"Tell me, how old are you? No one is competing with you, and you are not afraid of making Ruzhu laugh." Mrs. Li looked at An Hongshao helplessly.
When it comes to Lian Ruzhi, it is rare to say a few words to him.
Although Mrs. Li is a woman, she is different from An Hongshao in that she can also say a few words about officialdom. Then he chatted with Lian Ruqi, and before entering the court, Lian Ruqi could learn more about officialdom from Lian's father.
After all, you can't make big mistakes when running errands in the palace, but in the turbulent court, if you make a mistake, you may fall into a situation that is beyond redemption.
When An Hongshao and the others didn't come back, even though there were many people waiting on both sides, the room still seemed deserted.
There were only two more people in the house, and it seemed like the whole house was alive.
Mrs. Li's eyes were shining with light. As she chatted, it was getting late. Seeing that it was almost midnight, Mrs. Li urged An Hongshao and the others to go back quickly.
According to the rules, I can’t go back to my parents’ house on the afternoon of New Year’s Eve. Staying at your natal family during the Chinese New Year means that your natal family will be poor.
Mrs. Li didn't care about this, but she couldn't ignore her uncle. People pity their daughter, a bride who is homesick. What does it mean to come here? Whoever believes this must have been prepared long ago.
Hello, dear uncle, my mother-in-law’s family should not be so disrespectful as to show off their noses and faces.
Seeing her daughter being so pitied, Mrs. Li's life this year is better than ever.
The Lian family's carriage had long since disappeared, but Mrs. Li was still standing at the door. The cold wind blowing from both sides made Aunt Zhao tremble, but Mrs. Li didn't seem to feel the cold either.
After a long time, Mrs. Li let out a long sigh. In fact, she should have driven An Hongshao away as soon as he came back. How could the ancestral family laws and rules be ignored by these two young children?
However, she was reluctant to let go. She thought that next time, if An Hongshao behaved like this again, she would scold her severely.
A married girl has nothing to do with her natal family on weekdays. Only when she makes a mistake, people will point at her natal family and scold her, saying that she did not raise her children well.
She is not afraid of being scolded, but she is afraid of being told that her child is uneducated.
Letting the two of them leave the An family before midnight is the last bottom line of Li's pride and self-esteem.
His body straightened involuntarily, "Set up all the firecrackers for me."
She can live a bright and splendid life by herself. If she is good, her daughter will be good too.
An Hongshao kept holding his head and looking back. When he was waiting to take it back, the tip of his nose turned red from the cold, "Why did you remember to come back?"
When talking in the carriage, a strong nasal voice also came out.
Lian Ruzhi put An Hongshao's hand in her arms, but she couldn't resist, "Nothing?"
Lian Ruqi felt that what if he saw An Hongshao looking lonely that day when he returned home?
It's too pretentious, and such sentimental words are not suitable to be said during this Chinese New Year. If you are moved to tears, you will shed tears for a whole year.
An Hongshao tugged on his hand. If he couldn't pull it, he could only let Lian Ruqi ask, "Aren't you afraid that others will see you?"
"What are you afraid of?" Lian Ruqi asked disdainfully.
People from Yushitai? Is it possible that they are not celebrating the New Year? Or are you talking about family members? Lian's mother is not the one willing to inquire about her daughter-in-law's whereabouts. As for Lian's father? There must be something wrong with him as a father-in-law keeping an eye on his daughter-in-law.
The rest of the people don’t have to be afraid.
Even if the elder brother knew about it, he would at most say a few words behind his back, but what about talking about two concubines?
Lian Ruzhi treats them as younger brothers and sisters, then they are younger brothers and sisters. Otherwise, what is the difference between them and slaves?
Have you ever seen a house where the master is afraid of the slaves?
"Yes, Lian Er Shao is mighty." An Hongshao said jokingly.
I don’t know if it’s because of the confidence she had given her as planned, that she now pays less attention to the second aunt.
An Hongshao's originally cold fingers were slightly warmed by Lian Ruqi. Feeling that their body temperatures were almost the same, Lian Ruqi let An Hongshao go, "Then I want to ask you something, will you agree?"
"What's the matter?" An Hongshao looked a little nervous, wondering what difficulties Lian Ruzhi had encountered.
"I'll tell you when I think about it. Can you give me a promise in advance?" What Lian Ruqi said was really unreasonable.
However, after all, even as scheduled, An Hongshao was brought home to have New Year's Eve dinner with Mr. Li on the night of New Year's Eve. How could An Hongshao refuse? Any hesitation would be a blasphemy against this friendship.
A small fire burned in Lian Ruqi's eyes, and he hugged the person in his arms. He just hoped that the carriage would go faster and faster.
This Chinese New Year, the candles will be lit all night long. This night, the lights will be brightly lit, this night there will be fireworks and firecrackers, and there will be lively scenes everywhere.
Lian Ruzhi had arranged for Lu You to take care of the house. When they came back, Lu You was waiting at the back door.
Jing Han was tired of playing and left the yard long ago.
Lu You only told Dongqing that the masters had gone to the streets, but did not say when they would come back. Dongqing couldn't sleep and waited for An Hongshao at the door.
"Madam." Dongqing hurriedly ran up to meet her.
"You just prepared so many fireworks?" Jinghan left the second room, and Dongqing naturally stopped letting people set off the fireworks. This thing is filled with white money. Before An Hongshao could answer, Lian Ruqi asked slightly displeasedly.
"Slave, I will arrange for someone to be released immediately." Dongqing naturally understood the meaning of Lian Ruqi's words in an instant.
He didn't have time to serve An Hongshao, so he quickly went to find someone to do the work.
The firecrackers of Holly were set off together with the fireworks as scheduled. When talking in the yard, no matter how close they were, they had to shout, otherwise they would not be able to hear clearly what was being said.
An Hongshao covered her ears and was led into the study by Lian Ruzhi.
When the door is closed, the deafening sound of firecrackers can still be heard, and the windows shake.
During the Chinese New Year, no one will think that the firecrackers are noisy, it is just lively.
With a smile on her lips, An Hongshao looked at the window illuminated by fireworks and couldn't help but sigh, "Wherever this money is spent, it will be better."
This crisp sound, instead of the sound of firecrackers, is clearly the sound of the collision of money.
"Why is your inkstone different from mine?" Lian Ruqi had already walked through the bead curtain to touch An Hongshao's table.
"The people below prepared it, I didn't look carefully." An Hongshao replied casually, without thinking too much about it. He just thought it was probably a casual chat with Lian Zhizhi.
It sounded like Lian Ruqi didn't know what he was looking at and made some noises. An Hongshao didn't care much, "Do you have something to say to me?"
After taking off his cloak, An Hongshao asked casually.
After all, they have already entered the inner courtyard and can't walk a few steps back to the main house. There is no need to stop in the study.
Lian Ruqi didn't answer. When An Hongshao lifted the bead curtain and came over, he saw Lian Ruqi washing his hands under the handkerchief.
When he saw An Hongshao, he waved to her.
(End of chapter)
