Waiting for the mother-in-law sent by the big house to pick up the Li family, Yuzhu is still immersed in the grief and anger that can't be discharged, although she persuaded the Li family so much just now, but the starting point is that she is not involved in this room, if she is in the situation of the Li family, her mother's family is not strong, her mother-in-law is difficult, and her husband is still lingering on the sickbed Yuzhu clenched his fists, at most the mentality is better, as a wife, even if the husband dies early even if there are no heirs, he can still inherit the incense with a son in the clan, and no one will be harsh She won't do anything ugly like the Li family, because once it is discovered, it will be a bowl of poison and a violent death, just after a conversation, she has realized that the Li family's ambition is not small, and she is not willing to be raised by the clan as a widow, she wants children, as long as she has a son-in-law, then she has a chance to win the title, after all, the inheritance system of the eldest is orthodox.
Thinking about it, Yuzhu stood up indifferently, it's not her own business, isn't it her own business, isn't it her own people, no matter how pitiful others are, it's God's business, and she really can't sympathize with the Li family, she annoyed Sanfang, don't look at this incident was impermeable by Cui's concealment, but Yuzhu still has a hunch that this matter will not end so easily, and when it really breaks out, the entire Lin family will experience a big change.
"Tell the kitchen to make a pot of tea."
The filigree retreated.
Zaoyuan didn't know what was going on, but she felt that after the young grandmother left, her own young lady became so cold and cold, as if she had changed a different person, she didn't dare to disturb, just waited quietly.
My own lady is really a good master, no matter how bad the mood is, she will not beat and scold her subordinates, so Zaoyuan, Hua Zhen, and Yinlian are all safely serving aside, and they are not worried about being angry.
The efficiency of the small kitchen is very high, and the tea is boiled after a while, looking at the teapot in the little girl's hand, Yuzhu shook his head, thinking that he was afraid that the second brother would be awkward when he went at this time, so he directly ordered the silver chain to send it over.
After Yinlian led the little girl holding the teapot away, Yuzhu was stunned again.
The serious and old-fashioned second brother was shocked this time, and he should be condensed again, I don't know if he will have a heart for women, and the fourth brother who jumped out of the funny, he was also raised with brocade clothes and jade food since he was a child, and he didn't know if he could eat the hardships in the barracks The second brother did the hand-picked Tanhualang, gave the Jinshi and the first, edited by the Hanlin Academy, and soon entered the official career, and the four of them in the army did not know how often they could come back, and if they went to the battlefield in the future, they would not be able to meet.
In a few years, I will get married, marry someone I don't know, have children, and grow old, why should people grow up.
Occasionally indulge herself in sadness for a while, Yuzhu became lively again, determined to be kind to his brothers, and shouted: "Go, follow me to the small kitchen, make some food to satisfy the fourth brother's hunger."
Thinking about it, he instructed Hua Zhen: "You first go to the needlework I made a few days ago to find it, and find out the shirt I made for the fourth brother and wrap it." ” In the evening, Lin Zongji, who was far away in the barracks on the outskirts of Beijing, received a huge burden again, and rewarded the sweaty little guy casually, so he carried it into his tent, and had to hug it, the one last time he could still carry it with one hand, but this time it was too big and heavy, and he was reluctant to drag it "Oh, there's something from home again."
The person who spoke had just finished taking a shower, his ink-dyed black hair was dripping with water, and the droplets of water were all the way down the sexy neck and submerged into the collar, it was Cheng Xunxun, the second son of the Dingguo Mansion.
Lin Zongji was a little embarrassed, feeling like a child who couldn't leave home.
Since entering the barracks, he has also suffered a lot, and he is not used to it in many places, thanks to the help of Brother Cheng, although he doesn't know why this person who looks so cold and hard-blooded takes care of himself so much, he is still very grateful.
"What's so embarrassing, it's a good thing to have a mother who hurts so much."
Under the oil lamp, Cheng Xunxun's face was in a trance for a moment, and he frowned invisibly.
Lin Zongji was busy unburdened, although his sister and teacher brought things to make him a little embarrassed, but he was still very happy, those food from home not only filled his stomach, but also warmed his heart and relieved his thoughts.
After listening to Cheng Xunxun's words, he hurriedly explained: "It's not my mother, it's my sister."
After a pause, he said a little hesitantly: "My mother is busy with the second brother, so she doesn't have time to prepare food for me."
It was as if he noticed the sourness in his breath and immediately shut his mouth.
Cheng Xunxun's dark eyes were full of smiles, the children of ordinary big families were either full of scheming or bad water when they were young, it is rare that this kid is still so pure, people can't help but protect each other.
The surname Lin reminded him of the carriage engraved with the logo of the Marquis of Ningyuan Mansion when he passed by the city gate last time, and the mocking laughter, and he didn't know if the woman was his sister or sister.
"Ah, this is" the young man's surprised voice remembered, he raised his head, only to see Lin Zongji holding a white shirt with a strange appearance in his hand, unceremoniously picked up another one and looked at it, it should be a fine Jiangnan thin cotton cloth, no buttons, it looks like it is a pullover, the sleeves are very short, and it can only cover a little arm, and the most shocking thing is the embroidery on the shirt.
The edges, cuffs, and neckline are embroidered with black threads with quaint patterns, but on the chest is a roaring colorful tiger, with all the hair open, sharp teeth, two front paws on the rocks, and the scratches next to it are hideous and sharp, and the whole tiger seems to be about to break out of its clothes, pounce and bite off the neck of the prey, you can imagine how the momentum after wearing this shirt is compelling.
Lin Zongji looked at the two shirts happily, and said with a smile: "My sister's craftsmanship has improved again, the embroidery is really good, really, it's good to make one, how much effort should it take to make two such big embroideries."
The distress in his tone was palpable.
"You kid, if you have such a good sister, you can snicker, and you are not afraid of thunder when you say this."
Cheng Xunxun smiled and punched him in the back, and put down the cotton shirt in his hand with some reluctance.
"How do you know that it was embroidered by your sister, or maybe it was embroidered by a maid."
The other person in the same camp was Wan Zhong, the youngest son of the loyal and brave general who had never dealt much with Lin Zongji, he had been in for a while, and seeing Lin Zongji's happy face, he somehow felt a little depressed.
Lin Zongji carefully folded it and put it aside, turned his head and asked Wan Zhong seriously: "Your maid has such good craftsmanship."
Wan Zhong remembered the miserable embroidery of the maid in his needlework room, and he didn't know how many times he strongly asked for a better embroidery, but his father said that men should not wear those bells and whistles embroidered clothes, and they could only make do with wearing "plain" ones, and they would be embarrassed to wear the embroidery.
At this moment, he was poked in the foot by Lin Zongji, and he couldn't help but glared at him angrily.
Lin Zongji ignored him, skillfully took the food out of the food box and beckoned Cheng Xunxun to come over to eat, and glanced at Wan Zhong again: "Come over when you eat, and I want to invite you."
Wan Zhong immediately gave up his principles and sat down in a hurry.
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