Chapter 133: butterfly

Old Mrs. Lin looked at Mrs. Lin and said solemnly: "They are all my granddaughters. There is no reason for favoritism. I wish they were all very good. But the Lu family asked for A Rong, not anyone else. Old Mrs. Lu just sees. A Rong's quiet and stable temperament means that he can see A Rong's talent and appearance. Yuzhen is not against it, my nephew and my nephew are the same." After a pause, he slowed down and said to Tao: "This marriage is good for Xiao Lao Qi in the final analysis. If you really love A Rong, go and persuade her, teach her. As for other people, don't worry about it."
When Dow heard what he said, he knew that Luo's mother and daughter had a quarrel, and Lin Jinrong had fainted at the time, and he also understood that there was nothing to change. Suddenly, I couldn't find any words and continued to refute. After a while, I cried after covering my face.
Mrs. Lin sighed softly, "Yuzhen too, I should have someone come over and say it before. That shouldn't be so unprepared." This is a tactful reminder of Mrs. Lin that there is probably something hidden in it.
Old Mrs. Lin frowned impatiently, and shouted in a deep voice, "No need to discuss this matter, go back." What if Lin Yuzhen is not satisfied? Lin Yuzhen's situation in the Lu family is just a fan of the authorities. What does she have? A husband who always wants to give birth to his own son and is an official outside: a daughter who is about to marry: a son who has adopted from someone else: there is an unconvinced temper and a strong temper.
What else does she have? Had it not been for the Lin and Lu family to have been married for generations, the relationship was complicated, and the two elders of the Lu family were kind, could she have the current scenery? The fundamental thing is to connect the pity of the bereavement and mutual respect. Since the daughters of the Lin family were married, why did he make the old man and wife Lu upset? Who seems to be at a disadvantage? Lin Yuzhen is not the one who suffers! As for Lin Liu, it has always been a matter between Lin Yuzhen and Luo's." The Lu family elders and others have never expressed interest in Lin Liu on any occasion.
What can he say?
Old Mrs. Lin has been married to him for many years, knowing that it is impossible to change, she sighed softly and persuaded Dow: "Go back."
Dow’s day has not been reached, so he refused to go. She didn't dare to be as arrogant and rude as she was to Mrs. Lin, she could only kneel down again and cry.
The old man Lin was furious and walked away. I opened the door and saw Lin Jinyin, with a stern face and coldly said, "Go and persuade your mother, if you don't want your sister and brother to be ashamed, let her kneel here and cry for days and nights." Don't stop her! If you want to follow her, you can always kneel down! "After that, I strode away.
Old Mrs. Lin sat for a while, sighed, and got up and went away.
Lin Jinyin was stunned for a moment, and went into the house to pull Dow: "Mother, everyone is gone, get up."
Dow said: "Is it possible to achieve this? What can your sister do?" The origin was another sad.
The mother and daughter sat for a while, and the Zhou clan stood up and said, "I'm going to find your father." Although I don't have any hope, I have to try it." If Master Lin San is willing, she can buy the grain she bought this time. It's okay to sell it to Master Lin San, or ask her to make concessions for certain things.
Lin Jin felt that he couldn't rely on it at all. Master Lin San saw Old Man Lin like a mouse and cat, and he didn't dare to disobey him at all. But at this moment, it’s better to try than not, so the mother and daughter went to find Master Lin San.
Mrs. Lin catches up with Mrs. Lin: "Is this the way to go?"
Grandpa Lin looked back at her, and said in a deep voice: "Until now, don’t you understand? Who am I for? For this family! If you are really good for the children, and really good for Yuzhen, then go and let The second daughter-in-law shut up! Go and persuade the third daughter-in-law! It's easy to get things done to this point. Think about it, a mother, mother-in-law and grandmother!" Old lady Lin scolded him after eating him. Unable to hang up, she held Qingli's hand with a pale face and returned to An Le Tang. After sitting and thinking for a long time, she slowly figured it out and sighed. "We ordered Luo Shi to come and Zhou Shi to comfort Tao Shi.
Lin Jinrong saw Cherry slowly touching in, and did not dare to look at her. Instead, she bowed her head and twisted the corners of her clothes, asked three questions without answering, and understood." He stood up abruptly and swiftly avoided Gui who was trying to stop her. Mother, strode out. Seeing the lychee, she hugged a cloak and ran after him.
The sky gradually darkened, Xiao Maizi stood at the door of Tingtaoju, leaning over the crack of the door and looking out. The four girls were wrapped in a blue hooded cloak, and stood quietly on the stone steps outside the door. The hood covered most of her face. She couldn't see her expression clearly, but she could see her shoulders. Shaking slightly. The girl next to her, Litchi, whispered something to her, her face full of sorrow, and the four girls just didn't move and ignored.
Maizi couldn't help but touched his head. The four girls had been standing outside Tingtao for nearly two hours. Is it possible to continue to stand? The fourth girl was doing useless work. He followed the old lady when he was a child. The old lady didn't say that he was one and the same, but the things he was determined to do were hard to shake.
