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Chapter 178 Chaos
Sanskrit did not go back to the yard to change immediately, but first went to see Mrs. Wu Nan in the quiet room behind the garden.

Since Mr. Wu Nan lived in Yang's house to recuperate from illness, Sanskrit asked someone to build a quiet room behind the garden, specially for Mr. Wu Nan to practice.Usually, except for Fanyin and Yang Zhiyuan's occasional visits, she hardly talks to other people, and just meditates alone in the house.

Sanskrit has followed Master Wu Nan for many years, and has already seen that Master Wu Nan intends to leave after recovering from injuries.

Also taking advantage of today's Jiji ceremony, Fanyin wanted to have a lively talk with her. Since that day, she has not talked openly with Mr. Wu Nan about the days to come.

"Master." Sanskrit knocked three times and then pushed open the small door. My Nan teacher looked at her with a smile on the futon, waved her hand, and then took off a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and put them directly on Sanskrit's lap. hand.

"On the day you reach your birthday, Master should give you a gift." Wu Nan's words made Sanskrit very embarrassed, "You know that I will actually be two years older."

"Don't keep this in your mind. You are Yang Huailiu now, and Yang Huailiu is you. Sanskrit, let go of what should be let go. You are too tight." Wu Nan Shitai's words made Sanskrit relax and sighed. tone, then said:
"I don't know why. It is said that things are on the right track, and my father is about to remarry his stepmother to start the business, but I have lost the enthusiasm and drive I had before. I am greeted and greeted all day long. In addition to feeling tired, I am still tired, Master. , please clarify your doubts." Sanskrit sat cross-legged, earnestly saluted and asked for advice.

Mrs. Wu Nan looked at her small face for a while, "Buddha said, the wind doesn't move, the book doesn't move, it's your heart. You have been working hard for the Yang family all these years, and now everything is on the right track for the Yang family. You don’t need to rack your brains for a living, to live, and then to think hard, you will be confused and confused if you don’t have thoughts for yourself.”

Fanyin lowered her head, what was in her heart was indeed rightly said by Master Wu Nan.

She just followed her father to Qingcheng County to pay off debts for money. After entering Beijing, she began to socialize and flatter her father for his official position. At the age of seventeen, I don't know what else I can do, what else to do.

What people live is a spirit, what she lacks is the plan and expectation for her own future.

Without hope, there will be no motivation, and if you don’t have motivation, you will be irritable and bear everything...

Sanskrit made a big salute to Master Wu Nan, "Finally Master understands me, and my disciples thank you."

"Follow your heart, follow your fate, follow your will, Sanskrit, you have done very well before." Master Wu Nan stopped talking, leaving time and space for Sanskrit to think for himself.

There was no time for the Sanskrit voice to meditate, so Caiyun quietly came over, "...Master said Mrs. Uncle and her party are already on their way, Miss, please get ready early, don't blame me too much."

"Amitabha." Wunan Master immediately turned around and sat on the futon and stopped talking. Sanskrit stood up and went out. Caiyun's face was full of timidity. She never dared to approach Wunan Master, an old nun, or felt fear and reverence in her heart. , and why Caiyun didn't think about it carefully, because she couldn't figure it out either.

"It was the guards of the uncle's mansion who came to inform in advance, so the master specially asked the slaves to pass the message."

"Okay, let's go." Sanskrit's face returned to the usual indifference, and her eyes became clearer. Without the previous cranky thoughts and depression, she became the earliest Sanskrit who had nothing.

She just has nothing, and what she has to do now is to live for herself, make a new breakthrough for herself, give up the name "Yang Huailiu" and always suppress the nightmare in her heart, she wants to have a real Sanskrit sound, that is her The life she wants is the life she wants!

After returning to the room and changing clothes, Fanyin went out with a smile on his face to meet Mrs. Zhong, Shen Yuniang and others.

Everyone in this group nearly dropped Yang Zhiyuan's jaw!
Not only those who were loyal to the uncle's mansion, the Zhao family, and the Lin family, but also the family members of officials from the Ministry of Punishment and the Ministry of Industry, and even Yang Zhiyuan's current immediate boss, Mrs. Shi Lang from the Ministry of Finance, also came.

Is this a funeral ceremony for my daughter?

Yang Zhiyuan is a smart person, he knows that this matter is not that simple, just now he wanted to order someone to entertain the guests, but found that his family was too poor.

Apart from Caiyun, Cuiqiao, and Liu Ma, there is only one more Liu An. Without other servants, how could so many people be busy?
Before Yang Zhiyuan could come up with a solution, Liang's mother had already stepped forward to salute and greet each other. After seeing each other, Liang's mother said:
"Yang Tiju don't have to worry about poor hospitality. The second aunt has brought thirty maids from the uncle's house to help you. You just need to order a few people to tell them what to do. Come here today to do it for Miss Yang." The gift of Jiji has also disturbed your family."

"This is my Yang Zhiyuan's good fortune. I can't even talk about being disturbed. I am not afraid of Liang's mother's jokes. Usually, Huai Liu is in charge of the housework. Now I am really helpless and can only stare at him. Huai Liu is the one today, and I have the heart to let her She rests for a day, and the family affairs will be handed over to you, and I ask you to help with everything!"

Yang Zhiyuan saluted respectfully, and Mama Liang also saw that he was sincere from the heart, not casual greetings.

