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Wen Tangtang has something to go back? Went to the Jiang family? The ancestral house, the area in the north of the city is the rich people? Gathering place, rich people? More or less? A bit superstitious, especially the Jiang family has passed it down like this? It hasn’t declined for several generations ? Huge family, very important to the root system.

So even if the ancestral house has long been vacant, it still lights up every night, keeping people?

Chinese-style? Buildings have gone through time? Precipitation has become gray and old. Made of blue tiles and white walls? Its? Skeleton, green bamboo mixed with plum blossom sculptures? Its? On the path and in the courtyard, there is a quiet atmosphere.

No matter how heavy Wen Tangtang's affairs are, he can't help but slow down when he comes to such a place.Originally, she was going to walk around the bamboo forest and walk out, but in a blink of an eye, she saw that the lights in the direction of the ancestral hall were brighter than usual.

Wen Tangtang stopped at the spot and finished making the phone call, turned around curiously and walked towards the ancestral hall.

The housekeeper passed by with the food, and when he saw Wen Tangtang, he stopped and nodded, but he was in a dilemma as to whether he should call her Miss Eleven or Miss Biao.

Wen Tangtang travels the entire Jiang family for eleven, but she is the one who is unlearned and incompetent? Brother, and Jiang Wanzi is the one on top.She saw the housekeeper's embarrassment, but she didn't care about it. She didn't have any status when she was not surnamed Wen. She was used to being despised by others.

"Who's in the ancestral hall?" she asked.

Butler: "It's Miss Jiu."

He has white hair and is almost [-] years old. He was supposed to retire. Thinking of staying at home and feeling flustered, he applied to the ancestral home to do this job for the aged.There are many people coming to the ancestral hall during the Spring Festival and Qingming Festival throughout the year. They kowtow and kneel down, the old or the young, and the house is full of noise. In fact, it is just an illusion of luxuriant foliage.

Looking at the ups and downs of the past few decades, the housekeeper knows that Jiang's family is very cold-blooded at heart, and they don't care about those who are still alive, but they are jealous, let alone those who can't speak. What about the urn?

There are so many exceptions, one is Jiang Xudong, the other is Jiang Wanzi, and the former Jiang Tangtang in front of me.

"Miss Nine has been here since the evening, and has been kneeling until now, refusing to eat." The housekeeper sighed, "Didn't her leg get hurt? It's always like this? It's not good to kneel, Miss Eleven helped to persuade her."

Wen Tangtang smiled? Laughed: "I can't persuade her. I'll kneel with her. I'm too busy with work, so I haven't had time to come over? I just came to visit Brother Dong and just had a chat."

housekeeper:"……"

What's wrong with this one? Both?

After a rain, the temperature dropped a lot. The door of the ancestral hall was wide open, and gusts of cold wind blew through it. It must have been very cold.

Wen Tangtang saw Jiang Wanzi's back. Forget it, it's been more than two hours. She didn't kneel on the futon, and her knees touched the cold hard floor tiles.Kneeling in an extremely uncomfortable way? For so long, Jiang Wanzi's back has not relaxed a bit. From a distance, it makes people wonder when the green bamboo in the courtyard was transplanted? .

Ah, no wonder the butler was worried.

After all, I was almost crippled back then, and I am not much better now. When it is very cold, I feel pain, so I have to go for acupuncture.

Wen Tangtang walked over, didn't take the futon, and knelt down next to Jiang Wanzi's.

Jiang Xudong's memorial tablet is at the farthest corner, and he is the only one in this generation to be treated in the ancestral hall. Of course, no one wants such a blessing.

Jiang Wanzi's gaze moved away from above and fell on Wen Tangtang's face: "What are you doing?"

People of the same generation don't need to kneel in terms of etiquette. Jiang Wanzi often comes here to atone for her guilt.

"Brother Dong was also very kind to me when I was young, and I talked to him." Wen Tangtang liked to laugh very much, but it didn't make people think it was a fake smile. This was probably the reason why getting along with her was always very comfortable.

Jiang Wanzi: "That's okay? Kneel, get up."

Her voice was trembling and weak, the stone bricks were wrapped in damp earth air, and her knees felt like they were piercing through her heart? The pain came in bursts, no matter how powerful the willpower would be exhausted at that moment.Wen Tangtang looked at Jiang Wanzi's face, which was as white as jade. The sweat on her forehead rolled down to the tip of her nose. She blinked slowly with her curled and long eyelashes.

