Originally, they wanted to let Shen Mingzhu dry out, but who knew that early the next morning, Shen Mingzhu got up early to pay his respects, even earlier than Mrs. Liu's biological daughter Shen Yunluo.
Shen Mingzhu wore a rose-purple satin with dark patterns of folded branches and grapes. Underneath was a lotus-colored coat, underneath a primrose yellow silk skirt, with folded branches and smiling flowers embroidered on the hem.
The clothes all over her body are exquisite and elegant, yet stable and charming. They make her look like pearls and jade, bright and bright. They brighten up the dim room in the early morning, making people feel full of vitality, elegant and refined.
At that time, Mrs. Liu had just gotten up, finished dressing up, and was sitting on a Zen chair, playing rosary beads and chanting Buddhist scriptures. She was thinking about how to send those women to give Shen Mingzhu some trouble and make Shen Mingzhu be more honest.
The melon-edge lanterns on both sides emitted orange light, reflecting her face, which turned out to be so kind.
When she heard that Shen Mingzhu came to say hello, she was stunned. Before she had time to think about it, she said out of inertia: "Please come quickly!"
Shen Mingzhu walked in with a smile, without squinting her eyes, and went straight to Mrs. Liu. She bowed down and said, "Mingzhu, please give my regards to Madam. May Madam be blessed."
Mrs. Liu looked at her, her eyes almost burning, but she still smiled softly and waved to her, "My son, come here quickly and let me take a good look at you."
Shen Mingzhu secretly laughed in her heart. Since she wanted to act, she would not be so ignorant and take the initiative to break up.
If you want to act, all you have to do is act together. It's nothing more than hiding your true feelings and just being friendly.
She walked forward slowly, and Mrs. Liu held her in her arms and sat with her on the large Zen chair, constantly looking at her and groping her back and shoulders.
This was a touching gift from an elder to a younger one. Shen Mingzhu felt a chill, but she held it back.
Mrs. Liu smiled and said: "It is indeed worthy of the word "Mingzhu". It is as beautiful as pearls and jade, like orchids and jade trees. It is beautiful and refined. It is already better than its mother."
After he finished speaking, he looked gloomy and said, "Hey, it's a pity that my sister left early and didn't get to see this day."
Shen Mingzhu naturally cooperated with the acting, bowed her head and shed tears, pulled out the handkerchief and wiped it a few times, then said: "I just want to ask Madam for instructions. I want to worship my mother in the house."
There is a Buddhist hall in the mansion, which Shen Can built specifically for Pei Ruolan. There are tablets enshrining Guanyin and Pei Ruolan, as well as displaying her relics for his memory.
It's just that the Buddhist hall is guarded, and Shen Can has an order. No one can go there unless he gives his permission.
So Shen Mingzhu didn't have any plans there for the time being, and Mrs. Liu didn't have the power. She only said that she wanted to pay homage, and Mrs. Liu naturally agreed to this.
After all, burning paper money in the house is also taboo and requires the consent of the head of the family. Otherwise, it is against the rules and will be punished.
Mrs. Liu felt unhappy, but she was driven step by step by Shen Mingzhu and could not refuse.
Originally, she thought that after she sent those women back, Shen Mingzhu would definitely come and express her feelings. When Shen Mingzhu came, she would definitely give her a good show of authority.
At least ask her if she is still sick, why did she come to say hello, and should she rest quickly.
Little did he know that when he saw this girl and met her dewy and calm eyes, yet aloof and seemingly capable of penetrating people's hearts, he could not help but follow her, without even having time to think carefully.
