"Miss, don't be so sad, you can think about it from another angle, if this dream is really true, at least it can prove that the little boy is still alive, isn't it?"

Xiao Cui held back for a long time, and finally held back such a sentence.

The swordsman nodded again and again outside the house, this girl named Xiaocui is not particularly stupid. It is true that this dream is not very auspicious, but from another point of view, it can indeed prove that the child in the woman's mouth is still alive, which is not not good news.

"Yes, but I don't know where my miserable child is now, and what is going on with me now. In the past 18 years, Liu Hong's thief has been very strictly guarded, and we have never had the opportunity to reveal the slightest bit of information to our father and mother, otherwise why would we suffer these 18 years. ”

And the woman said.

Liu?

The swordsman suddenly heard Liu Hong's name mentioned by the woman outside the house, and his heart fluttered, and then he suddenly realized. He had already had a faint suspicion in his heart before. In this Jiangzhou yamen, listening to what the woman said was faintly familiar.

Eighteen years, a child of hard work. These are all consistent with Xuanzang's life experience, but listening to what the woman said, it seems that her husband seems to be still in the world, which is a slight deviation from Xuanzang's life experience, so the swordsman has not been sure that the woman in the house is Xuanzang's biological mother Yin Wenjiao. But just now she mentioned Liu Hong's name, and at this time the swordsman finally determined the identity of the person in the house.

"Miss, don't be so sentimental, the heavens are clear, one day the grievances will eventually get snow, and the wicked will finally get the punishment they deserve. ”

Xiao Cui whispered comforting.

"If it really doesn't work, Xiao Cui will find a way tomorrow to see if she can secretly escape back to Chang'an City to report to the master. ”

Seeing that the woman did not respond, Xiao Cui suddenly said again.

"Xiao Cui can't, this matter must not be rash. When I got married, my mother's family married several maids, and several of them were killed by the thief because they wanted to go back to Chang'an City to report to their father, and now you are the only one left, you can't do such a stupid thing anymore. Don't talk about it in the future. ”

The woman was startled by Xiao Cui's words, and she hurriedly dissuaded.

For a moment, all two people in the room were silent.

"Xiaocui, you haven't been to see your mother-in-law these days, why don't you go out of the house tomorrow to send some silver and other things to your mother-in-law, mother-in-law is alone and suffers from eye disease, I just hate that I can't always serve around, and I suffer from her old man." ”

After a while, the woman spoke suddenly.

"Miss..."

Xiao Cui was speechless.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong with my mother-in-law?"

The woman was shocked and hurriedly asked.

A few days ago, Li Zhutou warned the slave maid that the slave maid visited Granny Zhang too often, and he warned the slave and maid that they were not allowed to see Granny Zhang. ”

Xiao Cui said timidly.

"It must have been Liu Hong's bastard's idea, how could he do this? Didn't he promise me that I would treat my mother-in-law well? Why don't you let me visit my mother-in-law now, but you can't even visit it?"

The woman said angrily.

Bang bang bang!

At this time, the swordsman knocked lightly on the door a few times. The two people in the room heard a knock on the door, and they all fell silent.

"Who?"

After a while, Xiao Cui's question came from inside the house.

Bang bang bang!

The swordsman didn't answer, but knocked on the door a few more times.

Squeak!

"Who are you?"

Xiao Cui had the courage to open the door, and at a glance she saw the swordsman standing at the door, but she didn't know it, so she immediately asked cautiously.

"Is Miss Yin Wenjiao in the house?"

The swordsman asked softly.

"Who are you, how do you know my young lady's name?"

Xiao Cui blocked the door with her body and asked vigilantly.

"Xiaocui, please come in. ”

Yin Wenjiao's elegant voice came from the room, and at this time she had quickly sorted out her emotions, and her voice was no longer worried before.

After receiving the instructions of her own young lady, Xiao Cui glanced at the strange swordsman in front of her again, and then let the door out. The swordsman smiled at her, and stepped into the room.

"Childe, please be seated. Xiaocui is offended, and he also invites Gongzi Haihan. ”

Yin Wenjiao stood up, bowed slightly, and said softly.

"It's reckless, rashly visited, and please don't be surprised. ”

The swordsman smiled, and Shi Shiran sat on the chair.

At this time, the swordsman seriously looked at the woman sitting in front of him, only to see that she was about thirty or forty years old, and through her haggard face, she could vaguely see that she must have been a dignified beauty when she was young, but perhaps because of all the hardships she had suffered in the past eighteen years, she looked a little desolate.

"I don't know why Childe came here at this hour?"

Yin Wenjiao instructed Xiao Cui to serve a cup of hot tea to the swordsman, and then asked.

"I wonder if Miss knows this?"

The swordsman took out the blood book he had obtained from Elder Fa Ming from his arms, gently placed it on the table, and asked softly.

From the conversation between the two people before, the swordsman had already determined that the woman in front of him was Xuanzang's biological mother Yin Wenjiao, and just now he determined this from Xiaocui's reaction, so he directly took out the blood book that could prove Xuanzang's identity and handed it to Yin Wenjiao.

"It's... ？”

Yin Wenjiao asked with a trembling voice.

Seeing the blood book in front of her for the first time, Yin Wenjiao immediately recognized that it was something she had placed next to her biological son eighteen years ago. In order to avoid seeing each other in the future, she took off the silk scarf she carried with her, bit her finger and wrote a blood letter, wrote the original story on it, put it on the child's chest and put it on the wooden board in the river.

"My wretched child. ”

After eighteen years, seeing this blood letter again, Yin Wenjiao had mixed feelings in her heart, and she was about to collapse. She trembled and picked up the blood book and unfolded it, looking at the familiar blood characters on it, her heart was sour, and she cried out loud.

"Miss, it's a little boy, it's a little boy. ”

Xiao Cui stood behind Yin Wenjiao and witnessed all this, touching the scene, and also hugged Yin Wenjiao's trembling body and sobbed quietly.

The swordsman sat on the chair, looking at the two people in front of him who were crying, and he didn't know what it was like. He didn't know what to say, so he could only quietly watch the two of them vent all their grievances in the past eighteen years.