"Is it because of the winery, you didn't explain it to your family in advance?" Xuanyuan Mo also thought a lot when he was standing outside waiting for Xue'er.

Although he didn't know what Dong Changhe and Yun were thinking, he knew how much the winery's interests would be in the future.

He had just explained to Dong Changhe about the division of the winery, and when he turned his head, Yun Shi's eyes were wrong when he looked at Xue'er in the past two days, and he also remembered Dong Changhe's expression when he wanted to speak and stopped.

That's all he can think about.

He didn't understand why the third brother collected good things and sent them to Xue'er at every turn, he just thought that the third brother was trying to please Xue'er, but now everything is understood.

It seems that when Xue'er gets married, the county marquis will not give her much dowry.

He thought that Cher liked business, and it turned out that there was a reason why she liked silver, and then he suddenly realized.

Maybe in Xue'er's opinion, it's better to have a father and a mother than herself, she is insecure!

Inexplicably, Xuanyuan Mo feels that he is very similar to Xue'er, Xue'er is worse than herself, at least she has a mother and is sincere to herself, but what about Xue'er?

His heart really felt sorry for Xue'er at this moment, why couldn't such a beautiful little lady get the sincere love of her parents?

Xue'er smiled bitterly, but she didn't expect that even outsiders could see it, but she, an insider, ignored the feelings of Dong Changhe and his wife.

You don't have to hide it when talking to smart people, she looks up at the deep and boundless night sky.

The Milky Way is eternal and unchanging across the sky, beautiful and mysterious, what is the story of those starry stars?

Sometimes she would suddenly feel very tired, and she had always been careful when she came here to get along with the Yun family, for fear that if she touched any of the Yun family's nerves, she would offend her.

I'm afraid that all her anger will come to her, and I'm afraid that she will anger herself for no reason.

I don't know if Dong Xue'er's eight characters really don't match the Yun family, every time Xue'er feels that life is very good, the Yun family will attack for something, either to show her face, or to target her with a gun and a stick.

Dong Changhe was thoughtful, although he had never spoken harshly to her, but he was too smart, he would draw circles in advance for many things, and then let the Yun clan charge into battle.

The wicked people are all borne by the Yun family, and the good people are all made by himself.

Just like this incident, it was obvious that Dong Changhe was dissatisfied, and he used Yun's gun to make her understand and make her compromise.

In the past few years, she has been torn between the husband and wife, and she really feels very tired.

What a sorrow it would be if a family still had to calculate and calculate!

The night breeze was a little cool, which also blew Xue'er's thoughts up, she didn't withdraw her gaze but sighed: "The fourth brother is so sensitive. ”

"It's not that I'm sensitive, it's that Mrs. Dong's emotions are written on her face." Xuanyuan Mo continued.

"Actually, it's nothing, you know that I didn't plan to take the winery away as a dowry. Ze'er and Qing'er are my mother's compatriots, and I am willing to leave them behind. ”

"I didn't think of it...... It's me who is not doing well and has wronged you! ”

"No, this matter has nothing to do with the fourth brother, I should have thought of it a long time ago, and let you see the joke." Cher smiled wryly again.

Through the starlight Xuanyuan Mo, he saw the loneliness and helplessness on Xue'er's face.

This was the first time he had seen such a look on her face, he wanted to hug her, he wanted to comfort her, he wanted to tell her: you still have me.

He raised his hand and put it down, and the hand holding the fan tightened and tightened, and finally did not raise it again.

An arc drawn by the long fan pendant in the air.

Sighing, Xuanyuan Mo said, "It's good to say it." ”

Xue'er looked back and showed a somewhat sad smile: "Yes, it's good to say it." Life is like this, isn't it as the saying goes, people die for money, birds die for food, and the laws of nature are just that.

Don't worry, I'm a person who doesn't want to remember those unhappy things, and I'm willing to think about those beautiful and happy things, so I'll be fine soon.

I've gotten used to it over the years, and I'll soon forget it. ”

She is not a person who is willing to be sad, when she is unhappy, she plays a tune and sings a song, and it will be good to pass the hurdle in her heart.

At this time, Mo Shijiu and Qiao'er were holding tea alone, and one person walked to the pavilion with Xue'er's piano.

After simply greeting the two of them, Mo Shijiu said: "The county lord hasn't practiced the piano today, so it's better to play the piano in this pavilion!" ”

"Yes, county lord, the two little sons need to do their homework, so don't go back and disturb them." Qiao'er also opened her mouth to persuade her.

The two returned to Yongze Courtyard and saw that only the two sons were there, but the county lord did not come back, and asked Dong Chengze, but he didn't hide it.

The two who knew the Yun family hit it off, knowing that Xue'er needed to vent at this time, it would be better to let her play the piano, and her mood would be much better.

Xuanyuan Mo wanted to talk to Xue'er again, but when there were outsiders, it was difficult to say anything, and he also persuaded: "Every day, I will hear my sister-in-law playing the piano or blowing the flute, and I yearn for it, and I can hear it up close today, and I am looking forward to it even more." ”

Xue'er let go of the thousands of thoughts in her heart, took the teacup that Qiao'er handed to her, and drank a cup of tea before saying, "Okay, let's play a new tune today."

Pick up the nine notes, and when the time comes, it will be sorted out with the previous one. ”

"No." Mo Shijiu agreed.

"Outside the twilight, the pipa played the wind and sand of red dust, and the passers-by stopped and sighed with emotion. The clouds at the end of the mountains and rivers hide a home, and the sky is high and the road is far away and can't go back.

The fireworks on the paper outline the youth written into the painting, but it is just a few tears and ticks. The lonely siege of the city trapped her, and she was alone, still thinking of the truth.

Drink a pot of joy and sorrow at the end of the world and rub your heart lightly, who has never had a few scars in her growth. Dreams are full of branches, and they live up to Yinhua. I would like to return to Fengchi at night.

Drunk with a pot of love in a dream, whose consummation has never been parted. Thanks to the affectionate attachment to make the story flawless, I have never changed from the beginning of my heart to join hands in gray hair. ”

Xue'er felt that only this song "A Pot of the World" was the most suitable for her state of mind at this time, so she couldn't help singing it.

It's been seven years since she came here, and Xue'er rarely remembers the events of her past life, but people's memories are very strange, and the clearest memories are often those painful things, but happiness is easily forgotten.

She was a little angry, her voice was a little hoarse, and she sang so much that several people present wanted to cry.

Everyone can hear the helplessness in the song, and they all have a similar mental journey.

Accompanied by the unique desolate sound of the lyre, it makes people feel a lot of emotion in their hearts.

Especially Xuanyuan Mo has been neglected since he was a child, the scars on his heart, the shape of the midnight dream, his concern, who knows?

He always felt that he was the most pitiful one in the world, and now that Xue'er resonated with him, he felt that he had not come to this world in vain.