Jiang Shi smiled when he heard this, put down the wolf hair in his hand, looked at her sideways, and said softly: "How do you know that Aunt Zhao is smarter than Aunt Cui?"

This is the fourth time the mother and daughter have met. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

From time to time, Taiwei would talk to her about some people and things in the house.

When Jiang first heard it, he almost couldn't tell which one was which. Qi Yuanzhang's concubines, she only remembered Aunt Bai, after listening to the names of the people, she was surprised, Qi Yuanzhang never accepted a concubine later?

After Xiaoqi, there were no new children in Jingningbo's mansion.

Qi Yuanzhang still has no son and no heir.

Jiang felt unbelievable that Old Madam Qi would not continue to give birth to his son......

She didn't get pregnant again after giving birth to Taiwei back then, and Mrs. Qi always gave her a look. After seeing it too much, no matter how stupid she was, she understood what Old Madam Qi meant.

A good wife, a good wife, you have to take a concubine for your husband, and you can only be called virtuous.

The hereditary title, there is no successor, where is it like words.

But Mrs. Qi herself never let her husband take a concubine back then.

She gave birth to her eldest daughter in her first child, and gave birth to her son Qi Yuanzhang after a few years. In the middle, Lao Jing Ningbo did not have a famous concubine.

Except for one sister, Qi Yuanzhang has no half-siblings.

Mrs. Qi herself refused to be a good wife, but she wanted her daughter-in-law to do it.

Jiang occasionally dreamed in the middle of the night that he thought back to what Old Madam Qi had said to him, and he still couldn't help but feel chills.

The Jiang family is in decay, and there is no one to support the court.

She had no brothers, and once her father died, she couldn't stand up.

Jiang looked at his daughter gently, but between the two, there was always a table. She still didn't dare to get too close to her daughter......

Without waiting for a slight answer, she let out a long, deep sigh.

"It's all my fault, leaving you alone. Jiang's eyes showed a slight look of pain, "If I can always accompany you and protect you, you don't have to know who is smart and who is smarter." ”

Those people are sinister and calculating each other, and she didn't want to let too little contact bear it.

But it has come to this point, Taiwei has grown up.

Jiang regretted: "I thought that Mother Liu was here, and she could protect you a little." ”

She herself, Hugh said that she was too young, and it was possible to hurt her daughter if she was not careful, but it was really not as useful as Liu's mother in comparison.

But Liu's mother was driven away.

Jiang closed his eyes and sighed again.

Taiwei laughed: "Always know." ”

A place like the Qi family, a group of people like the Qi family.

She lived in the midst of it, with their blood flowing in her body, how could she grow up spotless and blank paper? Even if her mother accompanied her day and night, it would never be possible.

Taiwei held the pen, lightly bit the end of the pen, and suddenly said, "Mother, I have always wanted to ask you." ”

Jiang's body stiffened.

Tai smiled and asked, "Do you love your father?"

Hearing this, Jiang's stiff body suddenly relaxed again.

The lightness spread along her spine to all the limbs, so that she didn't care about the slightest trespass. A little girl who has not come out of the cabinet, how can she open her mouth to love or not.

What's more, it is to ask the mother if she loves the father.

Jiang Shi took a deep breath: "I don't know. ”

Taiwei thought she would say "love", but she didn't expect it to be "I don't know", and she was stunned.

Jiang Shi smiled: "I really never thought about what you asked. ”

Before she and Qi Yuanzhang got married, they didn't know each other, where can they talk about love or not. It's just two strangers, who became husband and wife, and they were strangers at first.

As for the later ......

She really didn't know.

Jiang looked at his daughter and told the truth: "Maybe I don't love it." ”

If she loved him to the point of going crazy, she must have fought to the death with Mrs. Qi back then, and she would never let Qi Yuanzhang take a concubine.

Jiang said: "But maybe it's love." ”

So she and him, with too little.

Jiang looked at his daughter, smiling lightly, but the corners of his eyes showed fine lines.

Tai Wei's gaze fell on those fine lines.

's mother is about the same age as Aunt Cui.

But Aunt Cui looked like a young woman who was only twenty-five or sixteen years old, not even thirty years old. She has a fair and ruddy complexion, a slender and graceful figure, and she doesn't want to say spots on her face, but she doesn't even have a little yellow gas.

On her head, there was not a single silver thread missing.

It's like a mother.

The sideburns are born early, and the lines at the corners of the eyes are like overlapping mountains.

Knowing that she was coming, the mother dressed up carefully, and tried to hide her gray hair under the black hair. But one or two can still be hidden, so much, where can they be hidden?

Taiwei wanted to pretend that she didn't see it, but this simple word "pretend" seemed so difficult at this time.

She looked at her mother and smiled, and changed the question: "What kind of person do you think my father is?"

Jiang Shi was stunned for a moment and didn't speak for a long time.

What kind of person is Qi Yuanzhang?

She struggled to recall, tried to describe, but she didn't know where to start.

The Qi Yuanzhang she had seen was two people who were different from each other.

The pain was surging, and Jiang Shi closed his eyes hard.

Some things, even if they are sealed in the depths of memory, trapped and pressed with iron cables and boulders, they still desperately want to break free and return to the world.

Jiang Shi stood up suddenly, turned his back, and said in a low and fast voice: "It's not early, Aunt Qiao, you go back first." ”

There was a slight shock as she stood up from her chair.

She turned her head to look out the half-open window.

The light of the day was bright and dazzling.

It's only about time now.

Normally, at this time, her mother had no intention of driving her back.

So this time, why is it different?

Obviously, every time she stays in Ziwei Garden, the time she spends is prolonging......

Taiwei remembered the question she had asked casually.

What kind of person was my father?

The mother did not answer.

She clearly even asked herself if she loved her father and explained in detail, why was she so strange on this issue?

Taiwei frowned suspiciously.

Jiang Shi turned his back to her, didn't hear the footsteps, and urged again: "Go back quickly!"

Taiwei stood there, only a step away from her, and could touch her by stretching out her hand and leaning forward a little. But after hesitating for a moment, Taiwei raised his feet and walked outside.

Why did she ask her mother what kind of person her father was?

Is it really a casual remark?

Taiwei walked down the corridor step by step, reminiscing step by step.

The reason why she asked like this was probably because she noticed that her father was different from what she remembered.

The father in her memory is obviously more incompetent and confused.

Before he died, she hadn't spoken to him for almost two years.