Lin Jinrong took the handkerchief from Lin Yuzhen's hand and said, "Then I will arrange for someone to clean up the house."
Her casual attitude without getting to the bottom of things made Lin Yuzhen feel much better. She whispered: "I'm just here to tell you that you arrange for someone to clean up Qiuhuayuan. Clean up the three rooms.
The room is vacant."
Lin Jinrong knew that he was cleaning the house for his three concubines, so he agreed.
Lin Yuzhen sat silently for a while, then stood up and said, "Is Yilang teething?"
"Yes, it's been a bit noisy these days." Lin Jinrong took her to see Yilang, who was sleeping soundly, holding two pink fists, with a pink face, a small mouth pouted, and fine hair under the quilt.
It's soaked with sweat and put on your forehead, it looks as cute as you want.
When Lin Jinrong saw Yilang, she felt that there was nothing to worry about. She smiled and was about to wipe Yilang's sweat with a handkerchief. Lin Yuzhen did it first. She stared at Yilang with complicated eyes for a moment and said, "Be careful, he is the one."
The most reliable one. You probably think I'm nosy, but you still don't want to spoil him. Firstly, it's easy to get cold if you carry him out in this weather. Secondly, people think that Lu Mian has been where he is today just because I've been staring at him since he was a child.
"
Regardless of whether the two people have the same views, Lin Yuzhen did mean well when she said this at this moment. Lin Jinrong adhered to the principle that listening and doing are two different things, with a soft expression and a gentle tone, he responded: "Yes."
Lin Yuzhen touched Yi Lang's face, sighed, and said: "Ayun is also pregnant, but it's a pity that she is too far away from me. The most blessed person is your mother."
Lin Jinrong had never heard her mention Lu Yun in the long time since she came back. She just heard about it at this moment and asked, "How is she?"
Lin Yuzhen's expression was quite complicated, but she said without hesitation: "Of course."
Lin Jinrong saw that she didn't want to say more, so she stopped asking any more questions. After sending her away, she asked Fang Zhu to clean up Qiuhua Courtyard with her.
Qiuhuayuan is very remote. It is near the lotus pond in the north of Lu Mansion. It is only separated from the outer wall by a row of trees. No one lives in it on weekdays. It is unknown how many years it has been empty. A loquat tree grows with lush branches and leaves.
Most of the courtyard was covered, and the dry weeds beside the wall were more than a foot high. The courtyard wall was stained with water, making it look desolate.
Lin Jinrong brought people in to take a look. The main room was in good condition and could be managed with some cleaning. However, the side rooms on the left and right were in dilapidated condition, but they were barely habitable.
Lin Jinrong could imagine that those delicate concubines would complain in front of Lu Jianxin when they moved in. Although she and Lin Yuzhen were one, they would bear the brunt of the accusation that she was not good at being a good person, and Lu Jianxin would also complain to Lu Jianxin.
She will also have opinions.
This errand was not easy to handle, so Fangzhu couldn't help but sigh: "Grandma, I'm afraid this house needs to be repainted, and the window paper, curtains and other items have to be replaced before it can look good."
Lin Jinrong turned around in a circle and said, "I'll have someone come and clean it up right away."
Fangzhu felt very uncomfortable: "Xinfen's house is not easy to live in." If the aunts found out that the walls were not dry yet in such a cold weather, they would probably die. But if they didn't clean up, the walls would be damaged.
Not to mention the water stains over the years, the skin has even peeled off in some places, exposing the blue bricks inside. It looks shabby, and it is a dilemma.
Lin Jinrong smiled and said: "Look at the two wing rooms on the left and right, which one is better?"
Fangzhu looked at it and said, "The right wing is close to the lotus pond. The sun shines brightly in summer, but it's cold in winter. It's better to go to the left."
Lin Jinrong said: "Paint the wall on the left and change the window paper. Wait, clean the right wing and replace the window paper and curtains. When the aunts come, let them choose for themselves. What do you think?"
If you think the wall is ugly and you haven’t cleaned it up, it’s already painted over there. If you think the wall is wet and it’s hard to live in, you can choose the right wing. Anyway, that’s how the house is, and no matter how considerate you are, you can only go so far.
The blame is that the house arranged by Lin Yuzhen is not good. Fangzhu couldn't help but curl her lips: "Grandma is wise."
Lin Jinrong took the booklet and counted out the furniture and furnishings that should be arranged, and told Fang Zhu: "Come to me after you finish it. If someone comes to make suggestions in the middle, don't change it yet, let them talk to me first."
Except for Lin Yuzhen, no one would come to give advice midway. Fangzhu knew that this errand was really difficult to handle, but because Lin Jinrong was on top, he was not so worried.
Lin Jinrong took Yingtao out. When passing by the lotus pond, Yingtao pointed to the waterside pavilion in surprise and said, "Grandma, look, who is sitting inside on this cold day?"
Lin Jinrong took a glance, but saw that the man was sitting with his back to them. He was wearing a mourning dress. He was a man with big shoulders and a round waist. There was no one else with that kind of figure except Lu Lun. Lin Jinrong was about to say hello, but Lu Lun suddenly
He stood up and took two steps, revealing another person in front of him. He was far away and could not see his face clearly, but he could see that he was wearing a light blue robe.
Everyone in the Lu family has been wearing mourning clothes these days, so Lin Jinrong can conclude that this is not a member of the Lu family, let alone a relative or friend who came to help. On a cold day, who would go here to get some fresh air?
It was cold and no one was around to sit and talk with Lu Lun? It was probably in the garden in front.
