Chapter 2： Four sisters (1638 words)

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, when the households were in the house, the Anjia Mansion had a mourning hall.

The mourning hall is located in a small hall in Anjia. It is said to be small. In fact, it is also very large. There are two coffins in the center. It is the son of An Ziran, An Changfu and Liu Meixiang. The coffin is made of good gold. Made of nanmu, it is said that it will not rot for a long time.

An Ziran heard from the ring, that the two coffins were bought for themselves and their wives before the birth of An Changfu, in order to wait for the old to be used for security purposes, but the results were used in advance.

This kind of behavior, An Zi did not know how to spit well.

It is clear that it is a curse that he died early, and he also pulled his wife to the funeral.

However, he also heard that An Changfu did this because Jinsi Nansi was very difficult to get. This kind of nanmu is said to be a special wood for the nobles. Later, by chance, he was getting a few nanmu by An Changfu. Just enough to do two coffins, the two coffins were still done half a year ago, and the time is not long.

An Ziran went to the outside of the hall with the last memory. Before he even walked in, he heard a cry of crying inside, and the crying was getting louder and louder. It seemed that he was afraid that others could not hear it.

A gentle glimpse of the corner of his mouth, An Ziran reveals a mocking smile, but because the fat on his face is too much, the curvature is not very obvious.

Walking into the hall, An Ziran saw two women dressed in plain clothes in front of the Lingbi. At the moment, there was only a plain scorpion on the head of the expensive hairpin hair accessories.

The two are the side rooms of An Changfu, that is, An Ziran’s two sisters Fang Junping and the four sisters Wang Qingyi. Since his death, the two have come to the hall every day, and the unsuspecting people thought that they loved safety. Fu, there is also a three-year-old mother Zheng Bi, I heard that there are still in the first three days, but I have not seen it today.

If it was the previous An Ziran, I might think so.

However, now standing in front of them is the change of the shell of An Ziran, a heart exquisite.

"Of, how come you came, is it ill?"

Wang Qingyi turned and saw An Ziran standing at the door. The obese body couldn’t notice it. It immediately revealed a look of concern and stood up and walked up to him.

"I am much better, four sisters." An Ziran looked at her calmly.

Wang Qingyi suddenly didn't know what to say. In the past few days, she always felt that An Ziran seemed to have changed her personality. The former An Ziran was a lazy person who did not learn anything. He was the eldest son of the family and often beat the next person. And if you don't feel good, you will lose your temper and it will be very difficult to serve.

Now, Wang Qingyi has a feeling that he can't say it. He feels that An Ziran seems to have opened up. Since the death of the old man and the big lady, he has almost no noisy, and the whole person is dead.

However, she did not study it too much. This change is not incomprehensible. After all, the most loved one is that her mother is dead. She has lost two relatives at once, and no one can be untouched.

Everyone feels that the change of An Ziran is normal.

At this time, Fang Junping came over. Her eyes were red because she just cried, but her expression was cold. She couldn’t see any emotions. When she saw An Ziran, she flashed a bit of disgust in her eyes, even though she was very concealed. Fast, but still captured by An Ziran.

Fang Junping said to him bluntly: "Since the illness is good, I will give you a scented scent. When they pass away, your eldest son has not given them a fragrance."

An Ziran faintly said: "I know, Ernie Niang."

After he finished, he walked past the two people. The servant who was standing next to the mourning hall immediately handed him the three-column incense. After receiving it, Anziran simply worshipped the two people. Although they are not their true parents, the surface effort still needs to be Do enough to avoid being caught by the handle.

After staying in the hall for nearly half an hour, An Ziran came out. Wang Qingyi seemed to wait for him outside and saw him immediately greet him.

Wang Qingyi saw that his face was white, and his forehead was still wearing a thin layer of sweat. It was probably that the disease that had fallen a few days ago was not completely good. He suddenly felt distressed: "You, this child, have not been able to go to rest, now You are the only man who can be the master of the family. It depends on you to settle down. You can't fall ill."

She said that she also took out a white puff to prepare to help him wipe the sweat, but was subconsciously avoided by An Ziran.

Wang Qingyi did not feel embarrassed or awkward, and then said: "Your mother's funeral is handed over to the four mothers, I must do it properly, let you marry the mother."

"Then trouble the four mothers, I will go back to the room first." An Ziran nodded.

Wang Qing looked at him and left him until he couldn't see his back. His face slowly sank. When the lord died, the only person who can be the master of the family is An Ziran. She has no children and no daughters. She can take care of this big one. tree.