He Zijin still lived a leisurely life.
She was a child now and had nothing else to do except eat, drink and have fun.
He Zijin was very lonely and thought about whether she should steal some beautiful articles from later generations to show her "distinctiveness" or gain a reputation as a talented woman.
However, she just thought about it.
He Zijin felt that even if he was dressed in clothes, as long as he was in his right mind, he shouldn't do those things like whoring and stealing.
The main thing is that even if you are a master of traditional Chinese culture, the things in your head are limited after all.
Showing off at this moment will take a long time in a lifetime.
If you only want fame for a while, when the inventory in your belly is used up, you will inevitably "exhaust your talent."
Furthermore, she can't read a word now.
If she opens her mouth and spits out articles, her mother will go crazy for her.
However, if he could not show his uniqueness, He Zijin would be as lonely as snow.
He Zijin was sitting under the wisteria trellis in the courtyard, as lonely as snow, when Mrs.
Shen called to her, "Come here and change clothes."
He Zijin immediately became energetic, "Mom, where are we going?"
Shen said, "Go to your virtuous grandmother."
He Zijin lost his energy for a moment and muttered, "I don't want to recite Buddha's name.
You can go and do whatever you want.
I'll go and play with Brother Han later."
Despite Shen's always gentle and graceful appearance in front of He Gong, He Zijin was very suspicious that her mother had dictatorial genes.
No, he took her back to the house without any explanation and changed her clothes.
As for He Zijin's objections, Shen simply pretended not to hear them.
After He Zijin was dressed up and cute, he took her to the house of that virtuous lady to talk.
He Zijin was not willing to go.
She had never been interested in places like temples and temples.
The virtuous lady was a well-known loyal figure in the He family.
She had never remarried since she was a widower when she was young.
The late emperor was in the capital.
Mrs.
Xiangu was awarded a chastity memorial tablet as a reward.
Although He Zijin had never met this Zhenlie clan elder, he could understand who he was just by thinking about it.
Instead of going to Mrs.
Xiangu's place, He Zijin would rather go to the temple to burn incense.
At least the Bodhisattvas displayed in the temple are clay sculptures, but the Bodhisattva of Mrs.
Xiangu is alive.
When he thought of going to see the Living Bodhisattva, He Zijin couldn't cheer up, and followed Mrs.
Shen and muttered, "Mom, you have to learn to chant sutras from the Xian Grandmother."
Mrs.
Xiangu is really not young, only older than He Lao Niang is one or two years younger.
In terms of seniority, Shen will call her aunt, and He Zijin will call her grandmother.
Mrs.
Shen ignored He Zijin's words and scolded the disobedient girl as she walked, "What are you doing with your lips pouted?"
"Mom, I'm sleepy."
He Zijin casually found an excuse for himself.
"I think you are itchy and want to be beaten."
Shen didn't take this trick at all.
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He saw through her at a glance and asked He Zijin, "Do you want to go directly, or do you want to get beaten before going?"
He Zijin was speechless for a while, and surrendered helplessly, "I'm going, why don't I go?"
Shen was a careful person.
Although she did not hold her daughter while walking, she knew that her calves were short, so Shen walked very slowly in order to match He Zijin's small steps.
He Zijin was an optimist.
After walking for a while, she felt so happy that all her worries disappeared.
She even raised her little head and boldly asked her mother, "Mom, you know I don't want to go to my virtuous grandmother."
Shen's beautiful eyes widened and she hit her daughter rudely, "If there is a place you want to go, you will want to spread your wings and fly there as soon as you go out.
If you don't want to go somewhere, just practice the virtue that you just practiced."
What if this is the case?
You can't see it unless you are blind.
Shen added in her mind.
He Zijin was always cheeky and said with a smile, "It's true that I am the one who gave birth to me and the one who knows me."
Mrs.
Shen inadvertently made her laugh, and then told the shameless girl, "Be more honest in other people's homes.
Don't talk nonsense and make others laugh."
He Zijin hummed twice in agreement, and Mrs.
Shen sighed, "I don't think any other children are as talkative as you."
He Zijin said, "I am smart, not a talker."
Mom, you are so wise and powerful, how could you not discover the extraordinary thing about me, my daughter?
Mom, have you noticed it?
Shen Shi followed He Zijin's example and hummed, ignoring this crazy person.
He Zijin: Mom, you are so childish.
The mother and daughter talked and walked for a while until they arrived at the place where Mrs.
Xiangu lived.
After all, He Zijin was young, and it was hot in June, so the journey was not far, but it made his forehead sweaty and his face red.
As soon as I entered the door of Mrs.
Xiangu's house, I walked around the screen wall and saw a green patch of green.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the shade provided by a large loofah stand.
The wise lady who was said to be fond of Buddhist matters was not chanting the Buddha's name in the room, but was sitting on a rocking chair under the loofah stand, shaking a big banana leaf fan to cool down.
Mrs.
Xiangu recognized Mr.
Shen.
She paused and held the fan in her hand.
She was a little surprised, but she was still kind and said with a smile, "Why are you here?"
"It's the season when plums are ripe.
I planted a few at home and picked some of the best ones to give to my aunt to taste.
Besides, I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, and I still have something to ask my aunt for."
Mrs.
Shen put the bamboo basket in the basket.
Offer, smile, "It will be me next month" For my wife’s birthday, I copied some peace sutras and wanted to offer them to the Buddha.
It was also my filial piety.
However, I didn’t have a Bodhisattva at home, but my wife often told me that my aunt’s Dharma was profound, so I came to ask her for help. ” It was just a trivial matter, and what Shen brought was just food.
