Huaxi Chronicle

Xun family.

Yan Cong'an carefully observed the expression on Xun Fei's white face, and saw that she was shocked at first, then bewildered, and then became determined again.

There was no surprise or greed in those clear eyes.

Yan Cong'an was very thankful that he hadn't misjudged the person.

Xun Fei Baifang recovered from his thoughts, and heard Yan Cong'an's slightly teasing voice: "When Fei Bai finishes attending Chunwei, you have to trouble Fei Bai to look at the account books of those shops for me. I wonder if there is a problem."

Jingyan Cong'an mentioned that Xun Feibai also thought of Mipu's fake accounts, she said a little shyly: "It was just a coincidence last time, it is more appropriate for Cong'an to find a serious accountant to check."

Yan Cong'an saw that she was a little bit ashamed, and then smiled and said: "The owner is supposed to check the accounts, so there's no reason to check with the accountant. It's reasonable for Fei Bai to look at those account books now."

Hearing the deep meaning in her words, Xun Fei's white face was even more glowing, but what Yan Cong'an said made sense, as her current fiancée status, she should help Yan Cong'an share some of the burden, so she didn't shirk it and nodded Seriously: "After I finish the exam, I will check the account book for you."

Seeing her serious appearance, Yan Cong'an also stretched his brows and eyes, and felt happy.

Within two days, Yan Cong'an sent someone to negotiate with the neighbor next door to buy the house.Then, according to the plan of the two, a mason was hired to break through and rebuild the courtyard wall, and two nurses were arranged to live in the newly purchased house.

April sixteenth.

The anniversary of the death of Yan Guangxin and his wife.

Early this morning, Yan Cong'an went out after breakfast, picked up Xun Feibai and went to the Yan family's ancestral grave in the southern outskirts of the city.

Xun Feibai got into the carriage wearing a plain long gown, holding a package in his hand.

Yan Cong'an asked, "Fei Bai, what are you holding in your hand?"

Xun Feibai opened the package, took out the scriptures inside, handed them to Yan Cong'an, and said, "Copied a few scriptures in the past two days, I can burn them in front of the grave after a while, and do some merit."

Yan Cong'an looked at the "Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's Vows", "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Fundamental Vows Sutra", "Strictly Surrounding Mantra", "Great Compassion Mantra" and "Rebirth Mantra" in his hands, and only then did he notice the blue marks under Xun Feibai's eyes.I thought to myself that this person must have been busy copying scriptures these days, and hadn't had a good rest.

Yan Cong'an was relieved, but also a little dumbfounded.

She opened the secret compartment in the carriage, took out the scriptures inside, handed it to Xun Feibai, and said with a smile, "Look at what it is."

Somewhat confused about the situation, Xun Feibai took the scriptures, opened the first volume, and found that it was the one he had copied.She looked at Yan Cong'an in surprise, and said, "So that generous benefactor is you."

Yan Cong'an smiled and said, "On the day you gave Lin Zhu the money, I happened to be in Guangji Temple. It was also on that day that I entrusted Master Huiming to help find someone to write the scriptures for you. He copied the scriptures you copied. Show me the text, I saw your handwriting is beautiful and neat, so I agreed."

Xun Feibai thought about it for a while, and said with some doubts: "It's also because of me that you paid more money on purpose?"

Yan Cong'an smiled lightly: "It's because I heard the conversation between you and Cui Jiaze in the ruined temple that day. At that time, I thought, if you helped me, I'll help you once, as repaying the favor."

Xun Fei nodded knowingly, but he heard Yan Cong'an, and said again: "Who would have thought that a certain person would just get the money, and then he would save the beauty and give away the money."

Seeing her misunderstanding, Xun Feibai hurriedly explained: "I didn't save Lin Zhu that day because I was thinking of being a hero to save the beauty. You also know that my parents died long ago, and both of them died of illness. The extra money was used to bury her. It was the people from the tribe who pooled together the money, so I was able to buy her a coffin and bury her. That’s why I felt the same way when I saw Lin Zhu that day and helped her.”

Yan Cong'an originally thought that she helped Lin Zhu because of kindness, but he never thought about the reason behind it.Just by listening to him during those days, he knew that Xun Feibai was not having a good time.A trace of pity rose in her heart, she didn't continue to tease Xun Feibai, she just nodded and said: "That's how it is."

After driving for half an hour, the carriage arrived at the southern suburbs of the city.

The two came to the tomb, first cleaned up the weeds and dead branches beside the tomb, then placed offerings and lit joss sticks.

I haven't been here for three years, and when I came to the tomb again today, Yan Cong'an felt endless sadness and longing.After staring at the tombstone for a while, her eyes became a little wet.She hurriedly lowered her head, calmed down, put away her messy thoughts, and silently talked about the people and things she encountered in the past few years in her heart.

Seeing how sad she was, Xun Feibai walked slowly to Yan Cong'an's side, put his arms around her shoulders, put the belt in his arms, and leaned on her shoulders.

Yan Cong'an leaned obediently in Xun Feibai's arms, with her forehead slightly resting on his shoulder, listening to the steady and strong heartbeat in her ear, and talking to her parents about her acquaintance and acquaintance with Xun Feibai from the bottom of her heart. Engagement for a few days.

The faint scent of saponins lingers in the nose if there seems to be nothing, and the unprecedented peace of mind gradually replaces the sentimentality in the heart.

