Ninefold Purple

Father's carriage was parked at the second gate, and a few boys were busy moving things in. Father was wearing a navy blue calamus-patterned silk gown and a squirrel fur cloak. wearing something.

Hearing the movement, he turned his head and smiled lightly, handsome and handsome, like the breeze and the moon.

Dou Zhao's heart stagnated slightly.

She knew her father was good-looking.

But she had never seen such a father. [

In her memory, her father always frowned slightly, and even when he laughed, there was a bit of gloom between his brows that couldn't melt away.Especially when looking at her quietly, the eyes are not happy, like a thousand-year-old ancient well, which makes people feel chills.

Unlike now, young, handsome, sunny, like a worried teenager, it is heartwarming to watch.

"Shou Gu," her father's smiling face appeared in front of her eyes, "Daddy won't shout when he comes back!" He stretched out his hand to pinch Dou Zhao's nose.

Dou Zhao turned his head subconsciously, avoiding his father's hand.

Father was taken aback, then smiled disapprovingly, took out a windmill from the carriage behind him, blew the windmill into a rattling sound, and held it up in front of her: "Daddy bought it for you from Kyoto." .is it fun?"

If she was really a child, she would be flattered and attracted by this windmill, but she is already the mother of three children, the one who bought the windmill and teased the children to play, how could she take it seriously?

Dou Zhao stretched his neck and looked into the carriage.

But the mother blushed, looked at the father affectionately, and said coquettishly and angrily: "It's good that you come back safely, what else can you buy us? We have everything at home."

"That's different!" Dad took Dou Zhao from his mother, "I bought this from Kyoto specially for you."

Mother's face became even redder, as if she drank old Huadiao, and her eyes became hazy.

Dou Zhao leaned over and wanted to open the curtain of the carriage, but his forearm was short, so he couldn't reach the curtain of the carriage.

The father noticed her intention, patted her butt lightly, and put her on the carriage: "What are you looking for?"

Dou Zhao ignored him and got into the carriage.

The compartment is covered with thick bedding, several books such as

"Which bastard told my sister those dirty words? Stand up for me!" She slapped the table and became furious, "If you wait for my sister to point it out, then you won't be sent to the outer courtyard to be punished for a few months. Fuck! I'm going to report to the old man, call Ren Yazi, and sell her to that poor ravine, and I will never even think about eating a white flour steamed bun for the rest of my life!"

The room was dead silent.

The teacup on the table was rattled by the mother: "Okay! No one stood up. Think I can't find out, right? How old is my sister, and I can't speak clearly, so you just push her Talk nonsense in front of me. If my sister was older, wouldn't she be instigated by you..."

Accompanied by a little maid, Dou Zhao sat on the hot kang in the inner room of the upper room, sighing from time to time.

It was her own idea, who would jump out and admit it!

But Dou Zhao did not defend those servants.

She is now a child who can't even speak well. Based on her mother's understanding, the commonplace words like "father brought a woman back" are naturally taught by the servants around her. If she defends those servants, the mother will only The more suspected someone has ulterior motives, the harder it is for those servants to get away.

She asked the little maid beside her, "What is your name...?" Her throat still seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't speak a complete sentence.

The little servant girl was overwhelmed by the flattery, and said courteously: "In the words of Miss Fourth, the maidservant's name is Vanilla."

She said: "I want to be a mother!"

The little maid opened her eyes wide and asked curiously, "Who is Tuo Niang?"

Dou Zhao was dumbfounded.

Someone shouted loudly: "Grandma Qi, Master Qi is back."

There was a noise outside.

The mother asked in a slightly nervous tone: "Nurse Yu, take the people in Miss Fourth's room back first. Miss Fourth will rest at my place tonight. Other people, go and do whatever you want."

An old voice answered "yes" respectfully.

Then there was another noise.

After a while, my mother walked in with my father with a smile.

Seeing Dou Zhao sitting on the kang foolishly, his father smiled and patted her head: "My child, what's the matter today?"

The mother didn't want to tell her husband that Dou Zhao had been instigated by someone, so she smiled vaguely: "Maybe it's because I'm too tired from playing, and I'll be fine later." [

Father didn't ask any more questions.

The maids came in with water and fragrant soap. Mother helped father clean his face and change clothes. Dou Zhao was also carried down by the maids, washed, washed and changed, and went to his grandfather together.

My grandfather lived on the west side of the house, and it was called "Heshou Hall" because of the plaque "Heshou Tongnian" written on the middle hall. \

In front of the house of Crane Shoutang is a pool and rockery, and behind the house is a wisteria flower tree, which is the most beautiful place in the house.

In Dou Zhao's memory, she has been to Heshou Hall twice.Once, when she was nine years old, her grandfather passed away. According to her grandfather’s will, the mourning hall was set up in Heshoutang, and she came back to attend the funeral; another time, she came back to attend her grandfather’s removal ceremony.

It was noisy both times, and she didn't even have time to take a closer look at He Shoutang.

This time in the dream again, she leaned on her mother's shoulder and looked around.

