readx; Zhang's mother sat back at the table again, I don't know how many years ago, a nanny of her own could also eat together at the dinner table of the chief's house, Gu Jun and his wife included Old Man Gu and Ning Qing, maybe from that time on, they didn't talk about it, and they also regarded her as a family in their hearts. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup, Zhang's mother's face wrinkled, why is it so salty!? Suddenly remembered that he had put salt in it when he went to ask Ning Qing to eat, and unconsciously put it again before serving the soup, remembering Ning Qing's face of drinking the soup as if nothing happened, Zhang's mother tasted it again, but it was still difficult to swallow.

Thinking about how many things Ning Qing pretended to have in her heart to be so unaware, Zhang's mother felt a sour taste in her heart, just thinking that Ning Qing was still immersed in grief and did not doubt it.

Walking into the room, she stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself carefully, her chin became more and more pointed, her collarbone was also prominent, looking at her thin arms, and laughing self-deprecatingly: "It seems that it can't be like this, even if it's not for yourself."

She can't be so decadent, the skinny Miss Gu is easy to associate with the seriously ill old man Gu who is rumored to be in the outside world, and her head began to think that she would go to solve the matter of the house tomorrow, and find an underground real estate agent to sell the house and Mi Shang and exchange it directly for cash, and the old man Gu also left a lot of real estate, but the news of his death has not been notified to the lawyer, so the matter of the will and estate distribution has been suppressed for the time being.

took out a medicine bottle from the bedside cabinet, took two tablets and swallowed them in his mouth, Ning Qing was very pampered when he was a child, he was reluctant to take injections and medicine when he was sick, and everyone in the family stayed by her bedside, coaxing her to take medicine, even Old Man Gu lost his usual majesty, sat on the edge of the bed and took Ning Qing's hand and said, "Obediently, take the medicine quickly, tomorrow you are well and I will take you to ride a horse."

But Ning Qing was generally willing to hold the moon, so he had to say that the medicine was too bitter, and he really didn't want to drink it, so Mrs. Gu could only twist the pills into powder and sprinkle them in the sweet soup, although the effect of the medicine was poor, it was better than not eating at all.

After such a long time, Ning Qing, who was crying and didn't dare to take medicine, swallowed expressionlessly, this cold scene would definitely make Old Man Gu sad, but he couldn't see Ning Qing suffer a little.

Only after taking medicine or drinking too much wine can Ning Qing sleep shallowly, always having all kinds of bizarre dreams, dreaming of going on an outing with his parents when he was a child, and dreaming of watching him quietly in his father's office, he didn't dream of seeing his grandfather, at that time, when his parents just died, he wanted to dream of his parents and wanted to see them, even if it was in a dream, it was good once.

But two years after the death of Gu Jun and his wife, Ning Qing dreamed of it once, Ning Qing remembered it very clearly, the dream went back to many years ago, she was still very young and followed everyone to celebrate the New Year, the fireworks were brilliant, Zhang's mother wrapped a big pot of dumplings, and there were still a few gold coins hidden in the dumplings, saying that whoever eats gold coin dumplings will have great blessings in the new year, and have a good fortune.

Gu Jun came back from the military region very late, and it was still snowing heavily in Kyoto at night, Mrs. Gu saw the guards coming in from the outer courtyard with an umbrella for him, stepped forward to take off his coat for him, and asked Zhang's mother to bring him a bowl of freshly cooked hot dumpling soup.

Old man Gu also sat at the dinner table, frowning slightly: "Why did you come back so late, the family is waiting for you to eat, what else is stopping you on Chinese New Year's Eve in the military region?"

Ning Qing stood in place and watched this scene, tears welled up, she really wanted to rush forward to hug her parents and tell them not to drive out alone in the future, because she didn't want to see them have an accident, but she didn't just stand in place and watch all this crying.

She knew that all this was a dream, and it was all illusory, and she wiped her tears and didn't want herself to spoil this warm scene, so she stupidly thought that so that her parents could stay with her all the time, pretending that nothing had happened, and how good it would be to keep dreaming like this.

When Mo Cheng gave her the medicine, he told her to take two pills at most, as if she wanted to sleep peace‖fully ‖ medicine was for suicide.

Ning Qingming knew that there were many friends around her who cared about her, Zhang Ma, Mo Cheng, Wu Qingfeng, Guo Mengchen and many others, but this still couldn't get rid of her thoughts of the dead, and it couldn't change the fact that she was now an orphan.

Zhang's mother nodded on the matter of moving, that Ning Qing can be regarded as vigorous and resolute in selling the house, and the next day he bought a hardcover house in the suburbs again, and the style was very satisfied when he went to see it that day, in addition to the small places to adjust, Ning Qing liked this small apartment of more than 100 square meters very much.

The previous house on the edge of the Mishang is also going to be sold with the Mishang, and a few of the old employees in the Mishang know that she lives there occasionally, she doesn't want to be caught by the avant-garde in the future, and she lives there to receive a summons from the court, not because she doesn't trust the people of the Mishang, but because she doesn't want to give others the opportunity to betray her.

In the early morning, before he opened his eyes, he smelled a faint fragrance of jasmine, Ning Qing turned over and looked up at the wall clock.

At half past five, the sleep duration was much better than a few days ago, it seems that it is time to reduce the amount of medicine tomorrow, but there are not many pills left, and I am going to go to Mo Cheng in the afternoon to get a bottle of medicine.

Since moving into the new house, Zhang's mother loves to play with flowers and plants, when he was in the mansion, the old man Gu only loved orchid chrysanthemum, but now there is no limit in the apartment, and deliberately avoid those two kinds of flowers, pick some fresh and refreshing flowers to raise, almost every day Ningqing's bedroom is filled with fresh flowers.

Ning is sober, it is not her habit to continue to lie on the bed, she simply puts on a shawl and lies on the rocking chair on the balcony to read the newspaper, when they first moved in, Zhang's mother always has to go back to the Gu house every day, today she said that the flowers will be handed over to the water, and tomorrow she will say that there is a lack of this and that, Ning Qing in order to cut off her thoughts, so that she is not allowed to go to the Gu house in the future, the old things in the Gu house have also been emptied, and everything lacking in the new house has been replaced, only this recliner Ning Qing left, the sandalwood recliner of the old man Gu was handed down from the Ming Dynasty, How to say that it is a cultural relic, firstly, it is a pity that it is lost, and secondly, she is really reluctant, every time she lies on this chair, she has an indescribable peace of mind.

(PS: It's so sad...... Today I went to poke the editor again.,Asked when it will be on the shelves.,The editor told me to wait for the notice.,It's a feeling of being far away.,I don't want this book eunuch.,I personally like Qi Sheng's assertiveness, power, money, and dedication and love to love people.,It's just perfect.,I haven't written about his good days.,I must not give up.,But after so long without notice on the shelves, will the editor forget me greatly.,Cry...... ）