Chapter Seventy-Four: Mother Jiang
Zhiqiu's voice fell, and for a while, there was a sad smell in the air. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The sunlight was scattered, and the dappled light and shadow jumped on the teacup in Gu Yuqing's hand, Gu Yuqing looked down at the light yellow tea in the cup, and her heart was shaky.
It was at this time that Zhiqiu's mother came over with a bamboo basket of tea eggs, breaking the sad peace.
"Today's tea eggs are almost all packed here, and the remaining three or five, you will send them to Aunt Jiang at the back of the room later." Zhiqiu's mother frowned and looked at the basket full of tea eggs, still full of pain.
Ah, the silver is gone! I didn't even hear a sound.
The three words of Aunt Jiang came out of Zhiqiu's mother's mouth, and Gu Yuqing's mind suddenly seemed to have lightning flashing, illuminating a certain gray area in her mind, and the memories came flooding in so suddenly.
No wonder when she was in Qingquan Temple, Jixiang mentioned the three words of Wuqing Village, she would feel familiar, I see.
Gu Yuqing's nurse, Jiang's mother lives in Wuqing Village, Gu Yuqing has been taken by her since she was a child, and the two have a very good relationship.
On the day her mother gave birth to Gu Yuhe, because it was a sudden premature birth, the preparation in the house was not sufficient, and Gu Yuhe came out first, so her mother gave birth to a particularly difficult time.
Gu Yuqing still remembers that the midwife rushed out of the delivery room with a sweaty face and a pale face, rushed straight in front of her father, waved her bloody hand and asked her father, "Adults and children can only be protected, is it to protect adults or children?"
At that time, Gu Yuqing, who was only three years old, didn't understand anything, and was squatting under the flower wall to play with ants with a small stick.
So much so that she didn't hear clearly, whether her father was talking about protecting adults or children.
I only remember that my father's hand holding her was extremely hard, and his face was as blue as iron.
At that time, Jiang's mother, who had been standing aside to play with her, walked over a few steps and said to her father: "Let the slave and maid try, the slave and maid know how to deliver babies." ”
What happened later Gu Yuqing can't remember, in short, in the memory, she kept crying to find her mother, and her father stood under her mother's window with a tense face, and the green tendons at her temples jumped.
The heart-rending screams of the mother were heard in the room.
The mother was born from early in the morning, and it was not until night fell that there were stars twinkling in the sky, and Jiang's mother opened the door of the delivery room with a tired face, staggered to her father's side, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Master Hou, Mrs. gave birth safely......"
Before she finished speaking, she shuddered and fell over.
And then ...... Gu Yuqing couldn't remember any memories related to Jiang's mother.
It seems that since then, Mother Jiang has disappeared.
After that, she didn't ask her mother where Jiang's mother went, and her mother only said that Jiang's mother had something at home and went back.
It's three or four years old, and it's the time to be playful, where do you really care about this, and soon put it aside and don't think about it anymore.
Thinking of these old things at this time, Gu Yuqing was depressed for a while.
Since they are all here, they naturally want to go and see it, but I don't know if this Aunt Jiang is her Jiang mother!
"You're going to deliver tea eggs to Aunt Jiang, I just want to walk around, why don't I go with you." Gu Yuqing said to Zhiqiu.
Zhiqiu was overjoyed, and immediately smiled: "Okay, Miss wait for me, I'll go get the tea eggs." So saying, he hurried towards the house.
If this Aunt Jiang was really Mother Jiang, Gu Yuqing naturally couldn't let Zhiqiu know.
It's not that she has to deliberately hide anything from her, but the purpose of her coming to Qingquan Temple this time is special, and she can't let the powerful Duan Wang Ye find out the slightest clue.
With auspicious and witty means, it was not difficult to lure Zhiqiu away when she led them to Aunt Jiang's door.
Gu Yuqing took the tea eggs handed over by Zhiqiu, and after they left, she raised her hand and gently pushed the firewood door, and with a "squeak" of the door, the figure of a middle-aged woman who was standing in the yard drying clothes fell directly into Gu Yuqing's eyes.
The knock at the door startled her, "Who?" shook the sheet in her hand, and the woman turned her head to look.
Gu Yuqing was a little nervous for a while, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
She was only three years old when Jiang's mother left, and after many years, she realized that she couldn't remember Jiang's mother anymore.
The woman in front of her looked to be in her thirties, perhaps because she was a peasant woman and had no maintenance, her real age may be younger.
The coarse indigo floral blouse with brown pants and the jet-black hair were pulled into a crisp bun, although there was no decoration, but it looked very comfortable.
The woman turned her head and saw Gu Yuqing standing at the door in the sun, her body was shocked, and her heart couldn't help shrinking, "Miss?" When the words that were choked up by excitement blurted out, her eyes were already red.
The sheet that was originally in her hand and was about to dry fell to the ground suddenly and unexpectedly, but she raised her hand and rubbed her eyes vigorously, and looked at Gu Yuqing with an incredible expression on her face.
"Miss, it's really you!" This time, she shouted almost certainly, and ran towards Gu Yuqing excitedly, without realizing it, lifting her foot to the ground, and stepping on the sheet that she had just washed.
"Mother Jiang! it's me, it's A-Qing. Gu Yuqing choked and raised her feet to step forward, not forgetting to fasten the door with her backhand.
Mother Jiang welcomed Gu Yuqing and sat down on the rattan chair in the courtyard, took a new unused teacup and poured her a bowl of water, and moved a small stool to sit opposite Gu Yuqing.
The peasant family does not have good tea, but the water is better.
"Miss, why are you here?" Gu's mother said with tears in her eyes, crying and laughing, her eyes couldn't stop looking Gu Yuqing up and down, "Madame knows, why is the eldest lady so thin, she wasn't like this when she was a child." ”
"Has the eldest lady had lunch? Is it just you? What about auspicious wishes? The peasant family has nothing to give the eldest lady to eat, and the house is not as bright and clean as the yard, so the eldest lady is not invited into the house. ”
Mother Jiang said thoughtlessly, and Gu Yuqing listened to the warm ripples in her heart.
Jiang's mother treats her like that, just like when she was a child.
When Jiang's mother mentioned her mother, Gu Yuqing's expression was slightly dark, "My mother has been dead for a few years. ”
Mother Jiang was shocked when she heard this, and looked at Gu Yuqing in a daze, her mouth opened slightly, and she couldn't speak.
Gu Yuqing took the teacup at hand, took a sip of water, lowered her head, and a round hot tear in her eyes fell into the bowl with a few splashes.
After a long time, Mother Jiang finally recovered from the shock, and asked with a pale face, "How could it be?"
Gu Yuqing raised her eyes again, and her eyes had calmed down.
"Five years ago, when I was eight years old. Gu Yuqing said lightly.
Mother Jiang suddenly gasped.