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Bufu's grandson came back to life, and Wuzhen became lively again.

The third aunt was busy greeting the guests, and said at the same time: "I just said, that child's life is precious, and the king of hell has kept it for so long, but he still hasn't taken it away. It can be seen that there is a Bodhisattva protecting him."

"It's also because of his good luck. I heard that the monk gave a prescription that day, and he got better after taking it." Someone said.

"The monk doesn't come sooner or later, but at this time, he must have been sent by the Buddha."

"Mr. Hu's superb medical skills are powerless, so the monk must have some background.---Unfortunately, he left early, otherwise I have to ask him to see if my old cold legs can be cured."

"Hahaha..." Everyone burst into laughter at the person who just spoke.

The man was sitting, seemingly undisputed by ordinary people, but the two short legs underneath were thin and thin, as if they had stopped in childhood and were out of touch with the development of other parts of the body.

The small teahouse was filled with all kinds of teaching and learning, with the air of the market, talking about the long and the short, and soon at dusk, a carriage slowly walked on the street of Wuzhen.

There is no business now, and Sangu tidied up the tables and stools boredly, and looked out at the carriage.

The horse was very tired and walked slowly with its head down; the groom was even more lethargic than the horse, so he leaned softly in front of the cart and let the horse go, pulling the rein from time to time to prevent the horse from going in the wrong direction.

She knows the groom, Lao Lai from the east of the town, has no wife, loves to drink, raises an old horse, and does some work from time to time.

"Old Laitou, I'm making a living again, when will I pay off my tea money?" Sangu shouted to the outside.

"I will give it when I have money, and you will be indispensable." The old man Lai raised his head to answer, but waved his whip, and the old horse was in pain, so it stepped up and walked.

The third aunt shook her head, and said to the guy who settled the accounts: "Show me the account book."

Hey, this month's income has dropped again.

The carriage stopped only in front of the gate of Bu Mansion. Zhilan and the others had been waiting outside for a long time, and when the carriage stopped, they paid the money and let old man Lai drive the carriage away.

Zhilan looked at the pair of children standing on the ground. The two children were dressed in plain clothes, which had obviously been carefully taken care of before.It's just that the boats and cars are exhausting and dusty these days, and the child's face is as messy as the clothes on his body.

The two children were timid, they just looked at the people in front of them with their eyes, and didn't speak.

"Come with me." Zhilan greeted them simply, and brought them into the Bu Mansion. After ordering them to be groomed, they were treated to some meals, and then they were allowed to rest. Before leaving, she asked: " Keep your spirits up and go see the old lady Yunyun tomorrow."

The boy's name is Yi Sheng, and his surname is An. He shares the same surname with Mrs. Bu, and it is this blood relationship on Weibo that allows him to have a place to live without his father or mother.

Before An Yi was born, he had heard that Ding Buwang, a native of Bufu, had all the men killed, and the rest were dying and some girls and women.

"Anyway, I will die sooner or later. Rather than being beaten to death or starved to death, it is better to be restrained to death." An Yisheng thought so.

After several days of ups and downs, An Yisheng should have had a good night's sleep, but he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. First of all, this slippery pajamas made him very uncomfortable, and it was uncomfortable to take off.Secondly, he was used to sleeping on the hard, bumpy wooden bed, and the soft pillow on the high bed couldn't get used to it for a while.It can be seen that prosperity and wealth are not for everyone.

Also unable to sleep was another person, his sister An Hongdou who lived next door at that time.

Red beans are born in the South, this thing is the most lovesick, but An Hongdou's red beans do not imply lovesickness, but her mother suffered from heatstroke when she was pregnant with her, and drinking red bean soup saved her life. By the way, she was born, even though she was born prematurely , Kean Hongdou, like ordinary newborns, has no shortcomings of premature birth at all.It can be seen that all of this is due to the red beans.

Compared with his elder brother, An Hongdou is more like his father.An Yisheng has a gentle temper, but he has a stubborn temper. If he develops some bad habits, he will be like their father and cause harm to the world.An Hongdou is strong, unlike An Yisheng, it is a kind of strength unique to women, and the iron fist is soft to the extreme, which is another kind of steel.

An Hongdou couldn't sleep either, not because the bed was uncomfortable and her clothes didn't fit, but because she was worried that her mother had run away and her father's tears hadn't been wiped away, and she was about to face another life soon. many.

She was afraid, she was uneasy, she wanted to talk to the brother next door, but she didn't dare.

She didn't dare to open that door, she was terrified of the world outside the door, even though she was only separated from his elder brother by a wall.

The long night is long, and the bright moon in late autumn looks down on the world, and the round halo is cold and desolate, seeing all the joys and sorrows in the world.

In the early morning of the next day, a servant girl brought someone in, waited for the two sisters to wash and wash, and changed into new clothes. The servant girl briefly mentioned the rules and etiquette of the Bu family, and then prepared to lead them to see the old lady.

