MTL - Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan-Chapter 12 Grandmother, husband and wife, child, this is a lucky family (2)

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Wang’s face was sunburned and ignored. Hualan had a slight disdain. The old lady was watching the only Shengminglan who had not spoken. She was looking at Molan in a foolish way, and her heart was sighing.

After a few words in the east, Wang slowly brought the topic to Hualan’s rituals. Without saying a word, Mrs. Sheng sent a message to let her mother have breakfast here, splitting two tables and one table in the main room. Three adults eat, one table at a time, and the children eat together.

Breakfast came up, unexpectedly simple, even Ming Lan, who did not understand the situation, felt a bit shabby. A large porcelain plate contained white **** and sesame oil rolls, plus white glutinous rice porridge, and several Side dishes.

Ming Lan looked up and saw that Changbai’s brother looked like he had apologized. Chang Feng and Molan looked like chopsticks for dinner. Hualan and Rulan Qiqi smashed their mouths. Although the movement range was different, the angle was exactly the same.

Ming Lan was slowly eating and serving, remembering the breakfast that had been eaten in the wife's house these days, lotus root honey cake, creamy loose stuffed cake, fried cake, meat rosin garlic flower roll, honey juice ball, date Glutinous rice porridge, red rice porridge, bacon steamed egg, bird's nest stewed egg, dried silk and stir-fried beef chop, sesame oil salad with bacon, and sixteen kinds of small dishes made of assorted pickles and eight treasure boxes...

The big family said that they didn't talk about food, not to mention that their brothers and sisters came from three different manufacturers. Before that, they didn't even say a few words. At this time, they only heard the chopsticks lightly.

After eating breakfast, Sheng Hao hurried to Shangyu, Wang returned to his yard, and several children were picked up by different mothers after eating. The mother responsible for Minglan had not come yet, Minglan jumped. I went to the door and looked at the door. She didn't dare to go for a strange place, but it shouldn't matter if I walked along the corridor of the door.

The buildings in the north are different from the south. The tall columns and the slate benches of the Founder are not so delicate and delicate, but the atmosphere is clear. Minglan holds the wall and looks at it. I don’t know how many turns have been made. After a few rooms, the more I watched, the more I shook my head. The house is empty and simple. In addition to the necessary furniture, there is no gold jade antiques. The servants are mostly old. Only a few little hoes are being washed and washed, watching the shavings in other places, in the yard. No flowers, no wood, just a simple pruning, the door is quite degraded, and it is a bitter cold kiln.

Ming Lan thought: It seems that the rumor is true.

The old lady of the Shengfu was born with courage and arrogance. She was arrogant when she was young. She liked to toss in her early years. She was said to have offended her husband and her family. Later, the grandfather died, and she kept her sex. After the grandson's wife, Sheng Sheng's industry, she did not leave it to Sheng Sheng, but she did not have much money left.

She sang Buddha to eat fast, and was isolated from the world. The whole people of Shou'antang also went out together. The usual meals were simple, the errands were not oily, the days were light, and even the courtyard gates were closed for a while. It seemed to be completely isolated from the popularity. When they came, the people were not willing to go to Shou'antang, so the people who called here were the old people who accompanied the old lady.

Ming Lan concluded: the unpopular unit, the benefits are not high, the welfare is thin, the leadership is not enterprising, and the staff lacks enthusiasm.

Going to another corner, Minglan suddenly smelled a familiar scent, and she stayed at once. It tasted like the deepest part of her memory. She had planned to forget the past. She came to the doorway with the aroma. Pushing the door, a small room, directly opposite is a long red sandalwood case with only a few scrolls on it, and two left-handed stools to the left, next to a Lingzhi-style rosewood square table. Going inside, Minglan saw a small Buddhist buddha, hanging on the autumn scented Wujinyun embroidered gauze. Below is a fragrant case, with white jade and four ears in the middle, Dingzhong is slowly burning. Cigarettes, Minglan smelled sandalwood, and there was one on each side of Xiangtai. Below the middle is a futon. It turned out to be a built-in Buddhist temple.

On the fragrant table, a small white jade Guanyin was enshrined. Ming Lan looked up and saw that the Guanyin dignified and awe-inspiring, but the eyebrows were merciful, as if they had seen the suffering of the world, Ming Lan suddenly had a hot eye and could not help but shed tears. . She remembered that Yao Ma had bought a pendant of Jade Goddess before she went to the countryside. She went to the temple to open the light, and she taught her daughter to take it, so that she would be safe. At that time, Yao Yiyi was impatient to listen to his mother, and hurriedly climbed the car. Now he wants to hear it.

