Die Meng Wencai

Zhu Yingtai finally got her wish and married into the Liang family. Although Xie Daoyun was happy for her, but because she couldn't come in person during the filial piety period, she had to send a congratulatory gift, but Ma Wencai watched the ceremony silently.

"For their marriage, why should the young master come in person?"

The round little Ma Tong had also grown up back then, and as his young master got a real official position and continued to make meritorious service, his status has also risen.

"Just to take a look, I didn't expect Liang Shanbo to be so shabby."

He must not do things like this hastily for a lifetime, not to mention that Yi'er is from a noble family now, the dowry should be prepared now, and when Yi'er is twelve or thirteen years old, he will come to propose marriage immediately, and he must not be preempted by others.

It's just that knowing that she is in this world, but not being able to see each other is really tormenting. I remember she said that lovesickness wears people down, and it is true. This "one inch of lovesickness and one inch of gray" is painful, but it is also sweet.

"Wen Cai, your Uncle Wang is here, come and pay a visit."

It was Uncle Wang Zhuoran, and it was with his help that Liang Shanbo regained his scholarship and married Zhu Yingtai. In the future, he would have to rely on Zhu Yingtai to meet Yi'er.

"Wen Cai pays his respects to Uncle Wang."

"Haha, Wencai has become more and more stable. It's just that a real man has a career and a family, but your father is looking forward to having a grandson?"

"Uncle Wang, don't worry, Wencai already has someone he likes, but she is still young and needs to wait."

"Oh?" "Wen Cai, whose girl do you like?"

Both elders cheered up, Ma Wencai didn't want to talk about it at first, for fear that if Wang Ningzhi found out, he would never see Yi'er again, but Wang Zhuoran has some strength in the court, maybe he will need his help in the future.

"It's a girl from Langya Wang's family."

"The Royal Family of Langya?"

"Yes, she is Wang Ningzhi's eldest daughter."

As soon as he said this, both the prefect Ma and Wang Zhuoran were stunned, and they were all in a bad mood. Wang Ningzhi's eldest daughter, not to mention her good background, was also too young, as if Not even two years old?

"Wen Cai, isn't this age too bad..."

"Uncle Wang, I have already confirmed that she is the one I am waiting for. I will not marry anyone but her."

"But……"

"Zhu Yingtai has married Liang Shanbo as she wished, and Wencai believes that there is no gap in the world that cannot be bridged. I am willing to wait for her to grow up."

The Wang family was very quiet during the filial piety period, and even Wang Huizhi, who liked to go out to be chic, refrained from his behavior. Wang Ningzhi and his brothers lived in a hut in front of their mother's grave, and their lives were hard.Fortunately, he has been a vegetarian for a long time, copying scriptures, reading and practicing calligraphy every day, except for the poor living conditions, it is not much different from being at home, except that the little people are not close by, which is a little unaccustomed.Fortunately, although the daughter is young, she has a good memory and has not forgotten his father. When she was crying and wanted to find him, the servants hugged him for a while at noon.But children grow up really fast, a little girl who is less than four years old can avoid the servants and run out to find him. Fortunately, her mother is buried in Lanzhu Mountain, not far from home, that's the case, he The little heart is also a little stimulated.

"Yi'er, remember to take your servants with you when you come here in the future, what if something happens along the way?"

"Father, Yi'er remembered it."

"If you write it down, you are not allowed to commit another crime. Come here and kowtow to your grandmother."

Anan was taken by him to kowtow in front of his grandmother's tomb, as long as the weather was fine, she would come and kowtow every time, she was used to it, the ancients paid great attention to this, and later generations were too impetuous in the end.Afterwards, she sat next to the little one and practiced calligraphy. She had practiced brush calligraphy in her previous life, and it was very easy to learn. Due to the limited strength of her wrist, she could not write very well, but the structure was neat.But Wang Ningzhi was still dissatisfied, and sometimes she had to copy a single character twenty to thirty times, but the effect was obvious. After a few months, when the filial piety was over, the characters she wrote were three points like Wang Ningzhi.

