When the golden afterglow on the horizon has exhausted its last splendour, the crescent moon slowly sprouts sharp buds like mushrooms after rain, and the earth is plunged into a dark blue.

Qiushui was arranged by Ruan Wushuang to live in the Qiange Courtyard, and the red sleeves who learned about it were very happy, and they were even more excited and almost threw themselves at the injured Qiushui.

After dinner, Ruan Wushuang called the red sleeves to move the chair and put it in the courtyard, looking at the broken moon, she remembered from time to time that she saw the moon as smooth and full as a jade plate when she was a child, at that time her mother was still by her side, and her mother always liked to move a chair and hold her to sit in the courtyard to watch the big and round moon.

She still remembered what it was like to be warmly embraced by her mother, and even remembered that her mother once asked her, "What are our wishes when we grow up?"

Mother's words still seem to echo in the ears and have not dissipated, so many years are still like green vines coiled in the heart, Ruan Wushuang's eyes are dazzling, his mind is clear, and the dim loving mother is in front of him. So real and yet so ethereal.

Ruan Wushuang's heart was sour, and he raised his hand tremblingly to touch his mother's smile, but it turned into nothing at the moment when he was about to touch it, curled up his slightly trembling hand, and the moment he closed his eyes, bitter and salty tears slipped quietly.

Mother, Wushuang's wish is to be with you and your father for a long time! But why does God not fulfill people's wishes, I believe your words, but I hate this providence, and without your home, it will be as rich and short as this month.

"Miss, Miss, Mama Liu is back. ”

The frizzy voice of the red sleeves pulled back Ruan Wushuang's thoughts in mourning, and he subconsciously raised his sleeves and wiped the wet corners of his eyes, then pursed his lips and showed a shallow smile.

Red Sleeves was the first to run in happily, looking at Ruan Wushuang with a blushing face, Ruan Wushuang glanced at Red Sleeves with a light smile, then raised his eyes to look at the courtyard gate, there was a little excitement in his heart, but there was a faint smile on his face.

"Miss. An old cheerful but slightly panting voice came, and then stepped into the courtyard door A middle-aged woman dressed in simple green clothes, with a deep smile on her simple but wrinkled face, this person was Mama Liu.

In her previous life, just before she was drugged, Ruan Yunrou blew wind in her ear and said some bad things about Mama Liu, it just so happened that during that time, she was very tired of Mama Liu's chatter, so she randomly found an excuse to send Mama Liu home for a few days, after Mama Liu left, she was drugged, and her life began to go to the abyss.

In her previous life, she couldn't stand this nurse who treated her sincerely, and she ended up dying on the street, and she would do her best to compensate her in this life.

"Nurse. Ruan Wushuang called intimately, stood up as he spoke, and hurriedly supported Mama Liu, who was about to kneel and salute.

Mama Liu smelled the sound of the nurse, and her tears almost overflowed, she hadn't heard the young lady call her so affectionately for a long time.

"Miss. Mama Liu looked at Ruan Wushuang with tears in her eyes, tears of relief slipped out of her eyes, and Mama Liu hurriedly raised her sleeves to wipe it.

"Miss, look at the old slave...... It's a shame. Mama Liu said with a smile.

This scene made Ruan Wushuang feel a little guilty and distressed at the same time, the tip of her nose couldn't help but be sore, she held back the tide in her heart, she gently took Mama Liu's hand and walked to the chair and sat down.

"Nurse Niang, I used to be ignorant, and I hope that Nurse Niang will not blame Wushuang. Ruan Wushuang frowned and said, his tone was a little self-reproachful, and his beautiful face was full of guilt. For Mama Liu, she will treat her as a mother in the future.

"The old slave doesn't blame Miss. Mama Liu looked at Ruan Wushuang, who blamed herself, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and was slightly afraid of the back of her hand. Ruan Wushuang respects her as a mother, and she also treats her as her own daughter in her heart.

"The relationship between the young lady and the grandmother is so good, the slave and maid are so moved that they almost cry. ”

Red Sleeves' cold words disrupted the sad atmosphere, and Ruan Wushuang and Mama Liu were both amused by Red Sleeves' words.

Ruan Wushuang smiled a little helplessly, looked at the red sleeves who were about to wipe her tears, and suddenly felt that this little girl was really a sensual person, and this scene was inverted like Sister Daiyu in the book.

