Ran Wen slowed down a little and took ran Yan to the house.

Entering the inner hall, ran Wen looked around for a few eyes, but the articles were exquisite and not old-fashioned.

Ran Yan saw ran Wen sitting down on the main seat, then sat down with him. Seeing the father of Tang Dynasty, ran Yan felt complicated. Ran Yan's father was a chemist in his previous life. He boasted of humor and liked to tell him some jokes that ordinary people could not understand. Even though ran Yan was a poker face every time, Ran's father enjoyed it.

However, a father in the hall is gentle and prudent. The relationship between the elder and the younger is clear. She is at two extremes with her father who is out of tune in life. Somehow, ran Yan misses her parents very much at this moment.

"Ah Yan." Ran Wen saw ran Yan's beautiful face. There was a glimmer of surprise on her face, but in an instant she returned to peace. "My father saw that your illness was almost cured. In a few days, I would send someone to pick you up and go home."

Ran Yan's subconscious frown, now this kind of situation, the day after going back is bound to be more difficult. She did not miss ran Wen's look at all. I'm afraid he is more calculating than caring!

"It's very good here. I want to cultivate myself for another period of time. Besides, I haven't been back to my house for two years. I'm afraid I have to trouble my wife to prepare for it. If I'm too hasty, I'm afraid my wife will be tired." No matter what, ran Yan has to try to stay for a period of time. Yan Niang's life is still in her hands.

Ran Wen picked up the tea offered by the evening green and said slightly displeased, "that's your mother! How to call Madame? "

Ran Yan did not say anything. It would be acceptable to call the original owner's mother as a nun. After all, she used someone else's body, but the stepmother was not willing to be her mother. Ran Yan would not go against her wishes.

Seeing ran Yan's obstinate persistence, ran Wen was a little annoyed, but looking at ran Yan's delicate and gorgeous face, he put his anger back and said in a warm voice, "well, since you have this filial piety, you can stay in Chuang Tzu for another half a month. It's good to think about it."

I haven't thought about it for two years, but I can think about it in half a month? Ran Yan can't help but wonder whether the little pity in ran Wen's eyes is an illusion just now.

"Yes." Ran Yan answered.

Half a month, enough for her to finish the work of the colorful embroidery Museum.

Ran Wen nodded, "so good." He got up and walked out of the door. When he got to the door, he stopped and turned around and said, "my father will find out what happened to me."

Ran Yan, according to the etiquette, got up to the corridor, put on shoes, and personally sent ran Wen away.

After returning to the courtyard, Xing Niang's eyes turned red and she pulled ran Yan to say, "madam, you can't call a stepmother. If you come out of a small house like that, you're not worthy of being a mother of a lady!"

Hearing Xing Niang say so, ran Yan can't help but recall, but can't think of her own mother's life experience. She only remembers that green said a few days ago that although her mother's family was in recession, it was a big family.

"Xing Niang, is my mother a noble girl?" Ran Yan asked.

Xing Niang's face changed slightly, but she finally gnawed her teeth and said, "the husband forbids the maids to talk about this matter with you. However, I'm afraid that I won't be in charge of the lady any more when I look at her attitude today His wife's surname is Zheng, and she comes from the Zheng family in Xingyang. "

"Zhengshi, Xingyang!" Ran Yan has some common sense in his mind. The Cui family in Boling, Li in Zhaojun, Cui in Qinghe, Lu in Fanyang, Zheng in Xingyang, Li in Longxi and Wang in Taiyuan are called five surnames and seven families. In addition, Jing Zhao Wei's, Hedong Pei's, Hedong's Liu's, Hedong's Xue's, Lanling's Xiao's, and Jingzhao's Du's are all the great aristocrats with a long history, and they are still the great clans.

