Chapter Twenty-Three: Orchid Diagram of the Cliff
Being so humiliated, Wen Qingxin couldn't bear it, slapped the table and said angrily: "You can't afford to eat!" ”
Wen Qingzhu pretended to be frightened, and whispered, "But didn't Sister Qingxin say that this is the second time to eat?" I've eaten a lot of back......"
"You said you ate it, you ate it! Who knows if you're full of nonsense! Wen Qingxin instantly exploded and stood up angrily.
"Shut up!" The old lady finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted sharply.
The room was suddenly silent, Wen Qingzhu lowered his head in pretended to be afraid, but there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
Wen Qingxin had never seen the old lady look like this, and he was stunned all of a sudden.
Wen Qingfang, who was next to her, looked around and decided to shut up silently.
After calming down her anger a little, the old lady stared at Wen Qingzhu coldly: "But if you eat more perch, it's embarrassing to say it, the rules that you usually teach you have all gone into the dog's belly!" ”
Wen Qingzhu had expected it, stood up in a panic, bent down and apologized: "Yes, I'm sorry!" Grandmother, I don't mean it, it's Sister Qingxin who first said that she only ate once......"
"You dare to talk back!" The old lady was completely angry, and slammed it on the table.
The people in the whole room instantly held their breath and looked at Wen Qingzhu worriedly.
Wen Qingzhu immediately knelt down and bowed his head to admit his mistake: "The granddaughter has no form, please punish the grandmother." ”
Seeing that she finally obediently came down, the anger in the old lady's heart slowly dissipated.
Wen Qingfang saw that the old lady's face was better, and thoughtfully added a piece of meat cake to her: "Grandmother, you hurry up and taste this, it's not delicious when it's cold." ”
The aroma of the meat cake was rich and tangy, and the old lady diverted her attention and said with relief: "You are still filial." ”
Ziyan behind him immediately stepped forward and gave the old lady a dish.
After two quarters of an hour, the old lady finally calmed down.
Seeing that Wen Qingzhu was still kneeling motionless, the old lady said lightly: "Get up." ”
After kneeling for so long, Wen Qingzhu's knees were a little numb.
If she hadn't worn a knee pad before she came, she wouldn't have been able to stand up.
Lu Tao was worried, and saw that Wen Qingzhu had been holding the ground for a long time and didn't stand up, so he hurriedly bent down to help her: "Miss! ”
"Let her get up on her own!" The old lady glanced at the green pottery.
When Wen Qingzhu pushed away the green pottery's hand, he inadvertently pressed it, signaling that she didn't have to worry.
Standing up slowly, Wen Qingzhu's legs were slightly arched, looking very uncomfortable.
Wen Qingxin was very happy when he saw her like this.
The old lady continued to find fault: "After kneeling for such a short while, you can't stand?" ”
"Grandmother, my granddaughter was poisoned a few days ago, and now the residual poison has not been completely cleared, and her body is a little weak." Wen Qingzhu gasped and explained.
"Humph!" The old lady snorted coldly and said no more.
Seeing this, Songyan stepped forward to help Wen Qingzhu sit down.
As soon as Wen Qingfang wanted to speak, Wen Qingxin immediately preemptively said: "Grandmother, you like to eat Ruyi balls the most, Xin'er will serve one for you." ”
As he spoke, he picked up a spoon and scooped a wishful pill for the old lady.
The old lady smiled and replied: "Xin'er, you can eat too, I have purple smoke waiting here." ”
When Wen Qingzhu saw this, he instinctively felt disgusted.
Looking at the warmth and affection now, they will all be pawns of the Wen family's marriage in the future.
No longer looking at them, Wen Qingzhu raised his eyes and looked at the pine nut corn.
Songyan was clever and immediately served her two spoonfuls.
She had just picked up the spoon, and before she could begin to eat, the old lady began to pick at the thorns again.
"What? The rules of order for the young and the old, haven't you learned? ”
Wen Qingzhu put down the spoon and said expressionlessly: "Granddaughter, this will serve food to grandmother." ”
Glancing at the dishes on the table, she picked out a few slices of duck meat and handed them over.
The old lady looked at the duck meat, and then at her, and sneered, "Have you forgotten that I don't like to eat duck meat?" ”
"I'm sorry, my granddaughter will change." Wen Qingzhu lowered his head, not caring in his heart.
If the old lady doesn't like to eat the dishes sent over on this table, who dares to send them over!
It's just to make things difficult for her.
Seeing this, Wen Qingfang re-selected a dish and handed it to the old lady: "Grandmother, try this." ”
"It's still Fang'er who takes me to heart." The old lady gladly accepted.
Wen Qingxin was not to be left behind, so he also chose a dish and handed it to the old lady.
"Grandmother, this one is delicious!"
"Xin'er is also good!" The old lady smiled and turned a blind eye to Wen Qingzhu standing.
It wasn't until she finished eating that the old lady looked at her and blamed, "What are you doing with the pestle!" Is the Fukujudo dish not to your liking? ”
Wen Qingzhu immediately sat down and replied, "It suits my appetite." ”
When the old lady saw her sit down, she stood up and ordered, "Ziyan, order someone to clean it up." ”
Wen Qingzhu had no choice but to stand up.
Green Tao stood behind her, and her lungs were about to explode!
But this is Fushoutang, and even her own young lady doesn't dare to mess around, let alone a little slave.
The maids came in to clean up the table, and the old lady took them to the warm pavilion.
It's early winter, and the wind is cold.
As soon as I entered the warm pavilion, I felt that the warm breeze was blowing on my face, and I was so uncomfortable.
Wen Qingfang and Wen Qingxin helped the old lady to stop by the window.
In front of me are a few pots of budding orchids.
Wen Qingfang pointed to the orchid in the middle that was blooming just right and said, "Grandmother, this gladiolus flower was begged by her granddaughter from her cousin, does grandmother like it?" ”
The old lady naturally liked it, and before she could speak, Wen Qingxin hurriedly said, "Grandmother, look at this orchid!" ”
Everyone looked up and saw a half-opened Mo Lan proudly independent.
The old lady was surprised: "This pot sent by Xin'er turned out to be Mo Lan?" ”
"Yes! Last time, cousin Wan Jia said that Mo Lan was very rare, and she was not willing to give it to the sixth sister, Xin'er thought, since it is so rare, she must find it and give it to her grandmother! ”
Wen Qingxin's face was extremely proud, and he deliberately raised his eyebrows at Wen Qingfang after speaking.
"It's hard work, this Mo Lan is really rare, let you break the bank." The old lady was very satisfied.
Wen Qingxin said with a smile: "As long as my grandmother is happy, it is worth spending more money." ”
Wen Qingzhu, who was standing behind them, had a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth.
Wen Jihua obeyed Wen Guanbin's arrangement, took the business route, managed the Wen family's industry, and held a lot of money.
So Sifang is never short of money.
Wen Bogui, the son of the Wen family, became an official, glorified his ancestors, and had a transcendent status.
Wen Jihua didn't say anything on his face, but he pinned his hopes on Wen Mingliang in his heart.
He desperately hoped that Wen Mingliang's scientific examination would go smoothly and get ahead.
"Doesn't the seventh sister have anything for her grandmother?" Wen Qingxin suddenly spoke, and asked Wen Qingzhu with a smile.
The old lady and Wen Qingfang turned back at the same time.
Wen Qingzhu had already prepared, and ordered on the side: "Green Tao, open the things and show them to grandmother." ”
The old lady raised her eyebrows and waited and seeed.
Wen Qingxin was a little annoyed, who leaked the news!
Wen Qingzhu actually came prepared!
The old lady pressed the back of her hand and motioned for her to be calm.
Green Tao stepped forward and opened the sandalwood brocade box, which contained a scroll of paintings.
Wen Qingzhu stretched out his hand and opened the scroll.
What is presented in front of everyone's eyes is a picture of an orchid growing on a cliff.
There is also an inscription and a seal at the end of the orchid figure.
Wen Qingfang was surprised: "The painting of the seventh sister, but the cliff orchid picture of Master Zhang Qian?" ”
"Exactly." Wen Qingzhu smiled slightly, and turned to look at the old lady, "Grandmother likes it?" ”
This orchid picture has excellent charm and good meaning.
The old lady liked it in her heart.
But when she opened her mouth, she questioned: "This can't be another fake, right?" ”
Wen Qingzhu replied respectfully: "What was given to my grandmother, how dare my grandson be shoddy, although there is no authentic handiwork of Mr. Zhuang, but this orchid picture is the authentic handiwork of Master Zhang Qian." ”
The old lady's mind moved slightly.
Wen Qingxin, who was beside her, felt that she was lying, and said dissatisfied: "The calligraphy last time was fake, how did this painting become real?" ”
The old lady then asked: "Although Master Zhang's painting is not as good as Mr. Zhuang's handwriting, it is also difficult to find, how do you know that this painting is genuine?" ”
Wen Qingzhu explained: "This painting is a dowry from my grandfather's family to my mother, and my grandfather said it was true. ”
"Cut! What your grandfather said was true, it was true! What proof do you take! Wen Qingxin didn't believe it at all.
Wen Qingfang is proficient in calligraphy and painting, just a little bit in his eyes.
She hurriedly said: "Grandmother, I know a little about calligraphy and painting, why don't you let my granddaughter see it?" ”
"Okay!" The old lady still gave Wen Qingfang face.
If it is genuine, maybe it can be given to the Fifth Highness as reparation.
Wen Qingzhu handed the painting to Wen Qingfang, and Wen Qingxin clenched his fists angrily.
After looking at it carefully, Wen Qingfang's face was surprised, and she looked at it several times.
After reading it, she turned around and returned to the old lady: "Grandmother, granddaughter is shallow, and she doesn't look like a fake. ”
The old lady's heart moved, and she asked Wen Qingzhu again: "Is this true?" ”
Of course, Wen Qingzhu knew that it was true, but she replied cautiously: "Grandpa shouldn't lie to me." ”
The old lady couldn't make a decision, so she only said, "Then let's let it go first." ”
For the sake of the face of this painting, the old lady no longer finds fault with her.
Everyone sat around the warm bed, drinking flower tea.
The cliff orchid is placed on one side of the warm bed.
Wen Qingxin was uneasy, looking at the painting from time to time, feeling extremely dazzling.
The ghost sent the gods, and an idea popped up in her heart.
What if the painting is ruined?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was just a painting.
After it was destroyed, she asked her father to find a new one for her.
Thinking so, Wen Qingxin picked up the teacup and stood up.
The old lady was talking to Wen Qingfang and didn't notice her for a while.
Wen Qingzhu noticed it, but lowered his head quietly.
Wen Qingxin saw that everyone didn't notice her, so he walked to the side of the scroll and deliberately let go of his hand.
With a clang, the teacup fell on the half-open scroll.
"Xin'er!" The old lady was closest to the scroll and was shocked.
Everyone looked at each other, and Ziyan hurriedly went up to clean up the broken porcelain.
Wen Qingxin looked scared and pretended to cry: "Yes, I'm sorry!" Grandmother! I, I was careless! ”
The old lady didn't hear her at all.
Wen Qingxin gritted his teeth, pushed away the purple smoke, and deliberately reached out to grab the porcelain piece.
"Xin'er, let's clean it up!"
Ziyan was startled, and hurriedly grabbed her: "Miss Eleven!" I can't help it! Beware of hurting your hands! ”
The old lady looked at Wen Qingxin at this time, and her expression was a little dissatisfied: "Why are you so careless!" ”
Wen Qingxin suddenly sobbed and admitted his mistake: "It's all my fault!" I shouldn't have messed around! ”
"This is Master Zhang's painting!" Wen Qingfang was a little distressed.