Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

The Feng family has been preparing for so many years, and they won't do it just for a vain thing.

"Tomorrow, my soul will be in deep sleep. If Miss Fu Zhu is free, you can come and take a look."

Xizhao picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

Fu Zhu raised his eyes, a little surprised, "So fast?"

The lantern I just found today...

"Let's avoid long nights and many dreams." Xizhao said, "Finally everything is ready, and I don't even owe the east wind."

The dancing shadow of the candlelight shone on her face, and there was no trace of sadness or joy. Her voice was calm, "It's getting late, so I won't leave two more people behind."

Sanqing swallowed the cake in her mouth, drank all the tea in the cup, stood up, and patted the crumbs on her clothes.

The maid followed behind her as expected. Even though she was curious about why the old lady wanted to see Master Jingsu's distinguished guest, she didn't ask much.

It is a great blessing for them to be able to work in Feng Mansion, and they must also know how to be cautious in their words and actions.

While I was thinking deeply, a girl's soft and clear voice came from the front, "What's your name?"

The maid was slightly stunned, as if she didn't expect that she would ask her name. After being distracted for a long time, Sanqing urged her impatiently, "Say it, otherwise I will call you."

"My name is Xueyong." She replied humbly.

Fu Zhu stopped and looked back at her, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "I asked for your real name."

Sanqing was filled with doubts. What was his real name but not his real name? Did Xuerong just give a false name?Then this was too much, Sanqing frowned and glared at her angrily.

Xueling was stunned again, and after a moment she softly said two words, "Yingshu."

"My real name is Ying Shu."

When she said the word "yingshu" for the second time, her tone lost a bit of alienation.

"Then I'll call you Yingshu." Fu Zhu said with a smile, "The setting sun smokes the fine grass, and the color of the river reflects the sparse curtains. This name is better than Xuelu."

Sanqing silently recited the verse just now, then asked, "Fu Zhu, when did you start reading?"

She didn't even know it!
Ying Shu responded sadly, "Okay."

She couldn't remember how many years it had been since anyone had called her name. In Feng Mansion, there was only Xuelu and no Yingshu.

When Miss Fu Zhu leaves, she will be Xue Ram again.

“It’s cold at night, so I won’t go shopping.”

Sanqing's round eyes looked at the talisman beads in surprise, then looked down at his empty palms, "It's not cold."

She asked Yingshu for confirmation, her tone was brisk and urgent, "Yingshu, Yingshu, are you cold?"

Sanqing couldn't understand why Fu Zhu felt cold.
The evening breeze blew the broken hair around Ying Shu's ears. She stood aside with a lamp and said softly, "A little."

Miss Fu Zhu was a Taoist and would not be afraid of the cool breeze. She thought she was a little cold, so she took it as she said.

Sanqing puffed up his cheeks and said, "Okay then, let's go back."

The lights in the house were very bright, even brighter than when they left.

Feng Jingsu lit all the empty lamps inside, and when he saw Fu Zhu and San Qing's figures, he came up to them.

"How long have you been here?"

Fu Zhu asked casually, stepping into the threshold.

Sanqing was talking to Yingshu outside, chattering like a sparrow.

Feng Jingsu said: "You haven't been here for long." He heard Sanqing's voice outside, "Who is Yingshu?"

"That's the maid named Xuerong, whose real name is Yingshu." Fu Zhu explained lightly.

There were too many maids in the house, and even if Fu Zhu explained it, Feng Jingsu might not recognize them. Sure enough, a confused look appeared on his face.

But Miss Fu Zhu should just call her by her real name. He heard that the name Ying Shu was better than Xueying. "I just went to see the sunset."

Another unfamiliar name, Feng Jingsu asked in a low voice, "Who is this again?"

He had some doubts that this was not his home anymore.

Fu Zhu looked at him and said nothing for a while, making Feng Jingshan feel uneasy. He tried hard to search all the people in the house in his mind, but still had no clue. Fu Zhu spoke, "You don't even know your grandmother's name." ?"

It's hard to believe that he is a filial person.

"Of course I know." Feng Jingsu said without thinking, "My grandmother's name is Lishu."

"When I was a kid, I often saw my grandfather writing these two characters on paper, and I knew them right away."

As he was talking, he noticed something was wrong with Fu Zhu's expression, and asked cautiously, "Miss Fu Zhu, did I say something wrong?"

Feng Jingsu was confused. How could he remember his grandmother's name incorrectly? It was definitely not Xizhao.

Wait, Feng Jingsu suddenly thought of something, widened his eyes and looked at Fu Zhu, "Miss Fu Zhu, are you talking about the reincarnation of my grandmother?"

Sanqing jumped in and said, "Feng Jingsu, Xizhao looks younger than you. Do you really call her grandma?"

Her round eyes were full of curiosity, and her words indirectly answered Feng Jingsu's question.

Feng Jingsu originally wanted to say it was natural, but when he saw the unblinking eyes of Fu Zhu and San Qing, he suddenly found it difficult to say anything.

He had only seen the woman named "Xizhao" from a distance. She was indeed very young. He always felt that he was taking advantage of her by calling her grandma.

Especially in front of Miss Fu Zhu and San Qing, this sense of shame was inexplicably amplified.

Sanqing couldn't see Feng Jingsu's embarrassment, so he chased him and asked, "Do you want to call Xizhao grandma or not?"

Fu Zhu didn't stop her either, looking like he was watching a good show.

Feng Jingsu said helplessly: "I haven't visited her yet, but after tomorrow, I should call her grandma."

His father even called her mother, so how could he call her by her first name?He can only call according to his seniority honestly.

Sanqing said: "I know, I will fall asleep tomorrow, I want to go see it!"

"Xizhao invited Fu Zhu and me."

Feng Jingsu swallowed the words on his lips. Since it was his grandmother who invited her, it was not his turn to say anything.

His status in this family is definitely far inferior to that of his grandmother.

"Miss Fu Zhu, how did you and my grandmother meet?" Feng Jingsu was a little curious. Their relationship seemed to be not bad.

Sanqing answered quickly, "Xizhao took the initiative to invite us to have tea, and that's how we got to know each other."

Fu Zhu said "hmm", indicating that this was what Sanqing said.

But she wanted to correct her, "Xizhao is Xizhao." Fu Zhu looked at Feng Jingsu and said, "She is not your grandmother now."

Feng Jingsu doesn't even know her name, so what about the entire Feng family?Everyone regarded her as the companion of the ancestor of the Feng family, and no one cared that she was Xizhao, not Lishu.

Sanqing's little face was confused, so is Xizhao Feng Jingsu's grandmother?
The next day.

The entire Feng family looked particularly solemn and solemn.

Fu Zhu noticed the auras of many masters, either overtly or covertly, and the formation was huge.

Yingshu twisted the handkerchief and wiped Sanqing's face. Her confused eyes gradually became clear. There was still dark green under her eyes. Fu Zhu knew at a glance that she was tired from practicing sword practice in her dream last night. After a while, she It's time to scold Yu Xingshu.

Sure enough, Sanqing jumped out of bed and started cursing.

Ying Shu didn't know who she was scolding, so he remained silent.

Feng Jingsu, who came here early in the morning, heard the words "Yu Xingshu" but didn't think about it deeply.