The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 12 Langjiu is a little crazy

When going to Kangshouyuan, Lang Jiuchuan learned a lot of information about his body from Nanny Wang's mumbling.

For example, she was clearly the child of the second wife, but according to the seniority system among peers, she was ranked ninth. This was because her uncles from the first and third wives had already married, and her father, Lang Zhengfan, not only married late but also had children late. So when she was born, the children from the first and third wives came out one after another like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, and when she was born, she was ranked ninth.

"In my generation, everyone is named after their generation character? But my full name is Jiuchuan?" Lang Jiuchuan asked curiously.

Nanny Wang felt a little sad when she heard this and sighed, "Miss Nine, your name was given by the Second Master. He chose the name for you when you were still in your mother's womb before he went to war. I heard that it was a poem. I haven't read many books, so I don't remember it. Asking the Second Madam is the best way to know. But I heard that the Second Master hoped that you would have a broad mind."

Lang Jiuchuan said: "Then he will be disappointed. I am petty and rebellious. I will take revenge on the spot. It is impossible for me to be open-minded."

What’s so good about being in the sea? Don’t you feel tired of taking care of everything?

Nanny Wang asked, "Are you blaming the Second Madam?"

"The relationship between parents and children is shallow, and it's not just the couple you see. I don't have much right to complain." After all, she is not the original body, so she can't empathize with others. She can only understand the cause and effect.

Nanny Wang sighed and said, "It's not easy for the Second Madam either. When she first got married, she and the Second Master were rarely together. She got pregnant after a few years of marriage, but she had a difficult labor. The Second Master died in battle, so she was possessed by a demon. People with a wrong temper are prone to thinking wrong things. The Second Madam is a pitiful person."

Lang Jiuchuan said calmly: "Isn't the most pitiful one Jiuchuan who was sent away when she was young? What did she do wrong?"

As they were talking, they had already entered Anshou Temple.

A maid lifted the curtain to pass a message inside, her eyes inadvertently drifting towards Lang Jiuchuan, looking at him appraisingly.

Lang Jiuchuan walked into the main hall where several charcoal baskets were burning, and immediately saw the old lady dozing on the large indigo pillow with five blessings holding longevity in the shape of five gods in the sky in the south window.

Next to her, there was a young woman with her hair in a bun, her face was like a silver plate, her figure was plump and her belly was slightly bulging. She was the wife of the eldest son of the illegitimate family, Lang Caicheng, the fourth young lady, Pan. It was said that they got married this spring.

Mrs. Pan was gently waking up the old lady: "Grandma, the ninth sister is here."

Old Madam Lang's eyelids twitched slightly, and she opened her eyes. Her sight slowly focused until she saw the little girl who had come to her side. She sat up straight with the help of Nanny Wang, and smiled as she stretched out her hand to Lang Jiuchuan: "My dear, it's grandma's dear who's back."

Lang Jiuchuan shuddered.

Be good and lie in the same bed with grandma, it’s warm.

Be good, don’t eat too many candied haws. They’ll stick to your teeth and cause tooth worms. Okay, okay, let’s just eat one more.

Honey, grandma misses your daddy.

Pictures flashed through his mind. Lang Jiuchuan saw the happy laughter of children, the younger old lady, and the old lady lying on the bed with increasing sadness.

It turns out that she also had a few moments of warmth.

Lang Jiuchuan sat down and looked at the old lady. There was a flash of light gold in his eyes, and he saw through the other party's fate.

Seeing this, her face turned even paler.

It would be difficult to observe the fortune and luck of this body if it doesn't recover quickly, especially for those close to her, as it would be harmful rather than beneficial to her.

"Oh, my dear grandmother, why are your hands so cold? Come on, light two more charcoal basins and bring the hot water bottle over." Old Lady Lang held Lang Jiuchuan's hand with a distressed look on her face, and called Nanny Wang, "Guizhi, bring me my box."

Lang Jiuchuan looked at the hand that was holding his. It was wrinkled and the bones were very obvious on the back of the hand.

Nanny Wang brought a box over. Old Lady Lang took it, opened it, and stuffed it into her hands like she was offering a treasure: "Here you go. Keep all of it for your grandmother."

Lang Jiuchuan opened it and found some very delicate pearl flowers and small bracelets in the box, which were jewellery that only children could wear.

