Su Li's cousin came over that afternoon. Jin Yu recalled to Xu Xiu that she was not ordinary ugly, with a small nose, eyes, and mouth, and a mean look.
Jin Yu would rarely describe strangers in such a vicious way, so Xu Xiuyi had to ask: "Why, they have offended you."
Jin Yu snorted: "She thought she was Grandma's guest, who is the master of our Su family. I left three embroidery patterns left and didn't let Miss Qing take them away, so I sent them away myself. I met Grandma in the yard.
My cousin at home asked me to help her move a chair into the house. She wanted to read in the yard for a while, but even a grandma would never order me around like this."
No wonder Jin Yu is unhappy. Jin Yu is a servant who follows his master. Xu Xiuyi is a very respected and worshiped character in Dafang's mind. Even with the gold, jade and silver jade, Dafang will smile and be polite when he sees her.
Jin Yu already had a sense of superiority in Dafang, but now she was being bullied by a foreign cousin, so naturally she was not happy.
Xu Xiuyi laughed: "What's the point of being angry? I'm really angry."
"What happened to grandma?"
"That's all, maybe you will understand in the future. By the way, when you ask Qing girl to embroider, if you embroider a purse for me, I will give it away."
"As a gift, grandma wants to give it to someone. I can just embroider it and give it away. Grandma, you don't look down on me either. You think the things I embroider are too low-status."
Xu Xiuyi looked at Jin Yu speechlessly, she just moved a chair, how could she drop her worth so much by herself?
"You don't have enough time to think about this, why don't you help me think about how to deal with the second master. Miss Qing wants to learn guzheng, and I asked my grandma to agree. Miss Qing misses people's kindness very much. I'm afraid she will remember it in her heart.
She owes me Qing, so I stopped by and asked her to give me a purse so that she could repay the Qing so that she would not worry about it in her heart."
Everyone in the big house is very grateful for their kindness. Because of Xu Xiuyi's repeated help and support, they now treat Xu Xiuyi as their master. They all seem to be polite to Xu Xiuyi and the people in Xu Xiuyi's house.
Xu Xiuyi didn't like this feeling. She didn't like that Su Jinye, as the eldest brother, always gave her advice every time she went to the store, and she didn't like that Su Li would send any good things to her house.
Simply, she took some "benefits" from Dafang and accepted some favors from Dafang to make Dafang feel better.
Hearing this, Jin Yu stuck out her tongue and looked a bit naughty: "I know, grandma, I'll go there later. Grandma, summer will be here in two months. Do we need to call someone to come to the flowers in our yard?"
Change a batch?"
Rich people are very particular about how many times they have to renovate their gardens during the four seasons of the year. They plant plums in winter and peaches in spring, fill the courtyard with lotus pots in summer, and have osmanthus fragrant in autumn. Xu Xiuyi is not particular about these, and just said: "How was it in the past years?
It will be the same this year.”
After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "Don't touch my yard. The old lady will take care of it as usual."
"Grandma, why don't you change it?"
"I'm used to seeing things like wasting money and losing lives. These trees are here."
Jin Yu said "Oh" and recalled to Xu Xiu: "Are you still making clothes for the summer today?"
"Every time I make a house, I have to withdraw silver and make a few more sets. My Su family is no longer what it used to be, and the business of Baoning Hall is also bleak than before. Although I won't be frugal, I can't be extravagant and wasteful anymore. Originally,
I can no longer wear the clothes I used to wear, so I have to tell the accountant that in the future, apart from monthly silver, no other payments can be made to each room."
According to the previous rules of the Su family, eight sets of clothes were made throughout the year, not including the clothes that each room made by going to the accountant in private to pay money. Xu Xiuyi alone had four cabinets filled with clothes.
Take a look and you will see that they are all brand new and can be worn for three to five years without any problem. What else are you wearing?
The Su family's wasteful habits must be changed since she is in charge of the family.
Jin Yu still agreed with this and nodded to write it down.
Xu Xiuyi didn't have any other instructions. When Jin Yu went down, Xu Xiuyi felt really tired, so she just went to bed and lay down to read.
