[Rebirth] Deep house raising dumplings

In the afternoon, the rain lightened a little.Yin Chan wrote a letter with his own hand, and attached Wanxiang's note, and asked the servant to send it to the Yamen of Yongzhou. With a few strokes, he sent his beloved girl out.

I even brought lotus seed soup with rock sugar from the kitchen. Young Madam seems to be unable to sleep well these days.Jinlian couldn't figure it out, so she had to quietly cook some heat-clearing and detoxifying medicine, so that she could calm down her anger.

When I arrived at the veranda in front of the door, I saw the young lady sitting silently on the bench, holding a handcuff in one hand, and laying aside the other hand twisting the needlework, looking at the end of the corridor thoughtfully.

She seemed completely oblivious to Jinlian's arrival.Jinlian didn't want to disturb her, so he carefully placed the food plate beside her, and curiously, he looked at the end of the corridor.

Looking from the angle of the young lady, outside the dark wooden door, the second young lady was sitting alone on the stone steps, lost in thought. The moss looked clear and bright after being moistened by the rain. She looked at the lotus flower vat in front of her, and the lotus inside was out of water. It is extremely high, and the water from the eaves suddenly falls on it, trembling.

Jinlian couldn't help but find it strange that these two people have been so preoccupied since they came back from Yongzhou.The young lady was even more strange, it had been like this for the past one or two months, she clearly thought of the second lady, but she never went to look for her, she was willing to look at her from a distance, as if just looking at her like this was enough.After thinking about it, she realized that the second young lady was going to marry far away in Yongzhou at this moment, and the young lady had always been on good terms with her for so many years, so she would naturally feel reluctant to part with her for a while.Thinking about it, I couldn't help but also sigh for them.Looking at the young lady's hand again, it was a half-embroidered tiger, with its teeth and claws showing vividly, fearing that she would not be able to sleep in the middle of the night, so she stayed up all night and became a female celebrity.

Jin Lian felt a little distressed, so he persuaded: "Second Miss marrying the magistrate's son is a happy event. Young Madam, please don't be too sad. If you really miss her deeply, just go and see her from time to time. Besides, your natal family is in Yongzhou, so it's more convenient, isn't it?"

Yin Yang was taken aback, his hands trembled, and the needle he had been twisting pricked his finger.A slight pain came from the fingertips, Yin Yang spread his hands, and the blood that oozes quickly gathered into blood beads on Yubai's fingertips.

I would like to let out an exclamation, and hurriedly took out the silk silk and handed it over apologetically.

Yin Tang didn't say anything, just brushed away the blood casually.Putting down his hand stretches and needlework, Yin Chan slowly leaned against the porch pillar, but his eyes didn't move at all.After a while, she said: "No, after she gets married, I'm afraid she won't want to see me again in this life." After speaking, Yin Chan closed his eyes slightly, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and the corners of his lips were twitched. An inaudible smile.

I was puzzled, and hurriedly said: "Why is this?"

Yin Yang didn't speak again.She seemed to be asleep, with a peaceful and indifferent expression.

She couldn't understand better, she just wanted to make Wan Xiang hate herself.After a few words in the morning, Wan Xiang had already made everything clear, but still did not wait for her response.Hearing what she said, Yin Chan felt happy in his heart, but the longer the joy, the deeper the sadness.

Yin Chan began to rejoice that he hadn't told Wan Xiang clearly. Wan Xiang was impulsive, and she was not afraid of the worldly vision and feudal constraints. Certainly something will be done.Even Yin Chong couldn't imagine the situation at that time. If it really got out of control, Wanxiang would end up like Nanfeng and Qingse. Yin Chong was not afraid of death, but she was afraid of Wanxiang's harm.Such a person who is as delicate as a flower looks so fragile that it will break at a snap.

th.If the heart is dead, it can be regarded as dredging from the bottom of the pot.Yin Chan thinks he is not as bold as Wan Xiang, she dare not extravagantly hope to be together, she only wants her to be safe for the rest of her life.

"Young Madam..." Jin hesitated and finally spoke.

Yin Yang turned his head sideways.

"Snow Flower...is dead." Jinlian said tremblingly, "Since you went to Yongzhou, Snow Flower has also disappeared. The woman who was boiled on the back mountain just found it last night, and it seems that she is already dead. God."

Yin Chan suddenly opened his eyes, and frowned: "Didn't the second miss ask you to take care of things at home? It's all right, why did the cat die?"

Jin even swallowed her saliva: "I don't even know about it. I was basking in the sun at noon that day, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and I can't find it anywhere."

Yin Chan felt a pain in his temple, got up, and put his hands back into the house: "Let's go, go and see the snowflakes."