The lamps in the ancestral hall were much darker than the lamps on the eaves, and the red light from the shrine shrouded the face with sticky, wet hair, and the moles around the eyes were so pale that they were almost hidden in thin sweat. She was so weak that she might faint at any moment.

But Jiang Wanzi's expression was very calm, if it wasn't for physical signs that she was enduring enormous pain, it would be easy to hide it from others.

A tough person? Occasionally reveals? Vulnerability, but sticks to the bottom line, and refuses to give in even to himself.No tears or blood, just a few drops of sweat, and a pale complexion, this tragic situation is really just right and beautiful.

Wen Tangtang didn't face her face like this before. She licked her face. It was Wen Yijing who broke her. She was playing. Either? A man with thin muscles or a man? Arrived? Body.Ah, of course, I've been playing with girls lately. The aesthetics are very single, and I want to be pretty girls.

Of course she didn't just lick her face with Jiang Wanzi, she had been obsessed with this elder sister since she was a child, pure obsession between sisters.

Jiang Wanzi taught her a lesson when she was a child? A brat who didn't know what to do? When she was sixteen or seventeen, she shaved off her hair for the sake of her rare consummation. Qingzhu deliberately provoked the other party, and he was not beaten to death, so he praised the greatness of maternal love; in his early twenties, he punched the reporter who framed Jiang Xudong's beating at the airport.

The 30-year-old seems to have calmed down a lot, but that former national first love seemed to have evaporated from the world overnight, with such a strong wrist that Wen Yijing said bitterly: She is so in vain? Like me, dead? Refusing to do business!

In Wen Tangtang's eyes, Jiang Wanzi is a very contradictory person. Her coldness is often accompanied by tenderness. The coldness is the whole range. The tenderness is given to the person she hides behind when she is in AOE.There are very few people like this, and she barely counts among them, but she is completely incomparable with You Yingxi.

After all, that is Jiang Wanzi's "person" who would rather hurt herself than let go.

It's hard not to be envious.

Ah, what? Feeling drunk again?No, don't they have a good relationship? Okay, they also quarrel?

That's it? After a while, Wen Tangtang couldn't stand it anymore.

She is lying on the bed, her physical strength is very weak, and she has to rest for a long time after being played all night, and she is not interested in bed when she encounters people who are constantly spinning. ? Said very? Distressed.

She moved? She moved her knees, and she simply knelt down. She said in her heart, brother Dong, I'm sorry, let me be lazy, after all, the purpose? It's not kneeling, it's to persuade your sister.

"Then why are you kneeling?"

Jiang Wanzi was silent for two seconds before she opened her mouth, but she answered irrelevantly: "There are really few things in this world that can satisfy both."

Wen Tangtang probably understood? She didn't follow along, but continued the topic just now: "I knelt down because I always pestered Brother Dong to appreciate him playing basketball when I was a child. He also wouldn’t take the path of basketball. If he didn’t take the path of basketball but sat in an office honestly, he might have a beer belly already. ? Physical reaction?"

Jiang Wanzi was speechless for a while: "...I'm not confused yet."

She glanced at Wen Tangtang, her usual sharp eyebrows and eyes, and she became more blunt when she was mentally drained and physically exhausted, which made her beauty less aggressive, and the red light flowed faintly In the middle, a suit of black clothes is not so solemn and dull.

It's more like a "shell" she puts on herself, enveloping her "inner heart" who lacked a sense of security since she was a child, and was also sensitive and weak.

"I'm talking nonsense, but you really? Can you be sure that it has nothing to do with it? No?" Wen Tangtang said, "It's like some people think that I can enter Yunbo because you don't want to do business. , but I think I can enter Yunbo because I am excellent."

She looked at Jiang Wanzi and smiled mischievously: "You and Aunt Wen don't get along well. If you are willing to do business, she will find someone to piss you off. I am the best candidate."

Jiang Wanzi didn't speak, she lowered her eyes, as if she was lost in deep thought.

Wen Tangtang: "I've always felt that cause and effect in this world are very hard to tell. How could a butterfly flap its wings and cause a tornado thousands of miles away? Even if someone died in a tornado, would it be possible to catch all the butterflies at once? ?"

