The winter snow fell, and in the blink of an eye, everywhere became white.

Yan Huai held an umbrella, dressed in black and green umbrellas, standing in the snow, and slowly tightened the hand holding the handle of the umbrella. He was not even afraid to kill, and when he stood in front of Xie Shuning at this moment, he couldn't help but feel worried.

Xie Shuning leaned on the side of the pillar with her hands tied, blessed slightly, and said, "This snow is getting heavier, Lord Yan should go back quickly." ”

The bamboo umbrella handle seemed to have a faint residue of the temperature of her palm, Yan Huai held it tightly and was reluctant to let go, responded with a good sound, turned around and stepped on the snow and left.

It was only a moment of work, and the blue brick floor of Yishui was already covered with a thin layer of snow, and it was about to thicken.

Soap boots stepped through the falling snow step by step, leaving a deep and shallow imprint.

The green umbrella slowly floated away in the white, Xie Shuning stood still and watched for a while, and only then turned around and walked back when the blue color was completely gone.

Wang Ren was still sitting in the flower hall, a little sleepy from the warmth of the room, and was taking a nap with his eyes half-closed.

Along the way, he patronized and took care of the Song family, and he was left behind by his own rights, and he stepped on the dirty ground, and he could endure it without washing his hands for a day, and even every time the Song family used food, he fed it by himself.

Song lived to such an age, he had long forgotten what it was like to be fed, and he would be fed by him again, extremely uncomfortable, groping for his own food.

Wang Ren refused, and deduced that this was all the work he was used to.

Many years ago, when he was a little eunuch who had just entered the palace, what kind of master had never served, and what kind of work had not been done.

Even now. The work he had learned and done was engraved into his bone marrow, so that he could not forget it even if he wanted to.

He also combed Song's hair himself. The combing is better than any maid around the Song family.

When he was young, he also crawled all the way and was bullied.

Picky and vicious master, he has also met a lot, obviously there are palace people to call, but he wants to call him an internal servant to comb his hair and change clothes...... For the first time, he was far from practice making perfect. The little masters were not happy, and they stripped off his fingernails piece by piece.

It is often said that ten fingers are connected to the heart, and it is true.

At that time, he was immature and thin. I felt that my heart was broken and crushed, and the pain couldn't be described in words.

Inexplicably, he sat on a chair and closed his eyes to recuperate. Yu Yu remembered the past.

He opened his eyes. Raise your hands and hold them high in front of your eyes.

The snow outside the house was like silver frost, and the inside of the house was whitened through the window.

The sharp snow light reflected his hand into the color of a crown of jade, white, moist, and transparent.

Ten nails, trimmed very cleanly, with a round and neat curvature, as if they were born to grow on these hands, and there is no sign of the scarred past at all.

He remembered. When the little lord died, all ten fingers were severed inch by inch.

Oh people. If you dare to do evil, you must be prepared that one day this cruel method will be retribution on you tenfold.

There was a sound of footsteps in his ears, and he immediately put his hand down, put it on the handles on either side of the chair, and turned his head to look towards the door.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, a cold wind came in from outside.

Xie Shuning flashed in with this gust of wind, and the few thin stars of snow on his hair suddenly melted into water because of the warmth of mid-spring.

Wang Ren asked, "People are gone?" ”

"Yes, gone." Xie Shuning bowed her head and strode over.

Wang Ren nodded and said no more.

Xie Shuning sat down, and her stiff hands and feet seemed to be relaxed.

After a while, she asked Wang Ren softly about what happened in Huizhou and how her mother's eyes were injured. She had asked her mother several times before, but her mother kept perfunctory to her, and what she said was either ambiguous or evasive, obviously hiding something from her.

She looked at Wang Ren with a straight face, her eyes focused and determined.

Even if he wouldn't tell her plainly, sooner or later she would think of it for herself.

Wang Ren saw through Xie Shuning's thoughts at a glance, and said straightforwardly: "Sixth Master Xie is very capable, he smeared your mother's eyes with quicklime, and also used a knife, if it weren't for Xiao Wu's coincidental arrival, I'm afraid it would be too late." ”

When he said this, he was also afraid.

Not to mention Xie Shuning, she felt that every word was like a sharp blade, shooting at her from all directions, poking her all over with wounds.

It's her mistake, she should die and not let her mother go south to Huizhou.

How could she take it lightly and almost kill her mother in a foreign land!

Xie Shuning was remorseful, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on her forehead because of panic, and she stood up from the chair with a white face.

"Thank you Yin Gong for saving your life-" She suddenly knelt down in front of Wang Ren and kowtowed heavily.

Wang Ren was dumbfounded, but he suddenly straightened up, hurriedly went to help her, and said urgently: "What are you doing?" ”

Xie Shuning stood up along his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "If there is no person sent by the Duke of Yin, Aman is afraid that he will never see his mother again in this life......

Once upon a time, she avoided the palm print of the celebrant eunuch, the nine-thousand-year-old adult in her previous life, as if she had encountered a snake and scorpion. However, only now, she realized that she was wrong, whether Wang Ren was vicious, vicious or treacherous, it had nothing to do with her, she just needed to know that it was he who brought his mother back to her, who almost died, and that was enough.