It was getting dark. After setting up the clothes at night, she ate some casually and went to bed early.
As soon as she lay down, she heard Jin Yu's conversation with Su Li in the yard.
"Go to bed so early."
"Yes, my grandma is tired of reading the account books during the day."
"Huanhuan, Third Grandma is asleep. Let's go back and come back tomorrow morning."
Huanhuan is probably Su Li's cousin.
Mrs. Su Li still doesn't give up? She wants to bring the person to her to see if she is satisfied or not.
It doesn't matter whether she is satisfied or not, she will never be satisfied.
But if Su Jinye wanted to do it, she wouldn't care.
This is ancient times, and her modern monogamy system doesn't work.
Listening to the footsteps disappearing, everything around her became quiet. She closed her eyes, but she did not fall asleep immediately. She was thinking of An Chengshao and the ups and downs of last night, and her body was so hot that she lost sleep.
How is he now? Is he asleep?
Do you miss her?
Oh, it turns out that the taste of longing is sweet, with a hint of melancholy.
*
He was thinking about her, lost in thought, and began to miss her from the moment they separated. Every moment he breathed, his nose was filled with her fragrant breath.
What's before my eyes is her figure, what's echoing in my ears is her laughter, and what's lingering on the corner of my lips is her taste.
He looked at the wall in front of him infatuatedly. There was a scroll hanging on it. He had painted it with her in mind. It was so lifelike, but he always felt that something was missing. He wanted to hold her and take a closer look, and then look at her again.
Repair this painting.
When Qin Yan rushed in angrily, he had no time to put away the painting. Qin Yan's eyes were red with swollen eyelids. When he saw the painting, his eyes became even redder, and he burst into tears with two packs of tears. He burst out crying.
"You really like that widow."
An Chengshao didn't want to hear her say that Xu Xiuyi was a widow, but he couldn't see Qin Yan crying like this. He didn't know whether to tame her or comfort her.
He could only ask dryly: "Why didn't you knock on the door when you came in? It's even more unruly."
"I'm knocking on the door for whatever reason. Is there something shameful that you can't let me see? You even painted a portrait of this widow. You promised me before that you would only paint for me."
An Chengshao didn't remember this promise. If he really agreed, he probably had to be annoyed by Qin Yan when he was young. He only agreed to perfunctory her. Now she has no memory of it.
Qin Yan cried even harder: "You also said that to buy my favorite crispy pork buns, I would wait in the tea shed from afternoon to evening, and from evening to midnight. Mr. Cheng, why don't you just tell me to go back by myself?"
What do you mean by making me wait for so long in vain?"
Qin Yan was probably so wronged that he cried so hard that his whole body started to tremble.
Only then did Mr. An Cheng remember what happened yesterday. How could he know that Qin Yan had really been waiting for that long? He thought that she would go back if she couldn't wait for him.
Now that Qin Yan was crying out for grievances, he felt guilty after all. He stepped forward and patted Qin Yan's shoulder gently: "It was my fault yesterday."
Unexpectedly, Qin Yan suddenly threw herself into his arms.
He was busy pushing her, but she held her tightly, almost crushing her whole body in his arms, and refused to let go.
An Chengshao used brute force, but she gritted her teeth and endured the pain.
An Chengshao was annoyed: "Let go."
"I don't, I won't let you go again, otherwise you will leave me alone again. I don't care what your relationship is with the widow. You can be good to her, but I am the only one you want to marry."
Qin Yan was no longer willing to maintain the so-called reserve.
She had been reserved all these years, but she made An Chengshao think that there was only a brother-sister relationship between them.
She doesn't want it, she wants to tell An Chengshao clearly that she wants to be his wife.
She used to think that Young Master An Cheng was so kind to her, and that he definitely didn't just have a brother-sister relationship with her. He must have some other feelings for her, but after yesterday and today, she finally understood that Young Master An Cheng liked the widow.
How could she lose to a widow? How could she give up the man she had guarded for more than ten years to a widow?
She settled for the next best thing and allowed An Chengshao and Xu Xiuyi to have a private relationship, but An Chengshao could only marry her.
