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Related thematic articles: Untitled Document Shen Mansion. A maid entered the old lady's room hurriedly with her head down, carrying tea. The second madam and the third madam were sitting around the old lady. The old lady was deep in thought as she turned the beads in her hand and sighed for a long time. The second madam looked up and asked: "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?" The old lady looked around and said: "For decades, some have left, some have scattered. How long have we been here? The daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law. Now, we can also say that we have a full house of descendants. But why do I not feel even a bit happy or relaxed? Tired, I feel such fatigue for the first time." The third madam peeled the grape skin and asked: "Is it because of that girl surnamed Bai?" "No," the old lady shook her head and said, "I just remembered some things that shouldn't be remembered." The second madam chuckled and said: "For decades, wasn't our generation like this too? Ziyuan, don't you think there is a shadow of our youth in that girl?" Ziyuan is the old lady's name, and only when the three of them are alone will the second madam call her that. "I've told you countless times not to call my name," the old lady scolded lightly without changing her expression. The second madam said: "Alas, look at them, I really feel old." The third madam spat out a grape seed and said: "I say, guarding this broken house for decades, it's time to let go. Find someone, throw it away randomly, and we'll get some peace. Initially fighting with you to death, if I had known the result would be like this, I should have escaped like Xiaoqi." "Yu'er, remember your identity," the old lady scolded lowly. The third madam threw grape skins all over the ground and said: "It's what you dare not say, so I say it." The old lady glared angrily and was about to speak when the second madam chuckled: "Who says Shen Mansion wears people down? We've been here for decades, yet Yu'er is still Yu'er." The second madam laughed, shook her head, and reached for the teacup. The old lady couldn't help but laugh: "You two keep singing." The second madam paused in thought, looked up and said: "In your opinion, which daughter-in-law among these will be useful?" The third madam snorted coldly: "I think none of them will amount to anything." An image of Bai Ruo'en's calm and composed face flashed before the old lady's eyes. "Qiongyao, I quite like that girl surnamed Bai," the second madam smiled and said, "Stubborn, smart, mature, she indeed has a bit of Ziyuan's youthful charm." The old lady shook her head and sighed: "Probably, she won't make it." That girl, she always felt she didn't belong to Shen Mansion. One day, she would leave here. At this moment, Shen Zixian came in with a thick stack of account books and said: "Grandma, here are the accounts from the tea shop, already organized. Please take a look." The old lady waved her hand and said: "You handle it." Seeing Shen Zixian, the second madam smiled and said: "In this Shen Mansion, Zixian is the most sensible." At this moment, Shen Ziyan's playful voice came from outside the window: "Second grandma is still partial, if Zixian is sensible, then isn't Ziyan confused?" As Shen Ziyan spoke, he walked in from the door, with Ping'er carrying embroidery behind him. "Ziyan, when did you come back?" The old lady happily asked, waving him over. "Sit here." Shen Ziyan sat beside the old lady and said: "Grandma, I'm back from Hangzhou, I selected the best embroidery for you, take a look." "Second young master personally selected it, choosing Grandma's favorite Phoenix through Peony." Ping'er smiled and brought the items to the old lady. The old lady reached out and touched the silk as fine as flowing clouds, surprised and exclaimed: "Good craftsmanship, delicate and smooth, light as a cloud. Hmm, the embroidery stitching is also quite good." Shen Ziyan glanced at Ping'er, who immediately stepped forward and smiled: "Does Grandma think the silk is better or the embroidery is better?" The old lady touched the silk and said: "Good silk, but I don't know whose hands it comes from. If we could invite this master to our Shen family, it would be even better." Shen Ziyan smiled and said: "Grandma, rest assured, Ziyan has already arranged it. In no more than three days, Master Jiang will come to