Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan Chapter 62: Who will she marry in the future? (2)

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The old lady Sheng also smiled and said: "This house is unoccupied, and there are some when it is deserted, and there is no need to look around. You and I can trust it. It is also useful for your kid to be an errand next to Bo Geer." /

The old man in charge heard that his grandson was appreciated by his master, and he was happy on his face, and happily greeted everyone to sit down in the main hall. The man in charge asked the servants in the house to kowtow to the old lady Sheng one by one. Ming Lan received a few carts of compliments. Then, the noisy ears buzzed, without remembering who was who, after working for a long time, it finally stopped.

The old lady Sheng brought Minglan to the inner hall, turned around a few shoots, and then around the back of the warehouse, and finally came to the secluded and deserted house. Fang's mother had already been waiting there, and the old lady Sheng saw her. Faintly said: "Everything comes out?"

Mama Fang replied respectfully, and then took Cuiwei Danju and waited for a maid to go out, leaving only the grandson and grandson in the house.

Ming Lan was confused by these actions. Looking at the mysterious posture of the grandmother, she seemed to have something to explain. When she turned around, she saw Mrs. Sheng sitting on an old wooden chair in the middle, and then pointed to the ground. Seven or eight boxes neatly placed, said to Minglan: "These are your grandmother's dowry at the time." As he said, the corners of the mouth were picked up lightly, seemingly ironic, and a half sentence was added, "Only remaining These are."

Ming Lan stared at these boxes in a daze. The old lady Sheng motioned her to open it. Ming Lan walked over and opened the opened boxes one by one, and then a musty smell came on her nose, Ming Lan coughed. Oh, it's not open for 30 years! I don’t know if there are any bad bacteria or molds. I barely opened my eyes and saw that the black paint was covered with dust, and some spider webs were hung on them. I could only vaguely see that they were porcelain bronze antiques. The last two A small box was more tightly wrapped, and there seemed to be a layer of iron box inside the heavy mahogany box.

The old lady Sheng's eyes were deep, she seemed to think of many past events, and quietly said: "It turns out that there are dozens of boxes of high-quality materials, and all kinds of silk, satin, and velvet leather. They all burned me. It’s changed into money, and you need money for everything. It’s not easy for your father to walk through the officialdom empty-handed. The only ones who came from the Hou Mansion at the beginning are only this... I will give it to you."

Minglan's cough just got better, and she almost choked, and quickly replied: "Grandma's things are supposed to be passed on to my brother, haha, just give me some money." Don't be kidding, if she carries these If you marry out, you won’t be strangled to death by the Wang family. Even Changbai brother might not be able to see her.

The old lady Sheng didn’t seem to have heard it, and she went on to say: "You sisters, except for the dowry given by your father, I will stick one thousand taels of silver each as usual. My brothers are different, your elder brother will marry Daughter-in-law, I posted 1,500 taels, and for the two younger ones, I would give 800 taels each. I stayed in the Sheng family all my life, and your grandfather’s love for me was settled, but these boxes The Sheng family has nothing to do with it."

The meaning is plain, but it seems to be explaining the funeral. Ming Lan feels sad. You must know that the total amount of Yu Yanran's dowry is only one thousand five hundred taels of silver. This is because the old man Yu pityed her to marry away. Of course, this also reflects from another aspect that Mr. Yu is very clean and Mr. Yu is very stingy.

Ming Lan pulled her grandmother's sleeves in the past and gently persuaded, "Grandma, I'd better give it to my brother, he is the eldest son and grandson of our family." It took a long time for the old lady Sheng to recover and watch Ming. Lan, the strange look in his eyes was shocking, so he slowly said: "This box is not worth mentioning, and it is enough for you to worry-free in your life. You really don't want it?"

Ming Lan sighed, and simply said: "To be honest, everyone likes good things, but no matter how big your head is, how big your hat is, it should be mine or mine, and it's useless if it isn't mine. These treasures are generous enough to go to the big sister’s husband’s house. How can I afford it? And..." Minglan couldn’t say anything under the gaze of her grandmother’s interest, and the end of the conversation: "Anyway, granddaughter You are still young, if you have good luck and have a good life, then forget about these bronze antiques."

In this ancient time, money is really not a panacea. If there is no corresponding ability and family protection, wealthy merchants can easily be blackmailed and beaten by the government or the powerful. Sheng Wei got richer and richer without any twists and turns, but he had a cousin who was an official. The Qipin county magistrate of Youyang got along with the Sheng family after several changes. Why did the Li family want his son to study as an official? If you have enough money, the same is true; if you offend Wang and Changbai for these boxes of things, it will be more than worthwhile.

The old lady Sheng looked at Minglan amusedly: "Who said these seven or eight boxes were given to you?"

Minglan paused, okay, she was too self-conscious, so she had to smile awkwardly, and the old lady Sheng pointed to the last two boxes and said: "That's for you, it's all the jade I made. Jewelry, how big your head is, how big your hat, this grandma knows that she won't let you go beyond the rules." Then she let out her soft voice, "You have a bright heart, can you not covet money, grandma is very happy, these things are given to you, it is not in vain Yes. Those few boxes are not for your elder brother. Grandma has other plans in the future. You will see the world today, but what about the antiquities from the previous dynasty."