Xuehua's body was randomly placed in the firewood house in the backyard. After being exposed to the wind and sun, it was already dilapidated, and the original round and naive appearance was nowhere to be found.It rained again this morning, making it even more frightening.

"But someone did it on purpose? I remember that Aunt Feng didn't like it." Yin Chan frowned and asked.

Jinlian shook his head, and pointed to the wound on the back of Xue Hua's neck: "It looks like she was bitten by some animal, and she bled profusely before she died. She must have been in danger when she went out to play, and she couldn't escape."

Yin Chan turned around: "Then just bury it, it likes to eat fish and meat, put some in it. By the way, this matter is quiet, don't let the second lady hear any trouble." After finishing speaking, she Just as I didn't want to stay longer, I left in a hurry.

Snowflake died too.The connection between her and her seems to be weakening and fading a little bit.Maybe after a few years, as Yin Tang himself said, Wanxiang's feelings for her will cool down.With a husband, an in-law's family, new people and new affairs, and her own child, Wanxiang is determined to forget that she is a cousin who can only stay in her mind forever. Vague.

After I buried Snowflakes as ordered, I felt a little bit emotional when I came back: "Thinking that the young lady once raised a cat, it was all white, exquisite and delicate, and it was also called 'Snowflake'. It was just that I accidentally scratched the cat in the end. Madam's satin was beaten to death. So Yangwu is sad, and it probably doesn't end well in the end."

Yin Tang listened, and his heart became colder again.Deep love, deep pain.The relationship between the two of them was endless, and Yin Chan was glad that she could wake up in time and curb her impulse.

As for the snow flower, Yin Chan had a bad premonition when he heard its name from Wanxiang, but unexpectedly it came true.She was a little sad, and she couldn't escape her fate in the end.

The happy event slowly began to be organized.

Qingse got married a few years ago, and Yin Chan also handled it, so it's easy to handle it now.It's just that she was a little more selfish, embezzled money from the bank and Xi family's savings, and made Wan Xiang's wedding a lively one.Even if she couldn't reach the Yongzhou Yamen, at least she could guarantee that Wanxiang would go out in a very good way.

The noise in the front yard made Xi Wanxiang feel uneasy, she bent down to write on the desk, and in front of her was the copybook that her cousin sister-in-law had written for her.But the writing on it was so beautiful, Xi Wanxiang looked at it and felt that her own writing was difficult to read, so she put down the pen and simply stared at the copybook in a daze.

Looking at it, it seems that I can still smell the faint and familiar fragrance of my cousin's body, but this fragrance will no longer belong to me.There are too many distracting thoughts in my heart, and I feel a little shame when I look at it again.So, I had to put the copybook back to its original place.

If when we met at the beginning of the year, I knew it would be such an unbearable result, Xi Wanxiang thought about it, and she would rush to try it.She was the life of a moth, and she couldn't die, so she always wanted to try.

Soon, news came from Yongzhou.The horoscopes of the two fit together, and they will be able to respect each other as guests and grow old together.

The date was set seven days later, and it was said to be an auspicious day for this year, and there would be no chance of missing it.I don't know if it's true or not, anyway, for Yin Yang, it's better to be late than early, and if you keep procrastinating like this, I'm really afraid that one day I can't help but want to change my mind.

It's the day.As soon as the cock crowed, the Xi family, who had been busy all night, quickly woke up, and the servants who were arranging the dowry began to move things again.As soon as the time comes, the team to see off the relatives will start from Xi's house, so everything must be prepared before then, without any delay.

Yin Tang stood in front of Wanxiang's room door, hesitated for a moment, and then raised his hand and knocked on her door.

As soon as he put down his hand, the door opened.Xi Wanxiang's hair was loose, and her sideburns covered half of her cheeks, so she looked extremely thin.Her black and white eyes looked at Yin Dang: "Come in."

"Today is a good day for you. Your mother should have combed your hair for you, but she is no longer here, so I can do it instead." Yin Chen smiled gently and followed into the door.

"Elder sister-in-law is like a mother. Over the years, she has been taken care of by her cousin-in-law, and Wanxiang is moved." Xi Wanxiang also smiled at her, and sat down on the round stool in front of the dressing table.

Yin Tang took the wooden comb from Wan Xiang's hand, carefully watched Wan Xiang's straight back, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.It's rare for the two of them to talk so much in so many days.Before coming in, Yin Tang even thought that he would be stared at by Wan Xiang.

Wan Xiang's hair is fluffy and fluffy in her hands, and it can be combed smoothly to the end.It was as familiar as combing her hair many times in the past, but he was reluctant to end it, after all, it was the last time.

