Since spring and autumn, the sky is full of dead leaves. Qingshi's mother went on such a day. He was only eight years old when he was young.

At the beginning of the autumn breeze in the past, her mother often taught her over and over again under the green begonia tree in the courtyard in the Qing Dynasty: "What is the complaint? Dou Jingjia. Qing Shi didn't understand what it meant, to this day, Fang knows that Jingjia is her mother's former boudoir, but it has been precipitated by the years for too long, and no one has called her Jingjia for a long time, replaced by Cai Ping, and even disappeared in this huge Tong Mansion with her young Qimeng.

Cai Ping, who was sick to the end, was also a lady of the big family, but because of the family road, she had to be sold to the Tong family as a slave, and one day Tong Guowei was surprised to find that she could read and write, so she was accepted as a concubine. But she is tranquil by nature, how could she be so bent to welcome, plus Tong Guowei's rest of the concubines made a hindrance from it, wantonly slandering Cai Ping's unlucky background, and even the arithmetic asserted that Cai Ping confused the lord and made the house restless, and Tong Guowei was angry and never set foot in Fujing Courtyard again.

And this move also made her the object of after-dinner conversation in the mansion, even if she gave birth to the Qing Dynasty, she still couldn't reduce everyone's ridicule of her, and Cai Ping was also depressed, fell ill, and died.

Qing Shi was lying on the bed, and his pale face could not be found even a trace of blood after being severely injured. She tried to move, but she couldn't do anything. The throat was almost lost from yesterday's hoarse shouting. In the fog, she could only smell the bitter medicine from her nose, which spread in the room.

Nian Jin carefully fed the medicine to Qingshi's mouth, and the feeling of dryness in his throat was quickly suppressed by the decoction. It's only two mouthfuls, 'clang' with the wind passing through the hall, the porcelain bowl is shattered, and the medicine is all sprinkled on the ground, Nian Jin looked at the person who came with fear, and frowned slightly when he heard the voice, uninvited, only she Nalan Wanyang.

"Who allowed you to decoct her?!"

Just this sentence was enough to be so frightened that I couldn't stop reading Jin, and I didn't dare to look at the arrogant woman in front of me when I lowered my head.

Nalan Wanyang is now the distant cousin of Ming Zhongtang who is now eye-catching to the government and the opposition, the second lady of Tong Mansion, and the master of the Qing Dynasty's biological mother. Since the fire in the backyard, Wanyang often takes pleasure in bullying Jingjia, Jingjia can only endure when he is there, and now that the Si people have passed away, he is only afraid that the Qing Dynasty will be more sad in the future.

"Second lady, Gege was cold yesterday, should... It's time to take medicine. Nian Jin cautiously probed. Wan Yang glanced at her and said contemptuously, "Gege, what kind of person is she?" But he was born of a servant girl, and he should weigh his own weight. It's a joke to really take yourself as a daughter when you give a special title! ”

Nian Jin looked at Wan Yang almost begging: "Second lady......" Wan Yang gritted her teeth and said: "You don't care if she wants to die or live, anyway, she has gone, what's the point of leaving her alone in the world, it's better to go down and accompany her to avoid suffering here." ”

Nian Jin was afraid that she would make an unfavorable move to Qing Shi in the next moment, so he grabbed the corner of Wanyang's skirt and almost begged: "Madam, just let her go for the sake of Gege's mother, please." ”

Wan Yang split his head with a palm, and his eyes stabbed at her like a needle cone: "Bastard thing." He sneered, "If you want to be this faithful servant, then this medicine and bowl will be deducted from your money." ”

After Wanyang brushed his sleeves and left, Nian Jin got up and cleaned up the porcelain bowl fragments. When the nose is sore, the soaking is soaked. However, the eight-year-old brows should not have gathered the sorrow, but at this moment, a little vicissitudes were added.

The pale red candle flame flickered in the candlestick, and it seemed to return to the scene when her mother taught her to learn calligraphy. At this moment, she wished she would never wake up.

Qing Shi stayed in bed all night, and suddenly heard the sound of the wind outside the window blowing through the rhombus yarn, and the autumn leaves fell crisply on the ground.

