In the spring before the first wife's return to the hall

Chapter 21 What's Wrong
Jin'er couldn't help sighing when she thought of the five father and brother who died in battle: "It's really..." I don't know what to say, is it to say that the county magistrate killed his relatives hard, or that she is blessed—— — It doesn't seem to be very good.

Well, this man is also a poor one.

"It's just that she is a county lord with a fief and a mansion. Why does she live in the Jin Mansion?" She asked Lianxiang casually.

Lianxiang looked at Jin'er: "Madam, if you don't know, how would the maidservant know?"

Jin'er stared at her coldly: "What did you say?"

Lianxiang lowered her head and shook her handkerchief: "The county magistrate has lived in the Jin mansion for many years—she was only about five years old when her father and brother died in battle. There are no other elders in the family. Of course an aunt cannot discipline the magistrate. Lord."

"That's why the emperor threw her into the Jin Mansion where she has in-laws to raise her." She looked up at this point: "The servant girl just arrived and couldn't find out much, that's all, almost everyone in the mansion knows matter."

Jin'er stared at Lianxiang after hearing the words: "No wonder you said that, the county lord was there when you married into Jinfu, isn't it?"

She thought of what happened five years ago, and suddenly her heart moved: "The county owner is not young, is he? You have heard a lot of things. Don't forget that I was seriously ill but I forgot a lot of things. Come again In one word—"

"The county lord Yibin is also in the mansion? It stands to reason that the county lord should go out and live in another mansion after his wedding. Why is he still in the Jin mansion?"

Lianxiang bowed her body: "The county lord got married a few years ago, and Yibin is a very famous talent in Tianyuan City, but within a year of marriage, Yibin went to immortal..."

She glanced at Jin'er: "I heard from people in the mansion that it was Mrs. Tai who saw the county magistrate was too sad, so she took her here again for comfort."

After hearing this, Jin'er's doubts disappeared, and she couldn't help but smile slightly: "I've heard people talk a lot about ancient times, and I actually think there must be something else." The county magistrate has Yibin, so of course it is impossible to harm people for no reason.

It's just that I don't know what the county lord's intentions are when he came to see him today.

She shook her head slightly: "Pay attention in the future and see if you can find out why the county magistrate is hostile to us; well, the departure of that Mrs. Jin is really not a bad thing for you."

Lianxiang looked up at Jin'er puzzled.

Jin'er smiled faintly: "Maybe I can make you the aunt of the Jin family earlier." She couldn't just yell at Lianxiang to do things, if she really wanted to make Lianxiang settle down and not make trouble, Tianzao would also be given. , I hope to give more and mention it from time to time.

Lianxiang's eyes lit up suddenly: "My servant, my servant is not so impatient anymore."

Jin'er ignored her and waved her out.

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The largest upper room in the Tan mansion is now completely silent, there is a noble lady lying on the bed in the room, and the person sitting on the chair beside the lady's bed is Tan Qiuyin.

Although Mrs. Tan already has a daughter as old as Qiuyin, she looks as if she is in her twenties and eight years. Only when the light is sufficient, can you see the fine lines around her eyes.

But it didn't make her look old, on the contrary, it added a bit of charm to her, the charm of a mature woman: it is definitely not comparable to a young girl, it is like the combination of a ripe peach and a newly grown apple. difference.

When she glanced at her daughter, she didn't behave in any particular way, and she couldn't have other thoughts when facing her own daughter, but that look still had a moving brilliance.

However, if you look closely, you will find that Mrs. Tan is not very beautiful, at least not as beautiful as her daughter; Just take a look.

"You did something wrong." Mrs. Tan listened to her daughter's words for a while, and she let her cry for a while without a word of persuasion. Should."

She pulled out a veil from the pillow and threw it on her daughter's lap: "If you want to return to your mother's house willfully, then you can think about what to do next? You also know that your father is not in the mansion, but your elder brother only went to Beijing today." .”

"The people who can make decisions for you are not in the mansion. What are you doing when you come back? It's really unreasonable to run back to your mother's house crying after a big quarrel with your husband."

Tan Qiuyin is in a bad mood now: "Mother, if you don't persuade me, you will still say that about me." She threw the handkerchief on Mrs. Tan's body, and she was very angry: "Daughter is wronged and doesn't go home, so she will suffer for nothing. With?!"

Mrs. Tan sighed, got up and wiped Qiu Yin's tears with a handkerchief: "Home? Mother, come and ask, where do you think mother's home is, is it Tan Mansion or your grandfather's house?"

Tan Qiuyin's eyelids trembled, she reached out to take the handkerchief to wipe her tears, she lowered her head and stopped talking.

