Meng Dong campus works related spin-off He Fei's great-grandmother and that famous actor great-grandfather ~ worry-free

  When I first met you, it was like meeting an old friend again. Nothing needs to be left behind, all that's needed is a whisper on the lips, hidden in the years.

  The weather in June is as changeable as a child's face. Just now it was fine, but this moment it started to rain heavily. Qin Wan opened her oil-paper umbrella at the gate of the academy, looked at the clean cloth shoes she had just changed into, sighed, and held her school bag against her chest to block the increasing wind, slowly walking in the direction of home.

  It's better if she can't make it in time for dinner, so she won't have to see the face of that woman who thinks she owns the place. She thought to herself with a mix of bitterness and amusement. Unfortunately, there are always some chivalrous people in this world.

  The rickshaw came to a sudden stop beside her, and Hongying, who was inside, lifted the curtain and shouted: "What are you standing there for? Come on up!"

  Qin Wan was somewhat perplexed, but still obediently took the umbrella and got into the car with a crouching posture.

  "Where's your family car?" Hongying shifted to the side, pulled out a handkerchief to wipe away non-existent water stains on her body, carefully smoothed out the hem of her new cheongsam, and glanced up at her with a hint of disdain.

  Qin Wan leaned her umbrella slightly and said softly: "Go pick up my brother from school."

  "What younger brother? He's just a child born to your aunt, you're too weak and that's why she can bully you! Look at me, I never acknowledge having any younger brother!"

  That's because you have three elder brothers, all of whom are born to the same mother. Qin Wan silently acknowledged this in her heart, and as for her, her mother had only left her behind before leaving. Although her father seemed to have no intention of remarrying, he was often away from home, tacitly allowing his sister-in-law to take charge of the household under the pretext of carrying on the family line. What else could she do but submit?

  "...you tell me how she bullied you again... hey, did you hear what I said?"

  Some things, whether said or not, don't make a difference; even if outsiders understand the difficulties, it won't help with the situation.

  Qin Wan softly changed the subject: "Are you going to my house?" Ruo Ruo looked at it and thought it was her home direction, but not Hongying's.

  "You don't know? Today your family is treating everyone to a meal, and half of the city's big shots are all there!"

  She naturally didn't know, but it's also none of her business. Instead, Hongying said: "You actually like to join in on this commotion, don't you usually hide?"

  "Today is different, today I don't know what kind of noble guest your family has invited, actually inviting Long Yin to perform and warm up the scene," Hongying's eyes sparkled, pulling her braid with a hint of shyness, "Long Yin, I've heard his name for a long time, unfortunately he only performs in the capital, this time it's great that he easily came to our humble place, I said whatever it takes I have to go take a look."

  "Dragon's Hum?" Qin Wan repeated, "Good name."

  Hongying slapped her hand impatiently: "What a good name, you bookworm, must not know! She's a famous actress, debuted at the age of six as a dan role and became famous, and even filmed movies. It's said that even foreigners like her..."

  Before I knew it, we arrived.

  Qin Wan listened to Hongying all the way, but only a few sentences entered her ears. He was just a good-looking man dressed as a woman. If she also had to worry about how high to hang the lanterns at night to save oil and finish her husband's assignment, it seemed that she didn't have the mood to care about these things either. Moreover, looking at the bustling scene of people coming and going, Qin Wan sighed again, and it seemed that she hadn't eaten dinner yet.

  She carefully avoided the servant who was carrying a vase and heading towards the western courtyard, and quietly walked to her own room in the west wing.

  But was stopped by someone calling out.

  "Wan'er, you're back from school just in time. I've arranged for the opera performers to rest in your mother's old house," she said, combing her hair into a fashionable bun, wearing a bright red cheongsam with silver trim, looking proud and smiling mischievously, "But I'm afraid someone might disturb them, so you go take care of it."

  Let the mother's house be used by the actors, it is intentional to let her stare at them, this is not even leaving her with a thought of "out of sight, out of mind". Qin Wan nodded: "Good."

  After speaking, she didn't even put down her school bag and turned around to head towards the lotus garden. In the pond, the water lilies that her mother loved were blooming fragrantly. As night was falling, a light rain was misting, making everything feel especially serene. Qin Wan held an oil-paper umbrella and walked slowly along the edge of the pond for half a circle before heading towards the house with its brightly lit windows.

  Inside the hall, actors of various colors were putting on makeup. Costumes and props such as silver-papered swords were scattered everywhere. People were coming and going, but when I went upstairs to the second floor, it was surprisingly quiet. Only around the dressing table was a crowd of people gathered, each holding candles or lanterns, making it impossible to see clearly.

  Suddenly a sharp male voice rang out: "Isn't the Qin family supposed to be a big household for several generations? How come there isn't even an electric light, it's pitch black, this rouge is brought back from England, what's going on now..."

  Isn't this person Dragonfly?

  Although she didn't have much hope to begin with, Qin Wan still felt somewhat disappointed after causing such a commotion.

  She coughed lightly, and the maidservants saw that their master had arrived. No matter how slow they were usually, at this moment they all let out a sigh of relief and made way for her.

  "Miss..." "Miss, you've arrived..."

  As soon as the crowd dispersed, I saw the situation inside clearly. A man wearing a phoenix robe sat upright in a high-backed red wood chair, quietly without turning his head. Beside him stood a white-faced man in his thirties or forties, who said: "The young lady of the Qin family has arrived."

  The tone was not provocative, but it clearly pushed the matter onto her.

  Nothing else, but lighting the lamp, she really figured it out! Qin Wan had some amusement in her heart, and her face was still light, looking at the decorations in the house, waving to the two sturdy women: "Go move that octagonal table to the front of the five-drawer cabinet."

  These five cabinets all have mirrors inlaid on the surface, which were also mother's masterpieces, convenient for her to take a full-body mirror when she was young. When I was a child, I often stood in front of this mirror, making funny faces and playing with my siblings.

  The table was quickly set up, and Qin Wan said: "Put those candles, lampshades on the table, you can go down first."

  Those maidservants naturally didn't understand, but they still did as they were told and then retreated. The white-faced man standing there curled up the corner of his mouth, seemingly disdainful, just about to speak.

  The person sitting there spoke up: "You'd better get down too."

  The sound lingers on, the dragon's roar and the phoenix's cry, that's all there is.

  Qin Wan admitted that she was dazed for a moment when she heard the voice, and didn't even hear what the white-faced man said as he walked out. She composed herself, walked to the octagonal table, compared the position of the dresser again, and slowly arranged the lamp.

  He still sat motionless, but Qin Wan knew he could see her from the mirror, though she couldn't see him clearly, first it was too dark, then the light reflected in the mirror was too bright...

  She adjusted the last lantern, selected a good wick, and that person moved, his clothes rustling slightly as he gently turned to look at her. The flickering candlelight made his eyes sparkle like rippling waves. He said, "May I know your name?"

  What's the relationship between Huifen's great-grandmother and that famous great-grandfather?

  What's the relationship between Huifen's great-grandmother and that famous great-grandfather?