There is a small pond in the Rong Garden, the water of the pond is brought in from the outside, and it used to be planted with water lilies, red and blue, which bloomed from early summer to mid-autumn. Since Feng's illness, Rong Yuan has no one to take care of it anymore, and the pool water is muddy and smells unpleasant.

Linglong stood alone in front of the pond, looking at the stinky water in a daze.

When her little brother was born, she was only four years old. She only remembered that her mother was depressed before giving birth, and sometimes she would lose her temper and beat and scold her subordinates for no reason, and she was not as kind to her and her brother as before. Now that I think about it, my mother must have suffered from what modern people often call depression in pregnant women.

What happened later, she was a little older, and she heard the women of the clan say it in private. They said that Feng personally threw his newborn son into the pond and drowned him!

Because of this, the grandmother hated the mother who killed her grandchild, and even with it, she didn't like Linglong.

There was a light rain in the sky, fine and dense, like a shuttle, with a silk tide and coolness.

Xingyu ran over with the Xiangfei umbrella and propped it up on top of Linglong's head.

"Xingyu, have you seen the previous subordinates since you came back?" Linglong asked her softly.

Xingyu shook her head, her brain is not as good as Miss, don't look a year older than Miss, but she doesn't remember anything, even the appearance of her father.

Linglong sighed, the subordinates at that time must have been replaced a long time ago, something like this happened to the Jin family, how could these people be left behind, needless to say, the people in the house should have been replaced later.

She had read in the newspaper about a mother suffering from postpartum depression throwing her baby downstairs, and she knew that this qiē could happen. But she still didn't believe that her mother was really willing to throw her brother into this pond.

It seems that since then, my mother has gone crazy, and everyone said that it was Feng Wanrong, and she was going to kill Feng Wanrong. There was no housewife in the family, and the young master and the young lady could not be handed over to the concubine to raise, so the father sent his brother to the academy to live with his husband, and she went to the old house in Jiangsu.

The gate of Rong Yuan was open, and an eight- or nine-year-old boy looked around at the door. Xingyu frowned, which house is this, why is there no rules like this.

"What are you doing here, you don't study well at a young age, and you want to steal things!"

The little guy was scolded by Xingyu and covered his face, his little face was swollen and red, and he squeaked: "I'm not here to steal things, I'm from Wangdu Xufu, and my second master sent me here." ”

Hearing the four words of Wangdu Xufu, Xingyu was startled, it turned out that she had scolded the wrong person. She hurriedly looked at Linglong and looked at Xu Mansion, isn't that Xu Gongzi's Mansion.

Linglong's eyebrows frowned slightly, she had met Xu Tingshen in Tingfeng Pavilion today, except for the marriage contract that was about to be counted, she had no friendship with him.

Even if it's a child under the age of ten, it's not good after all.

She said to Xingyu: "I'll go back to the house, you ask him what's the matter." ”

The window was open, and a few drops of rain fell on the windowsill. Linglong was worried that her mother would get damp, so she hurriedly asked her mother-in-law to close the windows. After a while, Xingyu trotted in, and a few strands of bangs were wet and stuck to the corners of her forehead.

"Miss, the little guy said that his second master asked him to say yes"

"Say what?" Seeing Xingyu squeaking, it seemed that there was something difficult to say, and Linglong's brows frowned slightly.

Xingyu was helpless, so she had to say straightforwardly: "He said that Second Master Xu said that he liked the fan cover and pencil case you gave him." ”

It took a few seconds for Linglong to realize that her brother had actually transferred the things she had embroidered to him to Xu Tingshen in her name!

Linglong only felt that her fingertips were trembling slightly, and when she was still in the old mansion, a man in the town took a purse to show off, saying that it was given to him by the girl of the Jin family. The clansmen checked and checked, and found the head of a girl who had not left the pavilion in the third uncle's house, and without the girl and her family arguing, they sent her to the family nunnery, until Linglong left the old house, and the girl was still inside.

She and Xu Tingshen only had a marriage contract many years ago, and the Xu family did not officially invite someone to propose marriage, and her brother actually transferred the things she embroidered like this, didn't he know the stakes in this?

That's what she didn't sleep all night to embroider to her brother, if he dislikes it, he can return it to her, or he can lose the scissors, but why give it to a strange man!

It was obviously the weather in late spring and early summer, but Linglong was cold from head to toe. She has modern memories and is not a three-chastity and nine spirits, but what makes her unbearable is her brother's attitude towards her.

Xingyu was too frightened to speak, she was even more worried that this matter would be known by the master and the second wife, her young lady was already bitter enough, if she was sent to the family nunnery like the girl in the clan, then the young lady's life would be over.

Linglong crossed her arms and hugged her shoulders tightly, this time, she was completely dead. Even after a quarrel with her brother in Tingfeng Pavilion, she still had a trace of fantasy. Just when she was standing in front of the pond, she was still thinking that if she could find the person who killed her brother and confirm that the person who killed her brother was not her mother, her brother might put aside his prejudices and accept his mother and accept her again.

It's just half a pillar of incense, and she dies. An older brother who doesn't even pay attention to his sister's girlfriends, what else can she expect from him?

Forget it, from now on, she can only rely on herself.

Linglong lowered her arms and raised her hands in front of her, her hands were small, her fingers were slender and boneless. There is a thin callus in the palm of the hand, which is left by years of labor.

In this life, God treated her well, and still gave her such a pair of hands.

The master said that she had a natural pair of wonderful hands, which is a pair of hands that everyone in this industry dreams of. In order to get such soft but strong hands, some people soak their hands in medicinal herbs for many years, and some people even take cartilage powder, which hurts their muscles and bones.

Looking at his hands, her delicate and dark eyes began to brighten, a smile slowly floated on her lips, and then the whole person became bright again, like a piece of jade, brushing away the dust little by little, showing her beautiful and crystalline true face, in this dark room, her smile became more and more dazzling, incomprehensible.

The master said that people should be put to death and then reborn. And at this moment, Linglong can no longer see the road ahead. But no matter whether there are thorns or boulders in front of you, as long as you have a sharp weapon in your hand, you can always open a way for yourself.

Her hands are her weapons.

This was true in previous lives, and it is also true in this life.

Linglong casually picked up a handful of bamboo chopsticks on the table, walked out of the house, left Rong Yuan, and walked towards the small cross courtyard where she lived.

Xingyu didn't know what the young lady was going to do, so she hurriedly followed behind.

There were only two masters and servants in the small courtyard, and Linglong stopped.

She raised her face to look at the lightly rainy sky, and with a movement of her hand, dozens of bamboo chopsticks were thrown into the sky together.

Xingyu exclaimed, I don't know what is going on. Her cry was undecided, and the bamboo chopsticks were already falling with the rain.

Linglong suddenly raised her arm, Xingyu could only see her long sleeves fluttering, dancing in the wind in the rain, and when she stopped, she was holding about a dozen bamboo chopsticks in her hand, and the other bamboo chopsticks were all scattered on the ground.

Linglong sighed, compared to her previous life, she was far behind.

Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief, she was worried that the young lady would hide and cry, it seemed that there was no need. Her young lady is the best at having fun by herself, and she can have so much fun with a pair of chopsticks, what else can't she think of.