"Of course? I understand it from the perspective of an outsider. It's inevitable that I won't feel back pain while standing up and talking. Just listen."

The film crew of "Chao Tian Que" prefers You Yingxi to play the female lead. As long as Qin Song agrees, even the audition will be omitted.

You Yingxi stayed at home? A few days, what? Didn't do anything, just flipped the script.Qin Song said that there have been many yin and yang scripts in the past two years? On the surface, there are many dramas? The leading heroine, when the camera starts, the drama drops sharply, and the management adds supporting roles to divide up the highlights.

"Then this is considered to be the end of the script? It's impossible to judge, right?" You Yingxi said.

Qin Song was shopping for vegetables with her mother, and from time to time he had to say, "Is this pork belly too fat?" Cooking", completely quiet?

"Anyway, you ask for leave to rest and have nothing to do. Let me tell you, it's almost enough to take a few days off. Now half of the company's people? It depends on you for food."

You Yingxi, the first two, the eldest: "Is it so exaggerated...Then the salary of this drama is okay?"

Qin Song laughed and said: "Exaggerated? Exaggerated? Don't be so stressed. The salary is not as good as the other one, so the company is not at the same level. But it is also the highest price they can offer. That’s why I said that sincerity is enough, small companies will operate more cleanly, without so many conflicts of interest.”

You Yingxi nodded, remembered that it was a phone call, and said again: "Okay, I'll take a good look at it."

Dai Qun's voice came from over there: "Xixi, Qin Song said you were broken in love?"

The old lady was a little hesitant to speak, probably because she didn’t know her? How serious was the lovelorn? After thinking about it, she said after a while: “Why don’t you try a boy? I just happen to have a dancing partner, his grandson… ..."

"Mom, what are you adding? It's messy, I'm not broken in love, I'm talking nonsense?"

"Can you talk nonsense about this? Hey, stop for me and see if I don't hit you!"

You Yingxi put down her beeping cell phone, took the half-read script, leaned on the sofa and started the regular project of the past few days: dazed.Bian Zhilan thought that she would stay in bed for a few hours as usual, eat a few chopstick-sized dishes, run a few kilometers for a walk, and then have a restless sleep and always get up to look at the night sky.

Who knew that just after opening the Emei Thorn Retreat? Exchange group, the sofa next to it would have a movement.

"Lan Lan, I'll take a shower and go out with me later? Go for a while."

It took Bian Zhilan a long time to come back? Suddenly she said, "Okay."

This house was bought by You Yingxi at the beginning of the year when he lost everything. He paid the down payment and is still repaying the loan. More than 300 square meters, with a garage and courtyard, it is actually a bit empty to live alone.

Jiang Wanzi will also come to stay. In the mirror cabinet in the bathroom is the perfume she left behind last time. Open it and sniff it. It smells like lemon soda.

A person who is not long-term, becomes long-term for her.

Why? Willing to say goodbye again, why? Willing to make her angry.

Bian Zhilan thought to herself, this will take a long time. After taking a bath and putting on makeup, she went in and out of the cloakroom more than ten times. When she finally decided on what to wear, Bian Zhilan turned her head. ? Straight?.

Is this something I can see for free?

You Yingxi's is a black turtleneck sweater with a black lining, a gray overcoat, and white suit pants with a good drape on her lower body, and a turmeric plaid scarf. Astringent? Black choker and mesh black stockings camouflaged well? Well.

No matter whether you apologize or not, You Yingxi looked out the window of the bleak and deserted, the weather was not so good, there was no dusk and no moon, the only scenery was when my eyes moved to the horizon, your face was just right on the cloud.

Going out? Is it because I miss you? I hope you happen to miss me too, otherwise I'll show off to someone dressed like this.

"Let's go, Lan Lan."

Bian Zhilan responded to her, and at the same time sent a message in the group of three people: WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohI really want to post cp super talk, I think the last time you said "angrysexy" is today?!Maybe there is also dirtytalk! @是江晚子话微What happened? @As long as I don’t open the software fund, it will always be red?

The author has something to say: Thank you Sham Shui, I'm sorry I didn't see it yesterday, I hope I didn't delay your June [-]st. ps, you guys come early tonight, just in case, it's time to take a screenshot, you know.