The old lady coughed and couldn't hide her smile, "This kid, how can there be a middle of the night, it's a little early, it's still hot, you said to leave early, I didn't have time to prepare anything for you, fortunately, Zhang Ni gave me some fine noodles and taught me to pinch a few tricks, don't think I'm stupid." ”

"How can it be, these days bother the old lady to run before and after, I should thank you."

She wanted to salute, but the old lady and the Zhang family hurriedly picked up the person, "Don't you dare to do this, they are all women, who to help is not to help." ”

A few people were polite, Mrs. Jiang smiled and hugged Han Ningxue, and was about to wipe her face with a handkerchief, but found that Han Ningxue jerked to the side, as if she was very resistant to herself, Jin Ping hurriedly said: "This child is still confused, and his eyes haven't opened when he is dressed." ”

"Hey, I'm sorry for you." Mrs. Jiang took a handkerchief and dipped her face, but this time she did not retreat, and Mrs. Jiang breathed a sigh of relief.

Just last night, as soon as she fell asleep, she had a dream, she dreamed that Han Ningxue had a dark red butterfly birthmark on her collarbone, which was exactly the same as her lost daughter's.

Han Ningxue in the dream smiled at her and called her mother, she hugged her happily, crying silently, and promised to give her a good life, but in a blink of an eye, Han Ningxue disappeared, she couldn't find her everywhere, and kept shouting Xue'er.

When she woke up, it was Zhang who called her by her bedside and asked her if she wanted to see Xue'er, she shook her head, she was suspicious, and asked her, "What birthmarks does Han Xue'er have?" ”

Zhang didn't think about it and said, "No, there are no birthmarks." She's clean, or she's called Cher. ”

She was not reconciled, and asked, "Can you see it with your own eyes?" ”

"It's natural, I've hugged her, all over my body, there's nothing I don't know."

She let go, shook her head, and let her go back, but she couldn't sleep. I thought, if it was her, what kind of fate would it be, she didn't let her live a good life, but in the end she saved her life.

Then I felt that I had hysteria, and when I saw a child, I thought it was my daughter.

But at this moment, she completely abandoned that idea, if Han Xue'er was her daughter, she shouldn't be so alienated from her, and her natural mother-daughter blood relationship would not be like this.

Aside from these, she still likes Han Xue'er very much, I don't know why, she always feels that Han Xue'er is very protective of her, but once that strength passes, she is very close to herself, probably still young, and her mind is heavy, otherwise, she would rather take her bracelet than go to Moyu.

She held Han Xue'er's hand and was extremely reluctant: "Xue'er, I don't have anything to give you, it's better to give you another word, snow, condensed from the essence of heaven and earth, it's better to call it Ningxue, do you like it?" ”

"I like it, of course I like it, I just think that Xue'er is too cheesy, this adds a word, it is extraordinary, it is a good word." The old lady laughed, feeling more and more that they were mother and daughter.

And the Jin family also felt the same, and even felt that they were a little in the way, especially the appearance of them, and the Jin family felt even more uncomfortable.

"Dad, what do you think?" Han Ningxue tried to get him to object.

"Yes, of course." Han Zong didn't object, after all, he also thought that Xue'er was the one who condensed the essence of heaven and earth to send her to them in such a snowy weather.

Han Xue'er was disappointed in her heart, but her face was full of smiles, remembering her previous life, her name, but she changed it when she went to the Jiang family, although it was cautious, but in the end, the lack of guilt still couldn't make them fully trust her, perhaps, in the officialdom, they were cold by nature and didn't take human life seriously.

However, Mrs. Jiang was full of reluctance to her, and when she left, she still hugged her, as if she had left her, as if she had separated part of her heart, and even others felt like an executioner who broke up a mother and daughter.

As soon as she got in the car, the feeling of detachment suddenly became a tearing feeling, and it was even more obvious that her heart was empty, not painful, but uncomfortable, she didn't know what she was reluctant to do.

It was Han Wenyao, looking at her sleepy appearance, and felt funny and funny, "I still think Xue'er sounds good." ”

"Really? Then you will call me that from now on. Han Ningxue's eyes lit up and said to him with a smile.

Han Wenyao nodded, "Okay, Sister Xue'er." ”

Han Ningxue smiled, the mist she exhaled dispelled the sadness of parting, and thought in her heart, it can be counted as leaving.

Han Wenyao rubbed Han Xiaomei's head with his left hand, his eyes looked at Han Ningxue's eyelashes, her eyelashes were very long, and it was precisely because of the length that the tail of the eyelashes was covered with a layer of frost, fanning gently, like a fluttering butterfly, beautiful and pure.

After the carriage could not see the shadow, the old lady led the people back, and suddenly felt a little lost. It would be nice if she could stay a few more days, but the smile on her face regained as she touched the ten taels of silver in her pocket.

When Mrs. Jiang left, no one knew that when Uncle Han Zong came, as soon as she saw that the house was deserted, she ran to Zhang's house and asked, "What about Mrs. Jiang?" ”

Han Wenyao was practicing in the courtyard, walking on a horse, when he saw her coming in with something, he ran to Zhang's house to question, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, he snorted coldly, put down his arm, and walked into the house.

Zhang only glanced at her, then lowered his eyebrows, and the work in his hand did not stop: "She left, I am afraid that everyone will be reluctant to her, so I only let Han Zong send her and leave early in the morning." ”

"Gone?" As soon as she heard the news, the whole Wang family was a little dumbfounded, could it be that she had miscalculated?

The old lady of the Han family is a person who is unprofitable and can't afford to be early, and she is sending quilts and buying charcoal fire, so she must have reaped benefits from Mrs. Jiang, and Han Wenyao's family, not to mention, saved her life, and any leakage in her fingers was worth more than half a year of their family's busy work.

She hadn't reaped the benefits yet, the people left, she was a little angry, if it weren't for the old lady of the Han family who was strict and didn't leak, she would have gotten people to her own house a long time ago.

Thinking that those acres of land were gone, her anger rose instantly, but she couldn't show it, she had to persuade them well, try to have a good relationship with them, and then persuade her that those acres of land would still be planted by them.

After thinking about it like this, she squeezed out a smile on her face, and put the things in her hand in front of Zhang, "Brother and sister, we boiled a few eggs in the morning, thinking about giving them to the children to make up for them, and I just glanced at her by the way, and saw that she was gone, so I asked you." Don't mind. ”

Han Wenyao saw all this in his eyes, and was silent, just lowered his head and sneered.

Zhang's didn't want to accept it, but when she thought about it, over the years, she had deceived her family's things, causing her son and daughter to have insufficient food and clothing, and the chickens they raised were stolen by them for nothing.