191 family banquet

"I'll tell my mother to ask the doctor to treat my sister..."

"Yes, go and tell your wife!" Bitong said hurriedly.

Xiaocangpeng was about to leave, but was stopped by Cheng Xueyan and carefully wiped off the sweat on his forehead: "Cang Peng hasn't been here for a long time, so he will stay with his sister for a while, and he is not allowed to go anywhere!"

Xiaocangpeng obediently snarled in her arms, playing with a wisp of her hair, playing with the powder in her makeup, and rubbed it on his face, but suddenly remembered something and jumped out of her arms to the bedside. Just as he was about to act, he suddenly turned his head: "No one is allowed to peek!"

The master and servant turned away from each other. Xue Yan quietly turned the diamond flower, and then saw what he stuffed under the lotus-colored gauze elastic pillow, patted it hard, and tried to make it as it was, and then turned back as if nothing had happened.

At this time, the two blue-dressed Muffs came over.

Xiaocangpeng frowned and turned his back: "Don't I even have the right to act freely? Don't forget, I'm the master! Didn't you wait outside? I just said that I would go down for a while. Why can't I wait for this time?

I don't know who learned it from. With such a serious expression, it makes people laugh.

However, the young master is always at the mercy of slaves. Although the two sisters are silent, Xiaocang Peng is no longer in a good mood. After the confrontation between the two sides for a moment, he looked up to the sky and sighed, shook his sleeves and left angrily.

As soon as there was footsteps on the stairs, his head was caught in the crack in the curtain: "Sister Xueyan, remember to turn over the pillow tomorrow morning..."

Tomorrow morning...

Cheng Xueyan smiled bitterly and looked Bitong.

Bitong went to the bedside.

"What?"

When I turned around, I had a lot of things in my hand.

Orange, lychee, cake, jujube and other fruits are plated with a string of copper coins worn by a double strand of red rope, which seems to be 100 cents.

Cheng Xueyan looked at Bitong puzzledly, but Bitong's eyes turned red: "The little prince gave the girl the New Year fruit, may the girl 'Ji', 'li', 'Gao'... And this lucky money, I wish the girl a long life..."

Bitong's voice chops.

Cheng Xueyan's eyes were hot and she slowly turned around.

If everything that happens in this time and space is just a dream, I'm afraid it's also a dream that makes people cry.

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When he was overjoyed, Cheng Zhun Huaifang found that there was no daughter Xue Yan among the people in the ancestral hall. When asked, Du Mizhen only said that she was ill.

Cheng Xueyan has always been weak, and it's not unusual to be sick, but it always makes people feel that there is one less person on such an important day...

"How long have you been sick?"

"I haven't been better since the twelfth lunar month, but now..."

Cheng Cangyi opened his mouth angrily, but was pulled by Qu Leyao beside him.

Cheng Zhuhuai frowned and stroked his beard and sent someone to look for it, but quickly came back and said that the eldest girl was very ill and was afraid she couldn't come.

Cheng Zhunhuai didn't expect his daughter to be so ill.

He has been busy with things in the palace until today. He originally planned to ask Tang Fanrou to help Du Mizhen take care of the things in the house. The actual intention is obvious, but Tang Fanrou avoided the Ganlu Temple. If she were here, Xue Yan would not be like this.

He stared at Du Mizhen seriously and went to Yanran Pavilion to visit his daughter.

"Master," Du Mizhen didn't seem to feel his disgust and lowered her eyes and said respectfully, "It's not good to miss the auspicious time. Xue Yan is sick and can't stand it. In case of the wind and cold along the way, won't it be aggravated?

"Madam said," Tang Fanrou also advised, "Master, why don't you hang up the god of joy first and then visit Xueyan? I haven't seen her for many days. Later, I went with the master, and I also begged for a Taoist charm for her..."

Cheng Zhun stopped with a cold face.

Du Mizhen ordered to hang up the portrait of her ancestors and glanced at Tang Fanrou with hatred.

There were candles and fruit refreshments on the table, and Cheng Junhuai led his family to worship.

After the ceremony, Cheng Zhuhuai went to Yanran Pavilion.

As soon as Tang Fanrou was about to go together, Du Mizhen said, "I'm happy and quiet in illness. I went to a room of people. What if the turbid air invades the patient?"

Tang Fanrou handed her the charm she asked for: "Mrs. Lao, please give it to Xue Yan for me."

Du Mizhen hung a sneer on the corners of her lips, didn't look at her, and followed Cheng Zhuan.

As soon as Bitong served Cheng Xueyan and fell asleep, she heard a messy footsteps on the stairs and looked at it in a panic, but it was the master's wife.

Cheng Xueyan was also awakened. When she barely got up to look, she saw a group of gorgeously dressed people walking in the shadow of the hazy lamp, but she couldn't see it clearly.

Cheng Zhunhuai was about to come forward, but was pulled by Du Mizhen: "I just came in from the outside, and there is still a chill on my body. Be careful of coldness..."

What she said is not unreasonable. Cheng Zhunhuai had to stop and wanted to say something about her, but Du Mizhen was here. Maybe she would quarrel again. Xueyan was sick, but she couldn't stand it anymore.

