"Auntie, it's not early, the Buddhist scriptures will be copied tomorrow, you should rest early." Five-year-old Xu Shaodong steadily pushed the door in with an oil lamp and comforted.

He Mian'er was writing at the dinner table, and when she saw him coming, she stopped her pen and took the oil lamp. Although Shaodong's child is young, he is extremely stable in his work, always like a little adult.

"Shaodong, you sleep first, my aunt will be fine soon." He Mian'er touched his face lovingly.

Xu Shaodong nodded obediently and said seriously: "Mother just said that it is cold in the middle of the night, and I want my aunt to pay attention to keeping warm." ”

Sending Xu Shaodong away, He Mian'er rubbed her hands, in early spring, although the weather was warmer, but when she wrote at night, her hands would still be frozen.

Tomorrow is the day when she needs to go to Pu Hui Nunnery to deliver the Buddhist scriptures, but in fact, she has already copied the Buddhist scriptures during the day.

She looked at the paper on the table and was stunned, in a few days, it will be Qingming, and it will also be Xu Yunqing's third anniversary.

Xu Yunqing was Chen Guo's Zhengyuan general, who had already died in battle three years ago. The last time He Mian'er saw him was on the wedding night, and she only saw his back leaving in a hurry.

Although he had always hated himself, he probably didn't want to see her. But Shaodong is still young, his mother-in-law is old, and his sister-in-law is sick in bed, except for her, I am afraid that no one will be able to go to his grave and burn a stick of incense for him.

This Buddhist scripture is also a little bit of her strength for him, and I wish him good under the nine springs.

It wasn't until she was ugly and her eyes were sour that she stopped writing to rest, but before the end of the day, the rooster just crowed, and she got up again to start a new day.

Last night, she didn't sleep well, and in the dream, it was the scene when Xu Yunqing knew that she had to get married, climbed over the wall, blocked her in the boudoir, and grabbed her neck to threaten her.

"If you marry, one wife and one concubine, you don't want Wanqing to be a concubine." He glared at her with his eyes in the eye, threatening.

She was pinched so much that her voice changed, but she refused to let go, and said, "If you are a concubine, you will be a concubine." ”

He was angry with her persistence, his face was flushed, he threw his sleeves and left, and said before leaving: "If you get married, you can hold my tablet for the rest of your life." ”

Who would have thought that it would be a prophecy.

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Although in early spring, when I went out early in the morning, it was still a little chilly.

Now their family of four lives in the suburbs of the south of the capital, a small courtyard with three rooms, and the nearby are all croppers, and they are about to go down at dawn, and the whole street has begun to be lively.

As the so-called seven things open the door every day, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar tea. The first thing He Mian'er did was chopping wood to prepare breakfast.

If there is no firewood, how can there be hot water? She fetched a basin of cold water and washed her face happily.

In early spring, the cool water is biting. He Mian'er still had a little sleepiness in her mind, but she had already been washed away by the cold water without a trace.

Chopping wood is not only to boil hot water, but also to prepare tea for Mrs. Xu and medicine for her sister-in-law.

Who would have thought that three years ago, He Mian'er was the precious daughter of Lord Yushi, not to mention chopping wood, even if she didn't want to serve her job for a while.

Early in the morning, He Mian'er chopped firewood and actually split a little sweat.

After a while, He Mian'er heard a few coughs in her sister-in-law's room, followed by the sound of someone getting up. I knew that my sister-in-law and Shaodong had woken up.

The lights of the third watch and the fifth watch of the chicken are when the boy is studying. None of the men of the Xu family are lazy.

The old lady of the Xu family was once a general who protected the country and accompanied the founding emperor to establish the Great Xiao State. Xu Shaodong's father, Xu Yunchang, died on the battlefield five years ago. Xu Yunqing, whom she married, was even more left with no bones.

Even now that the Xu family has long been down, Xu Shaodong, who is only five years old, does not dare to slack off in the slightest.

"Auntie, good morning." Xu Shaodong ran out after a while.

