This is the third snow of the year, and the rough mother-in-law is sweeping the snow outside with a broom.

Rong Zheng stood by the window blankly, looking at the scene in the courtyard outside.

She had a terrible dream in which she was a woman of thirty. also raised a pair of children, in a dream she was divorced by her husband's family, the Rong family collapsed, and her father was imprisoned. She fell ill and died on the way back to the capital.

That dream was so long, it seemed like it had gone through a lifetime.

However, she felt that it was not quite like a dream, or not quite like a dream before, as real, as if it had really happened.

Xiao Wang walked in, and when he saw Rong Zheng standing on the tuyere, he was startled, stepped forward and hurriedly closed the window, and reprimanded softly: "Isn't Miss afraid of freezing and getting sick?" You don't have a good idea here, why don't you take care of your body? ”

Rong Zheng looked at Xiao Wang's family in surprise, this is the nurse who raised her. She was of medium stature, with a face like a full moon, and was a woman not yet thirty years old. He had black hair and a smooth bun. He had a green bamboo hairpin on his head, no gold and silver jewelry on his sideburns, and a cotton robe made of half-worn blue satin. Xiao Wang and Rong Zheng stood together, full of Rong Zheng head taller.

This is not much the same as the nurse in the dream, Xiao Wang's hair in the dream has turned gray, his face is full of folds, and he looks like an old woman. Today's nurse is born white and pure, with a small mole on her lips, and her gaze is very gentle and full of love. It's not at all the same as the anxious and sad eyes in the dream.

Why do you dream like that? So a depressing dream?

Xiao Wangshi touched Rong Zheng's cold hand, rubbed her hands for her, hoping to warm it up, and hurriedly said, "Zisu, why don't you send it to Miss Hurry up and burn a hand stove." ”

Shiso promised outside: "I'll come right away." ”

Perilla? Isn't Shiso dead? Why did he appear in front of her again? Rong Zheng was confused, she didn't know if it was a dream now, or was the life in the dream her real experience?

In a moment, a girl wearing an apricot-colored cotton armor came in, smiling, about twelve or thirteen years old, delicate and cute.

Shiso Sai gave Rong Zheng a small hand stove with copper tire cloisonné enamel. Rong Zheng glanced down, and the handstove was also depicted with the pattern of plum blossom magpies.

"Mademoiselle looks better today. You slept day and night for the first two days, and you scared the slaves to death. Zi Su eyebrows are full of concern and worry.

Rong Zheng looked at the expression in Zisu's eyes with a bit of sincerity, and knew that the big girl next to her was really treating her well and caring about her.

"Miss, the eldest lady and the second lady have come to visit you."

It is rumored that Ruyi has not yet been promoted to a first-class maid.

Rong Zheng was secretly surprised, her two cousins have been living in the capital and don't return to Bianliang, how can they come here at this moment? After thinking about it again, by the way, when my grandmother died, my uncle and aunt brought their children back to Bianliang to mourn and hold clothes, and they lived for two years. Shisu hurriedly stepped forward to tidy up Rong Zheng's clothes and brushed the broken hair around his ears.

While they were talking, the two cousins had already arrived in the outer hall. A little girl had already lifted the plain curtain, and Rong Zheng walked out.

The two young girls standing in the room, both of them were dressed in plain clothes. He wears a silver-white hairpin on his head. Sister Rong Yun in the lobby has reached the age of Ji Xuan, and she is quite tall, with snowy skin and even muscles and bones. Although it is a single eyelid, it has a pair of clear eyes. Rao is such plain clothes and makeup, but she still shows her beauty. The second cousin Rong Di standing next to her is only one year older than Rong Zheng, and her eyebrows are curved and cute.

Rong Zheng was in a trance for a moment, and after seeing the two sisters, Mu Mu saluted. The two sisters also hurried to return the gift.

Rong Yun smiled: "I heard that the third sister is awake, let's come over and take a look." Are you all good? ”

Rong Zheng replied, "It's already good." ”

"I'll just say, I heard that the third sister is usually not so sick, why did she lie in bed for a few days and didn't come down. But the aunt died in a hurry. If you don't feel good, your aunt will ask your father to ask for a doctor in the capital. ”

Rong Zheng said: "You have to worry about it, I will go over to my wife to say goodbye in a while, so that her old man can rest assured." The aunt's side may be over later. ”

Rong Yun smiled: "It's not in the way, my mother is resting." I'm tired of being busy these days. ”

Rong Zheng remembered that this year was the eleventh year of Kaibao, the second year after his grandmother's death. She was twelve years old, and her stepmother's sister was seven years old.

Rong Zheng's expression still looked a little wooden. This cousin didn't grow up with her after all, and she was much more rusty than Rong Xiao of the third uncle's family after all.

Rong Di is a hearty character, and he is talking about the scenery of Beijing with Rong Zheng with great interest. The fabric of which satin village is good, and the incense powder of which spice shop is good. even said that she and her mother went to greet the nobles in the palace together, how luxurious the palace was, and how luxurious the clothes of the ladies in the palace were.

Rong Zheng listened silently, knowing that this second cousin wanted to show off the prosperity of Beijing to her, and secretly laughed at her that she had never been out and had never seen anything in the world. Rong Zheng thought, she can't be as familiar as a little girl. Besides, she thinks that Bianliang is not bad, but it is also the ancient capital of the Eight Dynasties, with great treasures and outstanding people. When this thought flashed, she was secretly startled, Rong Di was a year older than her, how could she consider herself an adult?

Rong Di babbled and boasted, Rong Yun watched attentively from the side, Rong Zheng had a trace of impatience on his face, and seemed to be suppressing some kind of affection. She got up and said, "It's okay for the third sister Da'an, and our sisters don't want to bother too much, disturbing the third sister's cultivation." I'll see you another day. ”

Rong Zheng Muran said: "Sisters, go slowly. Shiso, help me deliver them. ”

Shiso promised to see off the guests.

Rong Zheng was not very good, she returned to the room, picked up the target lens on the dressing table, and took a self-portrait. The girl in Beijing was only twelve or thirteen years old, with three buns, a white head rope, and two silver-white short hairpins.

A pair of black and white eyes are exceptionally clear and bright, but when he is sick, he is described as a little haggard, with a pale face, and there is no blood at all. She looked at this appearance carefully, but what came to her mind was lying on the clay kang, very thin, windy, foggy, and dying. She gave birth to a good look, even more beautiful than her sister Rong Sheng. When she was newly married, when Liao Xian saw her for the first time, she still remembers the amazement in her eyes.

Liao Xian? Is there really such a person? He is the husband of Rong Zheng's dreams. Is it an imaginary, or is it really true?

Rong Zheng fell into doubt. Subconsciously, she wanted to verify what was happening in her dream. Although it was a little ridiculous, she wanted to know if there was such a family as the Liao family in Nanyang.

There are hundreds of miles from Bianliang to Nanyang, and she is a lady who doesn't go out, how can she inquire?

Wait, Rong Zheng remembered something. She grabbed her dress and went up to the room.