She thought that she had already compromised enough.
But he didn't expect An Chengshao to respond coldly: "My wife can only be Xiu'er."
Qin Yan's smaller body froze, and then she slowly let go of An Chengshao. A pair of tearful eyes looked at An Chengshao with despair and anger: "She is a widow. She has been slept with by a man. Her husband
I'd rather be with the woman in the hookup than have her. You want the remaining women when others use them, Mr. An Cheng, when did you have such no taste."
An Chengshao's face was as ugly as death.
Although he was cold-hearted, he was always gentle in front of Qin Yan. It was this unique gentleness that made Qin Yan think that An Chengshao admired her.
But now, he was no longer gentle. He looked at her with a cold expression towards ordinary outsiders, which made her heart feel cold and her nose sore.
"I don't allow you to talk about her."
There is no warmth in speaking out a few words.
Qin Yan only felt a dull pain in her heart, and her nose was twitching as she cried pitifully.
"You like her that much?"
"Yes, I like it very much."
He answered firmly and without hesitation.
Qin Yan had an extremely miserable expression on her face: "You like me more?"
She was setting a trap for him. How could Young Master An Cheng not hear it? He looked at Qin Yan solemnly and did not answer, until he clearly repeated what he had been repeating all these years.
"Yan'er, I only treat you as my sister."
"I don't want it." Qin Yan went crazy and came up to beat An Chengshao's chest. An Chengshao just let her run wild. When she finally couldn't do it anymore, An Chengshao patted her shoulder gently and said, "It's late at night.
Now, I’ll ask Lu Qing to take you back.”
"Don't you want me? Don't you want me anymore?"
Qin Yan felt very miserable. She had chased him all the way to the capital. She would have given up anything for him. When she was very young, she told him, Brother Cheng, I want to marry you when I grow up.
When she grew up a little, she no longer called him brother, and she no longer knew how to call her husband. Instead, she began to call him by his name affectionately. She even practiced secretly countless times how to call him husband or husband.
Now, a cruel display told her that these were all dreams she had made, a one-man show.
Her heart hurt as if it was torn apart. She had done nothing in these years. She had only learned how to love An Chengshao, how to love An Chengshao to her bones and into her flesh and blood. But now, An Chengshao was
It shattered her bones and drained her blood, regardless of whether she was in pain or not.
She still couldn't believe that such a long-lasting dream was suddenly shattered.
She asked him carefully, begging him to give him a little warmth and hope.
But he answered unusually firmly: "Yan'er, stop making trouble, I only want Xiu'er."
"Impossible!" Qin Yan roared angrily and stared at An Chengshao with bloodshot eyes, "She is a widow."
"Shut up!" She repeated Xu Xiuyi's identity again and again, making An Chengshao angry.
He is a very calm person, and few people can arouse his anger. Qin Yan is undoubtedly one of them.
Qin Yan felt wronged and frightened by the yelling. She looked at her hatefully, covered her mouth and ran away crying.
After calming down, An Chengshao found Lu Qing and asked Lu Qing to watch Qin Yan all the way and send Qin Yan back.
After Qin Yan left, An Chengshao walked to the portrait again. Thinking that Qin Yan was talking about a widow, he suddenly had veins on his forehead and punched the wall.
"Su Jinyuan!"
He shouted these three words through gritted teeth.
It was this person who made his beloved woman bear the title of widow. It was this person who made him and Xu Xiuyi love each other clearly, but they could only do so secretly. It was this person who made him unable to take Xu Xiuyi into his arms unscrupulously.
Su Jinyuan, Su Jinyuan.
Even if he died, An Chengshao would feel itchy in his heart.
He hates Su Jinyuan, hates Mrs. Su, and hates the entire Su family.
*
"Boom!"
A loud thunder woke up Mrs. Su from her dream.
In the darkness, she sat on the edge of the bed, groping for a fire toggle, trying to light the oil lamp on the stool next to her. Another thunderstorm struck, and she shrank in fright. She shouted "Yingbi", but Yingbi didn't seem to hear her.