Luoyang. He has already signed an agreement with me." The old lady nodded contentedly and smiled: "Good." Ping'er took the opportunity to say: "Grandma, I think Second Brother knows a lot about silk. Why not let the Second Brother help Zilin manage the silk shop? That way, Zilin would be much more relaxed. These few days, Zilin's illness seems to have flared up again; he cannot work hard." Hearing this, Shen Zixian glanced at Ping'er and remained silent. Shen Ziyan waved his hand and said: "No, Yanqing, I can't manage the silk shop, and it has always been managed by the seventh younger brother. It's inappropriate for me to interfere." The old lady put down the silk and said indifferently: "The matter of the silk shop is still decided by Zilin. Since Ziyan doesn't want to, that's settled." The second madam cheerfully asked Shen Ziyan: "Ziyan, how is the porcelain business going?" Shen Ziyan smiled and said: "It's all taken care of by the elder brother, I just run errands." As he spoke, he looked up and asked Shen Zixian: "Fourth brother, I hear the tea shop business is getting better and better." Shen Zixian replied indifferently: "Average, it's the off-season recently, naturally the business can't compare to last month." The third madam found it increasingly boring, stood up, clapped her hands, and said: "Eat and eat, the porridge cooked by the girl surnamed Bai in the morning is especially delicious. I'll find her to cook porridge." Saying this, she walked out. Bai Ruoen?! Shen Ziyan's lips curled slightly, and an image of her composed expression flashed in his mind. In the evening, as the sky gradually darkened, on the street, among the crowd, Bai Ruoen hurriedly walked towards Shen Mansion, while Shen Zilin strolled leisurely behind her. "Why didn't you tell me it's already dark? Grandma must be angry by now." Bai Ruoen anxiously pushed through the crowd, turning her head to see Shen Zilin beside her, but he was nowhere to be seen. She stopped, turned around, and saw Shen Zilin standing far away among the lights, tilting his head slightly, selecting a lantern. Bai Ruoen was momentarily stunned, then quickly regained her senses. She hurried forward and said: "It's already late, Grandma must be waiting impatiently. I need to go back quickly. You go back yourself." After finishing speaking, she turned to leave. Suddenly, Shen Zilin stretched out his hand and grabbed her. "Do you like it? I'll give it to you." Shen Zilin smiled with his eyes half-closed, holding out a lotus lantern with his slender fingers. Bai Ruoen looked down at the lantern, the light flickered across people's faces, a warm current flowed through her heart. Bai Ruoen accepted the lantern, thoughts of Liang Qingsheng three years ago flashed in her mind, solving riddles and knowing each other at the lantern festival, everything seemed like it was just last night. "I'll explain to Grandma about us shopping together." Shen Zilin said. "Ah?" Bai Ruoen blurted out, looking up, Shen Zilin had already walked to the other side, playing with various porcelain pieces. Bai Ruoen worriedly turned her head towards the direction of Shen Mansion, thought for a moment, and walked towards Shen Zilin. At this moment, fireworks were set off in the distance, a loud bang, splendid fireworks bloomed in the air. Bai Ruoen looked up at the sky, the fireworks lit up the sky, competing in beauty, burning their brightest moment in the air. Life is just like these fireworks, using the shortest moment of life to perform the most beautiful scenery. But, who will be the one to watch until the end? Thinking this, she lowered her head. Beside her, Shen Zilin quietly gazed at the sky, the firelight reflected on his face. Why does his calm face give people a sense of relaxation? Suddenly, as if sensing her gaze, Shen Zilin looked down at her and smiled with his eyes half-closed: "Which is prettier, the fireworks or the person?" Bai Ruoen hastily turned her head to look at the fireworks and said: "Fireworks..." Before she could finish her sentence, Shen Zilin suddenly moved forward, kissed her lips, gently pulled her into his embrace, his big hand caressed her slim waist, and his lips greedily savored her fragrance. Bai Ruoen's eyes widened. Although being forcibly kissed by him wasn't the first time, why was her heart beating so fast? She didn't resist that feeling. Her heart trembled slightly. Why? 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