From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of the red wedding dress hanging on the hanger. It was made of the best silk, radiant like water patterns, and breathable. In this sweltering summer, I would not feel uncomfortable at all.It was sent by Boss Chen and hand-picked by Yin Chan.

After combing his hair after all, Yin Chen carefully placed the tiara on Wanxiang's bun, and with a slight movement, the fine pearls and jades collided together, making a clear ringing sound.Immediately, Yin Yang carried the wedding clothes over again and helped her dress neatly one by one.The movements were gentle and soothing, not daring to breathe out.

During the whole process, neither of them said a word, Xi Wanxiang's lips kept smiling faintly, as if this marriage had nothing to do with her, she was just a complete outsider.She just quietly watched Yin Yang dress her up neatly, fastened the placket on her chest and under her ribs with dexterous hands, and lowered her eyebrows and eyes gently.

"Sister-in-law, you've lost some weight." Xi Wanxiang said without thinking.

Yin Chan was holding the red hijab for her, and said with a smile: "You can't neglect your marriage, so naturally you have to do it yourself."

"Is it because of me, or is it because the magistrate wanted a compliment?" Xi Wanxiang asked.

Yin Yang's figure paused.Before she could speak, Wan Xiang laughed again: "Sister-in-law doesn't need to answer, I'm just talking casually. As soon as the sedan chair arrives at the mansion, your brother will be home safely, you don't have to worry."

At this time, Yin Chen didn't argue any more. He smiled kindly and shook off the red hijab: "Of course I'm not worried. The fortune teller in Yongzhou is the most accurate. You and Mr. Yu will be able to make peace with each other." Ming. At that time, when your cousin comes back, we have a child, and you also have a child, let our children play together, maybe we can make a baby kiss."

Wan Xiang was playing with an exquisite rouge box, she sneered, opened the rouge box, and closed it again: "This is given to me by Qingse. She didn't leave anything behind, yet she made me so envious."

Yin Tang was noncommittal, as if he didn't understand Wan Xiang's meaning, he wanted to put the hijab on Wan Xiang's crown, but Xi Wanxiang grabbed his wrist.She used a lot of strength, and Yin Chan frowned in pain for a moment.

Wan Xiang got up and approached step by step.Yin Chan stood not far from the wall, took a step back, and there was nowhere to go.

"I have tempted you so many times, but every time you are ambiguous, you also know that I am stupid, so I misunderstood you. You make me more and more happy with you, and it becomes more and more difficult to break free, but you tell me firmly I can't, push me into the mud. You are so cruel." Xi Wanxiang said softly, but it was like a knife, cutting Yin Chan's heart back and forth.

Yin Tang was speechless, and the pain and hatred in Wan Xiang's eyes were clearly visible.

The slightly childish face is set off by a gorgeous wedding dress and a bright crown, which is also self-styled and charming.Being watched so intently by her, Yin Chan forgot to run away.The distance moved closer and closer, and the lips almost touched.

Keeping such an ambiguous distance, Xi Wanxiang suddenly laughed.

"I'm curious."

"Curiosity... what?" Yin Chen said with difficulty.

"Curious, at this moment, do you have something to look forward to?" Wan Xiang slowly rubbed her cousin's wrist, and Xi Wanxiang was almost addicted to the cool touch.

Seeing that she was embarrassed and unable to break free, Xi Wanxiang let her go.He took the head covering from her hand, turned around and walked back to the original place, looking a little lonely. "From now on, there will be two irrelevant people. Xi Wanxiang wishes my sister-in-law a safe life and no more worries."

The red hood fell down, and the eyes were filled with a shocking and fuzzy red.

Back then, did the sister-in-law see herself in such a color?Xi Wanxiang squinted her eyes, and through the redness, she seemed to have returned to seven years ago.

Double blows and double blows are delivered to the door, and the sound of crying and marriage is heartbroken.The dowry was piled up all over the floor, and the hall was filled with congratulations.

Their story begins with one wedding and ends with another.

Xi Wanxiang knelt in front of the sleeping grandmother's window and kowtowed three times, and then slowly walked out of the corridor with the help of her father.

When she walked out of the gate, Wan Xiang couldn't help but lift her hood and look back at her cousin.At this moment, she thought, if the sister-in-law is also looking at her, and the eyes of the sister-in-law are red, she will never marry.But the sister-in-law standing under the hall lowered her head and didn't look at her at all. She was as dignified and peaceful as usual, and she was so stable that it chilled her.With voices of urging, the red hood was put down again, and Xi Wanxiang finally stepped out of the house, towards a lifeless future.

The sound of blowing was getting farther and farther away, and there was only a lonely desolation in the empty courtyard.Only then did Yin Yang raise his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and a tear fell from his socket.