Aunt Shunzi entered the inner courtyard, looked into the room, and found that the third lady was not sitting on the couch by the window in a daze as usual, and she was shocked. The pen www.biquge.info turned to the next door and found Zhen's mother concentrating on embroidering clothes.

This Zhen's mother is really, why don't you embroider clothes directly in front of Miss, so you can still look at Miss by the way.

"Mother Zhen......" she shouted.

Zhen's mother looked up and saw that it was her, and put down the needle and thread: "Aunt Shunzi, what's wrong?"

"Well, what about the third lady?" asked Aunt Junko.

"Isn't it in the room?" Zhen's mother was a little puzzled, and she raised her feet and walked out of the door to the main room. When I entered the door, I found that Xue Ying was not on the bed, and I was also stunned. asked Dong Xun, who was still counting the jewelry: "Dong Xun, where is the third lady?"

"Third Miss?" Dong Xun looked at the couch, also at a loss.

Several people were stunned for a few seconds, and then Zhen's mother said "ouch" and staggered over: "Look, look, look, why is it all of a sudden?"

Seeing that Zhen's mother was lying on the ground and looking under the table and under the bed regardless of the image, and Dong Xun opened the wardrobe again to see if there were any Tibetans below, Aunt Shunzi twitched her brows, and began to deeply understand one thing: When she got here, she had to hold up her waist, otherwise, relying on these two people, the third lady would have an accident sooner or later.

"Mother Zhen, the head of our family said that he saw Miss Three outside. She reminded.

"What?" Mother Zhen raised her tear-stained face and asked tremblingly, "Why did the third miss run out? Why didn't you bring her back?"

The third lady said that she went to build a sweet potato kiln with Qiaoya and the plug. Speaking of which, Aunt Shunzi's brain also hurt: This Qiaoya and the plug are too illiterate, why do you take the third lady to mess around together?

Zhen's mother was stunned and muttered, "How come?" Aunt Shunzi said that kind of scene, she couldn't imagine it.

Seeing that she had been in a daze and had no intention of returning to her senses, Aunt Shunzi had to remind her again: "Mother Zhen, why don't we go outside to find it?"

"Oh yes!" Zhen's mother got up, patted the dust on her body, and wiped her face, "Dong Xun, go, hurry up and get the third lady back." ”

"Hey!" Dong Xun was also frightened enough, and his already pale face became more and more pale.

Everyone went to the outer courtyard and followed Uncle Shunzi, who was waiting outside, to find the field.

In the distance, I saw a group of children making loud noises there, building a sweet potato kiln with great noise. In a large number of gray and dark cyan skits, a touch of pink is particularly conspicuous.

Mother Zhen wiped her eyes and looked at Aunt Shunzi with some uncertainty, "This...... That ......"

Aunt Shunzi also saw it clearly, and sighed: "It's really the third lady." ”

Zhen's mother grew her mouth and watched the little pink figure mingling in the group of children, happily picking up mud and firewood, adding bricks and tiles to the sweet potato kiln under the guidance of Qiaoya and the plug, and laughing a few times from time to time.

This...... Is it the third lady who hasn't spoken for years?

Seeing that Zhen's mother was in a daze again, Aunt Shunzi hurriedly pulled her: "Zhen's mother, let's go over and have a look?"

Zhen's mother took another step again. When they came down the hill to the ground, the children who were having fun finally noticed them, and gradually quieted down, and looked at them with some blankness.

Xue Ying also saw them, turned her head, and waved her hand: "Mother Zhen, I'll build a sweet potato kiln with Qiaoya and them, and I'll go back later." ”

"Ah, alas. Mother Zhen muttered, but the voice was obviously unconscious, and I am afraid that only Aunt Shunzi, who was holding her, could hear it clearly.

Aunt Shunzi looked at the little girl in front of her, and she was also a little confused. After being stunned for a long time, she remembered: "Third Miss, be careful not to hurt yourself!"