After passing the filial piety period, Wang Ningzhi had the opportunity to take a good look at his eldest son who was over two years old. His outline vaguely resembled his appearance, but his eyebrows and eyes resembled his mother's.The son of the Wang family has always been outstanding, and this child is no exception, but this first child was adopted by his eldest brother who died young, so he can no longer be called Daddy in terms of name.

"Qiqi, quickly call Second Uncle."

Because he was born on the night of Chinese Valentine's Day, his baby name was Qiqi. As a result, his son didn't feel familiar when he saw him when he was young.

"Daddy, here you are."

Yi'er handed over a small dish of popcorn, Wang Ningzhi squeezed one and brought it to his son's mouth, the little guy immediately regained his energy, opened his mouth and swallowed it, this time he stretched out his hand to hug him again and agreed.Being a father for the second time, I have more experience than before. The way I hugged the little guy was very comfortable, and I didn’t make a fuss, but I still thank you for the popcorn. My hands are sticky, which must be wrapped in stone honey. This kind of sweetness No wonder the little guy loves to eat.

"Father, this popcorn gets angry after eating too much, just feed him a few to satisfy his hunger."

"Then take it down, and don't let him see it."

Yi'er asked someone to take the plate, snuggled up beside her father, and looked at her younger brother lovingly. This was what Xie Daoyun and his sister-in-law saw when they came in.Although the eldest sister-in-law He couldn't take Qiqi away directly, she had already recognized him as her son in her heart, and she often came to connect with each other. She was also happy that the filial piety period had finally passed, and the second brother and second younger sibling would soon be born again. At that time, Qiqi belonged to her alone.

"Ningzhi has met the sister-in-law" "One by one, I have met my mother, and I have met my uncle."

For so many years, Yi'er has known for a long time that she has two baby names. The first character her father taught her to write was "Yi", and told her that her baby name was "Yi Ren", while others called her "Yi Yi", so Except when calling himself Yi'er to his father, he calls himself Yi Yi at other times.

"Yiyi, my aunt has made new clothes for you, come and try them on."

Apart from filial piety this time, the atmosphere of the whole family is different. The female relatives began to wear bright clothes again. Quju is no longer popular now. The female relatives like to wear miscellaneous skirts or skirts, especially for a small person like her. Ruqun is more beautiful and cute, so what my aunt sewed for her is a light yellow one covered with red gauze.

"I like it one by one, thank you uncle."

Xie Daoyun also praised the color of the clothes, which made them more and more beautiful, but Wang Ningzhi looked at her a little distracted, and when she finally left, she seemed to be running away.Returning to the long-lost study room, he took out the portrait he had drawn. He was accompanied by Yi'er, and he was very satisfied to see her every day, but he couldn't remember what she used to be like.

"Father, who is this man?"

For some reason, when she saw the person in this painting, she couldn't help but feel pain in her heart, as if it was sore, but she heard her father ask: "Yi'er, is she beautiful?"

Because I guessed that she was my father's old love, I felt sorry for A Niang, and couldn't help but reply: "It's beautiful, but A Niang is also beautiful, and Yi'er is also beautiful!"

One sentence made Wang Ningzhi laugh out loud, and even said, "Yes, yes, Yi'er is also very beautiful." Now she is more than four years old, a small beauty, with big round eyes, full of delicacy and innocence. Small slapped face, chubby, really cute and tight, hugged her and kissed her hard, but she was disgusted by the beard piercing.

"Why does Dad have a beard?"

"Men should grow beards at my father's age, so they look stable and reliable."

"But it looks old, Yi'er likes Dad like that."

Yi'er pointed to the portrait that was painted for him back then, oil painting!She is also good at it, but it is precisely because she saw this painting when she was a child that now she obediently learns ink painting from A Niang, not daring to show the slightest complacency.