Mr. Qi looked at her in a daze, shook his head and said helplessly: "That's it, you can also go out for a walk with me." ”

Ming Kan came back to his senses and looked up at her, and he was not afraid, but he put down his pen and put his hand on his knee, drooped his head, and looked well-behaved and obedient, seeing that Mr. Qi wanted to laugh, he hurriedly urged her: "Don't worry, let's go." ”

She jumped down from her chair and followed Mr. Qi out the door.

The garden of Wenfu is called the Rest Garden, not far from the study.

Although it is autumn now, but along the corridor Yong Road has been walking, the rockery stone is still weeping vines, all over the cold green, only occasionally a few yellow leaves blown down with the wind, can see a trace of autumn gloom.

The teacher and student walked relatively speechless for a while, and Mr. Qi suddenly asked, "Why do you want to learn to write?"

Ming Kan looked up at her, then lowered his head and kicked a small pebble with his foot: "I want to write a letter to my aunt." ”

Maybe it was because Mr. Qi didn't laugh at her with everyone just now, and Ming Kan felt a little close to her. After all, in this unaccompanied Wen Mansion, Mr. Qi was the first person to make her feel kind.

Mr. Qi didn't know about the Wen family's family affairs, but she was originally from a big family, and seeing that Ming Kan was so old, she couldn't even write a few words, and she could guess how many points, so she said: "Since you want to write letters, you have to learn how to write well." ”

Ming Kan said in a sullen voice: "But it's so difficult to write." ”

Mr. Qi said sternly: "You have only been learning calligraphy for a day, how can there be anything in the world that can be done overnight." If the mind is so impetuous, doing things will only get half the result. ”

"I know," Ming's head lowered, "but I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up." ”

Mr. Qi slowed down his tone: "You don't have to write it yourself, you can ask someone to write it on your behalf, or let someone send a message to the past." ”

Ming Kan shook his head, and his childish face showed a look that did not match his age: "It's too far away, the people of the Wen family definitely don't want me to have anything to do with my aunt, and I can't trust them." ”

Mr. Qi looked at her and his heart softened, and said lovingly: "You are so smart and sensible, I think your aunt must love you very much." ”

"I know my aunt loves me," Ming Kan said with a serious expression when he looked up at her, "but sir, it won't last long." ”

When Mr. Qi heard her say this, he squatted down to look at her and asked, "Why do you think so at your young age?"

Ming Kan said as a matter of course: "I used to love my mother very much, although she always ignored me, rarely talked to me, and only missed my father in my heart, but I still loved her very much, because she is the closest person to me in the world." She died two years ago, and I cried so hard that I woke up at night with my pillow wet. But it's only been two years, and I don't think about her often, and even if I do, I'm not so sad anymore, and I don't even remember what she looks like very clearly. ”

It can be seen that people are not around, and the farther away they are, the fader the shadow becomes. I am not with my aunt and uncle, and if I remind them of me from time to time, I am afraid that it will not be long before they forget me, and maybe I will forget them too. ”

After saying all this, she lowered her head again and kicked the pebble in front of her feet completely.

"'Those who go are getting sparse, and those who come are getting closer and closer', I didn't expect you to realize this truth at your age," Mr. Qi pondered for a long time before he stroked the top of her head lovingly, and said softly: "If you can trust me, I can write a letter to your aunt for you." But the premise is that you have to calm down and practice the words I teach you stroke by stroke. ”

"Really?"

Ming Kan looked up and looked at her expectantly.

Mr. Qi said gently but solemnly: "I am a gentleman, so naturally I will not lie and deceive people." ”

……

On the same day, Mr. Qi wrote a note for Ming Kan.

Although it was ghostwritten by Mr. Qi, the content was thought up by Ming Kan racking his brains.

"I have arrived at the Wen family, everything is appropriate, don't read it. ”

The words are short, just one sentence. Although the tone is cold, it reveals a bit of a little girl's negativity.

Mr. Qi laughed when he heard this, and repeatedly confirmed with her: "Are you sure you want to write this?"

Ming Kan nodded heavily: "One more sentence, let Husheng remember to catch fireflies for me." ”

Before leaving, Ming Kan checked the address again and again, but he was still a little worried, and he didn't know if the person entrusted by Mr. Qi could deliver the letter to Mingshui Town. However, thinking that there will be a long time in the future, since Mr. Qi promised her, he will always help find a way. She also relaxed a little and studied with Mr. Qi seriously.

Although Wen Jianwan was still quite resentful that Ming Kan could go to the study with them, she was afraid of Mr. Qi's existence, so she could only be forced to accept it. However, she couldn't give Ming Kan any good looks, and pulled the two small partnerships of Jianxiu and Jianyu to isolate Mingsu, and in private she was either sneering or treating her as air.

Ming Kan didn't have time to comment on Wan's small movements.

She counted her life, and it took seven days for Mei Shan to come to Huaicheng from Mingshui Town, and she went back and forth on the way, and it took half a month to reply to her aunt and mother at the earliest.

During this period, before Ming Kan could reply, a major event happened in the Wen Mansion first.

- Old lady Wen is seriously ill.

Ming Kan privately listened to Chun Tao mutter, and then he knew that the old lady had a stroke a few years ago. Although he was diagnosed and treated by a famous doctor and picked up a life, he fell into the problem of crooked mouth and nose and poor walking, and since then he has handed over the business to his two sons to take care of.

The old lady is old, his most beloved youngest son died last year, and this year he has been working hard for the Wen family's business. Finally, as soon as the matter passed, he urgently recalled his two sons to discuss the way forward. When the arrangements for his children and grandchildren were decided, the breath in his heart was relieved, and the person fell ill.

