No One Can Fight

Twilight and twilight are the rules that big families have.

But how to ask for peace, when to ask for peace, that is all flexible.

The rules of responding to the house are very loose.

What the old lady likes is that no matter which child, she has time to sit there.

If you are busy, I also enjoy quiet.

The whole family pinched a point and had nothing to look for.

You are not tired, she is tired.

What's more, there are housekeepers who work and go to school.

Every child has different things to be busy, so why make them busier for the so-called rules?

If she really misses which child, or if she has something to say, she asks someone to run, can she still come?

This is the case for the old lady, and the same is true for the Ying family.

When Ying Qianyun pinched Cui's busy schedule, he went to greet Cui's first.

After Cui's brain made up for the trembling concubine's fidgeting for a day, she finally came over to subdue her.

Didn't think too much.

Cui who was busy sent Ying Qianyun casually.

When Cui's got things at hand.

Turning around, I realized that Ying Qianyun was not going back.

Instead, he went to greet the old lady again, and had been chatting with the old lady for a long time.

The point is... Ying Qianyi is also here.

Cui's heart suddenly got a little bit unpleasant.

With the demeanor of being the mistress of the house, Cui hurried to the old lady Jifutang.

What I saw was Ying Qianyun and Ying Qianyi sitting on each side of the old lady.

The old lady's body was even more slanted towards Ying Qianyun.

It's not just the deviation of the sitting posture.

At this moment, the old lady was eagerly holding Ying Qianyun's hand with a big smile.

Ying Qianyun whispered something, and the old lady laughed again.

But Ying Qianyi, embarrassed, out of place, unable to interrupt.

It seems to be forgotten.

Ying Qianyi's situation at this moment is simply a copy of Ying Qianyun last night.

I couldn't get into any topic and didn't get any attention.

Yesterday, Cui's cleverly neglected Ying Qianyun.

As a result, Ying Qianyun directly used the same method to fight back today.

If the current situation is that Ying Qianyun's topic is too fascinating, Ying Qianyi is also fascinated.

But Cui clearly saw that his daughter wanted to interrupt, but he didn't know how to speak.

The children he taught were definitely not the kind of innocent and charming straw bales, let alone the flowers in the greenhouse.

Aristocratic ladies, language is their weapon.

All kinds of places that need to communicate are their battlefields.

It's not uncommon for someone to be unable to intervene for a while.

It is humiliating to be forced to create such a scene.

What embarrassed Cui was that this was Ying Qianyun's counterattack.

She was sure last night that she was a slightly clever concubine with insufficient strength.

Today Ying Qianyun slapped her in the same way.

It's not just fighting back yesterday's experience, but also fighting back Cui's self-righteousness.

Seeing her daughter suffer, Cui's heart immediately filled with distress and anger.

But the expression looking into the room is still kind and kind.

"What is Qianyun talking about?"

Cui interrupted everyone's conversation with a smile, while greeting the old lady.

The two girls naturally stood up and saluted Cui.

"Qianyun, come here to describe to me last year's Wanjin Festival in Fengzhou."

what is that?

Rao was also taken aback by the expression on Cui's face.

Ying Qianyi, who has been listening for a long time, immediately popularized science for his mother.

There is an ancient temple in Fengzhou, and there is a hundreds-year-old ginkgo tree in the ancient temple.

Fall is a grand occasion every year.

More than 70 years ago, a Zhizhou in Fengzhou called on local residents to grow ginkgo around the ancient temple.

Fifteen years later, the son of Zhizhou came to Fengzhou again to become Zhizhou.

He was greeted by a city full of dazzling gold.

The golden autumn sun shines on the golden leaves.

Ginkgo biloba all over the city became a golden glow.

In this overbearing October, no one can beat the beauty of ginkgo trees.

Obviously it is an ordinary tree planted by ordinary people.

But after many years, the beauty was like a miracle.

For this young and promising Zhizhou, this is more like a gift from a father to his son over fifteen years.

Cui also dug up this officialdom story from his memory.

But that was all fifty years ago.

The Cui family could roughly speculate that, because the city was full of ginkgo, the official tossed a million gold festival.

But so what?

In this era, there is a pure natural beauty everywhere.

Even the small road on the edge of the capital can make Ying Beiyi amazed.

Not to mention ginkgo trees that are everywhere.

Apart from other things, there is a very old ancient ginkgo in the capital, not to mention 500 years old.

Just this matter will make Qian Yi unable to insert his mouth? Will make the old lady so happy?

Ying Qianyun watched Cui sit down, then turned to continue talking to the old lady the details of the Wanjin Festival.

Yes, a nice attraction, a man-made festival in a small place.

It shouldn't have attracted such a high degree of attention from the old lady.

But who made the old lady have a good green memory there.

