As soon as Mrs. Lu left, Lu Shuyi glanced at Mo Ju. Mo Ju understood and quietly retreated.

"Mother, it's windy in the hall, you can go into the house!" Lu Shuyi hugged the Wu family and went to the east.

My grandmother sat on the embroidered pier next to the couch, gritted her teeth, and frowned: "It's really chilling to see Fu'er, this dog thing, hurt you." She is a person who went out of our Wu family, and I treated her well in the past. ”

Wu coughed twice, looked left and right, and said to Lu Shuyi and Lu Shujing: "It's not too early, you guys go back first." ”

Lu Shuyi knew that her mother had something to say to her grandmother, so she nodded very obediently, and glanced at Lu Shujing, and the two sisters retreated one after the other.

The Wu family retreated left and right, leaving only Mama Zhao to serve. Mama Zhao and Fu'er have always been her confidants, and Fu'er has defected, but she still believes in Mama Zhao.

Mama Zhao brought a hot bird's nest and comforted Wen Yan: "Don't be too sad, madam, it's really not worth bothering about such a dirty thing." ”

"I know." Yang took the hot bird's nest, glanced at Yang again, his eyes were more cold, and said, "Mother, what do you think of this matter?" Is it really Fu'er doing it alone? ”

Yang held a handkerchief in his hand, and his eyes were unfathomable under the candlelight: "What do you think?" She's just a maid, how can she be so bold. The person behind her, you should know it in your heart. ”

Wu understood who his mother was talking about, and who else wanted her life besides Aunt An......

"Yes, it's also to blame the slave for being careless, and I haven't found out about it." Mama Zhao blamed herself, lowered her eyes and said, "The slave always feels that she is a person brought from the Wu family, and her heart is inevitably relaxed. ”

"Hmph...... This also gives them the opportunity to harm others! Yang smiled coldly and gritted his teeth: "So you still have to be careful in the future." Even if there is fun to boil medicine in the future, everything that can be eaten is clean. ”

"That's right, the slave will keep a few more eyes in the future." Mama Zhao lowered her eyelids and sighed: "It's just that my wife's body has been damaged, and if I want to recover, I'm afraid it will take time." ”

Wu's face was snow-white under the light, her eyes were half-squinted, and her long eyelashes cast a halo around her eyes, looking extremely tired: "I know my body, I don't want to be healed, I just want to live for two more years." Her voice was a little tragic of a strong man breaking his wrist, and said: "Yi'er is twelve, and she will soon reach the age of discussing relatives, I just hope to live until the day when she finds a good family." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm fine, how can you go first." Yang's voice trembled slightly, his eyes were red, he held Wu's hand with one hand, and said word by word: "You listen to me, you will have more things to do in the future." Yi'er wants to get married, Jing'er wants to get married, Jie'er wants to marry a wife, and you will tease your grandson in the future! Your good fortune is yet to come! ”

“…… If I don't go, you can't go, you know? Yang's voice was sad, and a few tears immediately hit the pine-green brocade quilt, and it turned into a bewitching flower.

Wu looked at his mother's aging face, his heart was sour, and he couldn't help crying in Yang's arms: "Mother, I'm so tired, I'm so tired......"

"Good boy, I know, I know ......" Yang hugged his daughter tightly, and cried again: "People live for a lifetime, everything can't go smoothly, you have to stick to your original intention, and you have to adapt to changes." ”

"I know, I know......" Wu replied in a choked voice, she hugged her mother tightly, she only felt that this embrace was extremely warm, how good it would be if she could rely on it for such a lifetime......

Unfortunately, she still has her own children to rely on her, and she has to be strong.

Wu cried for a while, and the grievances and depression in his heart gradually dissipated, replaced by a strong heart for motherhood.

I'm really sorry, there are only so many tonight, I'll make up for it tomorrow morning. The child is sick and can't write, sorry.

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