Chapter 235 The lingering ghost
Chapter 235 The lingering ghost
On the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, the fragrance of rice dumpling leaves filled the courtyard early in the morning. Qin Zhongwan woke up leisurely, got up, put on some make-up, and put on a light skirt. When he opened the door, he saw Granny Lan leading the people. Cleaning Ruo leaves.
"The second young lady is awake, but the maids made too much noise, disturbing the second young lady?"
"Today is the Dragon Boat Festival. Every year at this time, my wife takes someone from the courtyard to make rice dumplings to celebrate the festival. This is the first time that the second lady has seen it. I blame the old slave for forgetting to remind the lady."
Qin Zhongwan shook her head. It was not the first time she had seen her, but she was not popular in the Prime Minister's Mansion in her previous life. She was always suppressed by Qin Xiaoyun. The servants in the courtyard looked down upon her, a young lady who had become a monk on her way out, and it was common for her to be neglected.
She still ate the rice dumplings, but Liu Xin was thinking about her and sent someone to deliver some.
"The first pot has been steamed. If the second lady wants to eat, I will send you a plate for breakfast today."
"to make."
Pulling aside the rice dumpling leaves, Qin Zhongwan smelled the sweet aroma of red beans. When he took a bite, the glutinous rice was soft, the bean paste was delicate, and the fragrance lingered on his lips and teeth.
Grandma Lan was a good hand at making rice dumplings. They were all small and exquisite, half as big as the palm of a hand. Qin Zhongwan ate three in a row, and when she touched her belly, it was all protruding, and she stopped talking.
"If you like it, Miss Second, you can make it twice from time to time in the future. Don't eat too much today. The dishes at the family banquet in the evening are richer than these rice dumplings."
During the family dinner, Qin Zhongwan suddenly came to her senses, and her grandma reminded her that she remembered the rules of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
During every festive season, Qin Jingguo abides by the rules and cannot miss the family dinner no matter what.
In previous years, she was unhappy in every aspect of the family dinner, and even more unhappy, but this year was different.
"What mama said is that you shouldn't be greedy."
Six red stools surround the table, which is just right, but this year there is no Qin Xiaoyun and more Chu Changying.
Qin Jingguo sat upright at the main seat and announced the opening of the banquet in a majestic tone as the head of the family.
"Wan'er, this is your first family dinner this year. It's called a family banquet, but in fact it's just a meal together as a family. There's no need to be formal."
Liu Xinmei smiled softly at her daughter, her eyes full of love.
There were a few more chopsticks in the bowl that my mother picked up. Qin Zhongwan smiled lightly and said, "Thank you, mother."
Liu Xinmei was naturally very fond of her lost daughter, but when her eyes fell on Chu Changying, her eyes became slightly moist.
Last year Qin Xiaoyun sat in Chu Changying's seat, but now things have changed.
Maybe she had a few drinks on a good day, and Liu Xinmei couldn't suppress her emotions, so she murmured in a low voice, "I wonder how Yun'er is doing in Qingshan?"
"Mom, you're drunk." Qin Zhongxun put down his chopsticks with a cold expression.
What Qin Xiaoyun had in mind and what she did was kept secret from everyone in the house, but he knew it clearly.
As Chu Changying's husband, if Liu Xinmei hadn't treated Qin Xiaoyun as her own and couldn't bear to make her sad after being together for more than ten years, how could Qin Zhongxun tolerate it?
Liu Xin's eyebrows were red and her eyes were wet. She laughed stiffly and said, "Mom was drunk and made a mistake."
Qin Jingguo frowned, "Why do you bring her up so well? She has a naughty temperament and likes to practice in the mountains for a few years. If she finds her way back, I can just find a good family for her in the future."
As soon as these words came out, even Qin Zhongwan smiled lightly.
She looked straight at Qin Jingguo. If she wasn't a fool, she would be able to hear what he meant.
How many years have you been practicing?How could she, Qin Xiaoyun, be so virtuous and capable of finding a good family?
After so many years of upbringing, Liu Xinmei couldn't let go. Qin Zhongwan knew it in her heart, but she didn't take the initiative to mention it. She was turning a blind eye by letting Qin Xiaoyun still live in this world.
Qin Zhongwan sneered in her heart. She didn't know that her father still wanted to set her free.
"Are you happy? Sister Yun is gone, and you are the only young lady left in the house."
The sudden words made Qin Zhongwan turn his head. The person who spoke was Qin Zhongyang.
"Brother, are you complaining to me, or are you trying to defend Sister Yun?"
That's all for Liu Xinmei. Although Qin Zhongwan feels the same, she can still tolerate it, but who does Qin Zhongyang count?
His good sister was sent to a nunnery because she was hot-headed and unwilling to do anything about it.
Qin Zhongyang was impatient, "Isn't it? Sister is gone, aren't you the happiest person in the house?" The innocent eyes revealed full of vigilance, and if you look closely, you can see resentment.
Qin Zhongwan silently lamented that her younger brother was stupid, and she was not used to others.
"What I said is too far-fetched. Could it be that I did something that caused my sister to be sent to the nunnery in Qingshan by my father?"
Qin Zhongyang had no idea what Qin Xiaoyun was doing and was kept in the dark. He never imagined that his usually gentle and considerate sister would become so cruel that he wanted to kill someone.
"What can a kind-hearted sister do? You must have had some bad idea and calculated it deliberately!"
Qin Zhongyang stood up angrily, "I don't want to sit at the same table with a villain like you."
"Yang'er!" Liu Xinmei exclaimed, and Qin Zhongyang ran away in the blink of an eye, leaving only chicken feathers on the ground.
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