Hearing this, Ding Xilan froze on the spot. For a moment, she didn't know whether to go in or leave quickly. Originally, she didn't want to alarm the eldest lady, but now that she has been alarmed, it would be too rude for her to leave again.
Go in. Just go in. Even if the eldest lady's temper is as Xiaofang said, she has no other choice now.
After making up her mind, Ding Xilan stepped forward and opened the small door of the Buddhist hall. As soon as she entered, she smelled a musty smell, which must have been caused by the room being closed all day and the air being blocked.
Ding Xilan suppressed her discomfort and saluted, "Xilan pays homage to the eldest lady."
At the same time, she also secretly looked at the eldest lady in front of her, Uncle Lei's married wife, and couldn't help but be stunned: Is this really the eldest lady?
The person in front of me was plainly dressed and had gray hair. She looked very much like an old woman in her sixties or seventies.
She was facing away from herself, kneeling on the futon, and was knocking the wooden fish devoutly, muttering something in her mouth. Three feet directly in front of her, there was a case table with a statue of Guanyin placed on it. The entire Buddhist hall was very simple, if not
Coming in in person, Ding Xilan would never have thought that this place was so simple! It seemed incompatible with this wealthy Lei Mansion.
For no reason, her nose felt sore and she felt a sudden sadness in her heart.
"Xilan? Are you the new girl here?"
Madam Hong Fangyin put down the rosary in her hand and turned around.
"Don't you know that this is the forbidden area of Lei Mansion?"
Ding Xilan looked at the pale, bloodless face in front of her. The vicissitudes that did not suit her age were clearly reflected in her. However, her eyes were so kind and approachable, just like her deceased mother.
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At this time, Ding Xilan could no longer suppress the tears in her eyes. She fell to the ground, put down her book, and said in surprise: "Aunt... aunt, how could you become... like this?"
Hong Fangyin was surprised at this moment, "You...who are you? Why do you call me 'aunt'?"
Only then did Ding Xilan reveal her identity.
"It turns out that you are not just a girl, but also a great benefactor of our Lei Mansion." Hong Fangyin saluted Ding Xilan to express her gratitude. "Thank you very much for saving my father-in-law."
Lei Lie is very popular in the Lei Mansion. Although Hong Fangyin encountered such unfair injustice and resented Lei Ao, she still respected and loved Lei Lie as before.
"Auntie, there's no need to be polite to me." Ding Xilan looked at this haggard woman and couldn't help but shed tears again.
"Miss Xilan, I am very grateful for your great kindness to Lei Mansion. However, this place is not the place you should come to. You should go back as soon as possible."
Hong Fangyin took her hand and patted it, "Go back quickly."
After finishing speaking, she said nothing more, turned around, picked up the rosary, and started knocking on the wooden fish again.
Ding Xilan felt that the cold hand just now was extremely thin, and she choked and said: "Auntie, why, why are you so wronged, but you refuse to defend yourself?"
After hearing these words, Hong Fangyin's hand stopped unconsciously, but the sound of wooden fish only stopped for a moment, and immediately, the sound of wooden fish started again.
"You should go back quickly. Don't worry about things you shouldn't care about, you know?"
The voice was different from the gentle and kind tone just now, and was rather stern.
Seeing this, Ding Xilan had no choice but to follow her wishes. "Auntie, you should go out for a walk often, and the house should be ventilated. Otherwise, your health will be really worrying."
Hong Fangyin ignored her and just knocked on her wooden fish, still mumbling something.
Ding Xilan looked at the haggard but resolute figure, and her heart suddenly surged, "The Buddhist hall is silent, the doors and windows are closed, and crisp sounds fill the room. The jade face is pale and bloodless, and the eyes are bright and tender. After ten years of vicissitudes, Qian
The beautiful beauty lingered all night long. I lament that my infatuated heart is empty in the moon, and the cold crickets are pitiful towards the cold stars." She recited this poem silently, and at the same time silently exited the Buddhist hall...