Siqing often wondered if it was right to leave Jiang Yarong behind.

Although from all aspects, she should have been left behind, but within a few days, she regretted it.

Eat early in the morning, now that the Meng family is small, the meals are no longer divided into courtyards, they are all together, Jiang Yarong walked straight to Huai'an and sat down, without eating, she looked at the person next to her, lowered her eyebrows and helped him pick up vegetables and serve rice, eager to feed him.

Huai'an wanted to cry without tears and didn't know the taste, Siqing only lowered her head, didn't eat vegetables, didn't raise her eyes, and never looked at them, Gu Yingyue was indignant, and knocked the bowl with chopsticks.

This meal, except for Pan Lanfang, no one ate it happily.

When I came back in the evening, I couldn't hide from the dinner scene as in the morning.

After a few days, Huai'an simply opened a small stove with Siqing in the backyard and no longer went to the front.

I thought it had been calm for a few days, but I heard that Jiang Yarong was cold, talking nonsense with a fever, and kept thinking about Huai'an, and I was going to ask him to take a look.

Her illness is not a trivial matter, Siqing asked Yun'er carefully, and Yun'er bluntly said that her young lady was really pretending to be cold, and this idea was Pan Lanfang's idea.

She was relieved, but Pan Lanfang kept chattering, and finally remembered Huai'an, this time it was not pleasing to go, Ren Huai'an was used to throwing thousands of pounds in four or two, and refused people thousands of miles away, neither lightly nor heavily, but after a lot of maneuvering, it was also delayed for a long time.

Pan Lanfang was guarding outside the courtyard, counting the time while looking at the sky, and secretly rejoicing: "For such a long time, the things that should be done should be done, God bless, don't let Siqing look at it today, don't go in for bad things." ”

She closed her eyes and finished reading, and when she opened her eyes, she just saw Siqing standing in front of her.

She jumped up and retreated, as if she had seen a ghost, spread out her arms to block the door, and said with a heroic and righteous look: "You are not allowed to go in and cause destruction." ”

Siqing didn't plan to go in, she just came to find Gu Yingyue, and she happened to be passing by.

So she said "oh" and turned her head to walk towards Gu Yingyue's courtyard, but the people behind her refused to let her go, and came forward to stop her suspiciously: "Are you trying to play with other ideas?"

"Everyone is inside, what else can I think?"

"But no, why didn't you react at all?" Pan Lanfang looked at her suspiciously.

"Do you want me to react?"

"I don't want to, but it doesn't mean that you shouldn't, you're so quiet, I look cautious. The other glanced at her.

Pan Lanfang believed that she was a model in the main room back then, and she was not bad for Meng Hongxian's two concubines, but no matter how generous she was, she still felt sour when she watched Meng Hongxian walk into other people's rooms.

What's more, it was the order of her parents to marry into the Meng family at that time, and she didn't have an emotional foundation with Meng Hongxian, these two are different, she doesn't believe that she can be so calm, unless she is planning some big move.

But Siqing really didn't have half a wave, she faced the person in front of her, and said lightly: "What is there to worry about, it won't be done." ”

"Why can't it be?" Compared to whether she reacted or not, this sentence was obviously more lethal to Pan Lanfang.

"Because...... No, I can't. Siqing frowned, Jiang Yarong's body, acting recklessly is looking for death, although Yun'er hid her condition, it was impossible not to remind her sideways.

But Pan Lanfang didn't know, she pondered for a moment, her mind made a few rounds, and suddenly her face was like ashes, and she grabbed Siqing and said, "You mean...... Huai'an can't do it?"

"Huh?" Siqing choked on his own words, clutched his chest and coughed several times in a row, "No, it's not ......"

"Oh, it's terrible, how can this be, it can't be done, it can't be ......" Pan Lanfang didn't listen to her back, she held her head, it seemed to be extremely painful, she turned around in place several times, and she kept reading the sentence "can't be" in her mouth, and she couldn't listen to any voices around her.

After reading for a while, she walked out in a trance, and the mother-in-law who served beside her was busy following, and they walked out of the courtyard, and heard the mother-in-law shout, "Madam, this is not the way back." ”

"If I don't go back, I'm going out, I'm going to find a doctor. ”

"Ma'am, are you unwell?"

"No, I have to find someone to get some medicine for Huai'an, make up for it!"

Siqing: "......"

Pan Lanfang has an advantage, and what he believes must be done, but when this advantage is reflected in Huai'an, it becomes a burden.

Huai'an naturally refused to drink the medicine sent, Pan Lanfang quietly added it to the meal, Huai'an soon found out the clue, and refused to eat the food she had handled, so she changed the way to boil it into the tea, and after a few times, it was discovered, she didn't know when to put it back in the meal, and when Huai'an was wary of the meal again, the medicine had already entered the tea again.

Unless Huai'an doesn't eat or drink at home, it can't be prevented.

Huai'an was in the backyard, wiping his nosebleed, and complaining: "Mother's ability, if you don't go to the army to give advice, it's really condescending." ”

"She also hopes that the child is going crazy. Siqing said.

"I don't know if she's crazy or not, but I'm going crazy. Huai'an put down the blood-stained veil and loosened his neckline, "Hot." ”

Siqing looked out the window, it was drizzling outside, and in the early autumn evening, the summer heat had already been diluted.

She wondered, "Is it hot?"

"Isn't it hot?" Huai'an also looked out, and after reading it, he closed the window and closed the curtain.