If it was really a valuable item, Mrs.
Xian would have a reason to refuse.
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Mrs.
Xiangu smiled, "It's rare for you to be filial."
It was rare for her to be so frank and direct.
Aunt Xian responded to some trivial matters and ordered the maid Qingdeng to take the fresh plums brought by Shen.
Mrs.
Shen was very happy and asked her daughter to pay tribute to her elders.
Mrs.
Xiangu is not familiar with Mrs.
Shen.
She is a quiet person and does not like to interact with the outside world.
It has been two years since Mrs.
Shen got married, and she can count the number of times she has interacted with Mrs.
Xian on one hand.
Mrs.
Shen had always wanted to keep in touch with Mrs.
Xiangu for no other reason.
Mrs.
Xiangu was very famous in the whole town.
Because Mrs.
Xiangu had won the chastity arch awarded by the court, the daughters of the He family had always been easy to marry.
There will be absolutely no harm in establishing a good relationship with Mrs.
Xian, at least in terms of public opinion.
However, Mrs.
Xiangu doesn't like to socialize, and Mrs.
Shen has never had a good opportunity to get close to Mrs.
Xiangu.
Now that she has a good reason, Mrs.
Shen brought her daughter here.
Mrs.
Shen did not bring her daughter here for nothing, she had carefully considered it.
Mrs.
Shen thought very clearly that she and Mrs.
Xiangu had met before, but they didn't have much friendship.
If she really got Mrs.
Xiangu's favor, she would have won it long ago.
Until now, she and Mrs.
Xiangu only had an ordinary clan relationship.
It can be seen that Mrs.
Xiangu has an average eye for her.
However, He Zijin is different.
He Zijin was still a baby, and Mrs.
Xiangu was about the same age as He Lao Niang.
She had been a widow for many years.
Although she had no worries about food and drink, she was still lonely.
Generally speaking, lonely women mostly like children.
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Therefore, Mrs.
Shen brought He Zijin to gain favor.
In Mrs.
Shen's opinion, if her daughter doesn't care about anything else, she only cares about her face, and eight out of ten of her daughters will agree.
The remaining two who don't say yes must be blind.
Mrs.
Shen has such confidence in her daughter's cuteness Sure enough, Mrs.
Xiangu smiled when she saw He Zijin, called her over, touched He Zijin's head, smiled and said to Shen, "Last year, Gong came to deliver wedding eggs.
I only knew that you had given birth to a daughter.
In the blink of an eye, the child has grown so handsome.
He is called Zijin."
Shen smiled, "Yes, the name was given by my husband."
Mrs.
Xiangu said, "Qing Qing Zi Jin, my heart lingers; but for the sake of you, I still ponder it.
What a good name."
Mrs.
Shen opened her eyes and told lies and smiled, "You are very naughty.
You can't be idle at home for a moment.
You have to come with me."
Mrs.
Xiangu smiled, "Children's homes are usually like this."
She then ordered the maid to wash some seasonal fruits and asked Shen, "What does Zijin like to eat?
I made some red bean cakes here this morning."
Mrs.
Shen smiled, "She will eat everything.
Now she is growing teeth.
She wishes she could chew on the tables and chairs."
He Zijin looked at her mother resentfully, "It's because my gums are always itchy."
Besides, she had never chewed on tables and chairs.
Mrs.
Xiangu smiled and said softly, "Just wait until the teeth grow out.
Don't lick if it's itchy.
It will make the teeth crooked.
Then the crooked teeth in your mouth will not be beautiful."
He Zijin's face opened the door to her mother's social interactions.
Shen was a measured person and didn't say anything else.
She just talked about some interesting things about He Zijin's daily life.
The lady listened with interest.
He Zijin was responsible for eating snacks and fruits.
Although Mrs.
Xiangu was a person with a chastity memorial, the life lived by Mrs.
Xiangu was different from those miserable widows He Zijin imagined.
Mrs.
Xiangu was very plainly dressed in a simple blue dress.
However, the green color was not dry grass green, but jade-colored water green.
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The clothes looked like just cotton, but they were not ordinary cotton.
He Zijin took advantage of being close to someone and touched a few handfuls inadvertently.
They were smooth, soft and more comfortable than silk and satin.
They were not new clothes, but slightly worn after being washed.
It has a unique and elegant color.
It was the rocking chair that Mrs.
Xiangu sat on.
Perhaps it had been used for a long time, and the armrests had a smooth patina accumulated over time.
Such a person, no matter what his status is, is definitely a person who understands life very well.
You can definitely get good snacks from a person who understands life very well.
He Zijin was not polite, and Mrs.
Xiangu was all smiles when she saw how delicious her food was.
At about noon, Mrs.
Shen got up and said goodbye.
Mrs.
Xiangu didn't stay long and ordered her servant to send her mother and daughter off.
Mrs.
Shen went home and explained to He Lao Niang, "I thought, who in the whole family does not admire Aunt Xian's virtuous and chastity?
Not only do we, the younger generation, need to learn from Aunt Xian's chastity, but also if Zijin can be inspired by it It’s also her blessing.”
He is used to making fun of Mrs.
Xian.
After hearing what Shen said, she couldn't say anything else.
She just repeated her grandson's words for a while to try to make Shen feel more disgusted.
Seeing Shen's unmoving appearance , Mrs.
He was also tired, so she waved her hand and asked the mother and daughter to go on their own.
He Zijin whispered to his mother, "I'm really afraid that my grandmother will go crazy hoping for her grandson."
Mr.
Shen scolded her, "Shut up." gd1806102: