Knowing that the girl had something to ask, Aunt Han first asked the nanny to take Shi Yunshu to bed, and then made a pot of tea herself before replying.
While pouring tea, she said, "The Ding family in Zhanzhou is considered a prominent local family, and I naturally know that. Although the Ding family is in decline, it has always been because of the great literary master Ding Cheng'en in the family. Maintaining the dignity of a scholarly family. But I know that the Ding family is actually very poor." "Oh, why do you think so?" Shi Anxia became interested.
Aunt Han blushed, "Before our Han family fell into decline, our main business was running a pawn shop. I have been checking accounts in the pawn shop since I was a child, so I know that the Ding family often brings some calligraphy and paintings, and I'll give you some precious inkstones for some money."
Shi An Xia's eyes lit up, and he looked at Aunt Han with more meaning.
I can also read the accounts. The accounts of the pawn shop are the most complicated, and not ordinary people can understand them.
She is currently looking for a reliable accountant, which is not ready-made
Aunt Han asked again, "Young girl is very knowledgeable. She must have heard of a kind of inkstone called Red Case Autumn." "White"
Shi Anxia knew that the "Red Case Qiubai" inkstone was an extremely rare and hard-to-find inkstone in the world. He nodded slightly, "I heard that the great scholar in the world has used the Red Case Qiubai inkstone. No more than ten. "
"As a scholarly family, no one would keep such things at home unless they had to. And the Ding family didn't have any money. Come and redeem her."
Shi Anxia thought for a moment and then asked, "Have you ever heard of Ding Yongshan?"
"Ding Yongshan" Aunt Han frowned, no. She asked with certainty, "Is it the dead Ding Yongshan?"
Shi Anxia took a sip of tea and smiled slightly, "It seems I asked the right person. You really know her."
Aunt Han said, "It's been so long that I can't remember the name. But if it's the dead Miss Ding, I know it. Because she made a marriage contract with my third uncle back then."
Shi Anxia became even more interested. Miss Ding, who was engaged before, fell in love with her brother-in-law. She is willing to give birth to a child for her, but is unwilling to stay and marry her brother-in-law.
Who believes it? It means that Ding Yongmei believed her sister's lies because of a short-circuit in her brain.
Aunt Han looked at the girl with bright eyes and looked at herself expectantly. She could only continue, "I was still young at that time and didn't know much. I only knew that this young lady from the Ding family herself He secretly came to my house to cancel the engagement when he had a sweetheart behind his back. My third uncle was also a cheerful person and was not willing to force anything. After all, our Han family was also a well-known wealthy businessman in the local area, and there was a queue of girls who wanted to marry my third uncle. "
Shi Anxia knew from these words that if Aunt Han hadn't been in trouble, her father would have taken advantage of her. A woman of her temperament would never be a concubine.
"Do you think Ding Yongshan's sweetheart is her brother-in-law?" Shi Anxia asked directly.
Aunt Han immediately shook her head, "No, I know who it is."
"You"Know who it is?" An Xia was really surprised.
Aunt Han said, "I only heard about it, I can't take it seriously."
"Tell me about it." "Shi Anxia became even more interested.
Aunt Han was a little speechless. After all, the person sitting opposite her was still a little girl.
Shi Anxia saw that she Feeling embarrassed, she guessed, "Her sweetheart's identity is very special."
Aunt Han nodded hesitantly and blushed, "It's against ethics. ”
Shi Anxia guessed again, “The ethical brother-in-law does not count, that is, for example, the relative cannot be her brother.”
Aunt Han saw that she was struggling to guess, but she really didn’t Holding it back, "I heard he is her brother-in-law. But I'm not particularly sure now, after all, too much time has passed. ”
Niece and brother-in-law
That’s great. Ding Yongshan is indeed a skilled artist. If she says she likes her brother-in-law, it’s probably just a pretense.
Shi An Although the answer Xia got was not precise, it at least gave rise to doubts.
This Ding Yongshan is not simple, and there is no way she is the "sincere person who does not ask for anything in return" as described by Ding Yongmei and Dong Yuwei.
Seeing that Aunt Han could not remember what happened back then, Shi Anxia went back to Xia Shiyuan first.
She packed up and went to bed, her mind filled with speculations about Ding Yongshan. .
In the darkness, he suddenly heard a slight sound as if something small had been hit.
Shi Anxia got up in the dark without calling the maid. /p>
The window lattice made two clicks again
She approached the window sill and looked out, and saw Cen Yuan standing alone in the moonlight, glowing with silver.
Shi Anxia couldn't help but smile, opened the window and asked, "Is something wrong?"
"You change into men's clothes and come out, I will take you to a show. "Cen Yuan said.
The little girl illuminated by the moon was wearing a white undershirt, with her black hair flowing smoothly on her shoulders, and her clear eyes open, like a little fox who had practiced for thousands of years, and Cunning, yet cute.
“Oh. "She responded lazily. She was not as solemn and dignified as she was during the day, but she had a more lazy and good-looking air. "I won't take Bei Fen and the others with me when I go out."
"No. "Cen Yuan refused flatly. What are you doing with Bei Hui? She thinks the moonlight is not bright enough.
Shi Anxia just held the window lattice, motionless, holding her chin and laughing inexplicably, "Why do you think you want to abduct me? "
His heart skipped a beat and he raised his eyebrows, "No"
She leaned against the carved window railing, her eyebrows curved into a crescent moon.
Cen Yuan is it. I remembered the same scene once, the cold moonlight, the cold winter night.
He stood outside the window, and she stood in the window.
She said, "Qingyu, take me." Let me run away, I don't want to stay in this cannibal cage anymore. "
He said, "Okay. "
Then she shook her head again, "If I escape, that person will kill all nine of my tribes and kill all the people who have helped me. I can’t leave”
He thenThe answer is, "Okay, I will accompany you to guard this cannibal cage."
This is how he spoiled her in the last life. As he got used to it, it became a habit, and he was ranked behind everyone and everything.
In this life, he no longer wants to spoil her. If you spoil a woman badly, she will easily suffer.
But just now Huo Shishi asked him, "Why are you nice to me?"
Cen Yuan was also thinking about why you should be nice to Huo Shishi
Probably It's because the little girl is nice to Huo Shiwu.
Although he didn't know why the little girl was so nice to Huo Shishi for no reason, since it was her wish, he would do it.
You have to get used to it after all. No matter how many lifetimes it takes, you have to recognize the person you choose.
The little girl was really young at this time, lying lazily on the window lattice. The darkness around her and the whiteness of the moonlight made her look extremely soft.
Cen Yuan lowered her eyes and urged her, "Go and change. We are still waiting outside on the fifteenth day."
Shi Anxia could only say "Oh" again and hurry up. He closed the window, took out his black men's clothes and put them on.
After a moment, she opened the window again, her face dropped, and she looked at him with big eyes, full of stars, "But I don't know how to wear a man's bun."
< p>Cen Yuan hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to support the window lattice and jumped into the room, "I'll come."The moonlight seems to be particularly bright tonight.
Shi Anxia was sitting on the chair by the window. As soon as Qingyu said "Qingyu", he was stunned. Are you so skilled at calling him "Qingyu"?
He also paused, then raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Yeah"
She stretched out her hand and handed him a wooden hairpin, "Use this ."
"Yes." Cen Yuan took the wooden hairpin without stopping, her eyes slightly lowered.
He held a few strands of her black hair, as if he were holding thousands of people who loved and hated her day and night.
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