So her kowtow today is worth it!

Wang Ren was a little frightened.

In his life, there are countless people who have kowtowed to him and knelt down, and how many people want to come to him and kowtow to him, but they can't find a chance.

However, Xie Shuning's knock made him dumbfounded.

He was a little uncomfortable, and he laughed a little shyly, helped her back to her seat, and said softly, "It's serious." ”

Xie Shuning shook his head, "Yin Gong's life-saving grace, Ah Man is unforgettable. ”

Wang Ren couldn't help but feel a little at a loss, such a Xie Shuning. It was the first time he had seen him.

After being kneeled and knocked by her like this, he secretly felt as if he was about to die.

Really thinking about it, he quietly sent someone to Huizhou to follow the Song family. It doesn't make sense anyway......

He sighed half-emotionally and lowered his head to eat his tea.

Silence returned to the house, so quiet that you could hear the snow outside.

Wang Ren didn't stay long, and told Xie Shuning a few words, so that if she encountered difficulties, she could immediately go straight to Dongchang to find him, and then took someone back first.

Xiao Wu was left behind, and looked at Xie Shuning with blank eyes.

Because the Song family likes Xiao Wu very much. Wang Ren disliked him again, so he simply left him at the Xie family and didn't have to go back to Xichang, and only let him serve the Song family on the side and be responsible for delivering the news by the way.

Xiao Wu was glad that if he could always please the Song family, he might not lose his life. On the other hand, he was a little worried about Xie Shuning.

This Miss Xie Ba is not easy to deal with, in case it is not pleasing to the eye, you have to send him back if you can't keep it.

Not to mention......

Xiao Wu quietly glanced at Turan. I have palpitations.

How long has this snow fallen. He was worried for a long time.

Fortunately, Turan followed Xie Shuning closely, and he didn't have time to beat him.

There are carriages passing through the house during the day, and the three-room and the long house live on the side, not a few steps apart, such a big movement, the long house will naturally not be missed.

The old lady was restless day and night, just a few days, and her hair was half white. It's almost white.

Someone returned, but it wasn't her son. How could she not be worried?

couldn't control Xie Shuning, and couldn't find where Xie Yi was, she was so anxious that she got angry, and there was a huge boil on the corner of her mouth, no matter what she ate or drank, it hurt badly.

She sent someone to write a letter to Xie Yuanmao, but it suddenly happened to be a blizzard, and she didn't know when the letter would be delivered to Xie Yuanmao. She didn't even know that Xie Yuanmao had quietly hit the road. The old lady only felt that the fire burned her eyebrows, and she was restless.

Uncle Xie is also anxious, there is no income in the house, and this year is almost over!

He had a sad face all day long, but the eldest lady didn't bother to take care of him.

That day, the eldest lady felt that something was wrong when she turned over the account book, and when she mentioned the account clerk to ask questions, she knew that it was not good. The next day, she fell and broke her head, and had no choice but to recuperate, and transferred the housekeeper's errand to the third lady Jiang.

She's been in charge of her home for decades, and she's shrewd.

If she hadn't fallen hard, this would have been the one who wanted to break her head for how to celebrate the New Year, and it would have been her.

It's really comparative, it's better to break your head and be happy!

She hid in the house to recuperate from her injuries, and quietly took out her own body and money to let people buy good medicine and delicious food, and even Uncle Xie didn't let him know.

The poor family mourns.

For a while, the days of Xie's family's room were almost like those Pengmen households.

The population of the house is also quite large, so if you don't find a new way to earn money, how can it be good? In a few days, a few masters who walked around the officialdom would have to owe even the drinks and silver of their colleagues in Su Ri.

The more the old lady thought about it, the more impatient she became, she was so angry that she couldn't sleep at night and stayed up over and over again, and when it was dawn the next day, the big girl Zhilan came in and called her to get up, and she didn't even respond to a few shouts, and when she got closer, she was covered in cold sweat and her forehead was hot, which was about to talk nonsense!

Zhilan was shocked and hurriedly asked Jiang to come.

Jiang stomped his feet, "Did the doctor invite you?" ”

Zhilan nodded again and again: "I've sent someone to invite it, but it's snowing outside, and I don't know if it's coming." ”

"If you can't come, you have to come, the old lady is not burned!" Jiang Shi said, and suddenly thought that the old lady had to spend a lot of money if she didn't get this disease, and she was sick when she was old, and she might be sick with wealth. As her mind raced, a bad thought came to her mind—it would be better if the old lady died......

After all, this year is definitely going to pass, if the old lady dies at the end of the year, the Spring Festival will not have to be a big deal, and a large amount of silver will be spent on the left and right, and the Spring Festival will be changed for funeral ceremonies...... It's not impossible...... (To be continued......)

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died tragically on the wedding day, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he had been reborn as a close friend in his previous life.

Faced with the helplessness of not being able to return to the ontology and the doom of the family that was about to decline, Wen Jiahe decided that it would be safe if it came, and it was the best policy to manage it well.

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