A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 130 Ah Heng, Do I Look Good?
So Meng Yan completely dispelled all the haze and troubles yesterday, and hurried to the door of Xia's room, holding the door frame and talking to her.

Then after thinking about it, it seems that the Xia family has never had a good time wandering in the city. In the past, she didn't even have the opportunity to go to the city. Maybe she has never been to a theater to watch an opera in her life.

Sui Mengyan changed her mind, tilted her head and asked, "Mother, do you want to go with us?"

Xia Shi glanced at her and said, "Is there anything to see about singing, I won't go."

Meng Yan said, "What's there to see? You'll have to wait until you've seen it. You really don't want to go?"

Xia said: "After you have seen it, if you really think it looks good, I will take mother there next time."

Meng Yan smiled and said: "Alright then, mother, today I will go with Ah Heng first."

Meng Yanhuan was about to leave, but Xia Shi called her back again and said, "Come back."

Meng Yan turned her head angrily, thinking that the Xia clan was going to back out again, and she was not allowed to go out with Ah Heng.

In the end Xia Shi looked her up and down, but said: "Are you going out like this?"

Meng Yan couldn't help but looked down at herself, she usually did this, and she didn't think there was anything wrong.

Mrs. Xia went to bring her the new dress that she had made two days ago, Meng Yan was a little dazed, and was held down by Mrs. Xia to sit in front of the simple dressing table.

A dim bronze mirror is installed on the dressing table.Through the bronze mirror, Meng Yan saw that Mrs. Xia untied her hair and combed her hair again with the comb.

While combing, Xia said: "The girl's house doesn't look like a girl's house. If you don't go out to work today, can't you comb well before going out?"

Although she has a straight face, every word and every word is full of love and affection for Meng Yan.

Meng Yan smiled and narrowed her eyes.

Xia Shi said: "You are not allowed to play outside too late, you must come home before dark. Also, girls should be more reserved, don't be too frivolous. Do you understand?"

Meng Yan nodded repeatedly.

Xia Shi said involuntarily: "I don't think you know anything." As she said, she gathered the broken hair around Meng Yan's ears with her hands, tied her hair in a bun behind her head, and raised her hand towards herself. A hairpin was pulled out from between her hair and pinned to her bun.

Meng Yan couldn't help reaching out to touch the hairpin, the tentacles were cool and very heavy.

The hairpin is engraved with very complicated patterns, but it is very low-key, and it is usually invisible from a distance.The hairpin is engraved with a cluster of half-closed and half-bloomed purple flowers, which is extremely restrained and exquisite.

When she was in Suixiang, the Xia family was afraid that the hairpin would be too conspicuous, so she regularly wrapped the hairpin with twine, so that it looked like a cheap rattan hairpin.

Over the years, the Xia family has never left this hairpin.

Even the former Meng Yan rarely had the opportunity to truly and completely come into contact with it.

But right now, when Xia Shi pinned the hairpin on Meng Yan's bun, she removed the twine on it, revealing the original appearance.

Meng Yan was about to pull it out, and said, "Mother, isn't this your belonging, what are you doing for me?"

Xia Shi stopped her movement and said: "This is left by your grandmother. Mother can't wear such a good thing. Now that Grandma has grown up, it should be worn by Grandma."

Meng Yan has some understanding of this era, this hairpin is not something that ordinary country women can have.

Meng Yan couldn't help asking: "Mother, what kind of person is my grandmother?"

Xia said: "Mother has never seen it before, it must be very good."

Xia Shi looked in the bronze mirror, the purple stamen at the end of the hairpin was glowing faintly red, making Meng Yan's face bright and beautiful, she couldn't help smiling, and smoothed Meng Yan's temple hair again. Then he said: "It's true that our grandma looks the best when she wears it."

Meng Yan stood up, looked down at her skirt, a strand of hair from the back of her head slid to her chest, the skirt finally completely outlined her already thin and tough waist.

Xia said: "Ah Nan, let's go now."

Meng Yan went out of the room, and when she looked up, she saw Yin Heng sitting on the porch waiting for her.Yin Heng also raised his head, his pale eyes fell on her, and he didn't move away for a long time.

The cicadas on the trees are making noise, and the wind is whirling on the courtyard wall.

Meng Yan put her hands behind her back and looked at him with a smile.

Yin Heng came back to his senses, turned his head slightly, and asked nonchalantly, "Madam, do you want to go together?"

Meng Yan said: "Mother won't go, just the two of us."

She came over to push Yin Heng, and the two walked down the corridor together, she said again: "Ah Heng, do I look good?"

Yin Heng didn't answer for a while.

Meng Yan said, "Just now I saw that you lost your mind while looking at me."

When leaving the house, Yin Heng said softly: "Yes, I was distracted."

Xia Shi stood in front of the house and watched this scene peacefully.

Her aunt is worthy of happiness, if this is what auntie thinks of happiness.

Because the sun was high, Meng Yan went to buy an umbrella as soon as she went to the street to shade her from the sun.Yin Heng could control the wheelchair to move forward, and Meng Yan followed him briskly, holding an umbrella.

The two headed towards the newly opened theater all the way.

In front of the theater gate, there is a servant to guide.

The two went in and chose a private seat on the second floor, and the play in the hall was just beginning.

In the whole theater, there is a kind of slow tone.Here is the same as the tea house, the spectators come here for entertainment.

The voices of the actors on the stage were soft and melodious, and they sang thousands of times.There are some people who are generously cheering for an actor.

However, it may be that the opera sung on the stage is so pleasant and has a sleep-promoting effect that after Meng Yan came in and sat down, she began to doze off unconsciously.

She tilted her body to one side, Yin Heng grabbed her waist and gently pulled her into his arms.Meng Yan instantly felt relieved, and slept soundly in his arms.

Probably Meng Yan herself didn't expect that she was so uninterested in listening to the opera as a result of coming here for fresh pictures.

Yin Heng seemed to be listening, but he didn't seem to be listening. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at Meng Yan's sleeping face from time to time, then lowered his chin and kissed her gently on the forehead.

The folks in the theater came to refill tea, as soon as the bamboo curtain behind him was lifted, Yin Heng said calmly: "Go out."

The guy couldn't help being shocked, and quickly bowed and retreated.

When Meng Yan was in a daze, she vaguely heard the slow-toned opera, the long breathing in her ears, and the beating heart in her chest. She felt more at ease, and plunged into a deeper in dreamland.

After several performances were sung in the hall, Meng Yan woke up leisurely, and found herself snuggled up and sitting in Yin Heng's arms.

Yin Heng didn't let go of her either, and only whispered softly: "Are you awake?"

Meng Yan felt a little guilty, just as a scene had just ended, she applauded and said repeatedly: "Okay, this is a good performance!"

Yin Heng nodded, "Yes", and said solemnly: "Especially at the turning point in the first half, the story was set up and designed quite ingeniously, which was both reasonable and unexpected."

(End of this chapter)