His disease was menacing, and all the famous Chinese and Western doctors in the entire Huaicheng were invited to the house in turn to come to the house for diagnosis and treatment.

The entire Wenfu was covered with dark clouds, and the people below were walking in a hurry, and even Chun Tao, who was used to being rampant and domineering on weekdays, held his breath and settled a lot.

In this panic, Ming Kan is still the same as ever. She has no feelings for the Wen family, and she can't understand the significance of the backbone of Mrs. Wen to the Wen family, so she focuses on the two things of learning characters and waiting for a reply.

In the past, because of her poor family, she had never held a brush, and she had made little progress. Akira remembers that when he and his aunt used to read and write, they used to use branches to draw on the sand by the river, first memorizing the glyphs, and then taking them apart to see the strokes and structure. As soon as she had free time, she squatted under the locust tree in the yard and wrote with her fingers.

In addition, for fear that he would miscalculate the day of leaving home, every morning, Ming Kan would go to the locust tree and scratch a mark with a stone.

The days passed, and seeing that Ming Kan was about to be carved to the fifteenth mark, I heard that Mrs. Wen had finally woken up, but her physical condition was still not very good, after all, people are also getting older, and the age is there, and it is a blessing to be able to pick up a life from the hands of Lord Yama.

But these have nothing to do with Ming Kan, and she waits wholeheartedly for her aunt's reply.

On the fifteenth day, Ming Kan finally couldn't hold it back, and began to fidget in the morning, going out to see it for a while, but Mr. Qi only came to teach them in the afternoon, and she couldn't help it.

As soon as Ming Kan made the last marks on the bark, Haruka suddenly rushed in.

While pulling the clothes on Ming Kan's body, she said quickly: "The third aunt and grandmother just sent someone to send a message to ask you to go to the old lady's yard." ”

Ming Kan was a little confused, during the time she came to the Wen Mansion, except for the third aunt and Mei Shan who occasionally appeared a few times, none of the elders of the Wen family had seen her. This time, she was suddenly asked to go to the old lady's yard, and I knew that something big was going to happen.

Chun Tao hurriedly changed Ming Kan's clothes, washed her face, and took her to the old lady's yard.

Although it has only been half a month since he entered the mansion, this is the second time that Ming Kan has come here.

Old Lady Wen's courtyard seemed to be different from other courtyards, and the walls were exceptionally high and thick, like a heavy cage. A large pomegranate tree was planted in the middle of the courtyard, and now it was late autumn, and the branches and leaves had withered, leaving only bare dead branches entrenched in the sky above the courtyard.

When Ming Kan arrived, most of the masters in the Wen Mansion had already arrived.

Wen Jianwan and several of them were taken by their respective nurses to stand aside, and even Jianwan, who had always been domineering, was extremely obedient today. In addition to Mei Shan on the side, there was also a young man in a gray robe, who seemed to be the master of the Wen family.

He was thin and thin, with a heroic look between his eyebrows, but his expression was extremely cold, as if he was indifferent to the people and things here.

After Ming Kan stood still, two middle-aged men who looked like old men hurriedly came to the courtyard. One of the two is tall and thin, the other is short and fat, and there is a bit of similarity between their eyebrows, but they don't know which is the eldest master and which is the second master.

As soon as she thought so, the short and fat one who used to pick up the little Jianyu and teased her twice, and then turned his head and said a few words to Jianxiu, obviously, he was the second master Wen Zhongzhang. The other one who stroked the top of Wan's head should be the eldest master Wen Boxuan.

Seeing Ming Kan coming, these two of her nominal uncles just glanced at each other and didn't care.

Seeing that the people who could come were almost all here, the people inside came out and told them to come in.

There was a charcoal basin in the room, it was very hot, and there was a bitter smell of Chinese medicine everywhere. Coupled with the poor lighting, it has an old and gloomy atmosphere.

There was a lacquered gold chair in the hall, on which lay a thin old man, and next to him stood the third aunt and grandmother. Because he was facing away from them, Ming Kan could only see the new black satin flower gown on his body, as well as a small black melon skin hat. He had a dry braid on the back of his head, hanging like a pig's tail. The same courtyard as this coffin exudes the smell of decay and mildew.

The third aunt and grandmother took Ming Kan's hand and turned it to the front, and without waiting for her to see it clearly, she pressed her shoulder and asked her to kowtow and call someone.

After kowtowing three times in a row, Ming Kan secretly glanced at Old Lady Wen.

I saw an old man lying on his back on the chair, the skin on his face was wrinkled, his facial features were crooked, and his eyes were covered with a layer of white, as if a dried corpse was staring at her coldly.

Ming Kan has always been bold, and this will also hit a fierce spirit and lowered his head, not daring to raise his head again.

Old Lady Wen muttered a few words in a muddy voice, like a person's babble before death.

The third aunt and grandmother said with a smile: "The old lady said that the name of the third girl will be called Jianning in the future, and I don't thank the old lady for the name." ”

Ming Kan had no choice but to kowtow three more times, and then got up and stood aside with his head down, and heard a heavy mutter, and the two uncles were softly responding to something on the side. What they said had no beginning or end, and Ming Kan could hear it in a fog.

After a while, the third aunt and grandmother said softly: "The old lady is tired, go back to the house to rest first, and ask the two masters and these little ones to talk about the situation." ”

When Old Lady Wen returned to the back room, a group of people came out of the courtyard, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.