Chapter 54

"You!" Wang Yiping was so angry that she didn't look back. After a long time of calming down, she managed to squeeze out a smile and said, "nothing. Mother is just angry that you shouldn't be close to that old woman. Don't be cheated by her appearance. She is very bad. Besides, she is not your grandmother, your grandmother, or my aunt. In the future, when you come to the British government, just visit my aunt. "

Humph! What do you think of me as if I were the first lady in the general's mansion to visit your mean actor aunt?

Ziyou was very angry in her heart, but she said with an ignorant face: "mother, isn't it? My aunt told me that only the crown prince and his wife deserve to receive my visit. That is, the young lady in the British government. I should only meet half politely. Aunts and other people are just lowly half slaves and half masters. When they see me, they should salute me, not I should visit them. But you say so again, alas! I don't know who to listen to. I'll ask grandpa when I go back. "

"No more." Wang Yiping hurriedly stopped, almost grinning, "maybe I'm wrong. You don't have to ask your grandfather. The general is busy in military affairs. Don't disturb him all the time."

"Oh." Ziyou is respectful on the surface, but sneers at me all the time. When I go to the British government next time, I will tell your mother what you said today.

Back to the general's mansion, the veteran army was afraid that Wang Yiping would be embarrassed by Ziyou. He immediately called her into the study and asked Zizai carefully.

Moved by Ziyou, he told the old general, "Grandpa, I'm ok. Really, I'm not afraid of her now. She doesn't have martial arts. She can't beat me. At most, she just said that. I'm not angry. In turn, she's half mad. She can't take advantage of me."

The veteran army was relieved to see her look cheerful.

After lunch, Ziyou comes into the garden with water, closes the door, and begins to make the final preparations for tonight's performance.

Clothing she left in accordance with her mother's sari painting appearance, to poetry and water rhyme.

The magic single root of the Indian musical instrument she made in the musical instrument shop has already been delivered. She has played the vena left by her mother and the poetry of the magic single root of the percussion, which has been played together for many times. Although it is not very tacit, it also counts as seven or eight points.

What's worse is the Indian dance of water worry and pity, which has less charm of Indian dance and more atmosphere of wind and dust.

No wonder, after all, I've been there for so long.

However, maybe my father, who is a bad man, likes her tone.

Rustling evening wind, like a beautiful silk fan blowing, so light, so soft; a round of ice plate like moon quietly leaning on the deep sky, pouring out her light, so hazy, so attractive.

At last, the night came. In the garden of the general's mansion, the osmanthus was fragrant and the lights were brilliant.

Ziyou took people with her, made many kinds of lanterns, made many long knots, hung them on the osmanthus tree and under the grape trellis in the garden, and decorated the whole garden like a dream, like a poem, like a picture.

During the Mid Autumn Festival, the state of Dayan will hold a ceremony to welcome the cold and sacrifice the moon. It is to set up a large incense table, and put on moon cakes, watermelons, apples, dates, plums, grapes and other sacrifices, among which moon cakes and watermelons are absolutely indispensable, and watermelons should be cut into lotus shape. Under the moon, put the moon god in the direction of the moon. The red candle burns high. The whole family worships the moon in turn, and then the housewife cuts the reunion moon cake.