Just now, when Gu Qingyan broke the bed railing, Fangzhu Moyan and the others heard it outside. Lan Jing went in and was kicked and staggered out again. Everyone was silent and did not dare to come out.
Now the old man is going to send Miss Ling to the ancestral hall. Everyone muttered to him that although Miss Ling is the master's heart and has also accepted it, but this identity is not a wife or a concubine, so how can he be qualified to kneel down on the ranking of the ancestors of the Gu family?
Even concubines such as Aunt Zheng and Aunt Yu cannot enter the ancestral hall.
So is this a punishment or announcing the identity of Miss Ling’s future eldest grandmother of the Gu family?
Mo Yan is also smart, no matter whether the old man is punishing, or something else, he is determined to be the master in his eyes and heart.
He walked in and looked at the two of them carefully. The old man said nothing, his eyes firmly locked on Miss Ling, probably trying to make her surrender.
Mo Yan was secretly anxious. Miss Ling was usually very polite with smiles. So what if you just say a few soft words to the uncle?Or cry, will this game be broken?
If the uncle is good to you, others don’t know, but how can you still not know?
Just for Miss Ling and Fangzhu, she casually said that chestnuts are delicious, how many times have he gone to the market this winter?
My grandfather has high requirements and adds more money to the store. He chose the best and fullest chestnuts of the season. He fryed them carefully with maltose. In order to send them back in time, he broke two pairs of shoes and could not use them to pretend to be.
The two of them were fine in the evening, but why did they suddenly become like this?
Seeing Mo Yan coming in, Shi Su didn't want to make things difficult for him, not to mention that he had already broken up with Gu Qingyan, and he was even more unwilling to stay here again, and walked out with his winding skirt.
Mo Yan looked at this and that, and he was stammering and didn't know what to say, so he could only follow him quickly.
My heart was full of anxiety all the way. Although the old man just said that he would ask Miss Ling to kneel in front of the ancestors and ancestors of the ancestral hall, when he figured out when he would come out again, it was just a very angry word. I was afraid that the master in front of him would not give in and would really make her kneel for a long time?
Tomorrow is the first day of the first lunar month, and the New Year is uneasy.
As soon as he led the person to the temple gate, Su Shi was unwilling to enter the Enjoy Hall, Mo Yan did not dare to force him, so he could only respectfully invite her to the attached room on the flank and find a clean cushion. For fear of freezing her, he arranged for someone to quickly send two braziers for Chuntao to serve him before going to listen to the reply from Yuge Pavilion.
Gu Qingyan played with beads in her hand, but when she saw Mo Yan coming in, she asked: How is she?
Mo Yan wondered if she should tell me about Miss Ling’s unwillingness to enter Xiangtang?
I said it was because I was not good at doing my own work, so I wouldn't say it...
He was still smart after all. He looked at Gu Qingyan quietly and said carefully: The snow is too heavy today, and Xiangtang dares not enter the brazier. I asked someone to serve Miss Ling to warm up in the attached room for a while...
Have the food been delivered?
Mo Yan hurriedly replied: Tea is boiling on the small red musket stove, so I will ask the kitchen to send some dishes that Miss Ling likes.
I felt relieved. I knew that I was doing this to the uncle's wishes, and I couldn't help but complain secretly, "Uncle, you obviously can't bear to leave it. You have to send someone to the ancestral hall on New Year's Eve. Fortunately, I have the ability to see it. I was going to force Miss Ling into the Xiangtang just now. I guess this heart-wrenching kicked my chest."
No, I'll go by myself.
Gu Qingyan stood up and sighed. It was New Year's Eve, the day when the family reunion was still the first day of being with that girl. How could she be willing to let her live alone?
She doesn't love herself, she doesn't love her!
Now the old man is going to send Miss Ling to the ancestral hall. Everyone muttered to him that although Miss Ling is the master's heart and has also accepted it, but this identity is not a wife or a concubine, so how can he be qualified to kneel down on the ranking of the ancestors of the Gu family?
Even concubines such as Aunt Zheng and Aunt Yu cannot enter the ancestral hall.
So is this a punishment or announcing the identity of Miss Ling’s future eldest grandmother of the Gu family?
Mo Yan is also smart, no matter whether the old man is punishing, or something else, he is determined to be the master in his eyes and heart.
He walked in and looked at the two of them carefully. The old man said nothing, his eyes firmly locked on Miss Ling, probably trying to make her surrender.
Mo Yan was secretly anxious. Miss Ling was usually very polite with smiles. So what if you just say a few soft words to the uncle?Or cry, will this game be broken?
If the uncle is good to you, others don’t know, but how can you still not know?
Just for Miss Ling and Fangzhu, she casually said that chestnuts are delicious, how many times have he gone to the market this winter?
My grandfather has high requirements and adds more money to the store. He chose the best and fullest chestnuts of the season. He fryed them carefully with maltose. In order to send them back in time, he broke two pairs of shoes and could not use them to pretend to be.
The two of them were fine in the evening, but why did they suddenly become like this?
Seeing Mo Yan coming in, Shi Su didn't want to make things difficult for him, not to mention that he had already broken up with Gu Qingyan, and he was even more unwilling to stay here again, and walked out with his winding skirt.
Mo Yan looked at this and that, and he was stammering and didn't know what to say, so he could only follow him quickly.
My heart was full of anxiety all the way. Although the old man just said that he would ask Miss Ling to kneel in front of the ancestors and ancestors of the ancestral hall, when he figured out when he would come out again, it was just a very angry word. I was afraid that the master in front of him would not give in and would really make her kneel for a long time?
Tomorrow is the first day of the first lunar month, and the New Year is uneasy.
As soon as he led the person to the temple gate, Su Shi was unwilling to enter the Enjoy Hall, Mo Yan did not dare to force him, so he could only respectfully invite her to the attached room on the flank and find a clean cushion. For fear of freezing her, he arranged for someone to quickly send two braziers for Chuntao to serve him before going to listen to the reply from Yuge Pavilion.
Gu Qingyan played with beads in her hand, but when she saw Mo Yan coming in, she asked: How is she?
Mo Yan wondered if she should tell me about Miss Ling’s unwillingness to enter Xiangtang?
I said it was because I was not good at doing my own work, so I wouldn't say it...
He was still smart after all. He looked at Gu Qingyan quietly and said carefully: The snow is too heavy today, and Xiangtang dares not enter the brazier. I asked someone to serve Miss Ling to warm up in the attached room for a while...
Have the food been delivered?
Mo Yan hurriedly replied: Tea is boiling on the small red musket stove, so I will ask the kitchen to send some dishes that Miss Ling likes.
I felt relieved. I knew that I was doing this to the uncle's wishes, and I couldn't help but complain secretly, "Uncle, you obviously can't bear to leave it. You have to send someone to the ancestral hall on New Year's Eve. Fortunately, I have the ability to see it. I was going to force Miss Ling into the Xiangtang just now. I guess this heart-wrenching kicked my chest."
No, I'll go by myself.
Gu Qingyan stood up and sighed. It was New Year's Eve, the day when the family reunion was still the first day of being with that girl. How could she be willing to let her live alone?
She doesn't love herself, she doesn't love her!
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