You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 5 Green Rong
When I asked An Lan Jinqiu to interrupt, I forgot about the cakes. Seeing that the lunch was about to be served, I hurriedly asked Xichun Nianxia to share the cakes and send them to the various courtyards. Wen Qinger is not in the mood to eat cakes now , Just ask people to make new tea and use it slowly.

Wen Qing'er had her meal and took a nap on the imperial concubine's couch. At this time, Jin Qiu quietly lifted her foot into the room, seeing Xi Chun waved her hand to indicate that the girl was still awake.

Jinqiu quietly retreated behind the screen and waited with Xichun, Xichun saw that Jinqiu's complexion was different, afraid of disturbing the girl's rest, she didn't want to make a sound, so she just brushed Jinqiu's back to calm her down.

Not long after, there was a rustling sound from inside, presumably the girl woke up, Xichun went around the screen, and saw Wen Qinger sitting on the concubine couch by the window.

Half-asleep and half-awake, with half-closed eyes and almond eyes, her little face was flushed with sleep, like peach blossoms planted in the yard outside the window, but unfortunately the peach blossoms have already fallen in this season, it looks like pink peaches on the branches.

Passing a cup of warm honey to her lips, she sipped it in Xichun's hand, and Wen Qing'er felt completely awake.

"Girl, Jin Qiu is here." Xi Chun squatted at Wen Qing'er's feet, smoothing Wen Qing'er's soft hair.

"Jinqiu" Wen Qing'er leaned forward and let out a soft cry.

Hearing the sound, Jin Qiu came in around the screen, blessed Fu's body, her eyes were red, she seemed to have cried a lot: "Girl, Lu Rong asked the servant to thank the girl for her kindness, Lu Rong is unwilling to leave Qingwu Garden."

"Why is that?" Wen Qing'er asked puzzled.

"Lu Rong's wife is sick, and her younger brother is too young to do the work. The whole family lives according to Lu Rong's monthly schedule.

No matter how hard life is in Qingwuyuan, she is still a big maid, she can have a tael of silver every month, and two new clothes a season.If he finds other errands, he may not even have enough money to buy medicine for my mother. "

Jin Qiu paused and said: "Lu Rong also said that although the eldest girl often beats and scolds, she will not lose her life, so let's just live with it."

Jin Qiu's blushing little face couldn't hold back the tears, and hastily wiped them off with her sleeves.

"It's fine if she doesn't want to. Every family has hard-to-recite scriptures. She has been in our house for several years. If she wants to leave, she will find a way by herself. She won't wait until you stand up for her, too. We take it for granted." Wen Qing'er sighed, a little helplessly.

She doesn't want to leave the quagmire, no matter how hard others pull her, she can't do anything about it, but the situation in Lu Rong's house really doesn't allow her to think about anything else.

Wen Qinger's heart softened, she comforted her for a while, and asked Jin Qiu to give Lu Rong 20 taels of silver. Whether to leave or stay is up to her own choice.

The eldest sister can't just let her do whatever she wants, Wen Qing'er combed her hair and took Xi Chun Nian Xia to Fuyan Garden. At this moment, her mother should be at her grandmother's place, so she didn't have to run back and forth.

After entering Fuyanyuan, I saw sister Xueyue waiting beside my mother at the door, seeing Wen Qing'er coming, she hurriedly stepped forward to greet her.

"The lady was still talking about it just now, and the girl came." After finishing speaking, she led Wen Qing'er into the inner room.

Passing around the Eight Immortals' birthday screen, I saw my grandmother and mother Lin sitting opposite each other at the low table, concentrating on the teacup in Lin's hand, and the only sound in the room was the rustling of bamboo whisks.

Wen Qing'er blessed her body, but did not make a sound, and quietly knelt aside.

As Lin's wrist moved lightly, the wide sleeves gradually moved down, revealing a red jade bracelet on Hao's wrist, which looked more and more like a scallion root.

Xingyan, who was exactly the same as Wen Qing'er, was looking intently at the teacup in his hand, and saw that with Lin's flowing movements, the foam gradually became delicate and even.

After ordering the tea, put a spoonful of tea soup in front of grandma and Wen Qinger, only to see that the color of the tea soup in front of them was pure white, the soup flakes were even and fine, and they would stay together for a long time.

"There are very few people in the capital who can compare to mother." Wen Qing'er laughed.

"I haven't ordered tea for a long time, and my skills are rusty. I can't compare to a young one." Lin said with a warm smile.

The grandmother picked up the teacup and sipped it carefully, and then praised: "Qing'er is right, I have drank tea all my life, my wife, and I often fight tea with others in my boudoir. I think that there are few rivals in Beijing, and everyone in the world says Among the Daqi family, your mother's Jinling Lin family has the most etiquette tutor, since you entered the door, not to mention anything else, just looking at the tea you ordered, you know that what you say is true."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lin put down the teacup in her hand and nodded with a smile: "My mother praises me, my boudoir is no different from Qing'er, I just fight tea and practice piano with my sisters on weekdays to pass the time."

"Qing'er, this girl doesn't stop for half a moment on weekdays. She's either looking for something to eat, or she's on the way to find something to eat. The rest of the time is not enough for her to sleep in bed!"

The grandmother nodded Wen Qing'er's forehead and joked: "Girls from other families are afraid that they will become fat if they eat a grain of rice. It's better for you. You have to eat some snacks after the meal. When the snacks are used up, add a piece of crispy candy." In the end, you have to rinse your mouth with flower tea and honey tea, and if you continue to eat like this, no one will dare to marry you!"

Wen Qing'er stuck out her tongue, leaned against her grandmother coquettishly, and said softly: "My girl is not married yet! I want to spend my whole life with my grandmother and mother!"

"Nonsense! There is no girl who doesn't marry." The grandmother patted Wen Qing'er on the back, pretending to be annoyed.

Wen Qinger rolled her bright eyes, thought for a while and said: "I heard that Liu Yuanwai beat the young man beside him to death when I went out today. The young man just broke the teacup and happened to wet Liu Yuanwai's new It’s nothing more than the clothes I made, if I meet someone who knows people like this but doesn’t know his heart, it’s better not to marry, at least he will have a good reputation.”

After all, Wen Qinger thought to himself, Mr. Liu borrowed your name to use, don't blame me, who told you to raise eight aunts a year, there are too many gossips!

"There is such a thing! This is not even face!" Grandma said angrily.

"Yeah, I couldn't believe it when I first heard it! It's spread all over the capital." Wen Qing'er echoed angrily with a stern face.

Lin put down the teacup, glanced at Wen Qing'er unexpectedly, tapped the corner of her lips with a handkerchief, and said, "This is on the cusp of the storm, and there are rumors from any house, but I can't tell. How about my name is Wang?" Mom went to the various courtyards to talk about it, and our house should also be more vigilant."

Grandma nodded: "It's the reason, or you are thoughtful."

Then he thought for a while and said: "It just so happens that I have some good tea here and ask Mama Wang to bring it. When I go, I will share it with each courtyard. Don't just mention it to hurt the peace of those in your house."

Mrs. Lin nodded in response, and spoke for a while. Mrs. Lin and Wen Qing'er came out after having dinner in Fuyanyuan.

Not in a hurry to go back to the garden to rest, Wen Qing'er took Lin's hand and went for a walk in the small garden in the backyard to digest food.

It was just getting dark at this moment, and the sky in the west still had layers of orange red, which cast a layer of warm light on the trees and flowers, and Wen Qing'er's white jade-like face was also gilded with gold.

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