It is difficult to understand a person comprehensively.

But it is easy to understand the trajectory of a person.

Knowing that you graduated from A University, it is always right to talk to you about your alma mater.

Knowing that you have been in City B, it is always right to talk to you about local cuisine.

The same goes for Ying Qianyun. After learning that the old lady had been in Fengzhou for a year, he knew what the entry point for him and the old lady was.

She also went to the field to participate in the Ten Thousand Gold Festival.

I have to say that there is no scenery, and the masters of the ancient temple are also Taoist monks.

The festival is also quite interesting.

In modern times, it is estimated that it will be on the TOP list of domestic attractions that must be punched in this life.

Well in ancient times...

The road is not easy to walk, and there are no other local characteristics.

The popularity is really limited.

It was not easy to engage in tourism in ancient times.

With a common topic, it is still an information blind zone that Ying Qianyi does not understand at all.

With this advantage, Ying Qianyun still can't control the situation, it would be too embarrassing to the traverser.

After Cui sits down, Ying Qianyun continues to tell an interesting little story about the Wanjin Festival.

"The boy from the Lin family collected 99 Ginkgo biloba leaves of excellent quality, but chose the wrong size of the purse."

"I didn't have so many tricks back then." The old lady smiled, and urged the follow-up "And then."

"He wanted to change it to the right size, but it was the last day of the Ten Thousand Gold Festival, and the special purse was already sold out."

The old lady fantasized about the collapse and chaos of the teenager, and she felt Coke.

"So he ended up using a box to pack it. Anyway, the point is that the poem is full of ginkgo biloba. He believes the girl who received the gift can understand. But..."

"Oh?"

"Holding the box, he ran swiftly, and finally arrived within auspicious hours, but because he saw the figure of another man beside the girl, an excited foot stepped on a rock and fell. The wooden box in his hand flew out just right. It hit the man beside the girl."

"That man is..."

"The brother of the girl he likes."

On a festive holiday, I confessed to my sweetheart, but smashed my uncle’s head and asked what to do?

The old lady laughed again.

Ying Qianyun was beside him and was serving tea.

And slowly continued to a happy ending.

This million gold festival has been developed into a diversified festival.

On this day, everyone prays for blessings, drives away evil spirits, cures illnesses, and forms relationships... There are so many tricks.

Ying Qianyun grasped a single element and could make up a dozen stories with ups and downs.

Funny, touching, everything.

The wisdom of the ancients is not easy to underestimate, but it can be said about the brain...Don't compare with the modern people under the impact of information.

"Why would Qianyun go to Fengzhou?" Cui Shi couldn't intervene, grasping the point.

"Go Hundred Buddhas."

A custom of mutual communication between Buddhism.

Under Ying Qianyun's encouragement, the nunnery where she is located can be regarded as a collective dispatch.

But it has to be said in another way.

"Bodhi Temple is a small temple after all. Once I started walking the Hundred Buddhas, there were basically not a few people left in the temple. I am afraid that I took Madam Zhao and they might be more than the remaining nuns. They simply went together as good faith. "

Ying Qianyun looked at Ying Qianyi's gaze, revealing brightly.

[I have been out to meet the world, and you are still trapped in the capital] the sense of superiority.

Successfully critically hit the high-spirited fourth sister.

Cui gently held his daughter.

Looking at Ying Qianyun, his eyes were still gentle and loving.

"Qianyun, you just go out like this as a child, so no one has written a letter. What are the people taking care of you doing."

Two key points in one sentence.

The subordinate's dereliction of duty and Ying Qianyun's failure to inform the elders in the family.

[This is right. 】

Ying Qianyun was very satisfied with Cui's reaction and arbitrariness.

If Cui couldn't even deal with such a small scene, he would be the mother-in-law.

Ying Qianyun stood up gracefully.

Yingying's salute.

"I didn't notify the elders in the family, everything was Qianyun's fault. Mother Zhao and the others just did what they ordered."

The people around Ying Qianyun are loyal, it's no secret in Ying's family.

In order to make up for her, the old lady and the people whom Ying's father sent were all expressly saying that they would go to Qianyun in the future.

There is no second master.

This child can convince the crowd.

While talking, the moisture in Ying Qianyun's eyes came out.

"All these years, no matter what happened, I decided by myself..."

You threw me away and you want to control me?

Ying Qianyun took out the moral commanding heights and wandered around.

Successfully choked Cui's caring blame for being a "mother" in his throat.

"That time, it was at Bodhi Temple, with the Hidden Spirit View and the Jinghong Escort, so it was safe."

There is a way, there is a Buddha, there is a escort.

It's really safe.

"You kid..."

Following these words, Cui Shi switched to the motherly guilt route.

Ying Qianyun immediately interrupted Cui's performance.

