The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

"Sister is telling the truth?!" Zhuang Hanming instantly became excited: "I won't say it out loud, elder sister has to say what she says." Then he said sternly: "If I learn martial arts, I will definitely not let my elder sister be bullied."

Han Yan's eyes warmed, her heart moved, and she said in her mouth, "Protecting yourself is the best reward for your sister. It's just that you have to endure hardships to continue practicing martial arts. Don't give up halfway."

"I won't." Zhuang Hanming suddenly thought of something and asked, "I heard Ji Lan said that Dad just came here, what did you say?"

Brother Zhuang Shiyang and her quarrel also knew that, Han Yan shook her head: "It's nothing, I just want us to meet Zhou who is going to enter the door tomorrow."

"You agree?" Zhuang Hanming said in disbelief, "Sister, this is impossible, we only have one mother."

"Don't talk about it." Han Yan hurriedly interrupted him, and there were ears on the wall: "You don't understand, listen, don't mention this in front of your father, just do not know. See them tomorrow, just be cool. Just don't make up your own mind."

Zhuang Shiyang didn't like this son in the first place. If Brother Ming made trouble in front of him again, I'm afraid it would only make Zhuang Shiyang more disgusted, and this would win Zhou's heart. Although the father's kindness and filial piety are only an illusion, they are very necessary. Before, because of Han Yan's illness, Brother Ming had a fight with Zhuang Shiyang, and was punished by being beaten up and locked in the ancestral hall. This time, the same mistakes cannot be repeated.

"Sister, but she wants to be our mother." Zhuang Hanming said aggrieved: "My mother just passed away, how can my father..."

Han Yan shook her head: "Our mother will only have one, fifth brother, if you believe in me, then do as I do, I have my own plans."

Zhuang Hanming thought for a moment and finally said, "I believe in my sister."

Looking at the small figure at the door, Han Yan smiled slightly.

Today is the last time she sheds tears. From now on, Zhuang Hanyan will swallow all her tears to protect the people she wants to protect.

Ji Lan, Shu Hong, Mother Chen, and Zhuang Hanming.

The early winter sun, with a little warmth, shone into the house through the carved mahogany windows. There is a quaint little pavilion in the atrium with raised cornices. A clear pool of water flows around the pavilion, and the red plums are reflected on the surface of the mirror-like pool, as if a few rubies are set on the green jade.

The garden is deep and secluded, and the trees are pruned in an orderly manner, which is pleasant and romantic. Zhuang Shiyang, as the third-rank minister of the DPRK and China, prefers elegance and sophistication in his own house, and the small courtyards of mountains and stones are all arranged properly.

Just looking at the scenery of this garden, you can see that the person who decorated it has a clever and exquisite mind, but unfortunately the people have gone, leaving this picturesque scenery alone, which is cheaper for some people.

Han Yan sat in the small pavilion, a piece of snow-white rice paper was spread out on the bluestone table, Ji Lan was grinding ink on the side, Han Yan held a pen dipped in ink, thought for a long time, and wrote a word on the paper with a pen.

Ji Lan glanced curiously, and said strangely, "It's the word 'quiet'."

The fragrance of ink still lingers on the snow-white paper, and the handwriting is full of color and unrestrained. Ji Lan didn't know how to write, but felt that the lady usually writes gracefully and well, but this time it was a bit scribbled. It looked a little different from the past, but it was comfortable to watch.

"Why did you write the word 'quiet'?" After a while, Ji Lan couldn't help but ask curiously.

Han Yan smiled and said, "This word is given to you, and it is also given to me." After all, today is the day when the mother and daughter entered the manor. Zhuang Shiyang has not been sent a message, so he can't take the initiative to ask. Using static braking is the smart thing to do.

Ji Lan blushed: "Miss is saying that the slaves are too talkative, so that the lady is writing?"

"There is nothing more pleasant in the world than adding fragrance to the red sleeves. How can I dare to think that our girl Jilan is talking too much?" Han Yan deliberately looked up and down at the girl beside her, pretending to be obsessed.

"Miss teases me again." Ji Lan became more and more embarrassed. Since she woke up, her temperament has changed a lot, and her actions are much bolder than before. Although he used to joke with them in the past, he was not as unobtrusive as he is now. But this is not a bad thing, it is better for the young lady to come out of the shadow of losing her mother. Speaking of which, this is the first time I have seen such a sincere smile since the lady passed away. As long as the lady is happy, it is nothing to be teased.

Just as she was about to say a few more words, Han Yan quickly stood up when she saw Shu Hong walking towards him.

Shu Hong got closer and handed her a small cloth bag: "It's a total of two hundred taels of silver bills, and the rest of the quartz bracelet is exchanged for some broken silver."

Han Yan glanced at the mouth of the pocket, put it in his sleeve, and nodded to her.

She asked Shu Hong to take some jewelry from the house and go to the pawnshop as money. When my mother was alive, in order to prevent her from developing a habit of arrogance, she always gave her a monthly stipend. Fortunately, she usually doesn't need a lot of money, and her life has been fairly well-off. After my mother passed away, everything changed. In the past, Haitang Pavilion was instructed by her mother to come to cut cloth and make clothes for her every month. Several aunts are not close to her, and they will not take the initiative to mention this. Even the food made in the kitchen is not as refined as before. She has always been picky, but now she has developed the habit of eating everything.

The original daughter of the Hou's mansion, now it is a problem to eat enough and clothe herself, and when Zhou's mother and daughter enter the door, if she wants to put eyeliner cronies, she must be prepared to give money. Brother Ming wants to learn martial arts, and it is also a lot of money to hire Mr. Wu. The dowry left by her mother was locked in the warehouse. It was reserved for her when she got married and cannot be moved now. Far can't quench the thirst near, so I have to sell some jewelry.

This matter can only be done by Shu Hong. This girl, Shu Hong, has been with her for so many years, and she is a very safe person. Although he doesn't like to be close to people, he is also cold-hearted and warm-hearted. Ji Lan needs to be smarter and more lively. The girls in the house have more or less friendship with her. With such a person by her side, it is equivalent to having a news database. Some news sounds very easy. These two girls are extremely loyal to Han Yan. As a girl, the most important quality is here. If they can be one with the master, Han Yan will not shy away from them in many things.

As soon as he received the bank note, he saw Butler Lin coming to pass the message, and Zhuang Shiyang asked Han Yan to go to the front hall.

Han Yan understood that the mother and daughter of the Zhou family should have arrived. She thought it would be later. In such a big early morning, she really couldn't wait to enter the mansion. She lowered her head, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, and when she raised her head, she was gentle and demure again: "Shu Hong, Ji Lan, let's go."

Passing through the corridor and around Huixie, just as I was about to step into the front hall, I heard crisp laughter coming from the hall.

Han Yan looked up, Zhuang Shiyang was sitting on the wooden chair in the center, and Zhou was sitting beside him. Zhuang Yushan brought a small group of people to lie in front of the two of them. I don't know what to say, which made Zhuang Shiyang laugh. Zhou shi lovingly looked at her daughter's soft words. If she unknowingly saw the scene in front of her, she would be amazed at the joy of her family.