Taiwei rubbed the rosary on her wrist, and her expression did not change at all, but her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips gradually turned white. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info she doesn't wear the gold, silver and jade bracelets next to her wrist, and only wears this string of prayer beads all year round, made of glass, the color is like a blue ocean, and there seem to be ups and downs.

This rosary originally belonged to her mother, Jiang, and it only came to her five years ago.

At that time, my mother had been crazy for a long time, and moved to Ziwei Garden, and after living in a corner, she disappeared all year round. It is said that she only sleeps with her head buried in her daily prayers, does not see people, does not talk, and never goes out.

"Diamond Sutra", "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", "Jizo Bodhisattva Wish Sutra......

Book by book, volume by volume, read over and over again, just hoping to dispel yin and evil and clear the mind.

Medicine doesn't work, but the scriptures are mostly useful.

Five years ago, when she had a birthday, she said that her mother was crazy, but she still remembered it, and tried her best to ask someone to send her her most beloved rosary.

Taiwei looked in the direction of Ziwei Yuan at the moment, stroked the rosary on her wrist, and couldn't help but think in her heart, her mother should still love herself.

Even if she is crazy, her heart has never changed.

The grandfather Jiang family withered and had long since declined, and no one was able to support the lintel long before Emperor Jianyang entered the capital. It was because my mother had not been pregnant for half a year that she had only been pregnant, and my grandmother dared to give a big reward to my father.

Because my mother has no one to rely on, this face doesn't matter.

The father did not refuse to come, and accepted all the women who gave him. Judging from the subtlety, my father doesn't seem to like my mother much. It's not about not loving, and it's not about how much you love.

But such a father, when his grandmother threatened to divorce his mother, he refused to say anything.

Why?

Why didn't he say yes?

There is no one in the Jiang family, and even if he divorces his mother, no one dares to come to look for him.

Why didn't he say yes?

Is it because he is afraid of people's words, and is afraid that people will spit on him because he divorced his crazy wife?

Tai Weiwei thought deeply, it can't be.

How could a person who immediately bowed down after Emperor Jianyang became emperor could be worried about the weight of the words "people's words are terrible". He did not divorce his wife, apparently for another reason.

It's just that I've been thinking about it for many years, but I have never been able to guess it.

Retracting his gaze, he glanced at Bizhu beside him: "Mother Ding has taken a few days off?"

Not long after the nurse was casually set up by her grandmother and thrown to the grange, there was more mother Ding in her yard. Ding's mother was born thin, and Su Ri spoke and acted like her figure, dry and boring.

Too tiny was afraid of her.

Ding's mother has Aunt Cui and grandmother behind her, and when she dealt with Taiwei, she used the excuse of discipline and even dared to go to the ruler. As long as the word is wrong, you will hit the hand board.

Ordinary little girls have long been scared and wilted.

But the more Taiwei was beaten, the tougher her temper became.

Ding's mother tortured her in a different way and forced her to copy "The Female Ring", "The Female Rule", and "The Legend of the Martyr...... One copy is finished, and there is another one. said that he didn't know how to grow anymore, and he should have copied it down so many times, and he should remember it in his heart.

Taiwei remembered what Ding's mother had said, and couldn't help but sneer.

Bizhu thought that her sneer was aimed at herself, so she immediately lowered her head and said respectfully, "How did the girl forget, Mother Ding took a three-day leave and will not be able to come back until the day after tomorrow." ”

Taiwei turned around and walked forward, wondering as she went, whether she had misremembered or if something was really wrong.

She remembered the days when she was punished by her grandmother for kneeling in the ancestral hall, but she didn't remember that Ding's mother took three days off. In her memory, there was no such thing at all.

She walked faster and faster, and suddenly her body stiffened, and she instinctively grabbed her hands back, pushed her shoulders sideways, grabbed the wrists of the person behind her, and threw her forward.

"Ouch", there was a young man in blue on the ground.

Bizhu screamed and rushed forward over Taiwei, panicking to help the person up: "Young Master Cousin, are you okay?"

The young man on the ground clutched his arms and gasped, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at Taiwei in disbelief. The corners of his mouth twitched, as if he wanted to speak, but he couldn't spit out a word for a long time.

Tai Wei lowered his hand and looked at him, and said with a blank expression: "It turned out to be Cousin Ding'an." ”

Bizhu was so anxious beside her that she called out to her with a pale face: "Girl, how are you, how are you ......?" Speaking of this, Bizhu's voice stopped abruptly. Only then did she realize that Taiwei was just a delicate little girl, how did she throw a young man who was older than her and a head taller than her shoulder?

The words in her mouth could not go on.

His face became more and more pale.

Bizhu cautiously wanted to help the young master Zhou Dingan up from the ground. But Zhou Dingan shook her off with a wave of his hand, and his vocal cords said in annoyance: "You don't have to help me!"

Seeing him like this, Bizhu immediately retracted her hand in panic.

Zhou Dingan stood up straight, frowned, looked up and down too slightly, and called out "fifth cousin".

Taiwei let him look at it, with a cold and detached look on his face.

After the eldest aunt Qi Chunmei returned to her parents' house with her young son, she never left Jingningbo Mansion. Her only son, Zhou Ding'an, has also been raised in the house.

Taiwei and him are childhood sweethearts.

Zhou Dingan was born well. The literary quality is polite and suave, and it is said that he is like his father. But his mother was a famous beauty when she was young, and his eyebrows and eyes are actually more like his mother.

But although he has a good skin, he can't do anything, and there is really nothing to see.

However, there are so many people in the house, it seems that only Taiwei thinks that he has nothing to see, and the people next to him, who sees him, have to praise him for being handsome. It's as if as long as that face is well-born, everything is fine.

It doesn't matter what kind of character you are or what kind of person you are.

Taiwei used to scoff at this, but now when she looks at him again, she only feels more boring.

After seeing that person, she couldn't feel the word "Jun" when she saw any man.

She looked at Zhou Ding'an, and said in a light tone: "Men and women don't kiss, I'm not a child, my cousin should be more careful on weekdays." ”

Zhou Ding'an looked suspicious and embarrassed, and said with some displeasure: "Yes, I won't dare to pat you on the shoulder next time." ”

Taiwei chuckled: "That's good." ”

- But if he knew that he would almost die at his hands one day, let alone pat his shoulder, I'm afraid he would have to look at it...... I didn't dare to look at her again.