Wen Qin heard it clearly, and hurriedly ran back: "Does Niang Niang want to kiss Sister Xiao?"

The waiter was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and he didn't feel that he was blocking his face, and he didn't follow: "If the slave doesn't marry, he will serve the mother for a lifetime!"

"Really?" Ling Xiang was about to joke, but suddenly remembered the flying kite that ran without a shadow. That girl grew up with her since she was a child, and it's really strange to be in love, maybe she doesn't have much heart to control slaves.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but change her tone, and sighed: "It's not a good thing to serve people for a lifetime, you only have your mother and brother in your family, if they don't have someone to look at, I have to worry about it for you......"

The waiter was still embarrassed when he twisted his body, and Wenqin said quickly: "Niangniang has said so, and my sister is not grateful!"

When the girls grow up to this age, who doesn't worry about lifelong events? The waiter Xiao used to be literate and his family background was not bad, so he quickly accepted the shyness, stepped forward to thank him, and offered a bouquet of flowers in his hand to Ling Makeup.

Ling Xiang took a deep breath of the aroma, glanced at her and said, "Look at your girl, you still have a little filial piety, and you will be the wife of an official family in the future." ”

Wen Qin's eyes lit up on the side, but the waiter Xiao was a little panicked, and hurriedly confessed, "Niangniang, the slave would rather marry a guard, and I can continue to serve you in the future." ”

Although he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, Ling Makeup believes in fate, and has always had the attitude of following fate, otherwise he would not have had his previous experience, and he has a current confidant, and he smiled lightly when he heard this: "Silly girl, there is no banquet in the world, and the soldiers in this camp will soon be the generals of the guards inside and outside the capital." You are a lady, a husband and a child, and I like you more. ”

The waiter saw that she was serious. I can't help but think about it.

In addition to serving the crown princess these days, she also helped take care of many sick patients.

As soon as the officers and soldiers get better, they can't help but love to joke with young girls, and they have received a lot of admiration for them.

Everyone thought about their hearts and walked into Hejia Village.

Not much has changed here since February. However, the whole part of the village is cleaner and tidier, and some medicinal powder is sprinkled in the corners and corners.

It is obviously a good time for the sunny day and midspring, and many people have obituaries posted on their doorsteps. There was a sense of sadness in his face.

Two women with straw ropes tied around their waists came up the gravel path at the entrance of the village, carrying a wooden basin with some clothes, apparently to be washed by the river.

Ling Xiang glanced at it. silently led Gong E and Wang Shunfa to retreat on the side of the road.

I didn't want the two women to stop when they came to the front. One of the middle-aged women with thick black skin and slightly bucktooth in her hanging eyes looked at her carefully, and then bowed slightly to say hello, "This noble man looks like the lady who went to Lao He's house last time, are you still going to their house?"

Ling Xiang nodded and said, "I don't know if his family is okay?"

The woman sighed, "A few days ago, I heard that the imperial court issued an order to return the land, and the fields that have been cultivated for more than ten years will belong to the cultivators, and it is also said that the prince of the East Palace insists on abolishing the military household system. Allow us to change our nationality, and the people in the tun are happy. I don't want to think that in less than half a month, God will send such a big disaster, whether it is because we are too low to bear the favor, or what is the reason, I really can't say. ”

The other was obviously a young daughter-in-law, who didn't seem to want to speak, but when she saw that her companion answered the question, she interjected timidly: "That Lao He got Madame's medicine, his body has hardened, and the whole family is happy, and if he doesn't want to, he will suffer from the plague, and Lao He and his mother have not escaped......"

Ling Xiang looked at the village where the river flowed, and sighed softly in his heart.

The big camphor tree in front of him is the bluestone slab bridge of the old He family, and the clever and cute little rabbit has lost his father.

After thanking the two ladies, the group followed the path to the door of Lao He's house.

Sure enough, there was an obituary written on the door, but the handwriting was more delicate, and at a glance, she felt that it was written by a woman, and a delicate face in her early thirties appeared in front of her for no reason.

Wang Shunfa volunteered to walk to the door and raise his voice and asked, "Is anyone home?"

shouted twice, and someone inside agreed, and then a limping girl came out.

Ling Makeup remembered that this girl was Little Rabbit's sister, so she asked, "Does the little girl remember me?"

The girl's face was slightly yellow, her eyes were blank, many hair broth hanging noodles on her face like noodles, there were two balls of children on both sides, but the head rope was made of raw hemp, and the waist was tied with a straw rope, a heavy filial piety, when she saw the guest, she was stunned for a long time before a star appeared in her eyes, and she glanced inside, with a panicked look, and said timidly: "Madam, are you looking for a little rabbit?"

Ling Xiang stepped forward slowly, nodded and asked, "Is he at home?"

"He went to herd the cattle. The girl replied lightly, her dark eyes were sure that the fairy-like figure in front of her could not be turned away, "I also want to thank Mrs. for the silver, my mother said that our family has a cow, and we can cultivate the land without labor in the future, and my uncle has not escaped the disaster this time, the house is empty, and my second brother has just paid the silver to buy the house over there, and he is ready to get married." ”

Ling Xiang knew that some places had the custom of consummating marriage in the 100-day hot filial piety, otherwise it would have to wait for three years, and it was not surprising, so he had to ask the little rabbit in which direction, and wanted to find it to take a look, such a young child went to herd cattle, and his mother was not worried, but it was a little strange.

There seems to be a patio at the back of Lao He's house, and the light penetrates into the dilapidated earthen house from the inside, but it is a bright room, and a book resting on the side of the bamboo chaise longue has attracted Ling Xiang's attention.

"Is your mother literate?" There are people in the military family who are literate, but there are not many people, thinking of the obituary in front of the door, she can't help but be a little surprised, could it be that the obituary was actually written by this woman?

The girl was a little proud, and a smile appeared on her face, "Yes, my father said that my mother is not only beautiful, but also can write, paint, and embroider, maybe it is a snail girl." ”

"Can you show me what the book is?"

The girl didn't doubt him, nodded vigorously, hurriedly turned back into the house and took out the book, and asked, "Madame, come to my house and sit." ”

Ling Xiang nodded, didn't enter the room, and sat on the cleanly wiped wooden bench against the wall in front of the door to pick up the book.

The book is apparently a manuscript, with mulberry paper on its face, without a title, and the handwriting on it is the same as on the obituary, apparently by the same person.

The girl stood aside and said proudly: "If someone in the village wants to write a letter, they are all looking for my mother, and they can get five cents for writing a letter." Madame, I went and came back looking for the little rabbit, and you can sit down. ”

Ling Xiang nodded, let her go, and remembered that this girl said that her mother could also draw and embroider, and looked at it with great interest.

Flipping through a few pages, although the font is timeless and delicate, it is nothing more than a record of some trivial things in life. (To be continued.) )

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