Chapter 1232 Too much

   After two years of retreat, she can finally rest, and Jing Jiaren’s spirit is rarely relaxed. After taking a bath last night and drinking Zhenshen Tang, Jing Jiaren slept very sweetly that night.

   In the early morning of the next day, if Honghong roared downstairs, Jing Jiaren would have missed the time to participate in the swearing-in meeting. She was startled by Honghong's roar, opened her eyes, and heard a smiling female voice asking, "Honghong, your master hasn't woken up yet?"

   Listening to the voice, it should be the dowry nanny brought by her mother from Zhang's house. Jing Jiaren called her Grandma Lvmian since she was a child.

Jing Jiaren got up quickly, took off the silk drape and put it on, pushed open the sliding door and walked to the balcony, leaning on the railing, and shouted to the grandmother Lvmian who was standing in the courtyard downstairs talking to Honghong: "Grandma Lvmian, it's so early. come over?"

  Lvmian is a grandma who looks in her 60s. She is wearing a dark green dress and her long white hair is meticulously combed.

  Lümian raised his head in a warm voice, seeing Jing Jiaren, his eyes suddenly showed love.

   As soon as she woke up in the morning, Jing Jiaren's three thousand blue silk was slightly messy draped behind her shoulders, which weakened her sense of coolness and added a little softness to a little girl. Looking at the woman who was getting slimmer and slimmer, Lv Mian's voice became soft involuntarily, "Beautiful lady, your mother asked me to come over and make you a bowl of Shun Pasta, which is a good sign."

   Compared with other super worlds, the divination continent that believes in divination is somewhat superstitious.

   They think it is a good sign to eat a bowl of smooth noodles before participating in big games and important occasions.

  Jing Jiaren smiled and sighed helplessly: "Mom is really superstitious, so I will trouble Grandma Lvmian."

"it is good."

  Jing Jiaren's thoughts flashed, the lock outside the door was automatically opened, and the green cotton was put in.

  Jing Jiaren returned to the room and entered the cloakroom.

   All of her dresses are black and red in the same style, and although the colors are the same, the styles are exquisite and elegant. Jing Jiaren chose a black dress with a tube top design, and an exaggerated camellia was tied on the chest.

   Such an exaggerated skirt, worn on Jing Jiaren, made her skin as creamy and her neck slender.

  Jing Jiaren was ready to serve, and when she went downstairs, the Shun Pasta was already cooked.

"Jiaren, come and eat." Lv Mian wiped her hands and stood beside the dining room. When Jing Jiaren finished eating the noodles, she took the bowl and entered the kitchen, saying, "Mama asked you to go to her place. She has something to tell you."

   "Okay, I'll go right now."

  Jing Jiaren got up, washed her hands, said goodbye to Honghong, and went to the patriarch's house.

  *

  Jing Jiaren's mother is called Zhang Zhanyi. She is a woman with a cold and beautiful temperament. From the back, she looks like Jing Jiaren who has been precipitated by the years.

Early in the morning, the maid placed clusters of freshly bloomed bouquets on the stone table. Mrs. Zhang chose a few from them and said, "Let's leave the rest." The Jing family has their own Lingcao Courtyard. Flowers are also cultivated. Every morning, the gardener will pick a batch of flowers before sunrise and send them all to the patriarch's house. After Zhang's selection, other spiritual flowers will be sent to other people's yards.

   Mr. Zhang pruned a bunch of magnolia flowers, placed them in a black jade plate, and decorated them with a rockery to complete a flower arrangement full of oriental charm. "Move this bunch of flowers to the patriarch's desk."

"it is good."

  As soon as the maid took away the bouquet, Mrs Zhang turned around and looked out of the courtyard door. Seeing the slender woman outside the door with a dusty temperament, a glamorous but touching smile appeared on her face. "Beautiful lady, come over and see Mommy."

  Jing Jiaren pushed the door and walked in, bypassing the Camellia Garden and coming to Mrs. Zhang. "Mother."

  Jing Jiaren sat down on the empty stool next to Mrs. Zhang, and casually picked up a thin bamboo and played with it. Mrs. Zhang stared at her movements and guided her in a soft voice. When Jing Jiaren finished playing with it, she looked at the thin bamboo in the green jade vase and commented: "Yes, the mood is there, but it's too full. "

   Mr. Zhang picked up the scissors and cut the bamboo branch on the left side of the thin bamboo seemingly at random. The artistic conception of the flower arrangement suddenly became elegant and delicate.

   "It's still a great mother." Jing Jiaren praised her heartily.

Mrs. Zhang shook her head, and she said earnestly and with a pun: "Oriental flower art pays attention to the beauty of artistic conception. If it is too much, it will look messy. The same is true of flower arrangements, and so is life." He added: "Beautiful lady, you are the thin bamboo in this bottle. Although you have grown tall and straight out of the dust, your life has been too smooth and you have never suffered setbacks. If you encounter a gust of wind, I am afraid you will not be able to bear it."

  Jing Jiaren understood, this was the intention of her mother to call her over to talk. "My mother wants to warn me not to rely on my talent and ability to be arrogant and despise other contestants?"

   Seeing that Jing Jiaren knows everything, Zhang was very pleased.

She nodded and replied: "Yes. You are my daughter, I know better than anyone, no matter how calm and calm you are outside, you are always arrogant deep down. Mom was very similar to you when she was young, and she always felt that I am one of the best in the world. But this day, it is very big, many are mountains outside mountains, people outside people."

"You are indeed talented in divination, but the contestants who can finally enter the divination event are not ordinary people? You have been retreating all these years, are the other contestants wasting their time? Beauty, always have to face the competition. If you have a sense of awe, you won't fall too badly, and I hope you can understand this truth."

   Mrs. Zhang has always been smart and has an exquisite heart. Jing Jiaren has been obedient to her mother's discipline since she was a child.

  The impact of Mrs. Zhang's remarks on Jing Jiaren was much greater than those of Jing Ruge's words yesterday.

  Jing Jiaren thought about it seriously, and then answered humbly: "Mom is right."

   Mrs. Zhang looked at the time and saw that there was plenty of time, so she chatted with Jing Jiaren again. "What was the harvest of this trip to the inner courtyard?"

  Jing Jiaren subconsciously replied: "Successfully found the "Divination Technique" is the biggest gain."

Zhang Shi smiled, gave her a long look, and then said: "What about other aspects? Haven't met any young men who fell in love? Me and your father, your aunt and your uncle are all in the inner courtyard. Know and love each other. For us, the inner court has a special meaning, and I thought you could also meet your beloved half in the inner court."

Jing Jiaren glanced at Mrs. Zhang angrily, then buried her head, and said in a self-deprecating tone, "The matter between me and Ye Qingyang has already spread throughout the three thousand worlds, who would dare to provoke this ruthless and unrighteous woman like me? "Jing Jiaren never planned to get married in her life.

When Mrs Zhang heard this, her heart ached, she held Jing Jiaren's hand in her palm and sighed: "After a long time, everyone will forget about this. By the way, in the inner courtyard, Ye Qingyang's child has no Are you deliberately bullying you?"

  Jing Jiaren shook her head, "He's not that kind of sinister villain."

   (end of this chapter)

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