"What are the young lady and grandma laughing at?, isn't what the slave said wrong?" Red Sleeves looked at Ruan Wushuang and Mama Liu, who were smiling non-stop, with a blank face, and couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, did he say the wrong thing?

Without waiting for Ruan Wushuang to speak, Mama Liu on the side quipped: "That's right, but your little girl is a sensual person, and she is sure to be an understanding and good daughter-in-law in the future." ”

"Ouch, Mama, no one is a daughter-in-law. In the face of Mama Liu's joke, Red Sleeves blushed a little face, her eyes became dodgy, and her movements suddenly became twisted.

Ruan Wushuang's black eyes were dazzling luster, as if they were like the stars in the sky, the light smile on his face turned into that deep smile, and the corners of his mouth raised a beautiful arc.

"Not a daughter-in-law, the red sleeves are not ready to get married, how can they prepare to die alone?" Ruan Wushuang quipped with a hint of banter in her tone, and she suddenly found that such red sleeves were very cute.

"Yes, the slave maid does not marry, so she always accompanies the young lady. Although it was a joke, Red Sleeves looked at Ruan Wushuang and said unusually firmly, although his face was as red as the burning carbon.

Hearing this, Ruan Wushuang's heart rippled slightly, as if he was a little touched, and then shook his head with a smile and said, "Silly red sleeves." ”

"My father and mother praised me for being smart, and Miss said that the slave was stupid. Red Sleeves said, pouting as if aggrieved, with that round little round face is really cute.

"Yes, yes, Red Sleeves is the smartest. Ruan Wushuang said with a helpless smile. This girl even came out with a local dialect.

"By the way, Miss, the slave maid is going to see Sister Qiushui, you can have a good conversation with Mama!" Red Sleeves said with a grin, and after Ruan Wushuang responded, she ran towards the house with cheerful steps.

Ruan Wushuang smiled and retracted his gaze, but saw that Mama Liu on the side looked a little sad, her eyes were condensed, Ruan Wushuang asked softly, "Why is the nurse worried?"

"Miss, the old slave remembers that there are still a few days before Madame's death day. Mama Liu lowered her eyes, her expression was tinged with a touch of sadness, and her tone was a little gloomy.

Ruan Wushuang was stunned, she naturally remembered that there were two days left before her mother's death day, so she called someone to invite Mama Liu back.

"In two days, the nurse will accompany me to my mother's funeral and prayer!"

"Good. Mama Liu's voice responded, Mama Liu's tone, Ruan Wushuang could not be difficult to hear that she missed her mother, and why didn't she miss her mother? Every time she dreamed back at midnight, her mother's smile was a nightmare that she didn't want to wake up, and it was also a stone that was entangled in her heart.

For so many years, she couldn't figure out why her mother died of a sudden illness, and she was suddenly caught off guard.

"Do you remember what happened when your mother died?" Ruan Wushuang stared at her and asked with a frown, she had always felt that her mother's death was not simple, but the incident that happened in her previous life knocked her down, and it was not until she was struck by Ruan Yunrou that she suddenly recalled the scene when her mother died.

The old slave remembered that Madame had drunk a bowl of medicine for cold and ailments, and within half an hour, Madame went without warning. As if recalling the unbearable scene, Mama Liu burst into tears in an instant, and her grief overflowed.

Ruan Wushuang's eyes narrowed dimly, maybe there would be some clues to find out the doctor who treated his mother back then. There are no unprovoked deaths in this world, only premeditated assassinations.

"Miss, it's cold at night, let's go back to the house and rest!"

Mama Liu said with a little choked up, and her eyes were secretly red in the dark night.

"Well, the nurse also rested early, and your room is still the same as before. Ruan Wushuang's soft and deep voice seemed to be heavy and sad, faintly smeared in the air around her, and the question she was about to ask was also stuck in her throat.

"Okay, the old slave is leaving. Mama Liu bowed slightly, dragging her tired body and walking slowly, her surroundings exuding a sorrow that Ruan Wushuang could see.

Looking at Mama Liu's back, Ruan Wushuang's eyes dimmed, like the water of a deep pool, deep and without waves, and suddenly she raised her eyes to look at the moon that she didn't know when it would become a full moon.

At that moment, the thought was like a fishing line that was thrown out but could not be recovered, wrapped around the deepest coral reef in the deep sea, and could not be recovered or put down.

Mother, are you okay?