Now recalling that before she lost her consciousness, she vaguely remembered that someone was driving the door. It seems that the person who saved them came. I wonder if the judge and his colleagues were rescued? Is it only her one who has lost her job? When she thought of this, she was sorrowful and angry. After the grief and anger, she was ruthless. Afterwards, she was negative. She did not have the will to live.

She thinks that God is guilty of her. If death is doomed, then she should also be born in a better body. Why Hualan Rulan or even Molan can be very charming, but she has to start again. Struggling for life? She wants to be familiar with this strange world, to please Wang, who is not her biological mother. It is estimated that it is inevitable to swallow, and it is normal to suffer some grievances. Learn to look at people's faces and re-learn the survival skills of ancient women.

Here, it is not a world suitable for women to survive.

A long time ago, when I watched "Blue Life and Death Love", my friends died for the fate of Enxi's ups and downs. Yao Yiyi alone sympathized with that love. Under the law of the heroine, Enxi looked so beautiful and kind, but his beloved but there was The mind is mean and mean, everyone's emotions are on the side of Enxi, but everyone ignores a problem: Born in a wealthy family, Missy should be a beloved, she was born to belong to that warm and comfortable family, and Enxi I would have lived in that dirty and bad shop and grew up, being deceived by my brother and enduring the temper of my mother.

In Yao Yiyi's view, it is the unfair treatment of the beloved. If the beloved grows up in the warm environment of everyone's care, she may not need to grow up with a sloppy temper, because of this unfortunate experience, she Even if I return to my parents in the future, I will be separated from my mother and cannot be as close as my mother and daughter. Who is going to count this love account?

Seeing that the last male and female protagonists both died, Yao Yiyi even thought viciously. Enxi seems to be destined to go to the house to collect debts. She is definitely dying because of leukemia. She has not only obtained a happy life that she did not belong to her for more than ten years. He also brought the only son of the adoptive parent into Huangquan, and the child who finally stayed in the obligation of the foster parent was only left with the love that had never been loved.

Enxi is of course very pitiful. Is it loveless?

Now Yao Yiyi is also like this. Her original life was stolen and replaced with the life of a poor girl. If she was born in a girl with a thousand pets, then she might be very guilty, but after a few temptations She will accept it, but the current situation is a retrogression in history.

Although her original life was not served by her mother-in-law, her life was free. She had already passed the college entrance examination and job hunting. The first level of hard life has passed. She has a good job and a warm family. Two days before the mudslide occurred, Yao Ma also called to say that she had a good job waiting for her to go back to the blind date. As long as there was no incident of dog blood in a car accident such as a small breastfighter, she would be like ordinary girls, ordinary and fulfilling. lifetime.

And now the little girl of Minglan, the mother is a small sister, and is dead, it is estimated that this time is waiting for reincarnation, the old man has three men and four women, it seems that they do not particularly like this prostitute, there is also a There is no aunt who is planning to be a Virgin. The advantage is that she does not need to take the exam to test the civil service title. The downside is that her future husband candidate has no right to express her opinion. In the future life, she can only take chances. In the future, she can't find the police. She wipes her own safflower oil. Xiao San Xiao Si and even Xiao N can not be noisy, and she is a sister of 'Xian Hui'. Her husband’s poor and wretched nature can’t go on, and can’t go to court.

Oh, yes, and worse, she may not even be able to get a good house. The prostitute has always been a good material to do.

Such a challenging life is how Yao Yiyi is willing.

But she can only be willing.

She learned how her mother used to be a Buddha. She respectfully bowed in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva, folded her hands together, and prayed sincerely, praying that the mother of the world, Kangtai, would not care about her daughter; from today, she would also care about food and vegetables. I care about rivers and mountains, and work hard to live.

The hot tears rushed out, and she whimpered silently. The tears ran down the slightly thin face and dripped on the light cyan futon. Some of them infiltrated, some fell to the ground, mixed with dust. In one, the morning light shines through the silk screen of the lotus, and the brilliance is clear and the soft light is bright.

Ming Lan’s small body fell on the futon, and her heart was quiet and peaceful. She prayed from the heart and sincerely, wishing the Guanyin Bodhisattva compassion, seeing all the five connotations, all the bitterness, wishing for no trouble, no hindrance Therefore, there is no horror, and it is far from reversing the dream.