Mrs. Tan saw her daughter nodded slightly: "You are my daughter, so of course you won't be a heartless fool; it's not surprising that you and Jing are having a quarrel, it's just that you need to gain wisdom after something happens, you know where you are wrong ?"

It took Qiuyin a while to speak softly: "My daughter shouldn't quarrel with him, and she didn't want to quarrel at first, but I don't know why seeing him like that and hearing what he said, I couldn't bear it."

Mrs. Tan shook her head, sat up slowly and helped her hair, then got up and sat in front of the dressing table to look at her makeup, and then at her hair; after taking the comb, she did not brush back the loose hair, but instead Draw a strand.

She looked left and right and was satisfied before turning around. At this time, she was more lazy: it was not sleepy, but the laziness of a woman who was too bored, didn't want to do anything, and didn't care about anyone. .

"Can't think of anything else?" Seeing her daughter shaking her head, she looked into her daughter's eyes: "You made a mistake for putting Jingyi in your heart too much. You put all your heart on Jingyi, and your love is on his body. Of course It's all on him."

"You take it too seriously, so you can't control yourself. This is your fault. If you can't get rid of it, you will make such a mistake again in the future."

Mrs. Tan looked at her glasses and smiled again after saying this: "Qiuyin, which one do you think is more beautiful, Jiu Yiniang or me?"

Tan Qiuyin didn't even think about it: "Of course it's Jiu Yiniang." She always only told the truth when she was with her mother, and her mother didn't like to hear lies.

The first rule Mrs. Tan taught her is that mothers and daughters must tell the truth. If you want to listen to lies and flatter so many people in the house, where can you not hear them?
The mother and daughter are the most intimate people, and no one needs to tell lies to each other.

Mrs. Tan nodded: "Then who cares more about your father, Jiu Yiniang or I?"

"Of course it's Jiu Yiniang—her father's shoes and socks are made by her own hands, not to mention food and drink; Jiu Yiniang wakes up in the middle of the night just to get a dish that father likes to eat, and also to let father have a good time. Luck."

Looking at her mother, Tan Qiuyin gradually came to a realization: "No one in the whole family can care more about father than Jiu Yiniang."

Without waiting for her mother to ask again, she said directly: "But the person father values ​​and loves the most is mother, not Jiu Yiniang."

Mrs. Tan smiled, smiling softly, like a flower slowly unfolding its petals under the moonlight; this flower is not the king of flowers, but its gentle and comfortable stretching can make people feel Can't look away.

"Do you understand?" She stood up and sat next to Qiuyin, putting her hands on Qiuyin's shoulders: "Jiu Yiniang thinks that your father is too serious, so she gave her heart and whole being to your father."

"Your father has already got everything he can get from her, what else is there for him to think about? However, Jiu Yiniang also has Jiu Yiniang's embarrassment, it would be even more difficult for her to gain a foothold in the mansion if she is not like this."

"She's an aunt—even if she doesn't give her all away, her people and everything about her belong to your father and belong to our house; so this is the sadness of being an aunt."

Qiuyin looked at her mother and said, "That's why mother treats my aunts very generously."

Mrs. Tan shook her head: "Fool, you are wrong again. There is no woman in the world who is willing to share her husband with others. Unfortunately, all men in the world are unlucky..."

She paused for a while before she said: "Aunts are just tools and mirrors; they can let you know what your husband likes and what you hate, and can also let your husband know that you are not only virtuous, but you are better than those aunts. A unique woman."

"Remember, it's a woman, not a wife. Also, let your husband know that you wish he wasn't in the room so that you can be alone; men are just a bit of a bitch."

She smiled: "The pros and cons of it have to be experienced by yourself, and you will only know when you use it."

Mrs. Tan looked at her daughter: "Softness can overcome toughness, you have to remember this well. At the beginning, your plan was very good, and you did a good job. Let your mother-in-law come forward to do it better than you can fight for it yourself."

"Okay, now you tell you what you want to do next?" She shook her index finger and let out a sigh of relief: "Don't say you haven't thought about it, don't say you haven't thought about it, and don't say it easily Decide."

"Okay, calm down and think about it, you must know what you are going to do next." Mrs. Tan looked at her daughter, and lovingly hugged her in her arms: "You are the flesh that fell from the mother. Who cares about you?"

"But you have to decide your own path after all to walk out your own path, so you have to think about it carefully; no matter who gives you advice, no matter who can be your reliance, it is impossible to be yours forever Rely on me, and make up your mind for you for the rest of my life."

"People, you can always rely on yourself. No matter how much mother loves you, mother will die one day, and she can't take care of you forever."

"Just like when you were learning to walk when you were a child, it was you who left your mother's hands before you really learned to walk, and then you could run so happily; as for bumps and bumps, it is inevitable after all, that is not important, what is important is you You don’t have to rely on people to get where you want to go.”

(End of this chapter)