"Shaodong, come, just hot water, wash your face." He Mian'er looked loving. Since the defeat of the Xu family, Shaodong can be said to have been brought up by her, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is her biological son.

Later, when she was cooking, Shaodong shook his head and read the Analects next to her.

He Mian'er looked at him, but she was very worried. In the blink of an eye, Shaodong was already five years old, and when Meng Qiu passed, he would be able to enter school, but now where is the family money to send him to the school.

The sister-in-law takes medicine every day is money, and the family of four has food, clothing, housing, transportation, and a rented house, which is all money, and she can only barely make ends meet by relying on her own income from embroidery and scripture copying.

was stunned, but Shaodong suddenly asked: "Auntie, the Tao is different, what does it mean not to conspire with each other?" ”

He Mian'er hurriedly explained, but she regretted that she didn't study well in the boudoir in the past.

It stands to reason that the He family is also a scholarly family, and He Mian'er's father, He Qi, was also a high school scholar back then, and he rose all the way up, and he sat firmly in the official position with his talent and learning.

It's just that He Mian'er has always been arrogant, and she is naturally pampered as a father and mother, and she is naturally a hanger in her studies.

At breakfast time, Mrs. Xu and Shaodong's mother had already washed up, and several people sat around and listened to Shaodong talk about what he had recently studied.

In the past, when he was still in the General's Mansion, there were a lot of rules every day, he didn't eat or sleep, and He Mian'er's identity was a concubine, so naturally she couldn't sit and eat, so she had to be busy going back and forth to help serve the old lady.

That was also the first time He Mian'er realized that the status of concubines was low.

After dinner, He Mian'er was cleaning up the dining table, but after the old lady went out, she turned around and said, "Come to my room later." ”

He Mian'er was stunned for a moment and hurriedly agreed. But there was a little apprehension in her heart, she and the old lady rarely talked alone, I don't know if the old lady has something to ask, isn't it, her family has passed the word? . Her heart sank.

Because of her restlessness, she accidentally broke her hand while washing the dishes, but she just hurriedly washed the wound, poured a cup of tea, and walked to the old lady's room.

"Old lady, are you looking for me?" He Mian'er asked while putting the tea on the table.

"Mian'er, don't be formal, this family, hard work for you." The old lady was kind and pleasant, but He Mian'er was a little flattered.

In the past generations of the He family, there were very few men who married concubines. In addition, she insisted on marrying herself, and she also entrusted the emperor to exert pressure at that time, so although the old lady did not deliberately make things difficult, she never had a good face for her.

Such an attitude is really rare.

"It's all a family, and there's nothing hard or hard." He Mian'er said a little sneeringly.

The old lady took out a green bracelet from her sleeve and said, "I estimate that you are going to the nunnery to deliver Buddhist scriptures in the next few days, so it is better to find an opportunity to use this bracelet." ”

He Mian'er shirked again and again: "No, how can you go to your things." ”

The old lady forcibly stuffed it into her hand and said: "I know that you are a solid-eyed person, and this is not a good jade, when your father was still in the grass, he won a bet with someone and gave it to me." ”

"That's not to be fooled." He Mian'er said anxiously.

The old lady insisted on not letting go, and only said that Shaodong should go to school, and asked her to help find a better school.

With the old lady's bracelet in her hand and a few stacks of Buddhist scriptures on her back, He Mian'er walked slowly to the north of the city, with plenty of time, she should be able to get home before lunch.

If you want to get to the north of the city, you must first pass through the downtown of the city, and in three years, He Mian'er has become so ordinary that she is no different from the ordinary people on the street, so naturally she doesn't have to worry about someone recognizing her.

"Chen Wangfu is out on patrol, and idle people are avoided."

There were soldiers shouting in front, He Mian'er and everyone hid on the side of the road, get out of the way, and watched the four-horse cart of Chen Wangfu roar away, and there was the sound of gold and jade crashing on it.

The crowd is back to lively.

He Mian'er was looking at the distant vehicle, she knew who was sitting in the car.