After the two worshiped Yan Guangxin and his wife, Yan Cong'an sent Xun Feibai back to Xun's house, and returned to the Yan's mansion without stopping.Tomorrow morning, I will leave for Binzhou, and there are still some things to be arranged at home, in case there are mistakes in my time away from Huaxi County.

As soon as Yan Cong'an stepped into the gate of Yan's house, he saw a person walking towards him.

This person is wearing a round neck and narrow sleeves with a straight body in cyan purple, with a loose collar and a belt tied casually around his waist.

Yan Hongjie returned to Yan's house after hanging out in the planting flower house until midnight yesterday. He didn't want to get up too early today, but he had an appointment with a few friends yesterday to go to a newly opened 'water tea shop' in the west of the city to have tea.

The newly opened "Water Tea House" in the west of the city is not an ordinary tea house or tea house, and the guests in the shop are not ordinary servants, but a group of young servants dressed in unique styles.

In the "Shui Tea House", if the guests are generous and willing to give up the yellow and white things, in addition to drinking tea, they can also enjoy the special performances of those handsome young men.

Yan Hongjie looked tired, yawned, and walked out the door.Looking up to see Yan Cong'an who had returned home, a smirk curled up on the corner of his mouth.

He took a step forward, blocked Yan Cong'an's way, and pretended to care: "Hey, isn't this my third younger sister who is sickly? Why did you come back from the outside? Can you still go out with your body? You should stay on the bed more often." It is."

Yan Cong'an raised his eyes and glanced at him, but Yan Hongjie couldn't see his goodness, and he ignored her displeased look, and then mocked: "I heard that a few days ago, the third younger sister made an appointment with a poor scholar lady , going out so early today, could it be that you are going to meet your girl in private."

"Tsk, tsk, it's a pity that the two women can make a name for themselves, and they can't have children after they get married. The third sister wanted to find a son-in-law so that she could share more of the family property, but Unexpectedly, Ah Weng found a girl for you, Mr. , it's a pity that the two of you will have no heirs in the future, how much property will Ah Weng give you."

"It's a pity, it's a pity, some people can't make money by stealing chickens."

Yan Cong'an didn't want to see his disgusting face, he wanted the treasure box to throw him away, but before he could say anything, he heard a deep male voice behind him.

"Third sister recruited a girl, it's normal to have no heirs, but I don't know that my elder brother has been married for many years, and there are many wives and concubines in the courtyard. Why can't I see someone who can lay eggs for you?"

When Yan Hongjie heard the words, he glared angrily at the person behind Yan Cong'an, opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know how to refute.

He is twenty-eight this year and has been married for many years. His wife, Hu Shi, has never had anything to do. In recent years, he has taken three concubines in a row, and no one has heard good news.Yan Hongjie was not in a hurry, and took a lot of soup and medicine in private, but it didn't work.

The matter of childlessness was originally a knot in his heart, which was always like a knot in his throat, and it hurt all the time.

Being mentioned in public now is like being slapped in the face in public.

The person who was talking to him was Yan Hongyuan, the eldest son of Sifang Yan Guangyi.The second in the family, two years older than Yan Cong'an.Yan Hongyuan got married the year before last, and his wife, Wang Shi, gave birth to two sons in three years.

Apart from the reason of the heirs, the father and son of the fourth house, Yan Guangyi, are law-abiding and respectful, which is more than a little bit better than the dandyism of the eldest house, Yan Guangxing and his son.Although Mrs. Yan valued concubines over concubines, she was not yet old and fatuous.In recent years, I have been thinking about supporting Sifang, and this year, I have handed over the management of the largest property in the family-Tea Mountain to Sifang.

On the surface, the fourth house, Yan Guangyi and his son, are now in the limelight, and the family dominates, while the long house is declining day by day.In private, the eldest room and the fourth room have 'constant exchanges', and there is a tendency for brothers to fight against each other.

Yan Hongyuan's words directly hit Yan Hongjie's painful leg, making him speechless.He glared at the two of them angrily, then flung his sleeves and left.

Looking at Yan Hongjie's distraught back, Yan Cong'an felt physically and mentally at ease.

She turned around and nodded slightly to salute, and called out: "Second brother."

Yan Hongyuan looked Yan Cong'an up and down. He had been at the tea house on the mountain last month. Since Yan Cong'an returned to Huaxi County, the two hadn't met. How are you doing these days? My brother has been busy with his affairs these past few days, and he has never taken time to get together with the third sister, don't blame the third sister."

Yan Cong'an looked at the smiling elder brother in front of him, and couldn't get together with the gloomy and usually silent boy in his memory.

She smiled lightly and replied: "I'm worried about my second brother Lao. The affairs of the village are important, and Cong An knows it, so why would I blame my brother?"

How could Yan Hongyuan not be able to hear the alienation in his words, but he didn't intend to make friends with Yan Cong'an at all, so he nodded with a smile and said: "I have something to look for, so I won't talk to Cong'an today, another day You and I, brother and sister, meet again."

Yan Cong'an smiled lightly and nodded in response.

The two said goodbye to each other and left, and went to the North Garden and East Garden respectively.

As soon as Yan Cong'an walked outside the gate of the south courtyard, a somewhat worn-out fabric ball rolled by his feet.The cloth ball is made of three or four kinds of coarse cloth stitched together, although it is a bit worn out, the stitches are smooth, and there are a few small animals embroidered on the ball, including tigers, dogs, and goats.It can be seen that the person who made this small cloth art ball has put his heart into it.

Yan Cong'an observed the opening of the cloth ball, and a small, squat figure came into view.