Ran Yan was stunned. When her mother gave her Chengni inkstone, she was elated and said, "I bought this inkstone from Wangfujing stall. With my mother's countless experience, I can see that it is definitely a good thing and bought it decisively. Later, I took it to an antique expert for identification. The inkstone was unearthed in the tomb of Zheng clan in Xingyang. It was an antique from the early Tang Dynasty to the middle Tang Dynasty It's worth at least 200000 yuan. My mother only spent 500 yuan. It's amazing!

"Lady!" Xing Niang's face was frightened and she was shaking her stunned ran Yan.

Ran Yan came back to his mind and said, "it's OK. I'm just thinking, since my mother is Zheng's in Xingyang, why does the late green say that her mother's family is in recession?"

In the early Tang Dynasty, the Zheng family in Xingyang was not active on the stage of history. However, because of its noble family background, the four words "Zheng family in Xingyang" could smash the golden lettered signboard. Where was the depression?

"Wanlv is a maid and servant of Ran's family, and she knows little about it because her husband forbids to mention it at home. The wife is a commoner daughter of the second room of the Zheng family. In recent years, there is a lack of money flow. Otherwise, how can the wife be reduced to a married woman and a foreign family name? " She sighed.

The five surnames consolidated the status of the aristocratic family by marriage. They were ashamed to marry with other surnames. If a man with a foreign family name wants to marry their daughter, he must pay a large amount of money, and he must also have outstanding moral character before they can consider it.

At the thought of this, ran Yan understood why ran Wen was forbidden to mention it at home. If he was in high spirits, he poured out all his money and thought that he could marry a noble girl to improve his family's status. In the end, he hired a common girl. I'm afraid everyone would like to vomit blood!"Aye's vision is narrower." Ran Yan commented lightly.

Xue Yuanchao, Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty, sighed: those who regret in this life can not marry five women! At that time, the Xue family was one of the "four surnames" in Guanzhong with Wei, Pei, Liu and Xue as its members. However, they still looked up to the "five surnames and seven families", which shows their status.

Therefore, even if he married a common daughter, he would be regarded as a married Zheng family in Xingyang. Others would look at him differently. However, ran Wen was still worried because he didn't marry his wife. After Mrs. Zheng passed away, he immediately married another woman, which was tantamount to giving up the relationship with the Zheng family.

After spending so much money, she gave up automatically. Ran Yan felt in her heart that it was not a narrow vision, but a brain drain.

"This marriage was asked by ran Gong himself when he was still alive." Xing Niang didn't agree with ran Yan's evaluation, but what she said was enough to show that she didn't like ran Wen very much.

The night green Leng for a long time before returning to God, said, "the original lady is from such a high family! If you can't make it at Ran's, can you go to Zheng? "

"That's what it says..." Xing Niang was slow.

Ran Yan knew that her mother came from a high family. Even if she was only a commoner girl, she was also an unattainable honor in the eyes of outsiders. However, in the family, the common daughter was a commoner girl. She was afraid that she had no good treatment, let alone her daughter.

Moreover, the rules of the clans are numerous and strict. Even if it is a big tree to enjoy the cool, ran Yan does not intend to rely on it.

Late green just straightforward, a little over the brain, to understand the reason, so dry smile.

Ran Yan was thinking about her pot of taro soup and walked quickly to the stove.

For the Tang Dynasty father, because there is no feelings, so ran Yan did not feel sad, just feel the original ran Yan pity.

"It's too bad." Ran Yan looked at a pot of taro, turned to Xing Niang and said, "we don't have to cook tonight. We eat taro."

"Good." Seeing that ran Yan was in a good mood, Xing Niang responded with a smile.

Ran Yan, commander of the evening green, is about to go to the kitchen, but the gate of the courtyard is banging.

"Who is it?" Wan green raised her voice.

Outside came the voice of the boy, "the little one is Shao Ming. Mr. sang came to visit seventeen Niang."

Sang Chen? Ran Yan raises her eyebrows slightly. The last time she sent the inkstone, she could barely say that it was to repay ran Yan for saving her life to Sanlang. What is this time for?

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