Bitong lowered her head and knelt down: "It's all the maidservants who didn't take good care of the girl. Please punish them..."

"The eldest girl is weak and has been sick and disaster-prone since she was a child. This year's weather is good and sometimes bad, and she always goes out to run away. She is not sure she will fall ill. How can she blame you?"

Du Mizhen is rare magnanimous, but who can't understand her?

Cheng Xueyan suddenly felt upset: "Xueyan just felt cold, but she had to visit the old lady in person and felt deeply guilty. Yanran Pavilion is seriously ill and afraid of infecting the old man and his wife. It is not a place to stay for a long time. When Xueyan recovers from her illness, she will apologize to the old lady..."

I came to see you with good intentions, but I even issued an expulsion order, and I don't know how to praise you! Du Mizhen curled her lips, but she didn't dare to leave and tentatively looked at Cheng Zhuhuai.

Cheng Junhuai never said anything, but looked at his daughter carefully, and his face became more and more gloomy.

"Master, let Xueyan rest. She is sick and can't stand the noise. Just pick out a few favorite dishes and send them to her. At that time, the firecrackers will sound together, just to drive away bad luck. Maybe the disease will be cured. On New Year's Eve, the gloomy atmosphere was heavy. Did the master forget that Xue Yao was also born during the Spring Festival when she was four years old? But it will be fine in the blink of an eye..."

Cheng Zhunhuai still didn't say anything. He looked at his daughter again and turned around and went out.

Du Mizhen hurriedly followed, but stopped again, took out an object from her sleeve and threw it into Bitong's hand: "Keep your girl safe."

When Bitong turned back to the house, she gave the embroidered purse to Cheng Xueyan, but Cheng Xueyan didn't even look at it.

Bitong was curious, untied the ribbon on it, and laughed out.

"Madam is really interesting. Obviously, she was sent by the second lady, but she refused to say it. If she hadn't seen this object, she would have really thought she was very merciful..."

But it turned out to be a string of amethyst bracelets. The thin wafers were carved into peach blossoms, finely broken, shining in the faint candlelight.

"This is the charm of the second lady's marriage for the girl..."

Marriage...

Cheng Xueyan smiled bitterly. Yes, the marriage is coming, and she is going back...

I unconsciously touched the bracelet that has been worn on my right wrist...

What about the bracelet?

The wrist is empty, and the bracelet made of willow leaves is missing!

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In the middle of the night, the sound of firecrackers has been continuous.

In the darkness of the fire, Chengfu often eliminated the old door god and changed to a new door god. The girls covered their ears and jumped and shouted. Then place the new statue of the Kitchen God on the shrine and "take the stove" with wine and fruit snacks.

The New Year's Eve dinner was set in Bicui Hall as usual, but because of Cheng Junhuai's cold face, the atmosphere was not very warm. Even Xiaocang Peng, who usually likes to talk and laugh, was not spirited and seemed to fall asleep.

Du Yingzi is a master who will never stop. Dai Zhen, who is eating, throws out a soft hum: "Mr. Dai, how many years have you spent in our Cheng's house? I can't remember. Is it possible that we will have this reunion dinner together next year? This meal is called 'family reunion', but I don't know which one Mr. Dai is from the Cheng family, and he didn't invite him? That is to say, my sister-in-law and husband are kind and generous, so they don't care about you. I said, there should also be a limit for fish eyes and beads! The boss is not a small man. He will be one year older after the Spring Festival, but he is still eating and drinking here. No wonder he has to apply such thick rouge on his face. If I were you..."

Dai Zhen put down his chopsticks, blessed Cheng Zhunhuai and Du Mizhen, and retreated.

Du Yingzi hasn't said enough yet. She opened her mouth and was stunned at her back for a long time.

She could endure no matter how bad it was in the past. What happened today?

"Hmm, I'm a little self-aknowledge!"

She paused her chopsticks with hatred, swept her eyes, and saw Cheng Cangyi and Qu Leyao again.

Cheng Cangyi drank silently, and a drop of water slipped down the corners of his lips. Qu Leyao picked up the water-blue veil to wipe it off for him.

It's bad for vulgarity! She stared fiercely and curled her lips, but turned to Cheng Xueyao: "Xueyao, is this girl Qingqing good enough?"

Cheng Xueyao can be said to have a good relationship with her aunt. She glanced at the newlyweds and smiled elegantly: "How to say, in terms of appearance and dexterity, it is not as good as Qitong..."

Qu Leyao noticed that Cheng Cangyi's hand holding the cup trembled, and the table immediately broke a piece of wine.

"But it's good to be honest and honest. I never want to have those things, which makes people worry..."

"Yes, yes, if the appearance of Qitong is really painful, no wonder the man is moved when he sees it, but I heard that Qitong has long lost her appearance in the kitchen." She shook her head and sighed repeatedly: "But what about men? They are all 'seeing new people laughing and hearing old people crying'..."

Fu Yuanshan touched her elbow and signaled her to restrain, but she immediately rose up: "What, am I wrong? Don't you men just like the new and hate the old? At the beginning, you were not fascinated by the little girl. If it hadn't been for you, she may have climbed a high branch. If you don't say anything, you won't forget to fill in the concubine's room..."