The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

"I dreamed—" Jiang Si's eyes flashed slightly, revealing a trace of fear.

Madam Feng couldn't help holding her breath.

The three-legged incense burner on the case by the window radiates fragrance, which is the incense that Mrs. Feng used to use.

Mrs. Feng pays attention to this. It is customary to burn what kind of incense at any time of the year.

But ginger doesn't seem to like the smell of incense at any time.

It was so rich that her nose was uncomfortable.

"I dreamed that the two golden pheasants were coming to catch my eyes, I hurriedly avoided them, but the two golden pheasants actually flew towards my grandmother..."

"Then what?" Mrs. Feng narrowed her eyes.

"Then—" Jiang Si paused, then quickly raised her eyes to look at Mrs. Feng, "I saw that my grandmother couldn't avoid it and was scratched by a golden pheasant."

Old Madam Feng's hand holding the teacup suddenly tightened.

At her age, she believes more and more in mysterious things. She was awakened by such a strange dream last night, and she was very nervous. She didn't expect the fourth girl to have the same dream.

"Do you remember which eye the golden pheasant scratched grandmother?"

"Left eye." Jiang Xi said without hesitation.

Old Madam Feng was shocked.

If she was a little hesitant before, now she has to believe it, it was her left eye that the golden pheasant scratched in her dream!

This dream is by no means an auspicious omen, and in all likelihood it will come true, otherwise there is no reason for the grandparents and grandchildren to have the same dream.

"What happened afterward?" Madam Feng asked calmly.

"Seeing that the golden pheasant scratched the grandmother, the granddaughter woke up with fright. There is no later."

Mrs. Feng was silent for a while, and then she muttered to herself, "What does this dream imply?"

Her words were originally uneasy talking to herself, but Jiang Shi replied, "The hint is obvious."

Madam Feng was stunned, staring at her as if she had never known this granddaughter.

Jiang Si pursed her lips and smiled: "As soon as I saw the second sister today, I thought of it. The second sister is the second among the girls in the Bofu, and she is also a chicken. Isn't she the two golden pheasants."

"Nonsense!" Old Madam Feng's face sank.

Jiang Si spreads her hands: "The granddaughter never thought of it. Who would have thought that I had that strange dream last night, and the second sister is here today."

"Enough." Madam Feng put the teacup heavily on the coffee table, not wanting to listen to Jiang Si any more, "Go back."

"Granddaughter retire." Jiang Si got up and bowed slightly to Mrs. Feng, without continuing to convince her, she raised her feet and walked out.

"Wait." Madam Feng shouted from behind.

"What else does grandma want?"

"I don't want to hear this nonsense from anyone else's mouth!"

Jiang Si smiled: "Grandma, don't worry, granddaughter knows."

In the previous life, it was the grandmother who "talked nonsense".

It was at this time that Madam Feng's left eye started to feel inexplicably painful, and she could not see anymore within two days.

Mrs. Feng couldn't stand the pain of being blind in one eye, so she invited a witch instead after asking several doctors to no avail.

The goddess performed a ritual, and in the end, the spearhead actually pointed at Jiang Zhan.

Jiang Zhan is the second, who likes to walk birds and tease dogs, he happened to buy a new pair of parrots, and all the signs seem to match the strange dream of Mrs. Feng.

Madam Feng was convinced of this, and ordered someone to break the neck of the pair of parrots in front of Jiang Zhan.

Strange to say, Mrs. Feng's left eye recovered not long after the parrots were executed, and she hated Jiang Zhan ever since.

Jiang Si still remembered that after Jiang Zhan died, she came back for the funeral. The father, who usually beat or scolded the second brother, had most of his hair white, but the grandmother was calm as usual.

At that time, she thought that her grandmother was the famous style of Taishan's collapse, but she later realized that her grandmother was not calm, but indifferent.

Feelings are few,

How can you be sad?

After Jiang Si left, Mrs. Feng was not as calm as she seemed.

It seems that what the four girls said is not without reason-

"Mother Feng, what do you think?"

The house is the housekeeper of the second wife, Mrs. Xiao. On weekdays, Mrs. Xiao does not miss the people around Mrs. Feng, so Mrs. Feng naturally wants to speak for the second room.

"It's hard to say-"

"If you have anything to say, just say it. You have been with me for so many years, do you not know my temper?"

Feng's mother hurriedly said yes, and said after deliberation: "The old lady looked at the fourth girl with a cold eye and didn't have much affection for the second girl today. Perhaps there is a little conflict between the sisters to say this."

"How to explain the dream of the four girls?"

"The fourth girl and the old lady had a related dream, which shows that this dream really foreshadowed something, but I can't think of where it should be."

"I hope it's just a coincidence." Mrs. Feng murmured.

When Mrs. Feng was talking to Mrs. Feng, a maid from Yaxinyuan came to her in a light green suit. She quietly asked Axi for a few words and hurried back to the second wife, Mrs. Xiao.

"Madam, Sister Axi said that the second aunt was choked by the fourth girl several times today, and the old lady was so annoyed that she didn't leave the second aunt to talk. The second aunt was not happy, so she went straight to her husband's house..."

Xiao Shi's face sank instantly.

It's unreasonable, her housekeeper has asked herself for so many years that she has never treated the big house badly, and Qian'er also looks like a sister to Jiang Si. How can Jiang Si be so ignorant and dare to be angry with her daughter?

The more Xiao Shi thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and he ordered with a gloomy face, "Go and call Mrs. Liu in the kitchen."

Jiang seemed to be unaware that Jiang Qian's hurried departure made Xiao's attention to what happened at Cixintang, and even if he knew about it, he didn't care.

After leaving Cixintang, she sent Ah Qiao to report to Jiang Ancheng and took Ah Man out of the house.

On the second floor of the teahouse by the window, you can see the lively street scene, and Jiang Si is holding a cup of tea and drinking slowly.

Aman took a sip of tea and tasted it: "It's not as good as our tea."

"Eating tea is not just for the taste." Jiang Xi stared at the window and said casually.

"Then why?" Ah Man asked curiously.

Jiang seemed to have seen Jiang Zhan coming from a distance.

Jiang Zhan is not yet seventeen years old, and he is not very tall when walking in the crowd, but he can always be seen at a glance.

The young man who looks like a pearl and beautiful jade is like a pearl in the gravel pile, which naturally attracts people's attention.

At this time, what attracted Jiang Xi was not the handsome and unparalleled brother, but the birdcage that the brother held in his hand.

An exquisite birdcage woven from bamboo silk, inside is a pair of colorful feathered parrots.

"Of course it's to block people!" Jiang Si explained casually, his eyes following Jiang Zhan from far to near.

Jiang Zhan hummed a little song and walked briskly, but the servant Aji trotted all the way to barely keep up.

Seeing that Jiang Zhan was about to pass by the teahouse, Jiang seemed to break off a piece of refreshment and threw it down, hitting Jiang Zhan on the shoulder.

Jiang Zhan stretched out his hand to touch, and there was pastry residue on his white palm.

Jiang Zhan was furious, raised his head and scolded: "Who is this—"

The girl's bright face disappeared from the window.

"—Witty!" Jiang Zhan breathed heavily and took up the previous words.