At night, she first bumped into the soul of Yuan Chun, who came to say goodbye to Jia Mu; then she dreamed of Wang Xifeng coming to say goodbye to her. Yuanyang became confused for a while, not knowing where she was, let alone what was behind her.

Where are you going again?

Just when she was staring at the heavy snow in the sky, the woman sweeping the snow in the yard saw her busy and came over to ask: "Girl, are you up? Is the old lady up? Do you want to serve breakfast to the old lady first?"

"

Yuanyang knew that these women were different. Daiyu had brought them to the capital from her home in the south. He had watched Daiyu be born and grew up, so he hurriedly said hello and said with a smile: "Dear mothers, the old lady is not here yet."

Get up, the old lady woke up before dawn this morning, but now she fell asleep again, and I don’t know when she will wake up..."

After hearing this, the ladies laughed and said, "No hurry, no hurry, let's wait until the old lady gets up. The most important thing for the old lady is to get some rest..."

While we were talking here, we suddenly heard someone looking at the door in the yard outside.

Several people were surprised when they heard this: "Could it be that the young master and the ladies are back? Why is it so early?"

As he was talking, someone had already gone out to answer the door. Unexpectedly, the woman who had gone out came back again. She frowned and said: "It's not the young master and the ladies, but someone from the Rongguo Mansion. It's the one named Xi."

I'm so disgusted with people, I don't know what to do here in this snowy day..."

When everyone heard that someone from the Rongguo Mansion was coming, they didn't know whether to let her in, but they all looked up to see Yuanyang.

When Yuanyang heard that the attacker was coming, he hesitated for a while before asking a few people: "Mom, the young master and the ladies are not here now, and I don't know whether I should call her in. It's just that this attacker and I have always been the same.

We are acquainted, so just ask her to come in and say a few words."

After several women heard what she said, someone went to bring the attacker in. Yuanyang also hurriedly went out to greet him. At a glance, he saw the attacker hunched his shoulders and came in wearing only an old homely coat.

, his complexion is also sallow and not very pretty.

When Yuanyang saw Busy, he hugged her and asked: "My mother, why are you so anxious? How come you can go out in such a cold weather in such a cold weather without fear of freezing?"

When Xiren heard the question, he hesitated to speak. In the end, he just smiled bitterly and bowed his head in silence.

Yuanyang observed the words and expressions, and saw that the attacker's eyes were red, and tears were rolling around in his eyes, and they were about to fall. He did not dare to ask anymore at that moment, but turned his head aside and pretended not to see it.

Soon the two of them entered the house, Yuanyang asked Xiren to sit down, and hurriedly poured another cup of hot tea and handed it over, and then asked in a low voice: "Why did you come here on such a cold day?"

Xiren's eyes turned red again when he heard this, and he lowered his head for a while before complaining: "I didn't want to come, but my wife has been forcing me all day long in the past two days, and asked me three or four times a day. Isn't this a last resort?

Coming."

After hearing this, Yuanyang raised his head and took a closer look at Xiren, only to see that her face was very ugly at the moment, and she was very thin.

After looking at it for a while, she reached out and touched Xi Ren's cheek. She felt that her hand was cold and hard, as if it were skin and bones.

Without realizing it, Yuanyang exclaimed: "Oh my God, I haven't seen you for a few days, how come you have lost so much weight?"

Hearing this, Xiren smiled bitterly and complained in a low voice: "You don't know what the house is like now. Baoyu is like that now, I...I..."

The more Xiren talked, the more sad he became, and in the end he was even choked up and unable to speak.

Yuanyang saw her busy and comforted her and said: "You are going to have a break. We have been friends since childhood. Now if I say something that I shouldn't say, then Jia's house will have nothing to do with us, no matter what.

Just like the Ningguo Mansion, even if our house is confiscated, if we are sold again, we will still be slaves for others. If you ask me, you are too infatuated!"

After hearing Yuanyang's heartfelt words, Xiren was even more sad at the moment, and tears flowed all over her face unknowingly. She forgot about her feelings for a moment, stretched out her hand to hold Yuanyang's hand, and cried: "Good man, why don't you tell me what you said?

You know, but I am a stubborn person. Ever since I served Shang Baoyu, I have only longed to live a long life with him. Who knew that I would be like this today?"

Yuanyang listened to Xiren's words, and she had also heard the gossip between Xiren and Baoyu, so she knew that the two of them had probably been married for a long time. If they really couldn't be together with Baoyu in the future, then Xiren's future might be even more difficult.

.And who would have thought that Baoyu is now a different person, ignoring everyone. Fortunately, Baochai is about to pass the exam now, and Baochai is a reasonable and tolerant person. Maybe she will do it in the future.

It's not too bad.

Thinking of this, Yuanyang asked in a low voice: "Xi Ren, didn't you say that Baoyu and Baochai's good life has been decided? Does Baoyu know that? What does he say now?"

After hearing this, Xiren sighed and said, "Don't mention it again. He still looks like a dead person. He holds a Buddhist scripture and recites it at home all day long. It makes my teeth itch with hatred. I really want to visit all the temples in the world."

Burn! I just can’t figure it out. What a good person that girl is. No matter who gets to marry her, it’s because of eight generations of ancestral merit. But our second master... he... he... I really don’t want to say it.

Okay, don’t you want to make someone angry to death?!”

After hearing Xiren's words, Yuanyang hurriedly asked: "Why, isn't Mr. Bao still not happy?"

Xiren was even more angry when he heard the question, and immediately said angrily: "I don't know if she is happy or not. The wife always told him that the day after tomorrow would be his best days, and told him not to stay up late to study these days, and to have a good rest.

Waiting to marry Miss Bao, who would have thought that he would act as if he had not heard anything. He would still hold a book in his hands and read it every day, and he would never smile. Every night, he would still light up the lamp and stay up to read, no matter how many times he had to press it.

If you’re willing to sleep, don’t you think you’ll make me angry to death?”

Yuanyang naturally knew Baoyu's thoughts: he originally loved Daiyu and only wanted to grow old together with her. Now that it was Baochai, he was naturally unhappy.

But this important matter of marriage has been decided by the parents since ancient times. Besides, my wife just doesn’t like Daiyu for some unknown reason. What can I do? How many people in this world can live as they please?

The more Yuanyang thought about it, the more discouraged he became. For a moment, he felt that life was all kinds of pain. Although the world was good, it was not worth living.

At that moment, she lowered her head and sighed, and Xiren's face was filled with sorrow. It didn't look like there was a happy event at home, but rather like something had happened.

The two of them remained speechless, each sighing for a long time. Yuanyang then asked her: "Xiren, why are you here this time? Are you going to take the third girl back, or are you here to invite everyone to watch the ceremony?"
Chapter completed!