The pool is frozen, the rockery is covered with snow, the trees have withered, and the vines are just some withered stems. Although it is bleak, it is difficult to hide its clarity because of the elegant layout.

She couldn't help but nodded secretly.

No wonder those old imperial scholars in Kyoto praised his grandfather when they mentioned his talent.

It's a pity that my grandfather was impatient with his official career, so he resigned before he was 30 and returned to his hometown to become a farmer.

Thinking wildly, they arrived at the gate of Heming Hall.

A middle-aged beautiful woman who still had charm welcomed them in with a smile.

Dou Zhao looked at the beautiful woman with straight eyes.

How could she dream of Aunt Ding?

If you want to dream, you should also dream of her grandmother!

She grew up with her grandmother.

Just thinking about it, Aunt Ding stepped forward with a smile and pinched Dou Zhao's little hand, and said to her mother, "What's wrong with Shougu today? She's so disgruntled, she doesn't call anyone..."

Mother winked at Aunt Ding and whispered, "I'll talk to you later."

Aunt Ding understood, hugged Dou Zhao with a smile, and accompanied her mother into grandfather's study.

Dou Zhao was in a mess.

The grandfather was over forty years old and still had nothing under his knees, so the grandmother made the decision and gave the grandfather two concubines.One of them is Aunt Ding, and the other is Grandmother Cui.Aunt Ding's grandma was the same as her first grandmother, and her grandmother only gave birth to a father, and their family was not prosperous.Later, her stepmother came in and gave birth to her younger brother, Dou Xiao. Her grandmother made great contributions in raising an heir, so the people in the Dou family changed their name to "Mrs. Cui". My aunt has always been Aunt Ding.

After the death of the first grandmother, the grandfather decided not to continue the family, and Aunt Ding was in charge of the family feast. When the mother entered the house, she left it to the mother. Aunt Ding only took care of the affairs of the grandfather's house.The grandmother lives in a farm fifty miles away from Zhending County, and only stays for a few days when she comes back every year during the Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Spring Festival.

Dou Zhao felt vaguely uneasy in her heart, as if something happened, but she was kept in the dark.

She quietly observed the people around her.

During dinner, Dou Zhao noticed that the dishes were served with blue and white porcelain from Yutang Spring, and all the dishes, cups and spoons were included.

When the grandfather asked his father what to say, Dou Zhao was thrown on the hot kang in the study to play.

She saw the red sandalwood paperweight that was so successful on her grandfather's desk.

Dou Zhao thought for a while, stood on tiptoe, and counted the glazed beads on the fringe of the Longquan sword hanging on the wall.

She has seen all these things before.

At that time, they were beloved by the grandfather and were put into the coffin as funeral objects.

She still remembered that there were only four bowls, two saucers, one cup, and five spoons left in the blue and white porcelain tableware from Yutangchun;

It's like turning back time and erasing the years left on those objects.

Listen to my grandfather's words again: "...This article is from "The Analects of Confucius". The article thinks that it is loyal, but if you are benevolent, I don't know. It's very good to accept the title. It can be seen that you have already gained three flavors in the method of "transformation"..."

Dou Zhao's hands and feet were cold.

Although she could read, she had never read the Four Books and Five Classics.How can you imagine such words out of thin air?

"Mother, mother!" Dou Zhao was terrified in her heart, she called her mother loudly, tears fell uncontrollably.

The grandfather, who was having a good time talking with his father, darkened his face.

The mother ran in from the hall in a panic: "Elder-in-law, I will take Shou Gu to the side to play."

With an apologetic face, she carried Dou Zhao out of the study.

Aunt Ding greeted her.

Mother had dinner at the same table with grandfather and father, because the wet nurse didn't come with her today, Aunt Ding first fed Dou Zhao, and when Dou Zhao was full, the people at the table dispersed, leaving only some leftovers. There were leftovers, and she was eating dinner indiscriminately just now.

"What's the matter?" She touched Dou Zhao's forehead, "It's fine on weekdays. Did you encounter something unclean?"

Dou Zhao hugged her mother's neck tightly, feeling the warmth of her mother's neck, as if this could prove that what she encountered was not a group of ghosts.

"No way?" Mother shuddered and hesitated, "Could it be someone who instigated Shou Gu's hands and feet?"

"It's okay." Aunt Ding said confidently, "Even if someone does something wrong, we are not afraid. We are a family of good deeds, and the Great Immortal will keep us safe and clean. Later, I will ask for two watches in front of the Great Immortal for Shougu. You are on Shougu's body." Sweep it twice, then burn it, Shou Gu will be fine."

The mother kept nodding her head, gritted her teeth and said: "If I find out who is uneasy and kind, I will take her skin off!"

"Fortunately, I said it in front of you. If I said it in front of Qi Ye, it would be troublesome." Aunt Ding sighed, and a young man ran in and said: "Old Master, Qi Ye, Grandma Seven, Aunt Ding, and the third master from the East Mansion are here."

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New year and new weather, I wish you all a happy new year and all the best!

ps: At this chapter, the article is completely straightened out, and everyone can follow the article.

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