palm river mountain

Chapter 72 Different From You
Duan Xian couldn't bear it anymore.

This was the first time that Duan Shu refuted her words in front of others.The mother left early, and the elder brother often studied in the outer courtyard. The two sisters have always depended on each other.Duan Shu has always followed her lead...

Duan Xian pursed her lips, and smiled at Duan Shu, "What did Shu'er say? Take it a step further."

Duan Shu looked at her appearance, her voice was a little softer, she almost muttered: "If my grandfather asks me to marry Wang Zhan, will Eldest Sister also think this is a good marriage?"

"You're messed up again." Duan Xian's voice was a little sharp.

Duan Jing, who was sandwiched between the two, was taken aback by the sudden increase in volume. She looked at this and then at that, and was in a dilemma.

Duan Yi watched and stretched her arms and legs. She was very concerned that she hadn't won against the man in black yesterday, so she couldn't help but practiced a little longer in the morning, feeling a little too much.

Duan Shu was originally full of anger, but looking at her like this, she suddenly looked like a deflated puffer fish.

"Why are you like the old man by the river, opening your mouth to preserve your health, and closing your mouth to live a long life?"

Duan Yi stroked her non-existent beard, "If you were surrounded by hundreds of thousand-year-old ancestors, you would be the same as me. You have to endure it so that you won't open your mouth and keep your mouth shut!"

When Duan Yi interrupted her, the atmosphere suddenly eased. Duan Jing glanced at her gratefully, took the basket filled with petals, and pointed to a gazebo not far away.

"How about the rest of us, go sit in the gazebo over there, didn't you agree before you came? I will steam flower cakes for my sisters in a while."

Her voice was just like her name, quietly, like a silent spring.

Duan Yi nodded, took the first step, and walked towards the gazebo. Before she sat down, she felt a gust of wind blowing by her side. When she took a closer look, Duan Xian had already taken the seat first, as stable as a ten thousand-year-old Buddha.

She shook her head amusedly, found the nearest stone bench and sat down.

Duan Jing put the basket with petals on the round stone table, and was the last one to sit down, "I don't have any tea at hand, so I don't know what to do. Sisters are all thinking of me, I I am extremely happy in my heart.”

She smiled lightly as she spoke, and Duan Yi realized that Duan Jing was born very sweet, and when she smiled, two round dimples would be revealed.It's just that she doesn't smile very much, or in other words, Duan Xian is strong and Duan Shu is amazingly beautiful, it's really hard for people to notice her.

As Duan Jing said, she stretched out her hand, held Duan Shu's hand, and shook her head gently.

"Sister Shu's question is not easy for Sister Xian to answer, so let me answer it. Wang Zhan and Sister Shu are naturally not a good marriage, but as far as I am concerned, I am already very content."

As she spoke, she sighed softly, "People are born different. My sisters and I, good sisters of the same age, are all different."

Duan Shu was taken aback for a moment, her mouth opened and her expression became complicated.

Among the five daughters of the Duan family, only Duan Jing is a concubine.

Duan Yi didn't interrupt, but just listened quietly, she stretched out her hand, picked up a petal in the basket, and tore apart one by one.

Duan Jing's voice was very calm, "I'm from a concubine. My sisters have seen the fate of a concubine a lot, so they know it. The worst one is sent out to be a concubine; life is a little better Yes, I became an old man to fill the house, and I barely got the name of the main wife."

"Even better, marry a son of a concubine from the right family, continue to live in the hands of the aunt, and live a life of muddleheadedness; even better, marry a poor scholar who is named on the gold list. Have a meal."

Duan Jing said with a slight smile, "Speaking of which, sister Shu also thinks that I've hit the jackpot."

"Wang Zhan is the son of the servant of the Ministry of War. I know that he has many problems. He is not good at reading, and his face is... But if he didn't have these defects, how could he be willing to marry me, a girl from a concubine?"

When Duan Shu heard this, she stood up abruptly, "Can't you just marry a poor scholar? My brother is an official in the south of the Yangtze River, and it's not too far from here. I can write him a letter and tell him to look for it..."

Duan Jing tugged at her sleeve and shook her head gently.

"I'm not afraid of being poor, nor have I ever expected to be a master. But, who can guarantee that a poor scholar will have no problems and be a good one? I'm already content."

"You won't understand. Yesterday was the first time my grandfather thought of me in so many years. Father walked on the street and met me. He might not even recognize me. He still has a daughter like me."

When Duan Jing said this, her voice trembled slightly, "Big sister has her grandmother as her support, and if sister Shu gets angry when she gets married, she will also have her big brother and the third prince's house to support you; although sister Yi didn't grow up in the Duan family, but Not to mention that my grandfather's family is a high school, but I am also a martial artist, so it goes without saying."

"I don't have anything. My grandfather thinks I'm somewhat useful, so after I get married, I will still have my natal family to rely on."

Duan Yi frowned, took out a handkerchief from her bosom, and handed it to Duan Jing, "You have said so much, the Wang family is close, why are you crying?"

Duan Jing was taken aback for a moment, then took the veil blankly, wiped the corners of her eyes, and smiled, "Maybe this is crying with joy!"

She said, blinking her eyes playfully, "It's the first time to talk to my sisters, and I don't know if it will be the last time. When the hibiscus blooms next year, maybe in the yard of this section of the family, a surname Duan's little lady is gone too."

When she said this, Duan Xian and Duan Shu felt a little melancholy.

Duan Yi looked at the sky outside the gazebo, there were a lot of clouds today, making the sky gray.

She swept the petals on the table that she had torn to pieces to the ground, and looked firmly at Duan Jing on the second floor, "If you don't want to marry, just come to me, I can make it impossible for you to marry."

Duan Jing withdrew her gaze and shook her head, "Thank you, Sister Yi, I have already figured it out. Grandfather's arrangement is the best arrangement. I can't think of any other better arrangement."

"When Sister Yi is adding makeup, just remember to give me more."

Duan Shu on the side listened, and glared at her resentfully, "The female bandit is saying that she is going to snatch a marriage, and you are not happy? You just stab your head in, and you will suffer when the time comes!"

She said, and rolled her eyes at Duan Yi again, "She is a cemetery guard, what can I give you? Even the beads that my little brother doesn't want to play with, she is very greedy, and I will give them to you when the time comes."

As Duan Shu said, she picked up a petal from the basket that had a hole dug out by someone's nails, and put it in front of her eyes. Through the small hole, she looked at the three sitting people one by one. again.

"If I were a grandfather and my grandfather was me, how wonderful it would be."

(End of this chapter)