"Isn't it?...

Xun Meiling glanced at her second son fiercely, "If you can't drink, drink less, and if you drink too much, go to sleep, such an adult, always worry!"

Little aunt, don't talk about the second cousin, he is also unintentional. ”

People teach their children in person, of course Murong Xianxian has to express it, and this kind of thing has passed in the past, and she can still distinguish between intentional and unintentional.

"That's right, come and sit down, Xiaoxiao also sits. ”

Xun Meiling took Murong Xianxian's hand and sat down, but Xiaoxiao didn't sit down, but came behind Murong Xianxian, shook her shoulder and said, "Happy, happy......"

Happy?

Several people next to him were a little puzzled.

"Happy and Huanhuan are the names of the two puppies in the family, and Xiao Xiao loves them very much. Murong Xianxian explained slightly.

"Tiny. ”

Jiang Shangsong's eyes rolled, and he came to Xiaoxiao's side, "I... Xiao immediately shrank and lowered his head, obviously still a little afraid of him.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I know there is a place where there are a few cute dogs, let's go over together, okay?"

Xiaoxiao was a little moved when he heard this, but he was a little afraid of Jiang Shangsong, so he grabbed Murong Xianxian's shoulder hard.

Xiaoxiao, let's go with my second cousin. Tomb Rong Xian slenderly squeezed his hand gently, hesitated for a while, and finally followed Jiang Shangsong to the back.

"Song'er is a little bit of a temperament, and she is a very good person. Xun Meiling hurriedly took the opportunity to reverse the impression of her second son in the eyes of her niece.

"I know. Murong Xianxian nodded.

"Sir, madam, please have tea!" said a maid with tea.

"Xian Xian, you can't get used to drinking tea, do you, what drink do you want to drink?" Xun Meiling asked.

"I also drink tea, but usually I only drink my own tea. Murong Xianxian replied.

In fact, she had a hard time in the past, she only drank white water, or after worshipping Zhu Guoen as a teacher, she gradually developed the habit of drinking tea, but she only drank the tea leaves produced by the tea tree in Zhu Guoen's house.

"What kind of tea are you drinking?" asked Xun Meiling. Her hobbies are playing cards and drinking tea, and her research in this area is much better than that of her husband's drinking tea as if he were dealing with errands.

"It's ordinary, it's grown in my own house. ”

Murong Xianxian turned his head to the maid next to him and said, "There is a porcelain box of tea leaves on the coffee table in the room, just pick out two or three pieces." "Yes. The maid agreed to leave, and Xun Meiling pulled Murong Xianxian to speak, asking her about her studies and even making friends, but this smart woman didn't immediately ask about Jiang Xiuhe.

"My mother and brother and I lived very well, but because of my brother's illness, my mother worked too hard, and I was ignorant at that time, and I couldn't help my mother more......"

Of course, Murong Xianxian knew what they wanted to know most, so she took the initiative to talk about her mother's situation. Although each memory felt like a tearing wound, she would rather savor the pain often than bury it in a thick crust.

“… In my mother's last days, she just didn't worry about me and my brother, I told her that I would live a good life with my brother, because although my mother is gone, my mother's love is always with us, and life is always happy with loving people. ”

"Xiuhe didn't say anything again?" Xun Meiling was already crying, Jiang Haitian had already gotten up and came to the window, his back to everyone, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Except for Sister Xian, all the servants have already gone down, and this old man who has been in the Jiang family for decades is already in tears.

"Yes. ”

Murong Xianxian's eyes were already red: "Mom said that she has done what she wants to do in her life, insisted on what she wants to insist on, loved and hated, and left regrets for herself to take away." ”

"Why...... Is she still resentful of us, resentful of us for not helping her back then?"

Xun Meiling cried very sadly, and her handkerchief was clenched tightly.

"Mom, my little aunt won't. Jiang Shangyun, who was sitting on the side, hurriedly comforted.

Murong Xianxian had long noticed the appearance of this eldest cousin Jiang Shangsong, a cool father and a strong body, wheat-colored skin, full of vitality: while Jiang Shangyun's appearance was somewhat like his mother, his whole body was full of bookish energy, and his skin was fair, but his spirit seemed to be a little bad.

Sixth little aunt, the eldest cousin is right"

Murong Xianxian said: "When my mother left, there was only regret, no resentment. ”

"But she never mentioned us until she died. Xun Meiling is still very sad, she and Jiang Xiuhe are not just sisters-in-law, but more like sisters, the events of the year have left a difficult knot in everyone's hearts, I originally thought that time would dilute this qiē, but I didn't expect it to be an eternal ending.

"Mom always said that everyone has to take responsibility for what they have done, and everyone's fate is not broken, the future is already doomed, there is no need to deliberately ask for it, maybe she already knows that there will be such a day in the future. Murong Xianxian's voice was low and authentic.

"Is that what Xiuhe said?"

Xun Meiling grabbed Murong Xian's hand, and looked at her carefully: "If your mother is still alive, how good it would be to see you look so good!"

"Miss Biao, please use tea!" The maid brought tea to Murong Xianxian, and the fragrance of tea lingered in the hall, everyone's minds were refreshed, and their grief was a little better.

"Is this your home-grown tea?" Xun Meiling said in surprise, she has a good understanding of tea ceremony, and even the tea cooking skills of the domestic servants are first-class, so she can naturally distinguish the quality of tea.

"Yes, we grow it in our house, I personally fry it, and I produce it myself. Murong Xian said.

"Pour one for Madame. Sister Xian next to her gave the maid a look, and the maid promised to leave quickly, and Murong Xianxian had already handed over the tea: "Little aunt, please taste it, if you like it, I have brought a lot, I can leave some for you." ”

Xun Meiling didn't refuse, took it and took a sip gently, a fragrance entered the abdomen with the hot flow, and in an instant, it seemed that the hairs on the whole body were also loose, extremely refreshing, and the tea fragrance was even more refreshing, and she couldn't help but blurt out: "Good tea! It's hard to imagine that such a good tea is actually produced at your home!"

Of course, it is a good tea, this tea tree and the big red robe of Wuyi Mountain as a whole, after the cultivation of the owners of Wenxiangfang, the quality is better than the big red robe of the plant, after being irrigated by Murong Slender with spiritual rain and nourished by witchcraft, the quality has been greatly improved, according to the people in the practice, this is already the standard of spiritual tea.

"What's so embarrassing about that?"

Xun Meiling frowned slightly, she is an elder, how can she be embarrassed to accept the gift of the junior first, and Jiang Caijing has already handed over a gift before......

After thinking for a while, she took off a bracelet from her wrist: "This bracelet will be passable, you keep it first, and then give it to you when your aunt has something good." ”