Chapter 217: The Two Families Can Be Counted as Closer

Nan Baoyi jumped off the swing: "Second brother, I'm going back to Songheyuan!"

She had to go and see what the elders were talking about.

At this time, Songheyuan Flower Hall.

After Nan Yan heard Huang's words, her face was pale and she was on the verge of falling.

The Cheng family actually wanted to resign her marriage and marry Nan Baoyi instead?

Why? !

Just because she went to Xue's Biezhuang for a banquet last night?

But in the final analysis, she didn't go because of Cheng De's invitation?

This proves that she takes Cheng De seriously!

She looked at Huang Shi anxiously, "Auntie, did you misunderstand what happened last night?"

"Misunderstanding?" Huang sneered, "Your aunt's funeral, but you rushed to the banquet to seduce the rich and powerful, is it not filial? You have no money but still rent jewelry to dress yourself, is it not vanity? You and Erlang in the middle of the night Is it shameless to ride in the same car? After all, it is from the outside world, although the talent is famous outside, but it will not be in the hall of elegance after all!"

Those words were like a slap in the face, hitting Nan Yan hard on the face.

Tears rolled down, and the inch-long nails pinched the palm of his hand until it was bloody.

ten years...

Since she was sensible, she has worked hard to accumulate fame and participated in countless banquets, and finally won the name of a talented woman with her humble status as an outsider.

However, just because her mother died and she didn't obediently fulfill her filial piety at home, her reputation as a talented woman, her appearance and wisdom, and all the reputation she had accumulated through hard work, were completely destroyed...

Even the marriage that she had worked so hard for had disappeared.

She staggered a few steps back and supported Huaji so that she didn't fall in embarrassment.

Regardless of her face, Huang turned to the old lady with a smile, "Mr. Nan, we are here to propose marriage to Jiaojiao sincerely. She is a good girl. She is beautiful, intelligent, well-educated, and cute. Our family Erlang likes it so much!"

The old lady lowered her eyelids and rubbed her forehead in disgust.

After a while, she refused and said, "Although the Nan family is a merchant, it is also a merchant who wants face. Our daughter is not a carrot in the vegetable field. You can let you pick and choose and make fun of marriage. Madam Cheng, please go back. Bar,

From now on, you and my family will never talk about marriage. "

The maid immediately took away the tea from Mrs. Huang's hand and replaced it with a cup of soup boiled with licorice.

Treat guests with tea and order soup to see them off.

Serving soup is the meaning of seeing off guests.

Huang's face was ugly.

She tightened her wide sleeves, and turned to Cheng Yerou with a forced smile, "Yerou, you are now Jiaojiao's aunt, if you agree to the marriage between Jiaojiao and Erlang, our two families will be considered as close-"

"Sister-in-law be careful." Cheng Yerou said softly, "There are countless noble girls from the official family in Jinguan City, so why do you choose girls from the Nan family? I don't know, I thought you were the majestic prefect's mansion, coveting the dowry of the girls from the Nan family Woolen cloth."

Huang was completely annoyed by being exposed.

With her wide sleeves covered, she stood up with a "bao".

After taking two steps outside, she turned around and picked up the licorice soup, and deliberately poured it on the ground in front of the female family members of the Nan family as if offering sacrifices.

She snorted coldly and walked away.

Jiang shi chuckled: "The majestic wife of the eunuch has no courage at all."

She beckoned, and the two maids immediately cleaned up the ground.

The old lady glanced at Nan Yan who was crying, and said lightly: "You all go down, I have something to say to Nan Yan."

After Jiang and the others left, Nan Yanhong kneeled respectfully in front of the old man with teary eyes.

She raised her head, her face was full of admiration, and her voice was delicate and charming: "Grandmother..."

"You know, I haven't liked your aunt all these years." The old lady said in a deep voice, "When your father engaged the Song family, I specially called your aunt to the mansion and gave her 20,000 taels of silver. Ask her to leave Jinguan City and go to other places to make a living. She accepted the money and promised well, but in the blink of an eye she hooked up with your father again. Such dishonesty is really despicable."

Nan Yan whispered: "My aunt was born in three schools and nine streams, and she has never studied, so she is a bit petty in doing things. Please don't blame grandma."

"You have read the book, but the Qingcheng Mountain Sangtian incident is not your handwriting?"

The old man's voice was very calm, and he didn't even mean to question him.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Nan Yan's back.

She raised her head cautiously and looked at the old man in disbelief.

It turned out that she knew about the Sangtian incident in Mount Qingcheng, and it was her handwriting.

She muttered: "Did Nan Baoyi tell grandma? Grandma, she wronged me..."

The old lady kept her secret.

She spent a lot of money to buy this news from Bai Xiaosheng.

She said lightly: "Don't worry about how I know, you just need to know that our Nan family doesn't owe you anything anymore."

"Grandmother!" Nan Yan burst into tears, hugging her legs weakly and helplessly, "It's also your granddaughter, but you have never held Yan'er in your arms for so many years, and you have never hugged her during festivals and festivals." I was reunited with Yan'er... my granddaughter was wronged! My aunt and I don't have any feelings at all, and I have real respect for my grandmother!"

She cried very hard.

Because she knew that if she wanted to continue to stay in Nan's house, she had to please this old woman.

The old lady kept her face cold: "Don't worry, I didn't call you in to settle accounts with you."

Nan Yan was stunned.

The old lady said slowly: "Boss Dong, the rice shop on the East Street, has received favors from my Nan family. He is now in his twenties, handsome and handsome, has not yet married a wife, and his family has little property. I will buy you a dowry and let you marry into his family. From now on, live a good life with him."

Nan Yan sat on her knees and shook her head desperately.

Tell her to marry the owner of the rice shop? !

She is a well-known talented woman in Jinguan City, how can she marry the owner of the rice shop? !

Others will look down on her!

Aunt Ji ignored her crying and making noise, and signaled the servant girl to drag her out.

The flower hall gradually became quiet.

Nanny Ji rubbed the forehead of the old lady herself, and said softly: "You have broken your heart for the younger generation."

"After all, it is the blood of the third child, what can I do?" The old lady sighed, "Boss Dong is honest and kind, and will not treat her harshly. It is her blessing to marry him. I am afraid that she will not only refuse to accept With my good intentions, I still want to resent me for hindering her future!"

"You have done everything you can to arrange a marriage for her. If she doesn't appreciate it, she can't blame you."

Dappled.

The old lady raised her hand wearily, motioning for Nanny Ji to step back.

She looked at the two rows of height marks beside the red lacquer fan for a while, and her eyes gradually softened.

Slowly, she looked outside the house.

There is a loquat tree outside the house, which was planted by the old man himself when he was still alive.

More than 20 years have passed, and now the loquat tree is as graceful as a cover.

The loquat flowers that have fully bloomed this winter are shaking all over the ground in the spring breeze.

She listened to the wind, looked at the tree, thought of her granddaughters, and the old man who passed away, and her heart gradually became very gentle and peaceful.