Ming Lan pleased her and twisted it over to Mrs. Sheng, and said in a small voice: "Where do I understand it? Grandma said, listen to me."

The old lady glared at her, and reluctantly took the little granddaughter to the box, and said the same origin name. Minglan listened to it, and suddenly said: "Or the grandmother of the two boxes will be her own Keep it."

The old lady was really surprised this time, she looked at her granddaughter; Minglan hesitated for a while, and then said: "Father, mother, and brothers and sisters are naturally extremely filial! But grandmother always has to be self-conscious. Yeah, you have grain in your hand, don’t panic..."

In fact, what she wants to say is that thousands of children are not as good as the money in hand, not to mention that you are not a relative. This is the heartfelt words of a small clerk who works in civil courts all year round.

The old lady moved in her heart and said softly: "Good boy, don't worry, grandma's coffin is thick."

Many of the servant wives left in the mansion were the old lady’s original companions. The old lady wanted to talk to them. She was afraid that Ming Lan was bored, so she sent her to the garden to stroll around. Ming Lan pouted: "I I don't like to go to the garden." She wants to go shopping.

The old lady Sheng stuffed her a small abacus with a stern face: "Let's practice, even Baizi won't be able to beat it down. Be careful that you will marry someone in the future and defeat your family." Minglan looked at her with a grudge. Grandma, after weighing it up, said painfully: "Then I'll go to the garden."

Is there a math class in elementary school, middle school and high school? The basic skill is mental arithmetic!

Minglan walked around half of the lake without interest, and then sat on a white stone under a withered willow tree, with her hands on her cheeks, and stared at the lake: the lake water in Jinling was clear and lingering. Yes, it was very different from Shandong, reflecting Minglan's wrinkled bitter melon face. Minglan suddenly became childish, picked up a handful of stones, and threw them into the lake one by one.

Even the dowry is ready. It seems that my grandmother has a good idea about her marriage, so she won't let her ask, no matter how much she loves her, no matter how dizzy she is coaxed by Ming Lan, the old lady Sheng always refuses to let Ming Lan Participate in discussions about marriage. I heard that her marriage was her own decision back then. As a result... I secretly saw the newly-baked Tanhua Lang at the hairpin banquet, and listened to someone chanted a couple of poems. She became in love on the spot, defied her loving parents and married the Sheng family. A few years after the wedding, the love is indifferent, and the husband and wife turn back.

It sounds like a story in a story. Although there is a basis for saying that art comes from life, she is a sensible legal worker. She will not fall in love at first sight and marry someone stupidly! Minglan continued to throw pebbles very sad, she really wanted to know who her future Ana will be.

"Sister Minglan." A clear young voice sounded.

Ming Lan looked up blankly and looked around, only to see a handsome young man standing by the lake. He was walking towards this side. Seeing Ming Lanmu's dazed look, He Hongwen smiled as he walked: "Sister doesn't recognize me?"

Ming Lan smiled and stood up playfully and blessed: "Brother Hongwen, the younger sister is polite!"

He Hongwen walked to Minglan Three Steps to stop, and bowed his hands: "Today, my grandmother brought me to visit rashly, it was rude and rude."

Ming Lan saw the plain clothes and filial towel on He Hongwen, and said, "Your great-grandfather is going to a funeral. Grandma and I wanted to go, but..." He Hongwen waved her hand quickly and smiled gently: "You I came to have a wedding wine, and I live at my uncle’s house. It is always bad to have a conflict between the white and the red. It’s right for you not to come."

Minglan whispered: "Lady He must be very sad."

He Hongwen walked over, looked at Minglan, and said in harmony: "The grandmother is open-minded, as the saying goes, life and death are the way of heaven; the great-grandfather has already lived a long life, and passed away in his sleep, which can be regarded as joy or mourning. What is the fear of death ?"

Ming Lan froze for a moment and nodded: "Old Mrs. He said it is very reasonable, I am not afraid of death, I am afraid that I will not have a happy life."

He Hongwen listened and said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid I won't live long."

Ming Lan finally laughed, and when He Hongwen saw her smile, he asked, "What is Sister Shicai doing so frowning? Did your cousin get less red envelopes at the wedding?"

Ming Lan shook her head and said with a bitter face: "I will not plan to fight, grandmother said I will be prodigal." Of course, she can't say that she is worried about blind marriage, so she can only casually say something.

He Hongwen laughed: "What's the matter? When I was a child, I took the matching ginseng paste to feed the goldfish. I didn't know how much it cost. The goldfish also rolled his eyes. My father chased after me and taught me that I was a prodigal." Hongwen's face was dark.

Ming Lan shook his head: "Uncle made a mistake, this is a prodigal, this is a quack! Our mistakes are totally different, please don't drag me down."

He Hongwen fluttered, couldn't help but smile, pointing to Minglan and shaking his head again and again, the boy was gentle and calm, smiled warmly and heartily, the lake and mountains, the autumn breeze blowing a faint fragrance of grass and leaves, Minglan suddenly felt open.