Fuquan walked over and whispered: "Open the door, the old lady invites the four girls in."
Maizi was actually a little bit happy for Lin Jinrong, hurriedly opened the door softly, and said: "Four girls, the old lady would like to please." Lin Jinrong looked up, her pale face with dark eyes, she was silent. He nodded to him, nodded lightly at Fuquan, and strode towards the study of Mrs. Lin.
Old Madam Lin did not read, nor did he sit behind his red sandalwood bookcase. Instead, he sat in front of the window, guarding a small fire, facing the tea bed and tea set, and dispense tea alone. Seeing Lin Jinrong entered, he didn't look back, holding the pot in one hand, pouring the soup with the other, stirring the tea ointment intently.
Lin Jinrong didn't bother him, just stood in front of him and waited silently.
After a while, Mrs. Lin stopped and motioned for her to go over and see: "Do you think I can compare to you?"
Lin Jinrong's throat tightened, and he said astringent: "How can some of the last-floor art of my other daughter be compared with my grandfather?"
Old Madam Lin laughed loudly, without blaming him, and handed a cup to Lin Jinrong: "Taste it? Of your sisters, only your eldest sister who has been married for many years has tasted the tea I ordered."
Lin Jinrong refused: "Granddaughter is not thirsty.
Old Madam Lin also withdrew his hand and looked at Lin Jinrong lightly: "You have to do this?"
He walked her down the steps, and he was persuading her to accept the facts in a gentle way and give her face, but how could she be willing? Knowing that there is a fire pit in front of her, why did she jump down? Lin Jinrong raised his head and looked directly at Mrs. Lin: "Life is worse than death." Since I can't ask for it, I might as well try hard, maybe I can blaze a trail.
"Then you go to die!" Old Mrs. Lin rushed on his head with a vicious anger, and suddenly slammed the Jianzhou rabbit in his hand towards Lin Jinrong, angered: "Marriage matters have always been the elders. You are so. Shameless! Who taught you? Your mother taught you? Come here! Call the third master and third wife to see how they raised their daughter! Call the third girl, let her see, how she taught My sister! Call Young Master Seven again and see what good things his sister has done!"
What did Dow do, what did Lin Jinyin and Lin Shenzhi do? It's nothing more than using them to beat her and threaten her. Lin Jinrong's eyes were hot, aggrieved and angry. He didn't hide, letting the rabbit stick hit her shoulder, the hot tea soaked the clothes, and it hurt her shoulders, and said in a loud voice, "Grandfather doesn't need to get involved with them! Do things one person, fancy a hundred times, they are still from the Lin family!" What can you do to them?
"What about you? You are not the Lin family? Do everything alone? Do you think it's your own business?" Old lady Lin stood up suddenly, walked up to Lin Jinrong and looked at Lin Jinrong condescendingly, and raised his hand: "You I thought that the Lin family raised you, gave you rich clothes and food, allowed you to read and calligraphy, learn all kinds of talents, and raise you to this day, so that you can disobey the elders and lose the Lin family's face?"
Lin Jinrong closed his eyes and turned his face up: "What should I do? I am unfortunate, you are unfortunate, I was born in the Lin family. If my grandfather has to do this, I promise you will regret it."
I am unfortunate. You are unfortunate. Old Madam Lin looked at Lin Jinrong’s pale and immature face and lightly trembling eyelashes. He finally put down his hand and turned back to Lin Jinrong. He solemnly ordered Fuquan, who was looking into his head, "The four girls are confused. The four girls, please go out, go back to the house and take care of them. They are not allowed to come out without my order.
Lin Jinrong's heart fell straight down, fixedly looking at the back of the old man Lin. No one can ask, no one can rely on. In front of the family, she will always be an insignificant dust.
Fuquan coughed: "Four girls, do you think?"
Lin Jinrong turned around and listened to the old lady Lin coldly and coldly behind her: "Don't play that set with me, pretend to be sick, go on a hunger strike, and beg you to die. If you die, I will not allow you to enter the Lin family's cemetery, and look sad. Who is it."
Lin Jinrong grasped the door silently, pulled it open, slammed to each side, and then strode out without looking back.
The door uttered a dumb strange cry, just like the painful moan that a seriously ill patient could not bear. Old Madam Lin couldn’t help turning her head and looked complicated. The courtyard was dimly lit, and Lin Jinrong’s thin body was wrapped in a cyan cloak. Some of the large cloaks followed her steps and were blown by the cold wind, flying up and down, and rolled up. Open again, the whole person is like a butterfly flying in the wind. You think it will be swept away by the wind, you think it will fall to the ground, but in fact it has been flying forward.
Mrs. Lin closed his eyes and opened them again, with a very firm expression on the side of Fuquan and said in a deep voice: "Go and say to the girl in the fourth girl's house, if the fourth girl loses a cold hair, I will call They are better than dead."