I drank Meng Po soup and was reborn (6)

The capital, the streets, the teahouses, the pawnshops, the taverns, the paper umbrellas, the calligraphy and paintings, the storytellers, the bets, the people come and go, I walked into the city, shouting to eat sugar gourds, to play paper kites.

After a while of playing, when I got home, I had to pretend to work hard again.

If a woman can practice martial arts with the permission of her parents, then I will not be far away from fulfilling my wish, right? After all, as a man, he has the responsibility and obligation to practice martial arts to protect his family and defend the country.

"Mother, can I go and visit Jiang Shibo's house?"

"Let's watch the days go, don't visit rashly."

My mother's flat tone freed me from the cage just now, and finally agreed to my request that seemed unreasonable to her, and I had to behave well before I succeeded in meeting Yuanxi.

"The little master hasn't come to us for the past few days?"

"I was told sad by my wife last time, and now I'm reading books in the house all day."

Two guards passed by the door of my room, and their voices passed through the window and reached my ears, and they were slowly moving away.

At this time, Lin Qin was dressed in light green clothes, his hair was neat and upright, and he looked like a student, which was pitiful.

It was my family who asked me to dress like this, and whenever the people here asked me to dress like this and eat like that, I obviously felt that my body was not mine, but just Lin Qin's. My soul is attached to him.

But every time I see my mother, I hope to become a real Lin Qin.

Within a few miles of me, or passing by the door, or passing by the rockery, a clear spring and clear soul will seep into my Lin Chenxing's heart along with Lin Qin's body.

Maybe the blood is thicker than water in ten months of pregnancy, maybe it's just that I longed for maternal love when I was a child, and maybe, I really am Lin Qin.

About a month later, my mother finally summoned me to her room, presumably she decided to take me to my uncle's house to play.

"Qin'er, rest early today, and tomorrow we will get up and go to your Jiang Shibo Mansion."

"Good! Thank you, mother! ”

Thinking of seeing Sister Yuanxi, I couldn't help but cheer, and my mother blamed me for messing up, my joy was infected with her after all, my mother actually looked at me and laughed, of course, don't forget to remind me, don't take an example.

Perhaps the orderly bluestone slab is a symbol of wealth in this compound, and the flowers and plants in Jiangfu are scattered, and Jiang Duhai is less and less fond of staying at home. spent her days in the casino, and Lin Miao also dismissed all her subordinates in a fit of anger, and she didn't take much care of it.

Walking to the east courtyard, there was a girl with a bow and arrow inside the door, her sleeves slightly rolled up, and the beaded chain in her hand glittered in the dappled sunlight.

She also wears an elegant hairpin, it stands to reason that such a girl should not be simple.

Lin Miao was sitting in the main house.

Jianghu said, or rumors at home, are not entirely correct, I have always lived in the small space of Lin Mansion, and I have missed many, many things in this world.

Jiang Mansion has long been without Jiang Jiehai, he lost most of his family property in the casino, and secretly took his eldest daughter Yuanhan away, and the two big living people did not see anyone in their lives, and they did not see their bodies in death.

The strength of this woman of Lin Miao's is also extraordinary, in Jiangfu, which still has a little status in the capital, the two living people are gone, and no one knows?

"It's not that no one knows, it was a few years ago, so there is no need to mention it."

My mother explained this to me, and I also asked if the guard brothers and maid sisters in the family were not passed on like this.

That's the power of rumors.