Nan's face was flushed with smoky dryness.
Chu Yunyao and Bao'er looked at each other, pursed their lips, and secretly smiled...
After Nan's mother left, Nan Yan sat down discouraged, "Ever since I was scolded by Aunt Li in public last time, my mother was afraid that I would be humiliated in public again, so she just let me lock myself in the embroidery room to make a cheongsam. I was not even allowed to do work like measuring the size, for fear that I would be caught again like last time..."
Nanyan lowered her eyes sourly: "I'm the one who got hurt, and they are also frightened."
Bao'er said in relief: "How can you blame you for this matter, besides, it's all over, Mr. Wen doesn't care, so don't always take it to heart."
Chu Yunyao nodded: "You want to study, does uncle know?"
"I know." Mentioning Wen Tingyun, Nan Yan's delicate face came back to life, smiling like a flower: "Of course he respects my decision, but he can't convince my parents."
Chu Yunyao pondered for a moment, then said: "Actually, I can completely understand your parents' feelings. It's not easy for your whole family to get together, and you have a decent home. They are also very satisfied with my uncle.
At such an old age, they don't care about how much money they can make or how well they can do business. They only look forward to family harmony, children and grandchildren around their knees, and enjoy family happiness.
Actually, I don't really agree with you going out to study. "
Nan Yan didn't expect that Chu Yunyao would also oppose her, so she asked puzzledly, "Why?"
Chu Yunyao touched Nan Yan's unparalleled beauty and said, "Your face is easy to cause trouble, and it is really inappropriate to show your face in public. What's more, almost all the swingers in Jincheng know your face. Once those people have evil thoughts, it's no joke.
I suggest that you borrow textbooks and go home to study on your own. If you can’t learn it, then ask a teacher to teach you about it. What do you think? "
Nan Yan pondered for a moment, then nodded, "You're right, it's really better not to appear in crowded places with my face, although I'm upright, I can't stand other people's tricks. .”
Chu Yunyao touched the bright red wedding dress in front of her, "This wedding dress is really well made. Although Yunlai Pavilion is in the expansion stage, the management of Yunlai Pavilion is already on the right track. After getting married, you and Uncle doesn't have to be so busy, he has a month to give you a wedding leave.
At that time, I will come to see it every day, and take care of things here by the way. "
Several people chatted for a while, Chu Yunyao was about to take Bao'er up to say goodbye, when Wen Tingyun happened to come.
"Yunyao, come with me to the study." Wen Tingyun greeted Nanyan, and impatiently led Chu Yunyao to the study.
Sitting at the desk, Chu Yunyao looked at Wen Tingyun who was rummaging through the cabinet, and asked, "Uncle, what are you looking for? Are you planning to give me something?"
Wen Tingyun turned out a thick book and placed it in front of Chu Yunyao: "This is a relic left by your mother. It took me a lot of effort to ask someone to get it for me. I doubt you The mother's death was not due to dystocia and hemorrhage at all."
Chu Yunyao's expression didn't fluctuate much: "Do you suspect that those concubines murdered mother?"
Even the servants of the Governor's Mansion are clear about spoiling concubines and destroying wives, so it must be impossible to hide it even if they want to.
However, Wen Tingyun shook his head: "No, your mother liked to read books when she was alive, she wrote elegant lowercase letters, and she especially liked to excerpt poems, almost all of the poems in this book were excerpted by her, but there are a few pages in the back that are covered with paste Yes, I opened it and took a look, and it recorded her own mood essays."
Wen Tingyun opened the last torn page and pointed it to Chu Yunyao: "She said that someone couldn't tolerate her anymore. In order not to implicate the Wen family, she decided to bear it alone, but it hurt the child in her stomach... .”