An Yuxiao seemed to suppress her anger, glanced at the medical books on the table, and said calmly: "Does Yue'er still read medical books?"
"Yes, when my daughter had nothing to do, she sorted out the medical books left by her grandfather. She hoped that her brother could become a normal person, but she was incompetent. She looked through the medical books and couldn't find any cases similar to her brother's." An Xiyue's eyes were slightly cold. , she knew clearly that her brother was poisoned, but she couldn't tell it because she had no evidence.
An Yuxiao originally wanted to ask who the teacher was who taught her how to practice calligraphy, because he was the one who found the teacher in the mansion. It was impossible for Yue'er to practice calligraphy like this. When she saw the correct regular script marked in the medical book, she was confused again. Pressed down.
Suddenly, An Yuxiao's expression changed. Because this stupid son had made him lose a lot of face, he said coldly: "It can't be cured. Don't worry about it. He has been like that all his life."
An Xiyue's eyes suddenly turned cold. She was still the well-behaved and sensible eldest daughter. She said coldly: "Father looks down on his younger brother so much? Tiger poison does not eat its children. Yoona is his father's biological son. Why can't father love him more?" "
"Shut up, what can someone like him do in the future?" An Yuxiao's eyes widened when he saw that his daughter had changed from her usual well-behaved nature. He could not understand his daughter's appearance at all.
An Xiyue suddenly laughed, her smile bright and bright. It turned out that she had thought wrongly, "Just because my younger brother was born inferior to ordinary people, my father never hugged him. Then, has my father ever thought that my younger brother will be like this since he was born?" Is he willing to look like this? Could it be that my father has never thought about whether his brother was harmed by others. "
An Yuxiao was so angry that she couldn't speak. She was suddenly startled. Her eyes widened and she stared at her eldest daughter intently, "A little baby, who can harm him."
An Xiyue looked at her father and felt a chill in her heart. Even if she knew it, there was no evidence. If she alerted the enemy now, it would be more gain than loss. She only said coldly: "Father came here today to ask who her daughter's good calligraphy learned from, right?"
An Yuxiao turned around. He couldn't understand his eldest daughter more and more, so he acknowledged it by remaining silent.
"Father, do you still remember the vine swing in the courtyard of Junlanyuan?" An Xiyue slowed down her tone.
"What are you doing?" An Yuxiao finally found her voice.
An Xiyue smiled faintly and her voice became softer: "When I was a child, my father often carried Yue'er on a big horse on his back under the swing. He held his daughter's hand and taught her how to read and write. He taught her how to be a human being, how a gentleman should cultivate himself, and how to correct his heart. Correct appearance on the outside..."
An Xiyue's expression suddenly turned serious, her expression changed, her voice was without any emotion, and she said coldly: "But then everything changed. My father liked his eldest brother more and more. Yue'er couldn't figure it out. Until my daughter grew up, my daughter Only then did I realize that my father had never liked his daughter, and my daughter wanted to be as good as her elder brother, so she trained hard all day long, hoping that one day her father would still love her as much as he did when he was a child."
"Father has never hugged Yoon'er, and he doesn't even let him go to school. He is just afraid that he will lose his father's face in front of others. Father has never taught him. How could he know that he is not as smart as his elder brother." An Xiyue said coldly and loudly. .
An Yuxiao was suppressed by her eldest daughter's momentum, as if someone had pinched her seven inches. He wanted to refute but was unable to speak. Finally, he suppressed his anger and swung his sleeves heavily, then turned around and left with deep anger.
At the same time, the eldest lady stood outside the house, looking at An Yuxiao in a dignified and quiet manner. Mei Yunluo wanted to ask him to have dinner, but in the end she didn't. It had been many years since they had shared the same table with each other. Mei Yunluo It's like I'm used to it.
After entering the house, Mei Yunluo pulled her daughter and said reproachfully: "Yue'er, why are you telling your father these things? It's not good for us to make him angry."
"Mom, don't worry. Daddy has read so many books about sages, how can he be so narrow-minded? The gong won't ring unless it is struck with a heavy hammer. Yoona is now old and it's time to go to school. With what Mom teaches every day, Yoona can’t learn much.”
"But your father won't approve of Yoon'er acting like that." The eldest lady's eyes were full of worry, why didn't she know that Yoon'er needed to find a tutor.
"I won't agree, and my daughter will find a way." An Xiyue's eyes were shining, staring at the calm An Tingyun on the table.
I saw that my younger brother seemed not to be hurt by his father's words just now. With his big clear eyes shining, he stared at the medical books on the desk and flipped through them. I don't know if he could understand them.
Suddenly, An Xiyue felt distressed, as if her younger brother was disliked by his biological father, it seemed like nothing happened.
The next day.
An Xiyue got up early as usual and went to Ruixueyuan to pay her respects to the old lady.
The old lady lay down early to rest because she was being tortured by her granddaughter yesterday. But this morning it was strange that she woke up early and was in much better spirits.
An Xiyue brought breakfast made by Feng's mother, which was all appetizing and delicious vegetarian food. The old lady smiled kindly and praised An Xiyue.
Suddenly, An Xilin walked in dressed in plain clothes, even the cloak she wore had no color at all, as if she was always worshiping the Buddha with a green lantern...
An Xiyue looked at the visitor carefully, with a hint of coolness in her eyes. The hand holding the chopsticks suddenly squeezed tightly. An Xilin had an oval face, her skin was whiter than snow, and her eyebrows were slender. As described, An Xiyue thought, her face is so radiant at a young age, and she has a feeling of pity for her. No wonder Nangong Hao has grown up to be deeply affectionate for her. He is afraid that this face will be seen in front of men. Even the soul can be taken away.
"Best greetings, grandma." An Xilin stood up and said hello, but her eyes were looking at the delicacies on the table. She suddenly felt strange that at this time, her grandmother would chant sutras in the hall before having breakfast.
"Girl Lin is here. Come and sit down. There's no need for breakfast. Mother Liu has prepared a pair of chopsticks for Girl Lin. These may seem ordinary, but they are all delicacies." The old lady used a little of everything, but she didn't expect that meat dishes would also be included. It can make a vegetarian taste without being greasy at all.
Because An Xilin came to copy scriptures for the old lady, she thought that the old lady would eat breakfast after worshiping the Buddha as usual. Unexpectedly, the old lady did not worship the Buddha today. When she came, she had breakfast. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat anything now.
An Xilin agreed without rejection, then sat next to An Xiyue and called out affectionately: "Sister, you are here so early."
An Xiyue changed her pair of chopsticks to pull An Xilin's hand away. Her expression was leisurely, her beautiful eyes were smiling, and she had an aura of lightness. She smiled slightly and said: "Grandma will recite sutras and pray for blessings later. I won't be full." Why do you have the strength? Eat more if your sister hasn’t eaten yet. Seeing how thin you are, don’t faint from hunger.”
An Xilin didn't expect to understand the change in her eldest sister's attitude. Suddenly a flash of anger flashed across her eyebrows, and she bit the spoon gently and sweetly. She quietly touched her stomach with her other hand, only biting but not eating. She was really full. It's so bad that I can't eat it.
