Ye's condition has taken a turn for several days, she has been sick all the year round, the family has been used to it, first she was sick and often went to see her, and then only Yu Rong Zezhi and a few juniors in the family gave her a dowry, and then Yu Rong wanted to embroider a dowry, Ye is a person who likes to be clean, and they are not allowed to guard every day, and there is only Song Yintang in front of the sickbed.

The old lady first sent people to greet her every day, in the end, it was her beloved daughter-in-law, ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum poured down, but she still failed to raise it, the old lady asked from every day, and then asked as usual, even the girl next to her has been changed, and what medicine did Ye take every day, and the doctor came to inquire again.

After being sick for many years, the people in the courtyard are all indifferent, but Gan's came back and went to see her every day for several days, and Gan's worshiped the Bodhisattva for the past two years

Su, the person is rounded, and her face looks a lot better, seeing that Ye Shi saw her lose weight a few times, she couldn't even restrain her bird's nest porridge, she could only eat and drink thick porridge soup, thinking about the past things that seemed to be in her previous life, she sighed and persuaded her: "What's so bad about this, that person is gone, let's live a stable life, what's wrong?"

She knew that there was no more Song Wanghai in Ye's heart, Song Wanghai had asked her to search for silver for many years, Ye's heart was afraid that there were 10,000 eyes to look down on, Gan's heart was jealous of her like grass at that time, and when Song Wanghai was gone, her days were slowly getting better.

Gan went back to the old house, waiting for the serious in-laws, these two old people suffered the pain of losing their son, and they actually came over, only people became more and more confused, they could eat and drink, and regarded Gan's nephew as Song Wanghai, as if they had returned to the time when they had not passed their son to Mrs. Song twenty years ago.

As soon as Gan went back, she took over the housekeeping from her son, and she also had to take her daughter to sacrifice Song Wanghai, kowtow to incense in front of his grave, and have to sweep the grave and weed for him every year, but her son refused to ask her to go.

Gan's heart was suspicious, his son couldn't wait to take a ruler to measure, the word filial piety was always respected, but he refused to let his mother and sister go to his father's grave, Gan went back and forth, and asked about it.

The coffin of the Song family carried three people, or three people who were soaked, how could the coffin be unconscious, not to mention that when it was cleared out of the room, some people saw that Song Jingtang also deliberately renovated the house, Song Wanghai's distinction was not blown away, but it was all picked up, and a small garden was made here, two flowers and trees were planted, and a stone table was placed.

This is afraid that Gan will live in this house when he comes back, when Gan heard that her husband died so undignified, she knew that she cried fiercely, she loved Song Wanghai in her heart, and still felt that he was disgusting, and Ye was afraid that he was a mess of pickles.

The bitterness in her heart is gone, but she has some feelings about Ye's injury, she figured it out, it's much better to have him than to have him, how can life not be over, after three years of filial piety, I came back, and saw that Ye's body was not as good as three years ago, so I went to see her once.

Gan's rarely set foot in the Mandarin Duck Pavilion, when you come in, you will smell the smell of medicine first, there is a small medicine stove under the corridor, the girl looks at the fire from time to time to add water to it, Ye is lying on the couch, half of the window is opened, the light is on her face, her face is pale, and there is no half of the gleam in her eyes, Gan knows that the Ye family has fallen, and her daughter can even eat more in those days when she gets the news, but Ye's is good or bad has nothing to do with them, because of this joy she said a few words to her daughter.

But Song Zhimei has listened to her father and mother for many years and looked forward to the Ye family's bad luck, Gan's because of this, she didn't care at all, and thought that Gan's was because of widowhood, so she didn't dare to show her meaning: "What else is she taller than us now?"

Gan's family was entangled with her, and she felt more and more remorseful in her heart, hoping that one day she would understand that she would even burn incense a few more times in front of the Bodhisattva, and when she came to see Ye's, she deliberately didn't bring her daughter with her.

Ye looked at her, just by looking at her complexion, he knew that she was doing well, he pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, where was Song Wanghai who couldn't let go, and asked two sentences about Song Jingtang's relatives, although Ye didn't care about it, but he still heard that the old lady was angry, because Song Jingtang brought back an orphan girl.

She had the heart to open her mouth to persuade her, but she was afraid that Gan would not listen to her, but it would be self-defeating, the two of them had never sat so close, one was lying down, the other was sitting next to the couch, Gan saw that she was weak like this, and opened her mouth: "If my sister has anything to say, just say it." ”

After an interval of 20 years, the two women can sit calmly in the same room, Ye knows that time is short, his own body knows that the ginseng lingzhi has not been broken for a day, but this body is like a boiled up, day by day I am not angry, she still wants to watch Song Yintang get married, and if it drags on like this, I am afraid that I will not be able to see it.

Gan asked her, and she said softly: "Don't just look at the bad, but also look at the benefits, life is unsatisfactory, ten out of ten, there are one or two points of wishful, and it is enough." "The good things in the world are not firm, and the colored clouds are easy to disperse and the glass is brittle, which is one or two points good, and it is already rare.

After Ye said these words, he already felt tired, Gan was worried about his children, and he always felt that he owed them something, and he was willing to really wronged his children.

From time to time, she came to the Mandarin Duck Pavilion to sit and accompany the Ye family, the old lady felt strange, and saw that the Gan family did not seem to be a fake, but sighed, if there was no such thing back then, maybe she would be a concubine but would be harmonious.

