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Chapter 76 Shall we go to fight for a table?

Changying smiled and said, "How can it be alone? I have a cousin in my family. Mama Wu Zixiang and they are all my relatives. If you say that, Mama Wu will be very sad when she hears it carefully."

Xu Lan smiled deeply: "Then you must not tell her, I still want to eat the dishes she cooks for the rest of my life in the future."

Changying heard the voice outside the words, smiled, and didn't answer any more.

Xu Lansu stopped talking, and changed the subject while eating meat: "I have a younger sister who is as easy-going as you and about the same age as you.

"She likes Huqiu He Mengshan's pastoral paintings. I saw that you were very elegant in your brushwork that day. I think you are also a person in this way. If you have a chance in the future, I will introduce you to her, and you can point her out."

Changying smiled and said, "How do I know what Danqing is? But because I have a good memory, I drew it without thinking. Your sister likes He Mengshan?..."

The topic is changed here.

Xu Lan has always been smooth sailing, so it seems that anyone can be tolerated.

He would not feel that Su Xinrong's targeting of Changying was a heinous crime, nor would he feel that Changying's indifference would hurt his face.

Perhaps a person like him is a true gentleman.

Changying is different, she has barriers.

The Shen family has guarded the border for several generations, and although they have never been able to enter Beijing, their family has always been in the most prosperous row in Mu En's palace for rewards over the years.

The grandfather only gave birth to two sons and daughters. When the old Marquis Wu Ning was transferred to lead the army in the Northwest, he fell in love with Shen Peiyi at that time as his daughter-in-law.

A year later, Shen Peiyi married into the Hou Mansion, and her grandfather also passed away due to a relapse of an old illness.

Her father, Shen Huan, married her mother, He Shi, three years later, and died on the battlefield before the mother gave birth to more children.

She only had three years of marriage under her father's knee, and five years under her mother's knee.

Those few years were indeed peaceful, her family background was good, her parents were also loving, there were no disputes in the backyard, and there were people of similar status in her father's circle of colleagues, she had the confidence to be arrogant and wanton.

Coupled with the openness of the people in the Northland, the world that can give her activities is simply too big.She thought that was her forever smooth path, but it turned out not to be.

She was not sensible when her father died, and she grew up for the first time when her mother passed away.

And the second time was when she arrived at Ling's house and re-adapted to her new identity.

Xu Lan, who was pampered and had never suffered any great setbacks, could not understand these things.

Of course, it was nothing to her, but there was no need to have a deep talk with her.

"...that's about all I know," Xu Lan shook her head and sighed, "I probably belong to the class in front of you."

He was also very helpless, obviously the topic revolved around her at the beginning, but after a few words it somehow turned to himself.

"You are too modest." Changying said, "You are my boss, and I have always respected you."

Xu Lan opened her mouth slightly, and wanted to say something, but finally pursed her lips and smiled, and stopped talking.

Changying looked at him who was full of vigor, and suddenly lost his mind.

She was weak when she was a child, and her aunt often took her for a walk in the garden after meals, and would often tell her about the fellowship between her uncle Ling Yan and her father Shen Huan, which relieved her initial restraint.

I remember once she said: "Your uncle, he really wants to have a daughter, but we even gave birth to three sons, and you will be our daughter in the future."

Ling Yan and his aunt are affectionate, even if the later years are not as good as when they were young.

If it weren't for the fact that the Shen family had no descendants, she thought, maybe she would really change her surname to Ling and become their daughter at that time, right?
The Ling family is very prestigious in Daning, and she can easily get along with her in the circle of ladies in the capital.

At the beginning, some people secretly wanted to propose to the Ling family to marry her, but her aunt chose thousands of choices, and she, who was known for her cheerfulness and kindness among the nobles, repeatedly said, "Our little Bell is still young, and the alchemist has said it all." Sixteen is the best way to talk about marriage", "Their kid is so naughty, our little Bell is afraid that she will cry in anger", and so on.

A few nights before Ling Yan's incident happened, Ling Yan even called her to the study to ask about her homework.

There she memorized a thousand-character-long policy on military strategy written by herself, and Ling Yan rewarded him with a sword.

At that time, she even secretly sued Ling Yuan, telling Ling Yan how she had scolded and cried a girl from a certain rich family with a cold face a few days ago.

Ling Yan stroked his beard and laughed, pointing at her and saying that she was only capable of complaining behind the scenes.

... On the morning when Ling Yan's body was brought back to the house, my aunt knelt beside the body with empty eyes, neither speaking nor crying.

Ling Yuan's tall and strong young man, his eyes were red, his eyes were about to burst, and his fists were clenched white.

Only Ling Song and Ling Shu couldn't hide their emotions when they were young, and wept bitterly on their father's body.

"How can my husband feel sorry for you?" When everything subsided, the aunt asked.

How could he not be able to stand her?
There was nothing he could do to her.She thought that his biological father was still alive, that's all.

"Then why on earth are you doing this?" she asked her again.

She opened her mouth, but she didn't say a word.

After two lifetimes, she still remembers the look in her aunt's eyes when she left for the last time.

The hem of the gold-woven satin skirt that had not been replaced in time spread from her eyes to the threshold, and then across the veranda where she had been running for ten years, before finally disappearing.

"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?" Xu Lan's voice interrupted her reverie.

She put down her hand rubbing her forehead and said in a hoarse voice, "No. I just wandered for a while."

Since Huo Rong talked about the past that day, she often recalls these from time to time recently. Although she doesn't feel wronged, the headache is really unavoidable.

Maybe, next time she should ask Xiuxiu to ask the imperial doctor for headache medicine for her, and doing this every now and then is not an option.

"Then why don't you eat?"

Xu Lan put slices of cooked stewed pork into her bowl, and some slices of stewed pork belly for her: "You introduced a good place. The food here is cheap, but the cooking is delicious."

He had never talked so much to her once, and when he was in a good mood, even the food he didn't like was even more delicious.

Changying smiled.

Huo Rong walked outside the noodle shop, just in time to see her smiling slightly and looking at Xu Lan picking up vegetables.

The two sat facing each other, they didn't know what to say, there were a lot of large and small plates on the table, the environment was not good, but the atmosphere was very harmonious.

There is no cook at home, so come here to eat, this is really fun!
Tong Qi looked nervously at the store, and at him again: "Master...are you hungry? Or, let's go in and share a table with General Xu?"

Huo Rong didn't say a word, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance for a while, then folded his arms firmly and looked over: "Do you think I will do such a thing?"

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