"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Wen Mingxuan's voice pulled back her thoughts.

Looking at Ming Xuan in front of him, Wen Qingzhu's whole heart suddenly warmed.

"Sister is fine, Mingxuan eats more and grows taller quickly."

"Hmm!" Wen Mingxuan nodded heavily, and then continued to eat.

The two of them were eating, and Lu Tao hurriedly ran in and said busily: "Miss, Sister Songyan has delivered a message, the old lady may want to invite you over tonight." ”

"I see." Wen Qingzhu looked indifferent, and by the way, he sandwiched a piece of beef for Ming Xuan.

Green Tao walked around beside her: "Although the old man of the letter is no longer pursued, but Miss Eleven was slapped by the fourth master, she must be counted on the young lady's head, otherwise how could the old lady invite you over!" What can I do? ”

"It's okay, the boat goes straight to the bridge to the natural straight." Wen Qingzhu was not worried that the old lady would embarrass her.

It's just that when she was in Fushoutang two days ago, she suddenly heard that Wen Mingliang knew that person, and she lost her temper for a while.

"Seven girls?" The old lady saw that Wen Qingzhu was distracted, and her face was a little impatient.

Wen Qingzhu immediately suppressed the hatred in his heart, bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, grandmother, granddaughter just didn't expect that this copied calligraphy would offend His Royal Highness, and I was really scared in my heart." ”

When the old lady heard her mention this again, her face was even more displeased: "What are you afraid of! It was Mingliang who took the blame for you! ”

"Yes! The granddaughter will definitely make it clear in the future. Wen Qingzhu lowered his eyelids and admitted his mistake again.

Hearing this, Wen Mingliang was a little reluctant, and hurriedly helped explain: "This matter is all the fault of my grandson, the seventh sister has already told me that this is a fake, I didn't believe it." ”

The old lady glared at Wen Mingliang, but still blamed Wen Qingzhu: "It's not that the seventh girl didn't explain clearly!"

Wen Guanbin frowned, and said coldly: "This matter has nothing to do with Xiao Qi!" ”

The old lady was stumped, but she could only reply softly: "What the master said is true." ”

"Now that the matter is over, you all go down." Wen Guanbin was a little tired, and waved his hand to let his children and grandchildren retreat.

"Yes."

Everyone got up in unison and exited the house one by one.

Wen Qingzhu followed behind Wen Shuquan and walked towards Yan Garden together.

After separating from the father and son of the fourth room, Wen Shuquan suddenly asked, "Do you know the Fifth Highness?" ”

Hearing this, Wen Qingzhu was shocked, could he see it!

But in an instant, Wen Qingzhu had already sorted out his expression, raised his eyes slightly, and said in a panic: "The child has never seen the Fifth Highness, but I heard that the child's calligraphy stained the eyes of the Fifth Highness, and I was terrified for a while. ”

Uncle Wen didn't say anything, only squinted at her, his eyes were bottomless.

But for a moment, Uncle Wen withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at her.

When they arrived at Yanyuan, when the two were about to separate, he suddenly said, "Does Zhu'er miss your mother?" ”

Wen Qingzhu raised his head suddenly, his eyes soaked with complex and unbearable sorrow.

"You should go back and rest early." After Uncle Wen finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the Golden Pine Pavilion.

Looking at his back, Wen Qingzhu was secretly vigilant, and he would definitely have to be careful in the future.

When he came back to his senses, Wen Qingzhu had no appetite, so he put down his chopsticks.

"Sister, aren't you eating? I'll go to my grandmother's with my sister in the evening. Wen Mingxuan was very worried about her.

Wen Qingzhu touched his face and said, "Sister is fine, grandmother won't do anything to Sister A, but you, you didn't answer your father's question last time, did he punish you?" ”

Wen Mingxuan shook his head: "My father didn't punish me, he just asked me to copy my homework ten more times." ”

Wen Qingzhu smiled, I asked you to copy your homework, how could it not be a punishment.

But even so, she still had to tell him: "In the future, you must be wrong in front of your father, and when necessary, you will behave worse than Wen Mingqian, you know?" ”

"So, what about the sir?" Wen Mingxuan asked again.

"It's the same with Sir, if you are asked to write an article, you don't want to write the best, just keep it bad or bad."

Wen Mingxuan must be very mediocre.

Not to mention Aunt Wu, Dafang and Sifang will not let him grow like this.

"However, if you write an article, Sister can read it for you." Wen Qingzhu said again.

Wen Mingxuan was very surprised: "Does Sister know what Mr. taught?" ”

"Of course! Sister can do anything! Wen Qingzhu was very proud.

She has studied with the world's No. 1 Confucianism for ten years, even if she is not a disciple of Mr., but Mr. said that she is the one who is most like him.

The sun was sinking in the west, and the fiery clouds stained the sky red.

Wen Qingzhu put down the pen, got up and walked to the window, and saw that Jasmine was coming.

"Green pottery, bring your things, let's go to Fushoutang."

Wen Qingzhu turned around and walked to the door, his eyes were like a cold pool, looking straight ahead.

Old Madam Wen, she's here.

When the two of them arrived at the door of Fushoutang, they happened to meet the sixth lady of the big room, Wen Qingfang.

"Sixth sister." Wen Qingzhu took the initiative to say hello.

Wen Qingfang has apricot eyes, fair skin, and always has just the right smile on her face.

Seeing Wen Qingzhu say hello, she immediately nodded: "Seventh sister." ”

"Let's go in together." The smile on Wen Qingzhu's face deepened a little.

"Hmm."

Wen Qingfang walked in side by side with her, separated by a person.

Neither distant nor intimate.

When they arrived at the inner hall, the old lady had already sat down, and Wen Qingxin was sitting on her left.