Lin Jinrong's heart dropped inch by inch, her mouth was dry, and the soles of her feet were cold. After calming down, she quickly turned around and called to Cherry in a low voice: "Let's go."
Yingtao also recognized Lu Lun and couldn't help but wonder: "It's strange, what's wrong with Master Wu? It's such a cold day..."
Lin Jinrong interrupted her coldly: "Do you want to take care of what the master does?"
Seeing her stern expression, Cherry lowered her eyes aggrievedly and said, "My slave is too troublesome."
Lin Jinrong said: "Remember, you can say some things to me, but you can't say a word to other people, otherwise you will get into trouble, and I won't be able to protect you."
Cherry thought about how she was almost killed by Lu Yun, and said hurriedly and solemnly: "I remember this, I will not talk too much."
Lin Jinrong looked back at the waterside pavilion, but saw Lu Lun leaning on the pillar and looking this way. The person who had spoken to him before had disappeared.
The cold snow light reflected on the window paper, making Rongjing Juli even more comfortable and warm. Lu Lun came close to Lin Jinrong, who was sitting by the charcoal basin and was concentrating on sewing, and said with a smile: "The knee pads that my second sister-in-law made for my second brother?
It’s quite thick, but I don’t know if he is willing to use it?”
Lin Jinrong raised his head and glanced at him lightly, and said: "I'll give you these first. It's just a few more shots."
"Third sister-in-law gave me a pair for third brother, but they are a little small and not very easy to use." Lu Lun sat down and looked around: "Is Yilang asleep again?"
Lin Jinrong stared at him fiercely, lowered his head and continued to poke the needle: "Well. He lives in a small child's house. He only eats, plays and sleeps all day long. He doesn't have the energy to go to the waterside pavilion to blow the cold wind."
Lu Lun's expression changed slightly, and he quickly raised his eyes and looked around, but he saw Douer standing by Yilang's bed with lowered eyebrows and eyes, Chunya stood under the curtain, and the rest of the people were nowhere to be seen.
He breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm just a friend. There were many people talking in front of me, so I took him there to chat."
Lin Jinrong nodded: "You come and go without a trace, Fifth Uncle's friend is very capable."
Lu Lun's face was a little ugly, and he stared at Lin Jinrong closely. Lin Jinrong looked at him calmly without moving her eyebrows: "Did I say something wrong? I actually don't know anyone named Zhou at all."
Lu Lun's two worm-like eyebrows curved tangledly, then dropped again, just like an inverted figure. He hissed and breathed in the air: "Fourth sister...why are you not so kind as before?"
Lin Jinrong said coldly: "The kind-hearted and kind-hearted Fifth Uncle has changed, why can't I change? Are you allowed to lie but not allowed to test you?"
Lu Lun fell silent, sitting there stiffly staring at the charcoal fire in the charcoal basin, nervously clenching and relaxing his hands, and barely holding up a smile: "Actually, I..."
Lin Jinrong continued to move the needle angrily, lowering his voice and saying: "Don't bluff me with lies. I don't want to know more about your secrets. You refused to listen to me before, and now that you've fallen into it, I'm afraid you won't even know it anymore."
"I heard it. But you should cover it up at least, don't catch others and lose your life in vain. You are a hero, you will definitely cut off the scar as big as the mouth of a bowl on your head, but..." She was a little out of breath, took a breath, and didn't
Go on.
The words had reached this point, and no ordinary lies or excuses could cover up the past. Lu Lun stared at the charcoal basin without saying a word.
After a while, the wind blew through the courtyard, making the branches outside rustle. Lu Lun moved, looked up at Lin Jinrong and whispered: "How much do you know? How do you know?" He really couldn't figure out where he was.
He didn't do it properly. Even if he was exposed by her and told lies, and she saw him talking to outsiders, there were ten thousand possibilities. How could she be so sure that what he did was a life-threatening act?
She knew it because she passed by, but how did Lu Jianzhong know about him in the first place? Lu Lun must have done something wrong elsewhere and trusted others. Lin Jinrong put down the needle and thread and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "
As long as it is a lie, people will always see through it. If you bring someone into your home, someone will always see it. What kind of general's little personal soldier can casually throw out a fine ancient jade as a greeting gift? And he doesn't care?
It's just you who didn't pay attention, why do you ask me how I knew?"
"That thing is clean." Lu Lun was a little embarrassed and embarrassed. He scratched his head and begged in a low voice: "I have been careful enough. Tell me, apart from this, what else did I fail to do?
I am actually..."
Lin Jinrong interrupted him: "I don't want to know what you have done, and I can't persuade you, but I don't want anything to happen to you. You should leave as soon as possible. It's not a joke if people find out."
Lu Lun's face was full of tangles. He suddenly smiled and stood up and said: "It doesn't matter, we are all close relatives. If you, surnamed Lin, will not harm me, who else will harm me? I will wait until my grandfather is buried before I leave."
Lin Jinrong stood up and said, "You..."
"Don't worry, I'll be careful. Besides, I didn't do anything." Lu Lun reached out and snatched the kneepad from her hand: "Thank you."
"It's not finished yet." Lin Jinrong was about to snatch it away. Lu Lun had already cut off the thread, threw the needle into the sewing basket, and said with a smile: "That's good. I'm leaving." Turning around and striding out.
Leave.
He didn't take her words to heart at all. Lin Jinrong sat down on the couch slumped. Could she tell him that your father's eldest brother would feed you poison because of this? Who would believe it without evidence?
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Sorry, I was called out by my colleagues last night and didn't go home until 12 o'clock, so this morning's update had to be postponed. There will still be additional updates. Please give me pink. Thank you everyone for the rice dumplings and tips. I will add more for tips in two days.
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