huffed her shoulders, which was very funny.
At this time, Lin An's tea was also delivered. The aroma was filled with mist and filled the room. It was the finest Maofeng tea.
Lin Zhizhong picked up the blue and white porcelain tea cup, slowly opened the lid and took a sip. He smacked his lips unconsciously and felt the tea liquid entering his mouth. The aroma directly entered his limbs and bones, making his whole body feel relaxed and his irritable mood calmed down a lot.
He put down the tea cup, raised his eyes, glanced at Cui Yinxin, the third concubine standing aside, and asked lightly: "What happened? Didn't I ask you to see Rou'er? How is she? Yes.
Haven’t you figured it out?”
"Master, this, it's really hard to say... You'd better go and take a look. I'm worried that the lady is possessed by a ghost! She, she seems to be a completely different person." As soon as Cui Yinxin got the chance to speak.
Opportunity can't help but accuse.
"Presumptuous! How did you say that? Who do you think is possessed by a ghost?"[
Although Lin Zhizhong didn't like his eldest daughter very much and felt that she had killed his mother and was so disobedient, he was still his own flesh and blood and could not tolerate being cursed by others.
"It's true. I don't dare to lie. If you don't believe me, you can ask the servant who went with me. Rou'er really seems to have changed. She actually... actually..."