"It's okay, you go back first, don't worry!" Xue Ying waved her hand again.

"Ah, alas. Zhen's mother still responded, nodded, turned around and walked back.

"This ......" Aunt Shunzi was even more confused, and looked at Uncle Shunzi, but the latter still didn't come back to his senses, staring blankly at the group of children.

She hurriedly kicked him secretly: "You are secretly watching here, don't let those wild boys hurt the third young lady." ”

"Oh, yes, yes. "Uncle Shunzi promised.

Aunt Shunzi sighed secretly in her heart: Yes, after a long time, she is actually the most shrewd and calm one in this group, why didn't she show this characteristic at all in the mansion before?

What's even more incredible is the third miss, although she hasn't seen what she was like in the mansion before, but in the one-and-a-half-day journey from the mansion to Bezhuang, she at least understood something, and knew that the rumors in the mansion before were not nonsense. But the third lady is now like this, compared with before, she is completely two people.

Could it be that the feng shui of this other village is really so powerful?

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Xue Ying returned to the inner courtyard with a few roasted sweet potatoes wrapped in taro leaves, and when she saw that there was no one in the main house, she walked to the duty room next to her.

"Mother Zhen, Dong Xun?" When she entered the door, she was stunned for a moment when she saw Mother Zhen's eyes red.

Why are you crying so much today?

"Mother Zhen, don't cry. Look, I'll bring you something delicious!" Xue Ying showed her the roasted sweet potatoes in her hand.

"Third Miss ......" Zhen's mother touched her face, and the tears that she had finally stopped began to fall again, and she hugged her into her arms, "It's really good, Third Miss can speak!"

Xue Ying was a little helpless, so she had to give Dong Xun a look at Dong Xun who was standing on the side, and asked her to help take away the sweet potatoes in her hand. Although the sweet potato is not sinking, she is a child after all, and her hands have been sore after holding it for so long.

However, it was the first time that someone hugged herself and cried so miserably, she felt so embarrassed!"Okay, okay, Zhen's mother, don't cry!" She patted Zhen's mother's shoulder like someone else, but Zhen's mother whimpered and cried even more.

She had no choice but to treat herself as a tree and stand there to be watered by others with tears.

finally waited for Zhen's mother to cry enough, and she hurriedly dodged away.

"Third Miss, why are you suddenly able to speak?" Mother Zhen finally asked a more substantive question in an extremely thick nasal voice.

"Well," Xue Ying had already thought about it, "Didn't the fortune teller say that I was with my mother? Then when I got here, I was far away from my mother, and my mother was good, so I was naturally fine!"

As soon as these words came out, I don't know which point touched Zhen's mother again, seeing that she was about to start shedding tears again, Xue Ying hurriedly shouted: "Zhen's mother, I'm hungry." Isn't it time for lunch?"

It's no wonder, she just ate a lot of baked sweet potatoes, and now she is not hungry at all, but in order to avoid being drowned by Zhen's mother's tears, she had better grieve her stomach first.

"Alas, you can't starve Miss Three. Zhen's mother wiped her face and quickly recovered her spirits, "Dong Xun, hurry up and order the kitchen to serve the food!"

"Yes!" Dong Xun was forced to listen to the cry for so long, and he wanted to run for a long time, so he hurriedly saluted when he heard the words, and ran out of the duty room with almost desperate steps.

Zhen's mother noticed Xue Ying's appearance at this time, and her face was suddenly full of distress: "Ouch, why are these faces, hands, and clothes so dirty?" Third Miss is good, come and wash your face with Zhen's mother, you can have lunch after washing your face, don't worry......

Listening to the other party talking to him in a childish tone, Xue Ying didn't laugh, she didn't laugh, so she had to follow her to the room. Fortunately, after serving her for so many years, Zhen's mother has become accustomed to talking to herself, and she doesn't feel anything wrong with her silence.