A group of carriages stopped in front of Wen's house, and a middle-aged man got out of the first carriage.
Tall and straight.
He has a fair face and a short beard. Her two dark eyes looked a bit like Mrs. Wen's. Wearing a low-key fine cotton cloak. Clean gray satin shoes.
The way he moves his hands and feet is calm and elegant.
It was so majestic that the passers-by were stunned.
The man got off the ground, first looked up at his door, then turned around and said softly: "Xijun, we're home, come down!"
Two girls came from behind and helped him lift down a woman wearing a thin cloak. Wearing a thin veil, you can't see clearly.
As soon as she landed, the woman first lowered her head to see if her clothes were neat, then turned her head, looked the man up and down, and said softly: "Husband, please go in quickly! The mother must be anxiously waiting for her son."
There was a hint of teasing in his tone.
The man also smiled slightly.
At this time, two more teenage boys came from behind, dragging a slender girl with them.
The girl was also wearing a veil. The veil was so thin that you could vaguely see her little white teeth: "Father, mother, my daughter is going in with you!"
The man had no limit to his patience with her and said with a smile, "Okay. Let's go in together."
"Dad, when we were entering the city just now, my younger brother threw stones at my daughter's carriage." She complained softly and leaned close to the man.
"Dad, there is no son!" the little boy retorted.
"You have! Yun'er has seen it!"
The family talked and laughed and walked in the door.
Seven or eight servants have been welcomed into the mansion, some are called adults, and some are called eldest master.
There was already a steward who had been with this adult, directing them to start unloading their luggage.
After entering the second gate, there is a huge water stone bonsai next to it, which is covered with moss.
The man frowned involuntarily...
Every time I come back, that girl will always hide there and look at herself secretly.
He is afraid of his hands and his tail, and has a petty attitude! Now, 80% will be there too!
Look at the daughter Wen Huan who is accompanying the wife, her gait is light, her posture is elegant, and she also has a hint of pride and delicacy...
This is my Wen Qian’s eldest daughter!
He pretended to look around the garden at home, but in fact, he was looking behind the stones.
……no one? !
I took another serious look, and there was indeed no one!
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief... That girl's admiration was an invisible pressure for him.
He considers himself a smart, calm, and noble person.
Those unbearable past events are now a thing of the past! I will never come back to taste it!
Mother Song, who was next to the old lady, came over with a smile on her face, "Sir, Madam."
The eldest lady, Mrs. Yuan, looked at Nanny Song with a smile on her face, "Nanny Song. Is the old lady in good health?"
"Okay! It's okay! I'm just thinking about the old man and you, as well as the young ladies and young gentlemen!"
The servants along the way bowed to them respectfully.
Wen Qian was very happy. In a flash, he hadn't been back for almost two years!
This time, it can be regarded as a homecoming! Thinking about the upcoming future, I feel even more energetic.
…
The old lady and the Wen family were all waiting in the back hall. She stretched her neck involuntarily and looked out!
Since getting married, she has been at odds with her husband Wen Rujiang. That bastard is so disgusting that he never knows what decency is. If he hadn't been ruthless, both of his sons might not have been saved!
Later, it was the eldest son Wen Qian who gradually became successful and supported himself! Thinking of her eldest son's new future, she stroked the bracelet on her wrist with a smile on her face.
The third girl next to her, Wen Jiao, was talking to Wen Yu in a coquettish way: "You miss your uncle too, don't you!? In the past, you would have to run outside to greet him, why can you be so calm now!?"
"I was young before. Now if I run away casually again, grandma should tell me." Wen Yu said with a heartfelt smile.
"Ha!" Wen Jiao rolled her eyes. Isn't it because she always gets frustrated every time?
Without you, my uncle probably wouldn’t even remember having such a daughter!
"I heard that my uncle will go to Beijing in a few days. This time, he must take his eldest sister with him, right?! I'm so envious!" These sour words were said gently.
"In my opinion, you are envious for nothing." Wen Jiao smiled mysteriously, as if she knew a lot of inside information.
Mother said, uncle would not take her there!
"Oh? Third sister means..." Their eyebrows were gleaming.
How boring!
Wen Yu smiled slightly and had no reaction.
Wen Jiao saw that Wen Yu was not sad, and felt that she had not achieved her goal, so she curled her lips again. I didn't even do a haircut ceremony for you. No one in Jiangzhou has ever heard of such a thing? Even poor girls have to go through the motions.
There is no "eldest daughter" in the world who is more cowardly than you!
But Wen Yu sighed in her heart, and immediately felt the "father-daughter love" as thin as spring ice...
However, he currently has no power, no wealth, no one, and no one.
And they have filial piety to suppress each other, and power to force each other...
It is not easy to achieve the goal, and it requires calculation!
"Come, come! Old lady, our eldest lady is back!" A girl opened the door curtain and said with a smile.
Then, I saw two adults, a man and a woman, entering the house with a girl and two boys.
"Mother, my son is back!" The man spoke with excitement.
"My mother is in good health, my wife is here to greet you!"
"grandmother!"
Several people knelt down in unison.
The old lady laughed so hard that she couldn't even open her eyes. "Get up! Get up quickly. Just come back! Just come back! Heng'er, Jin'er, come here and let grandma take a look!"
These are the two sons of the father.
Wen Huan saw her grandmother calling her two younger brothers but not herself. Her face was unhappy and her little mouth was pouted.
Wen Qian knew that his daughter would be jealous, so he looked at her with an angry smile.
The old lady looked at her two grandsons with satisfaction. They had bright eyes, white teeth, smart looks, and strong bodies.
"Well, good! Good! How is the journey going!?" She turned to ask her son and looked up and down.
Wen Qian was born well. In the past two years, his official career has been smooth, his demeanor has calmed down, and he has become more like a person in a superior position! The old lady looked at her from head to toe and was not satisfied with anything.
"Don't worry, mother, everything is fine! Second brother, second brother and sister."
Wen Hua and Wu exchanged pleasantries with their eldest brother.
As a group of them entered, Wen Yu stood up with everyone and looked at them indifferently.
In the last life, my admiration was indeed justified!
The middle-aged man in front of me has lost his youthfulness and is now as elegant and gentle as jade!
And his sweetheart... was wearing a light gray heavy silk dress and several simple jade hairpins.
He has a fair complexion and black hair.
Stand dignified and smile gently.
Even if there are faint wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, they don't look old, but add more elegance.
And Wen Huan standing next to her...
Wen Yu couldn't suppress the panic and hatred in his heart.
Wen Huan... At this moment, she has not yet experienced herself in the circle of ladies in the capital, so she is still just a little girl with an obviously proud expression.
With the parents next to him, it's natural that they look Wen Huan. Two arched eyebrows, a pair of big smiling almond eyes, and a small red mouth even without lipstick.
She was already quite tall, but her overly straight back and neck highlighted her superficial arrogance and strength.
Although what she wears is very suitable for her identity as a young girl, everything is exquisite, and no small detail is careless.
A picture of a worry-free life and a rich life!
…
When Wen Huan came back this time, she had something on her mind, so she was more sensitive. At this moment, she felt like someone was looking at her, looking back. Isn't this her...eldest sister?
My heart skipped a few beats, and I couldn't help but avoid looking at him.
How did she become so beautiful?
Wen Huan was a little confused...