An Hongdou knew that she was going to see her cousin today, so she was careful everywhere, always cautious, and kept the maid's teachings in mind.On the other hand, the elder brother next to him looked fearless, and An Hongdou had to remind his elder brother.

An Yisheng also gave a casual response, not sure if he listened or not.

The maid who led the way was called Yong Xia, and along the way, told the brothers and sisters about the people they needed to meet later, and gave some general information about the Bu family.

Through her mouth, An Hongdou learned that the Bu family is strictly hierarchical, just like a big family, with all the rules and etiquette. Moreover, the whole house revolves around the only grandson of the family.

A long time ago, the brothers and sisters heard that the Bu mansion looked big, but there were not many people with the surname Bu. Since Mrs. Bu was next to Mrs. Bu, Master Bu died young and married one wife and one concubine.The eldest lady and the young master came from Mrs. Bu, and the third lady came from a concubine's room. Such an offspring would be too withered to be placed in an ordinary family.

Yong Xia led them through the shade of flowers, and in a blink of an eye, they saw the rose mantle pavilion, long pavilions and corridors, like a fairyland.The servants and girls go about their errands, busy but orderly.

Passing through a long pavilion covered with withered vines is a bridge. Under the bridge, lotuses are withered and lotus roots are withered, and a few hibiscus are scattered here and there in a decadent landscape, but it is a unique scenery.

Walk a short distance across the bridge and you will find Mrs. Bu's yard.

The old man likes to be quiet. There are few flowers and plants in the yard. There is only one vine trellis. The vine is as thick as a person's arm, and it is quite old.

The people at the door saw it from a distance, so they went to report, and soon a maid in bright clothes followed Yong Xia, and brought his brother and sister into the inner room.As soon as you enter the inner room, you can smell a fragrance, which is simple and simple, like the spices commonly used in temples.The old lady sat safely on the soft couch, the brother and sister stepped forward to salute, the etiquette was ordered by Yong Xia this morning.The old lady smiled gracefully and calmly, seeming very satisfied.

According to their seniority, the brothers and sisters should call Mrs. Bu as aunt, but Mrs. Bu doesn't like this title. The big family pays attention to status, so the brothers and sisters still call them old lady.

After seeing other people, Mrs. Bu briefly comforted the two brothers and sisters, roughly meaning to let them live here with peace of mind.At the same time, Mrs. Bu asked the brothers and sisters if they had ever studied books and martial arts.After getting the answer, there was a silence.

Mrs. Bu explained for a while, but she seemed to be tired, so she told the siblings to leave.

The Misses of the Bu family lived in the South Courtyard, and An Yisheng and An Hongdou were also arranged to live there. They were also treated with the same courtesy as the Young Master and Miss. Each had two rooms and two maids.At the same time, we have to go to listen to the teacher to learn books together.

An Hongdou is fine, but An Yi gave birth to a boy, so it is impossible for her sisters to listen to "Female Training", learn from female celebrities.Mrs. Bu was a little worried. It would be unwise to find another teacher for him. In desperation, she had to let An Yisheng go to Bu Qinghe's room and listen to the book.

As Bu Qinghe got older, it would be inconvenient to have a maid to serve him all the time, so it was time to find a boy to accompany him.Bu's house is full of women, and he can't go out. Master Bu's early death made him lack fatherly love in his life, making him look a bit weak.The old lady Bu was thinking about it, but she was also worried. After all, the boy is not as thoughtful as the girl, and at this age, there will inevitably be some friction. Therefore, she repeatedly reminded the two brothers and sisters to take care of this point, Bu Qinghe, and to let this sick rat out of the way.

The two brothers and sisters also followed the old lady's instructions. During this period of time, they obeyed the rules and saluted and greeted them. Although they seemed a bit nondescript, they were getting closer to the demeanor of a disciple of a great master.

Mrs. Bu felt that although the An family was in decline, the lintel and family tradition were not lost.Looking at the two brothers and sisters, she suddenly recalled memories from decades ago. At that time, she was Miss An's family, she was living in a boudoir, and An's family was still a embroidered household. According to the order of the parents, marry according to the words of the matchmaker.No matter who it is, they are all worthy.

The old lady Bu didn't want to think about it anymore, it was her whole life's hard work and maintenance in order to get a small amount of favor from the younger generation.

She also complained and hated, but in the end she still had to rely on herself.She gave up the principles of being a good lady, and she threw away the three obediences and four virtues.

She obeys her father before she is married, obeys her husband when she is married, and obeys her son after her husband dies. She has no man to obey, but herself.She had to show her face, run all over the country, argue with tenants and hired workers, confront the clerk on the bills, and endure others' pointing and pointing;

Her early years of hard work left her with headaches. "Lan Hui, help me pinch my head."

"What is the beauty of the beautiful day, who's house is the most pleasant?" Mrs. Bu suddenly remembered this drama she had heard earlier.

"Yes, whose courtyard is it?"