At only eight years old, she didn't understand what family affection was, she only knew that someone who loved her very much was gone. If he is gone, he will never see this person again. No matter where she goes in the future, she will never see her again, how cruel this is to the young Qing Shi.

On this day, the autumn wind is gradually rising, and the white dew has just passed, and today is the seventh day of Cai Ping. According to the old funeral custom, the deceased will return home on this day, and paper will be burned for her at that time. Cai Ping is a duckweed-like figure in Tong Mansion, and naturally no one pays attention to it.

At that time, Qing Shi knelt in the courtyard and burned paper money. Watching the flames gradually grow larger in the pot, under the gloomy sky around them, it seemed extraordinarily bright, and the scene when the Enie was coming to his mind was so helpless and helpless.

I don't remember when it started, but tears accompanied her through the spring and autumn for several years. Qing Shi also proudly told Ene that when she became an adult, she would flee the Tong Mansion with her mother. But God seemed to have played a joke on her, and her hope was immediately extinguished.

Just like the current rainstorm, the raindrops of beans are falling loudly. In a moment, he extinguished the brazier in front of Qing Shi. Qing Shi turned a blind eye, and still added paper money to the basin, no matter how Nian Jin pulled her, it was useless, and she had to be drenched by the rain. Nian Jin saw that Qing Shi was cheaply like this, for fear of contracting the wind and cold, and after thinking about it, he could only ask for help from the person who could make Qing Shi obedient - Long Keduo.

After a long time, the rain fell from both sides of Qingshi, and at the same time relieved the pain caused by the raindrops, and Qingshi realized that there was an extra umbrella on his head.

"What are you doing here?" Long Keduo looked at her distressedly, but Qing Shi didn't appreciate his move, and buried his head and didn't say a word.

Long Ke is three years older than her, and he is the half-brother of Qing Shi. Over the years, in addition to Cai Ping, he is also one of the few people in this Tong Mansion who is waiting to see the Qing Dynasty.

Seeing that Qing Shi still had no response, Long Keduo pulled Qing Shi up: "Go, follow me in." Qing Shi stubbornly pulled his hand away and shouted, "I don't need you to pity me." ”

Long Keduo stepped forward again and grabbed Qingshi's arms tightly, allowing her to kick and bite herself: "I'm not pitying you, I'm saving you." I don't want to see you do this to yourself, and if you were alive, she wouldn't bear to watch you go on like this. ”

Qing Shi was stunned, muttered "...... Eni", and sighed again, "How do you understand my pain......

Roncodo was silent.

"Since I was a child, I have never enjoyed a life of fine food and clothing, nor have I had the expectation of my parents to be happy, and I have never been satisfied with worry-free food and clothing. What you have at your fingertips, but I don't have anything to look forward to, I just watched Ene being bullied by them every day but couldn't do anything, and I watched Ene leave me like this. I hate them, I hate them......" Qing Shi was already choked up after speaking.

A trace of sadness flashed in Long Kedo's eyes, and he comforted softly: "No matter what they do to you, I have never treated you as an outsider. You have always been my third sister, we are in the same lineage, no matter what, this is a fact that cannot be changed. The dead are gone, the living are like this, only if you live well, will you not let your mother feel at ease under the nine springs. ”

Seeing that she calmed down a little, she said: "Although there are inevitably flattering and mean people in this world, there is no shortage of people with good hearts, and the wicked will have evil retribution, but your life is still very long, I only hope that you will not disbelieve others because of this." ”

Qingshi stopped talking, the rain gradually stopped, a gust of autumn wind blew, and the already wet clothes became extremely harsh because of the wind sticking to the body, and Qingshi couldn't help but shiver.

Long Keduo hurriedly hugged Qingshi into his arms and whispered in her ear: "From today on, the third brother will protect you." Qing Shi burst into tears and murmured, "Third brother, thank you......"

She leaned on Long Kedo's arms, it was cold and invaded her body, but at this moment she felt so warm, no matter how strong the wind blew, she didn't feel cold.