When the dinner begins, there is inevitably a drink. As the head of the family, Fengcheng is not good at words, but he speaks sincerely and from the bottom of his heart: "Hongluan is blessed by God and can return home safely. From today on, he must not act recklessly again.
Let the father worry."
"Yes!" Madam Dong stood up and agreed, wiping her tears, "Your father is so worried about you that we are helpless. Today Erniang and your sister went to the mountain to pray to the Buddha to bless you and come back soon.
I thought that the Buddha really appeared."
How could Feng Hongluan not know whether he was going to bless or not? Probably only Fengcheng was a little relieved to hear this: "I'm sorry Xue Qing, you are so thoughtful, okay, okay, now the family is reunited, I am very happy."
Ah, come on, have a drink, Hui Qing, you can have tea instead of a bar, drinking will hurt your health."
"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough! Thank you brother-in-law for your consideration. If you drink a cup and a half, it should be fine."
"Just be obedient, you kid." Fengcheng told the maid, and the maid hurriedly replaced Han Huiqing's wine cup and brought a cup of tea. Han Huiqing smiled apologetically and said to Feng Hongluan, "That's fine, uncle."
There is tea instead of wine."
"My uncle is in good health. Now that the weather is getting warmer, he will definitely be able to recover before the palace examination." Feng Hongluan raised his wine glass and said "blessing" in the direction of Han Huiqing.
"Yes, uncle, you should take good care of your health. When the day of the palace examination comes, do your best and come back with the top prize. We, Feng Mansion, can also claim your glory."
He Jixiang also raised his glass to wish.
Han Huiqing smiled bitterly: "Hey, I think so, but this body - let's not talk about this disappointing thing. Come, let's drink and eat."
This meal was enjoyed happily. Feng Hongluan looked at everyone on the table. How happy it would be if the smiles on these people's faces, including her own, were not just masks, but sincere. Unfortunately, the damage has already been done.
However, even if they sincerely regret now, she is not Guanyin Bodhisattva, so how can she forgive easily? No, she will never forgive.
Fengcheng was happy and drank a few too many drinks. Feng Hongluan originally asked Butler Lan to help her father to rest, but Dong volunteered. Han Huiqing was also exhausted, so Han Xiang and others helped her back to rest.
Feng Hongluan and He Jixiang were full of wine and food, and He Jixiang suddenly suggested that he invite Feng Hongluan to the courtyard to enjoy the plum blossoms at night.
Feng Hongluan knew that He Jixiang must have something to tell her, so she went with He Jixiang. The plum blossoms in the garden were already in full bloom, and some had withered many petals. In the yard, there was a curl of flowers, and the plum blossoms were elegant.
, the floral fragrance is also light and refined.
He Jixiang responded to the scene and chanted: "All the fragrances are swaying down, and only the beauty is noisy, taking up the charm of the small garden. The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk."
Feng Hongluan chuckled lightly, without showing off to He Jixiang, and said, "Sister is so elegant, but it's getting late. If you have anything to say, please just say it."
He Jixiang had a somewhat hurt expression on his face: "Does my sister have to be like this? Are we sisters really unable to go back to the past?"
"Then I need my sister's sincerity. I said that if you are willing to help me do that, I will treat you as if nothing has happened to you. I will still treat you like my own sister. Moreover, I will never break my promise on the three conditions.
.”
He Jixiang broke off a branch of plum and sighed slightly: "The world is unpredictable. It's like me. I always regard you as my sister, but I steal your husband. It's best if you can really let go. I'm afraid you will resent me.
, just like this plum blossom, it refuses to rest even in the coldest months of winter."
"What does sister mean by this? Are you afraid that I will hold a grudge? Can't you trust me?"
He Jixiang hurriedly said: "No, I'm just putting myself in my shoes. If you had betrayed me like this, I would forgive you. After all, it's me who is so stingy that I can't let it go. Even if you do everything possible, I will never really forgive you. I won't forgive you until now."
You are just like before, and I have finally reaped the consequences and know how much harm I have caused to you."
She said it euphemistically. What did He Jixiang insist on doing? Feng Hongluan understood what she meant: "After all, my sister thought that I was being stingy. I said I would forgive, and I will forgive you. If you are afraid that I will go back on my words,
What's wrong with us making a contract?"
He Jixiang didn't expect Feng Hongluan to understand the meaning of her words so quickly. Sure enough, she was no longer the stupid Feng Hongluan who couldn't even recite a few poems.
Well, she said bluntly, if He Jixiang was beating around the bush, it would seem coquettish, so she might as well say it bluntly: "Sister, don't be offended. In fact, I have written the contract a long time ago. Here, sister, take a look. If there is no doubt, then
If you don’t make any changes, how about you make a deposit and each save a copy?”
It would have been easier this way, so as not to waste her time.
"Okay!" Feng Hongluan took the contract and took a look at it. He Jixiang was really smart and wrote the entire transaction clearly. If Feng Hongluan wanted to cheat, she could make the contract public.
I think He Jixiang had already expected that after Feng Hongluan found out why Ling Che acted and why Ling Tianci died to protect the Lord, he would definitely not give up and it would be detrimental to the Ling family. As a result, He Jixiang held in his hands
This contract can restrain Feng Hongluan. If anything happens to the prosperity of the Ling Mansion, as long as the contract is made public, Feng Hongluan will have nothing to do with it.
Feng Hongluan was not afraid because she never thought of cheating. She met her three conditions.
He stretched out his hand to He Jixiang neatly and cheerfully: "Where is the ink pad?"
Seeing how happy she was, He Jixiang felt a little more at ease, and the ink pad was naturally ready.
The two of them pressed their fingerprints, one for each person. When everything was ready, He Jixiang completely let go of his worried heart: "Hongluan, I will never do anything sorry to you again in the future, and please believe me,
Truly forgive me."
"If this is done well, I will naturally forgive you, reach these three agreements, and promise you a happy future."
Under the red plum tree, two women appear peaceful, but in reality, they have their own minds.
*
After returning from the plum blossom appreciation, Liuxiang was helping Feng Hongluan pack her clothes. Feng Hongluan told her to go to bed first, so Liuxiang put the remaining messy clothes on the screen and knelt down.
As soon as Liuxiang left, Feng Hongluan took out the contract from his sleeve and threw it under the bed. What difference does it make to her, this piece of paper is good and useless. She doesn't need it. What she needs is probably He Jixiang.
She undressed and got ready to go to bed. She had been extremely tired these past few days and she didn't want to think about anything. She just wanted to go to bed and rest.