Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 76
Zhao's ancestral hall is tall and solemn.

The black lacquered wood fan, the black lacquered wood window, the black window screen hangs down silently, and the twelve ever-bright lamps of one-person height stand silently on both sides.

Zhao Chengyu knelt here, feeling that every pore in his body was shaking.

The lamppost was bright and dazzling, illuminating the entire ancestral hall like daytime, making the names of the ancestors and sects on the tablet clearer, and making the fear in Zhao Chengyu's eyes more obvious.

Ye Feng whimpered across the roof, she trembled and raised her head suddenly.

I saw red candles flickering and green smoke curling up.

In such flickering light, the rows of black tablets kept expanding, rotating, blurring, and splitting in her pupils...

In the end, it turned into a piece of snow-white knife light, and slammed into her face.

"what!"

Zhao Chengyu screamed, cold sweat rolled down her forehead like beans, she grabbed her sleeves tightly, and cried, "Mother! Grandma! Yu'er is scared!"

But no one answered her, and the surroundings were so silent that only the sound of "zizi" from the oil lamp.

Zhao Chengyu slumped on the ground and cried: "Mother, grandmother, where are you, let Yu'er go out!"

"Squeak-"

The door was pushed open, and Zhao Chengyu hurriedly turned his head, "Mother—"

It was not her mother Yuan Shi who came, but two old women who did not know each other.

"Oh, I said Fifth Young Lady, please calm down. This is the ancestral hall of the Zhao family, and all the ancestors are watching."

"Yeah, if you make trouble like this again, the old lady won't forgive you even more when she knows."

As he spoke, he grabbed her arms. The two women were tall, big, and very strong. They carried her like an eagle catching a chicken, leaving her with no room to resist. I could only kneel down again.

Zhao Chengyu scolded angrily: "You son of a bitch, you dare to touch this young lady!"

The two women sighed faintly: "Hey, Fifth Young Lady, why are you doing this? You know you can't beat it, but you have to fight with her. Isn't this hitting an egg with a stone!"

Zhao Chengyu's blue veins burst out: "Go away!"

The two women shook their heads, with the same eyes as a doctor looking at a seriously ill patient.

"Let's go, let her kneel well, let's not suffer this bad luck."

"That's right, we're doing it for your own good too, there's nothing you can do if you don't listen."

As he said that, he shook his head and went out.

With a "click", the door was heavily locked.

Zhao Chengyu burst into tears with a "wow".

The loneliness hit like a tide, and the memories of the past came back to my mind.

Since she was born, her mother has been very busy.

Since she was a child, she watched her mother busy with reckoning, buying goods, and listening to reports from shopkeepers.

During the Spring Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, and Mid-Autumn Festival, on such important days, the wives of Zhao's house would wake up early in the morning, put on new clothes for the children, and carry them to greet the old lady.

When passing through the courtyard, the maids and women would stand in two rows. They held the gold and silver ribbons that had been cut in advance. , very beautiful.

At Rong'an Tang, the old lady will hug each child with a smile.

Then Mammy Zhou would bring up a tray with sweet candies and cakes on it, as well as a red purse embroidered with auspicious patterns and a heavy golden coin inside.

Zhao Chengyan was held in the arms of the eldest lady, and she was coquettishly coquettish, and the eldest lady would fondly touch her face.

The third lady held Zhao Chengya with one hand and Zhao Chengmiao with the other. When the sisters were eating and shouting "Mother", the third lady would bend down and whisper to them in a soft voice.

After the gifts were distributed, the uncle and the third uncle also came in.

The third uncle holds one in each hand, holding Sister Ya and Sister Miao, and happily circles: "The two sisters are a lot heavier!"

At this time, the old lady would say angrily: "Be careful, don't drop the child."

The unsmiling uncle also showed a rare gentle look, and touched Zhao Chengyan's head: "Sister Yan, what did you learn from the lesson Mr. taught?"

At this time, she could only watch with impatience.

Because of her mother, there will always be unfinished ledgers and endless business.

And her father, who crossed the mountains and green waters and the Yangtze River, was busy doing business in various places in Dawei.

She watched eagerly, she longed to be like other sisters, to be held in the palms and arms of her parents like a baby.

But she can't wait.

When the eldest lady saw her huddled in the corner, she smiled and took out a handful of golden melon seeds and stuffed it in her palm: "Buy flowers for our sister Yu."

Zhao Chengyu's eyes widened, staring blankly at the woman wearing a phoenix hairpin in front of him.

The phoenix hairpin has five tails, each tail is decorated with a string of radiant pearls.

She stared blankly at the eldest lady, and a kind of humble longing developed in her heart.

She wants to get close to this woman.

She tried every means to please the eldest lady, and ran to Jingxiu Garden whenever she had time.

The eldest lady also likes her very much and treats her like a daughter.

When she was forced to apologize to the eldest princess, the eldest lady hugged her and comforted her repeatedly that she was a good child.

When she was slapped by Zhao Xiwei, the eldest lady stood up to speak for her and support her.

And her biological mother stood by that girl every time.

Now that she's locked up here, her mother doesn't even look at her.

Why, she is an upright daughter, why, even that wild girl has grandmother pain, but she has nothing.

She didn't lose, but she never won in the first place.

Zhao Chengyu covered his face, tears fell into his mouth, salty and bitter.

No, it wasn't like that, she couldn't just admit defeat just like that.

When she goes out, she will go to Liu's mother and ask her to understand.

No, she wanted to quietly let Mama Liu go to Liushu Hutong to find out who was there.

Zhao Xiwei came out of Rong'an Hall, and the drizzle turned into a light rain.

It hit the eaves with a rustling sound, and then converged into a thin rain column along the eaves, ding ding dong dong, and fell into the earthenware pot that received water on the ground.

It is rare to see such a pleasant rain scene in winter, so Zhao Xiwei walked slowly along the veranda to the Rose Garden.

The servants serving in the garden had heard about what happened today.

Mama Liu was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, but she didn't dare to send someone to Rong'an Tang to ask, so she had to send two little girls holding umbrellas and waiting on the arch bridge.

As soon as Zhao Xiwei came out, the two little girls rushed up to greet him.

"Miss, you are finally back. The third lady is waiting for you in the Rose Garden!"

Three ladies?
Thinking of the performance of the third lady today, Zhao Xiwei felt even more surprised, but his face was calm, and said, "There are guests in the room, why are you all running outside."

(End of this chapter)