Old Mrs. Su shouted a few more words: "Yingbi, Yingbi, Yingbi."
"Grandma, Yingbi is dead in her sleep. If anything happens to you, my servant will take care of you."
There was a faint voice in the darkness, which sounded a bit familiar, calling her grandma.
Nowadays, everyone in the family calls her the old lady, and grandma is the name she used to call her more than 20 years ago.
She trembled: "Who are you?"
Among the maids who served her, the one closest to her was Yingbi Pearl. Later, when Su Yalan came back, she gave the pearl to her. There were also a few other maids who did menial work of moving and sweeping, and they usually couldn't talk to her more than a few words.
.
This voice in the darkness sounded familiar, but I couldn't remember which maid it belonged to.
She asked who you were, and only a dark person walked over to the other side without replying to her. She felt a cold air forcing her, as cold as coming from hell.
She instinctively shrank back into the bed: "Are you Bai Fang?"
There was a gentle smile over there, a smile that was a bit sinister and hollow, not like it came from a human being.
"Grandma is really forgetful. We haven't seen her for decades, and she can't even remember her slave's voice."
There was a thunderbolt, and the room glowed blue. In the light and shadow, stood a woman with long hair and a white robe, with a pale face and a blood-red mouth.
It was clearly not a human being, it was clearly a female ghost.
"ah……"
Su He, the old lady of the Su family, was so frightened that she screamed and a pair of hands anxiously held her arms.
"Old lady, old lady, what's wrong with you?"
In the dimly lit room, there was Yingbi's lively face. There was no thunder or lightning, only her own sweat all over her body.
It was a dream. It turned out to be a dream. She had never dreamed of Haiyan in decades, and today she had such a terrible dream.
She was in shock and looked at the top of the tent dreamily.
Yingbi thought something was wrong with her and hurriedly pushed her and called her: "Old lady, old lady, madam."
"I'm not dead, stop shouting, I just had a nightmare."
She had calmed down a bit and gave instructions to Yingbi.
Yingbi Hecai felt relieved and said: "Madam, I'll get you a cup of tea to calm your shock."
Just as he was about to leave, the old lady grabbed him: "No, just stay here and don't go anywhere."
Even though it was a dream, she was psychologically frightened.
The Haiyan in the dream was none other than the maid Haiyan she had come to marry, Su Jinye's biological mother.
Now she only regrets how she did such a stupid thing and sent the maid to the master's bed. As a result, the three Haiyan sisters were favored, and she became the one who stayed alone in the empty room and was left out.
If it weren't for the poison in that bowl of porridge, I'm afraid the master would still be reluctant to send the three sisters to the government.
Many past worries flooded into her mind, and Old Mrs. Su glanced at the window warily. The window was half open, the stars were shining brightly outside, and there was no sign of thunder or rain.
She finally settled down and realized that it was just a dream.
"Yingbi, go to the Buddhist temple and get my Guanyin Master."
She wanted to seek peace of mind, Guanyin Guanyin would protect her, and all demons and ghosts would not dare to come.
Even if the three Haiyan sisters were dead now and turned into ghosts and came back to find her, she wouldn't be afraid.
The three sisters were unkind and deserved everything the most. It was through her that they could fly to the branches and become phoenixes, but instead of being grateful, they joined forces to compete with her for her favor.
She was so coaxed that the masters didn't want to come to her room. After giving birth to the children, they were all so proud that they wanted to climb on top of her.
It's hard to say that she is also the most aggrieved one.
Thinking of this, she became more confident and even snorted from her throat.
"Haiyan, Yuyan, Feiyan, I have done my best to raise your children to such a big age. You should be grateful to me. Don't forget that it was you who were sorry for me in the first place."
What responded to her was the quiet night and the slightly cold crescent moon outside the window.
——Digression——
My hands cramped up when I was typing. It’s been a long time since I’ve coded 10,000 words at once. I did it in batches every time.
Haha, when the gold medal reaches 20 every day, I will add another chapter. If it is more than one chapter, it will cost 7,000, if it is less, it will cost 4,000. I am not sure, I am too lazy to die, and I don’t even want to divide it into chapters.