But she has grown up.

Then, a handful of candies wrapped in purple paper appeared in the box.

Lang Jiuchuan looked up, and Old Lady Lang said proudly, "I won't give it to anyone else. I'll keep it for you, Guaiguai."

She reached out her hand, touched Lang Jiuchuan's face, and murmured, "I'm glad you're back, I'm glad you're back." Her eyes had already developed wrinkles, and were no longer as bright as before, but cloudy, but her eyes were full of kindness without a trace of adulteration.

Lang Jiuchuan let out a long breath and said softly, "Grandma."

When she called her grandma, Old Lady Lang smiled till tears welled up in her eyes. She took a piece of lotus cake from the small table and handed it to her: "Eat it. It's very sweet."

Lang Jiuchuan held the piece of lotus cake in his mouth.

Old Madam Lang started talking to herself again. After a while, she squinted her eyes and dozed off. After a few breaths, she opened her eyes and looked at Lang Jiuchuan with some doubt in her eyes: "Are you my Fan'er? The eyes are so similar."

Lang Jiuchuan: “…”

She watched as Old Madam Lang suddenly became as noisy as a child, and was coaxed by the maids and nannies until she gradually fell asleep.

Sitting beside the bed, Lang Jiuchuan put the old lady's hand into the quilt, looked at her old face, and lowered his eyes slightly.

Madam Lang is old and her life span is not long.

"Ever since the old lady fell ill when you were six years old, she has become confused and can't remember people and things. The doctors in the Imperial Hospital said that it was because she was depressed and worried. She was thinking about the Second Master and made herself sick. It was actually her who was possessed by the devil." Nanny Wang said on the side: "She didn't intend to keep you in the manor forever. She was afraid that you and the Second Madam would clash and she would not be able to protect you..."

Lang Jiuchuan listened quietly.

……

mourning hall.

The closer it got to dusk, the fewer people came to pay their respects. It could be said that there were almost no people. Except for some women like Mrs. Pan who were pregnant or unwell, everyone else was staying in the mourning hall.

The Lang family members, big and small, knelt together, and the younger ones were whispering about Lang Jiuchuan.

It was the first time they met this sister, but she was very different from what they had imagined. She was still a village girl and her land was still rustic, but her personality was not weak and timid as they thought, but crazy.

Lang Jiu was a little crazy; this was their first impression of her.

She was not crazy, so how could she say such offensive words to an old man in the mourning hall? No, that was beyond the scope of being offensive, it was an offense.

Not to mention the elderly, even if they were at their age, if the other party cursed me to die, wouldn’t I have to fight with her?
But Lang Jiu happened to offend someone, and the head of the family did not punish her.

"It means that the funeral is still going on now. After the funeral is over, Daddy will make her look good." Lang Cailing sneered.

Lang Caiyao from the third room did not comment or say anything.

"I don't think so. She is the only child of Second Uncle." Lang Caiguang snorted, "Uncle will not punish her."

A trace of jealousy flashed across Lang Cailing's eyes, and she said sarcastically, "So what? She's still not favored..."

Lang Caiyao pulled her sleeve and she pointed to the door.

Lang Cailing looked over and her face changed slightly. Cui had come back without her knowing. Standing next to her was her biological mother Fan, who was whispering something.

Fan's cold eyes swept over, containing majesty and warning.

Cui also looked at her. Although she didn't say anything, there was no warmth in her eyes.

Yes, Second Aunt comes from the famous Qinghe Cui family, who attach the most importance to women's moral character and have always disdained to gossip about others behind their backs. Now that she is talking behind Lang Jiuchuan's back that he was caught, she might think that she is slapping her and the Second House in the face.

Lang Cailing remembered what her biological mother had said, that she wanted to adopt her younger brother as the adopted son of the second wife. She immediately broke out in a cold sweat, forced a smile, and knelt down.

Cui came in, stood in front of her, and said, "Taoism emphasizes: A gentleman should be cautious at the end, just as he was at the beginning, so that he will not fail. Be careful with your words to cultivate your virtue, and be careful with your actions to strengthen your will. I hope you and I can encourage each other."

Lang Cailing froze, lowered her head and said in a trembling voice: "I will follow Second Aunt's instructions."

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