Ye's body is getting worse day by day, and then he can't even sit down, and the family is looking at Zezhi Xiang and asking Song Yintang to come back, and the old lady is still worried, if there is really something, the grandson has to keep filial piety for another three years.

Don't read it in Ye's illness, what I want is to see my son, my son is far away in Yanjing, then I will see Ye Wenxin, Shi Ju handed the letter to the old lady, asked the old lady, and then I should come down, I really invited someone to invite "Ye Wenxin", and then asked Shi Ju to go to the other garden to pick people back.

Ye Wenxin didn't even have time to change her clothes, so she put on a cloak outside, put on a hat and got into the car, Shi Gui followed a few steps behind, she couldn't follow, she went to help immediately, she had to wait at home, the car went out, Shi Gui went back to the room and took Ye Wenxin's embroidered heart sutra, and ran to catch up with the car: "The girl brought this to his wife." ”

The Heart Sutra is finished with more than ten words, Ye Wenxin is embroidering in the car, she knows that she can come to pick her up to see Ye's, it must be really bad, tears fell on the bright yarn, wet the tulle black thread, the needle on the hand, the car was bumpy again, and she pricked her hand several times.

Shi Ju couldn't bear it, but the Ye family really didn't have many days, these days were just boiling, and he wanted to wait for Song Yintang to come back, with ginseng tablets in his mouth, afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold it out, so he called Ye Wenxin.

When Ye Wenxin arrived at the Song family, the Heart Sutra had been embroidered, and the last dozen or so words were embroidered in a scribbled manner, a thin layer of black thread, and the handwriting would be embroidered, Shi Ju led her into from the side door, all the way to the Mandarin Duck Pavilion, the girls inside were all guarding under the corridor, and when they saw such a woman who covered her head and face, they all looked at her once.

As soon as Ye Wenxin entered the inner room, Shi Ju put down the curtain, did not allow anyone to guard under the corridor, guarded in front of the door, and sent a charcoal basin inside, smart people had already guessed, only shrunk his head and pretended not to know, Shi Ju did not have the power of Chunyan, but when he looked at them, they also understood the meaning, whoever showed it, there was no good fruit to eat.

Ye Wenxin couldn't take care of the side anymore, went to Ye's inner room, and fell down in front of Ye's couch, her room was filled with fragrant flowers, and there were two pots of golden orange trees in the corner, although she was sick for a long time, the house was also clean and exquisite, it can be seen that the people around her were attentive, but no matter how hard she was, she was getting thinner and thinner day by day, and compared to Ye Wenxin's last time she saw Ye's, the whole person's appearance changed.

Ye Shi was originally asleep, but when he heard a thin sob, thinking about why someone was crying in the room, his eyelids raised with difficulty, and he saw Ye Wenxin kneeling on the edge of the couch.

The aunt and nephew haven't seen each other for more than three years, and at this time, Ye Wenxin's whole body has grown, his clothes are plain, his face is full of tears, he is afraid to make a sound by biting the handkerchief, and he can't hold back this grief, crying so much that the whole person trembles.

Ye Shi saw that it was her, a smile appeared on his face, his fingers moved slightly, and he reached out to hook her, Ye Wenxin saw that Ye Shi was awake, held her with both hands, and called in a low voice: "Auntie." ”

The smile on the corner of Ye's mouth was fleeting, she couldn't even laugh, her lips moved, but she couldn't make a sound, the Mandarin Duck Pavilion was still a clean place, but she knew that the funeral was already being prepared for her outside.

Thinking that he would hold on until his son came back, he probably couldn't wait, so Ye opened his mouth and said only two words: "Pillow." Ye Wenxin was stunned for a while, and it took a while to understand what she said, looking at the bed, a soft pillow and a hard pillow, she stood up to get it, picked it up and looked at it, it was the same as her mother's.

Shen also left such a pillow for his daughter, Ye Wenxin knew the trick, the wooden pillow was painted, and the shell was pasted with a turn of gem beads, which looked very luxurious, and gave this to her, saying that it was a thought, but Ye Wenxin knew that this pillow could be opened, and there was a dark groove at the bottom, and it popped open when he pressed it.

Since Ye asked her to take the pillow, she brought it to Ye's eyes, Ye took a hard breath, and spit out another word: "Give ......"

Ye Wenxin couldn't stop tearing on the colored shell mandarin duck attached to the pillow: "Is it for my cousin?"

Ye closed his eyes, he agreed, the medical stone was invalid at this time, the imperial doctor let the preparation for the future early, the second elder of the Song family opened the warehouse, and took out all the longevity materials for the old lady Song, he had two coffins in his life, and he prepared them early, one for his son Song Siyuan, and one for his daughter-in-law Ye Lianshi.

Bamboo and fir futon incense candles, all prepared little by little, Song Yintang continued the letter, and came back in the past two days, Ye Shi had written the letter early, and the final confession was written in the letter.

She looked at Ye Wenxin, if it can be successful, it is natural, if it can't be done, there is no need to force it, the old lady and the old lady can't figure it out for a while, no matter how painful they are, they haven't died in the end, but she is a person who has died once.

In detail, she died a long time ago, and her withered body was still walking in the world for twenty more years, and she was finally going to be buried, so she was relieved, her body was getting lighter and lighter day by day, and she was afraid that she would float to the sky if she couldn't wait for her son, and her hand was slightly open, and she grasped Ye Wenxin.