Only then did Siqing know that he was not talking about the weather.

Between the sheets, Siqing chose a gap and asked, "Do we still have children?"

The other party's movements stopped slightly: "Let it be." ”

"However, since the last time the child was gone, it has been natural for the past few years, but there has been no movement. ”

"If there is no movement, there is no movement, and there is no force. ”

Siqing hugged him tightly and sighed deeply: "If the Meng family is really broken in this generation, I don't know how to see my grandmother and father in the future." ”

She has always thought that she has no feelings for the Meng family, but in the years since returning to the Meng family, this burden has been picked up by them, and there is still responsibility without feelings.

"If it is true that it has been passed down from generation to generation, when the Meng family was buried in the fire, it had already been broken. Huai'an hugged her and said softly, "My mother has been holding on to my lifeline, but I'm afraid that even she will ignore herself, I don't have the surname Meng, since I can not have the surname Meng, the descendants can do the same." ”

Siqing nodded: "Yes, having said that, it's a little sad to see a prosperous family with smoke becoming scarce." ”

"There are eggs under the nest, and the Meng family is not the only one who is dying. Huai'an looked at the bed curtain, and his eyes welled up with infinite loneliness, "In such a situation, these families with deep roots will one day not be able to keep it, and all I can do is to keep this porcelain painting skill." ”

The rain outside the window is a little heavy, and most of the houses in Xuncheng are gray tiles and white walls, moistened by the autumn rain, which is the empty beauty on the "Smoke and Rain Map".

The sunset bridge has a thin layer of water vapor, and the flat boat under the bridge is outlined in the ink and blue, and the pedestrians who walk by are not consciously contaminated with dream-like fog, which makes the city not so real.

Think about it the other way, how real is it in a few decades of life?

What you want, if you can't keep it, don't force it, and what you want, no matter how difficult it is, you can't give up, anyway, isn't it just these decades, it's difficult, what can you do?

A beautiful night.

Pan Lanfang finally stopped for a while, and she also knew that she would not be able to stand it if she made up for it.

Siqing was the first to raise her hands in approval, who can stand it!

But Pan Lanfang still had a sad face, feeling that holding her grandson was far away.

But not long after, she suddenly came to the bitter end, and one morning, she bumped into Jiang Yarong vomiting.

She counted with her fingers, and it matched the time when she pretended to be cold and coaxed Huai'an to her yard that day, so she didn't run away.

Siqing, who killed a thousand knives, actually said that Huai'an couldn't do it, and she wasted so much energy to boil medicine in vain, hum!

She smiled, but she was afraid that she would be happy too early, so she didn't say it thoroughly, she only pulled Jiang Yarong by her side to observe carefully, and saw that she not only vomited often, but also dozed off all the time.

Pan Lanfang was confused, but Jiang Yarong knew that she didn't know what to say when she rode a tiger, and she wanted to poke Siqing's heart with this reason, so she simply kept silent and pretended to be confused.

Naturally, this didn't poke Siqing's heart at all, but Siqing had another worry in her heart, she pulled Yun'er over and asked: "Does she have signs of illness, take the hospital to take a look?"

Yun'er lowered her eyebrows: "Zuo is just not curable, go to the hospital and let her know for herself, she should feel uncomfortable, I will take care of it with all my heart...... Don't go over, I'll be honest with you, Miss is waiting for you, it's no good for you to go. ”

She was not pregnant in the first place, if she had passed, Jiang Yarong would have borrowed her hand to "drop" the non-existent child, killing two birds with one stone, it was a good way.

But in fact, does anyone really believe in this little scheme?

She still went to see Jiang Yarong, she went very early, Jiang Yarong didn't have time to prepare, and she couldn't do anything, but she was exposed by Siqing, realizing that she would not be able to hide it sooner or later, and Pan Lanfang knew that she was likely to suffer, she didn't say a word ruthlessly, and had to ask Siqing what to do worriedly.

"Don't do anything, my mother is just secretly happy, and she didn't come to say openly that you are pregnant, and when she really mentions it, you can tell her frankly, don't worry about her having opinions about you, you are staying in the Meng family now, it is not her to say. ”

After she finished speaking, she watched Jiang Yarong pacing crampedly, feeling a little sad, Miss Jiang back then absolutely disdained to do these scheming little things.

Even if she later fell into the Qinglou, she still had a proud heart and refused to let Huai'an know half of her difficulties.

So after she left Shuyufang, how much hardship did she go through, so that she couldn't even wear out her heart?

Thinking like this, Siqing felt even more guilty in her heart, looked at her and said solemnly: "Don't worry." ”

"Rest assured, what?" the other party stopped.

"You don't have to suffer from gains and losses, with me, I won't leave you alone anymore. ”

Jiang Yarong looked at her suspiciously, she shouldn't say this.

After a while, she sneered, "I don't believe you. ”

Siqing is not annoyed, anyway, the days are still long.

She got up and went back, and when she was leaving, she remembered one more thing, settled down, and turned around and asked: "You didn't finish talking that day, you said that you know why the second brother broke the appointment in the first place, then, why?"

Jiang Yarong's eyes wandered, rubbed her sore head, and frowned: "Did I say it, I ...... Can't remember. ”

Siqing's clenched hands loosened, and when she spoke again, there was already a layer of cold sweat behind her back: "Okay, then when will you remember, when will you ...... Again. ”

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