He stretched out his big hand like a palm fan and pinched her face, "Why are you still so thin? Luo Heng was worried that you wouldn't give you food?"

"If you can't stay and come back, dad will support you.

What else can Shen Qingci say now? She really wants to say, "Mr. Master, can you pay attention to your heroic image? Isn't you seen the people around you? I was so scared that I fell off my chin?

Chen Dingshan discovered something. He quickly coughed lightly, then sat on his grand stern chair. The four words "Loyalty and righteous" behind him were still hanging high above his head, and he always made him pay attention to his words and deeds, and he could not miss the upper part.

Shen Qingci looked at Lin Yunniang again and easily captured it. The anger and a hint of resentment flashed in Lin Yunniang's eyes. Although these were quickly hidden by Lin Yunniang, some things were discovered in her eyes and were also generated in her heart.

It also began to take root and sprout. After one day, it will eventually grow into a big tree in the sky.

Some things cannot be passed.

And some people can never go back to the past.

"A Ning, I'm just trying to worry about my cousin."

Lin Yunniang smiled and said, "But this is just a family matter. There is no need for such a mobilization of many people, right?"

Lin Yunniang really felt that her face was a little swollen, and it was still hot now, as if she was slapped hard on the face a few times.

Shen Qingci obviously didn't give her face.

Even if she is Princess Shuo or a member of the royal family, don’t forget that she is her sister-in-law and her elder. What is the difference between humiliating her cousin like this and humiliating her?

This is like slapping her face alive.

"Cousin, you must make the decision for me."

Seeing this, Cousin Lin hurriedly covered her face again and started crying there.

"Lan'er really has no face to live anymore. My cousin will let Lan'er die. This will make her clean body..."

Lin Yunniang advised her again, and the old woman on the side also comforted her repeatedly. Someone was holding her again, and she cried and she became a group of people after a while.

Shen Qingci looked up and looked at the plaque of the loyal and righteous family above the top of Chending Mountain. A smile appeared slightly on the corner of his lips, but it was a little ice and a little cold.

Cry.

While I can still cry now, I will cry. After a while, she can guarantee that no one here will cry.

She walked to Chending Mountain and found a place for herself to sit up.

She was not abusive person, and Lin Yunniang, who had to let her stand here and then stand there, and there was no place to sit.

Lin Yunniang pressed the corner of her eyes with a veil. The more she cried, the more she felt embarrassed. But even if it was awkward, it would take someone to persuade her to do so.

But now, Shen Dingshan and his daughter are like watching a show. Even if Lin Yunniang is thick-skinned now, she can't stand it. Besides, she is a person who loves face more than anything else.

Especially now, Chen Dingshan and his daughter have almost the same expression.

The kind of boredom that is watching the fire from the other side of the river is, not to mention Lin Yunniang, even Lin's cousin is. Now he wants to cry or not, and tears are still hanging on half of his face. The rouge and water powder on his face is not covered. It can be seen that this is the rouge and water powder unique to Yipinxiang. It is impossible to make up by crying a few drops of tears.

Women love beauty.

Even if you cry, you will cry with the rain, which is pitying. No woman will want to make herself cry like a sow.

But no matter how good the makeup on the face is, it is useless. The hair is messy and the beads and hairpins on the head are all curled up. No matter how beautiful it is, it seems that it cannot beautify the face.

Shen Qingci placed the tea he had made in front of Shen Dingshan.

"Dad, please use it."

Chen Dingshan took the tea with his big hand, his eyebrows tightened again, and the traces he folded out could kill a fly.

"A Ning, didn't you say that if you use such a small cup in the future, won't your father have a bowl?"

"The cow chews the peony."

Shen Qingci went straight away, and Chen Dingshan didn't feel anything wrong. He was just a rough man. He was not used to the things used by these literati. Also, was it drinking tea or stuffing between teeth? Or he would use that pot instead. This cup was so small that he wouldn't have enough to drink.

He put the cup to his mouth and poured it into one cup. But the tea dew made him stunned for a moment

"This is not..."

"The Lingwu Hidden Tea from Xiangjue Temple."

Chending Mountain was tasted at once. There was a tea tree in Xiangjue Temple. It was found by the little fox at first. It was a tea tree with a thousand years of age. Later, it was transplanted into Xiangjue Temple and was taken care of by Master Jingkong. This tea tree has been nurtured for thousands of years, and all things have spirits. Moreover, they are born in the Sanskrit sound every day, and there have been some changes.

Even if you are not a person who is good at tea ceremony, you can feel it just by taking a sip, and there is a slight wonder in it.

Just one mouthful and calm.

Two mouthfuls, clear thoughts.

Three people suddenly realize that life is like a dream and is also beautiful.

This Lingwu Hidden Tea is the most unique feature, but this Lingwu Hidden Tea is a unique feature in Xiangjue Temple and is very easy to drink by ordinary people.

This tea does not accept noble people, no matter the high or low.

Only for those who are destined to be.

"If you like it, I'll send some tomorrow."

Shen Qingci knew that Chen Dingshan liked it. The old monk gave a batch a few days ago. Although it was not too much, only one or two, he was only able to withstand such a tea tree. So he was also very precious. She and Luo Henglu were not far from drinking, so she could give her some more to her father.

Others can't drink this tea, but she can drink it.

The old monk will leave half of the tea leaves for them every year. Of course, don’t misunderstand the old monk’s meaning. The old monk is not thinking about the love between uncle and nephew, but is afraid that if he doesn’t give it, the little fox who is familiar with stealing tea will scatter the tea trees he has worked hard to plant for a year. This is not the first time anyway.

So every year he cooks new tea, he will definitely leave some of it for Luo Hengwu, because he is very afraid of the fox that Luo Hengwu raised that he has become a spirit.

If it really wants to come over, no one can stop it. It wants to steal something. Even if it hides inside the bird's nest outside, it can still take a picture of it with one claw.

Chen Dingshan took another sip of tea and felt much better.

"Sure, you ask him to deliver it to me tomorrow. It's just right. The tea I brought from you last time is about to be seen."
Chapter completed!