When the news of the old lady's departure spread, Su Zijin and Zhao immediately got busy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Su Zijin was busy going to the study to write a letter to the capital to report the funeral, and the two younger brothers were to be notified. After thinking about it again, I counted the people who came out of the house. He picked up the pen and thought about other things in his heart, the old lady died, and the eyes staring at him were gone, he had waited for so many years, but it was not for this outgoing official, to stay here forever.

The old lady didn't like the children of the concubines when she was alive, so she divided them out early, and refused to see them for so many years, although they also sent the festival according to the solar terms. The old lady is too stubborn in this, although he can't look down on him, but if he returns to Beijing, it will also be a help. He Su Zijin has been painstaking and lonely for many years, so he is naturally more open.

So, when his mother had just taken his last breath, the first thing he did was not to run to cry, but to pave the way for his future.

The Zhao family is busy taking care of the linen clothes of the people in the house, and the people can be simple first, but the master can't, she counts the same, and she has to buy some plain silver head jewelry and set up a shed, and the chanter will also be invited...... said the same to Zirui and the housekeeper's lady. At this time, Huitong came in with someone, and when she saw that Zhao was busy with instructions, she said, "Mother, don't be in a hurry." ”

Saying that, she asked everyone in the room to go out, and walked to Zhao and sat down next to him.

Zhao said strangely: "Ning'er, what's wrong?" Your grandmother is gone, and your mother has a lot to do......"

Before she finished speaking, she heard Huitong say: "I'm almost ready, what's my mother anxious about?" Mourning clothes, jewelry lanterns, and monks singing scriptures, I invited them from Yuntai Mountain, the great monk Zhixian. ”

"In this way, isn't my mother much less busy? But not in a hurry? Hui Tong said with a smile.

Zhao Shi was overjoyed when she heard this, and then she was shocked and said, "How long have you been preparing?" It also takes time for the Su family to prepare the lanterns in mourning clothes up and down. Moreover, Monk Zhixian usually needs to say a good time a month in advance. The more she thought about it, the more wrong it became, and she unconsciously reached out and grabbed her hand, and also used a little force because she was worried and scared, "Did you already know that your grandmother would be gone?" ”

Huitong smiled, and didn't remind Zhao that her hand was hurting.

"Before the grandmother of the family died, you prepared funeral utensils, this, if this is spread, how can you marry in the future!"

"Don't worry about mothers, daughters do it in the name of others. As for Monk Zhixian, his daughter only agreed to come because of his fate. Besides," Huiyun hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "How did grandmother treat her mother, and mother forgot?" How did Granny Yao, who came with you to marry, die? Mother forgot too? What have you been careful all these years for? ”

"She is dead, this Su family is really yours."

Huitong said that the old lady died early. But the season of her death has not changed, so she prepared everything early according to her heart, and now, it really came in handy.

The capital is also half a month's journey away from the fast horse here, but there are still some nearby concubines.

When Illan gave the old lady to kneel and burn paper money, two came, and the old lady did not give them much favor, and they did not have much affection for the old lady. casually cried and cried and went outside to talk with Su Zi, the psychology of the relationship is bigger, right?

Hulan didn't speak, and still knelt straight after calling someone. In fact, the old lady is a good housewife, she didn't marry her concubine casually, nor did she marry her concubine for the Su family, she asked them and then gave them a marriage according to the division of the concubine.

Huilan knelt for a day and a night without water and rice, and Aunt Mei and Baoxiang were so anxious that they couldn't do it. She is the girl on the tip of the old lady's heart, and the old lady tortured herself like this after she died, if the old lady knew, she would not be distressed.

When Aunt Mei went to persuade her, Illan would bite her lip and say, "I want to spend more time with my grandmother." ”

The tears swirled in her eyes, and Aunt Mei was also distressed.

Under the moonlight, Jiang Jiuhan lifted the curtain of the carriage, the moonlight crossed the water, and the small body and small hands were indeed his six-year-old appearance. He didn't think that one day he would be reborn, or would he go back to his childhood, and God would always make up for his regrets?

In his previous life, he married a noble girl but did not die well. Now I think about it, but it's like a dream, this time I left the imperial city to follow the prince to deal with the disaster, and the farther away from the imperial city, the more peaceful my heart became.

When he arrived in Jiangnan a day later, when he heard the news of the old lady of the Su family, he couldn't help but think of the girl who gave him roasted sweet potatoes and gave her two red fish. The eyebrows that bent when he laughed seemed to be flooded with stars. She grew up with the old lady, and the old lady went, she should be sad, right?

As soon as he thought that such a soft smile was about to disappear, and his eyes would be full of tears, Jiang Jiuhan felt a little sad in his heart.

So he went to Su's house.

Jiang Jiuhan went to the Su family and took the guards to the place where the old lady stopped, it was raining this day, and the housekeeper who led the way kept saying that Hou Ye was careful with his feet, and the guards gave him an umbrella.

As he walked into the garden, his feet stopped. There was a man on the other side of the corridor.

She was also going to walk through this courtyard, and she was on the same road with him, and that person was Elan.

She was wearing filial piety clothes, combing two buns, hanging silver tassels, and did not bring a maid and a maid. A person holding a green umbrella slowly walked towards him from the spring rain. As he got closer, he saw that the umbrella was painted with white frost flowers, and as he walked down the steps, the umbrella caught the peach tree that had been bent by the wind, and the peach branches had little green plums, and thus fell on her umbrella.

She lost a lot of weight, her small face was the size of a palm, and her eyes were getting bigger and bigger. Jet-black hair, silver tassels, black and white.

Jiang Jiuhan's heart suddenly flashed with a trace of extremely light pain, and he took the lead in calling her: "Painted Lan? ”

Only then did Illan seem to come back to his senses and said to him, "You're here?" ”

This sentence seems to have been waiting for a long time to reunite, and finally waiting for someone to return.

Jiang Jiuhan's heart was shocked, and he subconsciously spoke: "I'm here." ”

Jiang Jiuhan later thought that he probably fell in love with Illan at this moment. The spring rain and green plum oil-paper umbrella, the little girl in plain clothes under the umbrella, walked into his heart.

Now, he touched his chin and said oldly: "It's too young, it will take many years to grow up......"

As he said this, the guard next to him broke out in a cold sweat. This sentence is said as if master, how old are you, and you are only two years older than others, okay!

Of course, he didn't know that his master was already the same body, the soul of many years later.