"It's not up to the old slave to reach out for today's matter, so I will let the second aunt decide everything. Do you think it is feasible?" Liang's mother's words made Yang Zhiyuan nod immediately, "Yes! Absolutely!"

The surprise on his face made Liang's mother very satisfied, "Then this old slave will go and invite the second aunt right now, are you here waiting for this old slave to call back?"

"I'll ask for it myself." Yang Zhiyuan turned sideways to invite Liang's mother to lead the way. Liang's mother walked forward with a smile on her face, and nodded in admiration when she saw Zhong.

Mrs. Zhong understood that Liang's mother was very satisfied with Yang Zhiyuan's exam, so she asked him to go to Shen Yuniang's sedan chair after a few words of pleasantries.

Because Shen Yuniang hadn't left the cabinet yet, she couldn't see Yang Zhiyuan directly today, but only through that layer of gauze curtain, the two of them saw each other's shadowy appearance, but first came to a state where silence is better than sound.

The two people's hearts and minds met, but they made everyone around them anxious.

Liang's mother was always winking at Yang Zhiyuan, telling him why he still didn't speak...

Shen Yuniang saw Liang's mother's gaze, but she let out a soft sigh. Although the voice was light and weak, Yang Zhiyuan still heard it, as if a call, pulling him out of the state just now.

"I, Yang Zhiyuan, pay my respects to Second Aunt's grandma. There are few people in the house, and there are few houses. Today, the willow is pregnant again. No one is in charge of household chores. I will trouble Second Aunt's grandma to take care of it for you. Yang Zhiyuan invites you here!"

Yang Zhiyuan's words were very respectful, and Shen Yuniang's face turned red, "You used to be the secretary and promoted, and such family affairs are so easy, why don't you take care of them yourself?"

"Because I don't understand. In addition, I believe that men are the masters of the outside world and women are the masters of the house. Women's family members are more capable than men in this regard. Why should we invite the wise and capable to make a mess?"

Yang Zhiyuan's rhetorical question made Shen Yuniang's smile even wider, "I see, I will take full control of this matter, I wonder if you will agree to it?"

"Yes!" Although Yang Zhiyuan's one-word answer was brief, Shen Yuniang liked his crispness even more.

The two stopped talking, and Shen Yuniang had already started ordering the maids to manage various errands, and every big checkpoint would be watched by the mother around her to avoid mistakes and loopholes.

After all the orders were finished, Shen Yuniang said to Yang Zhiyuan again: "I don't know such orders, how does Yang Tiju feel?"

Yang Zhiyuan respectfully said: "Great praise!"

Shen Yuniang smiled and looked at Mama Liang. Mama Liang saw that her face was blushing, and she obviously liked Yang Zhiyuan more. It was the first time that her second aunt showed such a radiant face, but this made Mama Liang happy from the bottom of her heart.

After coming out to exchange greetings with Yang Zhiyuan, Yang Zhiyuan left first to entertain the guests.

Shen Yuniang immediately breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest. She didn't care about the embarrassment, so she got up and went to see Sanskrit. Since she wanted to be the official guest this time, she would be responsible to the end. How could she not explain the process to this girl first? ?

At the moment, Mrs. Zhong is chatting with all the wives about which hairpin to give to Yang Huailiu. I don’t know how many pieces of hairpins and crowns she has prepared, and Mrs. Zhong asks so many people to help choose, which is nothing more than to show that she attaches great importance to Yang Huailiu. It also revealed Shen Yuniang's intention to marry Yang Zhiyuan.

The wives who hang out in this circle are not fools, and the simple act of asking for help in choosing hairpins can already see Zhong's intentions. There are constant words of praise and praise, and Zhong is also very happy and laughing again and again.

A happy event, an auspicious event is always better than those messy dirty things, and now that Liang's mother came to report to her the short conversation between Shen Yuniang and Yang Zhiyuan just now, Zhong smiled even more happily, "Okay, okay, I didn't worry in vain , the two of them may be a match made in heaven, where is Yang Huailiu?"

"The second aunt has already gone to see her."

Mrs. Zhong got up, "This girl hasn't shown up yet, I'll go and see, she's a jerk today, so I won't talk about her impoliteness, let's go and see!" Mrs. Zhong Zhang Luo said, all the wives should follow closely.

After hearing the letter sent by the Zhong family early in the morning, they all prepared the ceremony.

Although they were just accessories like hairpins and treasure hairpins, they were not random bargains. Even Mrs. Zhong had already disregarded the rules and took the initiative to meet Yang Huailiu. What else could they say?
No one sat in a sedan chair along the way, but walked slowly in a leisurely manner, admiring the beauty of this place that was originally called a "ghost house". Where are ghosts without ghosts?
To put it bluntly, they are all scaring themselves.

At this time, Shen Yuniang looked at Fanyin sitting there in formal attire. The smile on her face and the crystal clear eyes were very different from her in the morning. Although Shen Yuniang couldn't tell the specific reason, she was happy for her.

"It's the gift of Ji, do you have any wishes in your heart? It is said that making a wish on this day is also very effective, you can't live to think of one?" Shen Yuniang sat aside and chattered, Sanskrit was startled, and then she thought carefully, what did she have? wish?
Marry a good man?

Just as this idea popped into Sanskrit's mind, the shadow of that stinky rascal suddenly appeared.

Patting his face, Fanyin muttered in his heart, "Don't torture yourself, don't torture yourself, how could you think of that bastard!"

(End of this chapter)