Seeing her and Wen Qingfang come in together, Wen Qingxin immediately gritted his teeth.

After a moment of thought, Wen Qingxin deliberately said: "Sixth sister, you have a really good relationship with the seventh sister!" When you come to your grandmother, you have to invite them together. ”

Wen Qingfang glanced at her absently, and saluted the old lady first: "Grandmother, granddaughter is here." ”

Although the old lady doesn't like the eldest lady, she still likes Wen Qingfang quite a lot.

Except for the second room and Wen Qingruo, who has been married, the other three rooms are among the concubines.

Wen Qingfang of the big house, courteous, knows how to advance and retreat, and has dabbled in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is a standard lady of the capital.

The most important thing is that she is different from Wen Qingxin, although she is also favored, she will not be pampered.

So the old lady also likes Wen Qingfang, which is on par with her liking Wen Qingxin.

"Sit down, sit down!" When the old lady saw Wen Qingfang coming, she immediately beckoned her to come over.

Wen Qingfang quickened her pace, and the corners of her skirt were still calm, without too much floating.

When the old lady saw this, she became more and more satisfied.

Wen Qingxin beside him was left out in the cold and gritted his teeth in anger.

After sitting down, Wen Qingfang replied with a smile: "Sister Qingxin, Qingzhu and I met at my grandmother's door just now, so we came in together, don't be jealous." ”

"Who's jealous!" Wen Qingxin was most unaccustomed to seeing Wen Qingfang pretending, and his voice couldn't help but be a little louder.

With Wen Qingfang's comparison, the old lady was a little dissatisfied with Wen Qingxin.

However, her tone was still kind: "Xin'er, you can relax at home, and outside, you have to learn from your sixth sister, her etiquette rules are taught by the palace grandmother." ”

Wen Qingxin can be arrogant until now, and he can still observe words and feelings.

She immediately softened her voice, took the old lady's hand, and said aggrievedly: "It's not that Xin'er doesn't have the opportunity to learn, if she has the opportunity, Xin'er can be as polite and thoughtful as the sixth sister." ”

"That's good, if you go to your sixth sister more often in the future, she will definitely be willing to teach you! I'm afraid that your little temper can't help it. ”

When the old lady saw her so delicate, the unhappiness in her heart immediately dissipated.

"Well, Xin'er knows." Wen Qingxin pretended to be well-behaved and leaned against the old lady's arm, "But Xin'er still wants to accompany her grandmother." ”

Seeing Wen Qingxin being so coquettish, the old lady couldn't help it, so she nodded her forehead: "You girl." ”

A big drama of love between grandparents and grandchildren is finally coming to an end.

Wen Qingzhu had been standing for more than a quarter of an hour.

The old lady seemed to think of her at this time, and blamed: "Why didn't the seven girls sit down?" Grandmother is not an outsider, Ziyan, take Miss Seven to sit down. ”

"Yes." Ziyan stepped forward, moved the chair opposite the old lady, turned back to Wen Qingzhu and said, "Seventh Miss, please take a seat." ”

"Thank you, Sister Ziyan." Wen Qingzhu stepped forward slowly, and the corners of her skirt did not move.

Walking to the edge of her seat, she gently lifted the corners of her skirt and sat down, her back straight, her hands hanging in the air, and looking at them with a smile.

The old lady called Wen Qingzhu this time just to polish her.

But Wen Qingzhu's etiquette from walking to sitting down is not only better than Wen Qingfang, but even better than everyone she has ever seen.

When did this girl become so good at etiquette?

There was no way to speak, so the old lady could only let people serve the food: "Songyan, let them serve the food." ”

"Yes." Songyan bowed his head and took the order.

Before leaving, he quietly glanced at Wen Qingzhu.

It seems that she will have to be kind to Wen Qingzhu in the future.

The maids came in with a tray of fish, and the dishes were put on the table one by one, eight dishes and four soups, a total of twelve dishes.

After rinsing her mouth, the old lady looked at the steamed sea bass on the table and instructed Songyan: "Put a piece of it on the seven girls." ”

Songyan took a piece of sea bass meat according to his words, dipped it in the sauce, put it on a plate, and sent it to Wen Qingzhu.

"Seven girls, this is a perch sent from the Yuanjiang River, you can rarely eat it in Yanyuan, try it." The old lady said with a look of concern.

Wen Qingzhu sneered in his heart, and said with a smile on his face: "Thank you grandmother for the reward." ”

With that, she picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish, and gently put it in her mouth.

After chewing, the tip of my tongue suddenly went numb.

Wen Qingzhu lowered his eyelids to hide the disdain under his eyes.

"Seven girls don't think it's delicious?" The old lady asked again.

Wen Qingzhu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were slightly moist, and his voice was slightly low: "No, it's just that this perch reminds me of my mother, my mother took me to my grandfather's house before, and I also ate this okra perch, and I felt nostalgic for a while, so I didn't disturb my grandmother." ”

The old lady's expression froze, she had actually eaten this famous dish in the south of the Yangtze River!

Okra sea bass is an exclusive dish of Barilla, and it is hard to find.

Wen Qingxin was a little unwilling, she insisted on asking: "Seventh Sister won't guess, I just ate this dish for the second time!" ”

Wen Qingzhu's face showed three points of surprise: "Has Sister Qingxin only eaten it once?" When I was a child, every time I went to my grandfather's house, I had this dish, isn't it an ordinary dish? ”

After speaking, she also looked at the old lady and Wen Qingfang, her eyes full of puzzlement.

The old lady's face became more and more ugly, and when Wen Qingfang saw this, she immediately spoke: "Sister Qingzhu, this is a dish unique to Baiwei Lou. ”

"Sister Qingxin can't afford to eat Baiweilou's dishes?!" Wen Qingzhu pretended to be shocked.