Although his eloquence is good, Cui has experience and standpoint.

As a junior, I will suffer no matter how much I speak.

The correct way is to overturn the current board and start another game.

In a game, Cui couldn't play, but he didn't have time to take care of himself.

"Besides, there are some dangerous things in the world, and you have to go out to see them. Only when you have seen them and understood, you will be prepared in your heart."

This topic successfully attracted the attention of the three people present.

What sinister world?

Ying Qianyun wore an expression of "how could anyone in the world be so bad".

He described what he saw.

The oppression of innocent people by the wealthy family.

Strongly buy and sell the other side's fertile land.

Forcibly buy each other's heirlooms and so on.

Ying Qianyun's eloquence is very good, and it was said that Ying Qianyi, the person who was at a loss, couldn't help but bring a feeling of anger.

From the perspective of the victim, express dissatisfaction with the powerful.

The old lady and Cui were calm.

The story is well told.

But based on their experience, they can completely refute Ying Qianyun's words. Is this sinister in the world?

This is where and where.

"Occupying other people's fertile land, it is not easy to cultivate the land. Instead, they are circled to create a variety of bells and whistles."

"It took countless gold and silver jewels to sculpt, and the garden is beautifully repaired, but it's just that the master's house occasionally comes to stay. This is really..."

It sounds too much.

Ying Qianyidu subconsciously nodded slightly.

Cui Shi and the old lady were sighing, so what.

There will be no results when this kind of thing is reported.

Good land? Whether the field is good or not, no one has the final say.

Take over? Did you give me money? Has the contract been written? How can it be considered a misappropriation of silver goods?

The old lady listened casually, but Cui raised the alarm.

She didn't dare to look down upon this concubine anymore.

Ying Qianyun suddenly changed from a small holiday story to what he saw on the road, saying this must be of use.

Sure enough, Ying Qianyun said indignantly the news he "heard" by chance.

A series of suspicious-looking "manor" names were reported.

Cui immediately froze when he heard one of the names.

That is her natal garden!

"Old Madam, Madam, Fourth Sister, don't worry, this is a cycle of heaven. Those who should come and can't run away."

Ying Qianyun focused on Cui's.

"Qianyun deserves to have practiced Buddhism for so many years. He has a thorough understanding of the theory of cause and effect."

Ying Qianyun thinks if I translate it.

Cui's words should be true.

[Little **** who do you curse. 】

[I want to scare me with a few lines of heavenly principles, huh, naive. 】

"It says so in the Buddhist scriptures, but I personally think that if people can report things, why bother to God."

Ying Qianyun looked at Cui with a smile.

The smile on his face is so innocent.

"It is said that it is difficult to settle the case of occupying fertile land as a manor. But if...this manor overruns it?"

Since the beginning of the Zhou Dynasty.

China governs the world with etiquette.

The most intolerable thing the superiors can't tolerate is the arrogance of status.

Moreover, whether you overstep the system or not is more obvious than whether or not to take over, and there is no way to refute it.

The plot is serious, and it is not impossible to rob the family and destroy the clan.

"I also heard what the adults from the Supervision Department said."

And made a small comment.

Order several subordinates to cooperate with fishing law enforcement.

The three words of the Supervision Department came out.

Cui's can no longer be treated as ordinary rumors.

Ying Qianyi, who was next to him, saw for the first time the expression on his mother's face except for the calm and calm expression.

The expression called Panic clearly appeared on Cui's face.

Even if it is fleeting, it is an incredible existence for Ying Qianyi.

The so-called concern is chaos.

When you can't accept the most serious consequences of an event.

You cannot ignore the worst possibility.

Even if there are countless reasons flashing in Cui's heart.

Dad brother will not be so confused.

If something serious happened at home, she wouldn't know how to wait.

She didn't even think about sitting here anymore and broke with a concubine.

This is the effect that Ying Qianyun wants.

"Aying, you can take Qianyi down, and Qianyun will eat with my old lady today."

The old lady opened the scene and transitioned the scene, giving Cui the steps to leave.

"Yes, mother."

Cui's face still matches the gentleness of the mistress.

It's just that the pace is slightly faster.

There is no such thing as polite and hypocritical to ask Ying Qianyun to take good care of his grandmother.

Waiting for everyone to leave.

The old lady patted Ying Qianyun's hand gently.

"You."

The child is too sharp.

Judging from the old lady's house fighting experience, Ying Qianyun should have endured it.

Her marriage is still in Cui's hands.

But this reminder is limited to this.

She is the Dinghai Shenzhen in the back house of Ying's house.

This kind of microwave ripple is not something she will intervene.

The author has something to say:

Walking the Hundred Buddhas or something is fabricated by the author, just as the custom of the overhead world has it.