After sending Zhao Yu away, Qiaozhi was quiet for a few days, and sat in the house all day to draw the calligraphy. Although the brush is not very marked, the handwriting is good, and I don't know if she is practicing too hard, or the mechanical memory of the original owner herself.

If it comes, it will be safe. Although she occasionally thinks about modern life, she doesn't want to go back. She has fallen to the bottom in the modern world, and her former friends are all falling into the ground, as for her parents? Oh, if it weren't for her gambling father who forced her mother away and owed a lot of gambling debts, why would she give up her studies and agree to be an artist after seeing a little favor? At the beginning, the agent promised her a huge and dazzling blueprint, but in the end it was just an illusion that was shattered at the touch of a button. And since she has arrived here, she must work hard to live, and she must live an upright life, and never be the silk flower that relies on others.

After forcing herself to practice according to the calligraphy for a few days, Qiaozhi felt that she had just succeeded, so she planned to go to the street to find Zhao Yu for a less important manuscript.

But this time, I met an acquaintance who didn't seem to be very happy to see the original owner.

Qiaozhi frowned and looked at the woman in front of her who crossed her waist but did not lose her luxury. The leg bones are clever, but it reminds her of Mr. Lu Xun's compass Yang's second sister-in-law. I can't help but sigh that the writer's brushstrokes are really into the wood.

The compass saw that she was wandering out of the world, and angrily stepped forward and twisted Qiaozhi's ear. "Okay, you're a Yu Qiaozhi, you're really bold, and you're not even ready to listen to your sister's words? Or is it true, as your long-mouthed neighbor said, that when you meet your son-in-law, you don't even prepare to go home?" The last sentence restrained her voice, and only used the air sound to lie in her ear for her to hear it really.

Qiaozhi saw that this woman was a little similar to herself, and knew that she should be the sister of the original owner. The sound of the ben rang rang oh. Before he could say anything more, he saw the woman glaring at him angrily and said, "Why don't you hurry up and go home with me to meet my mother." How long are you going to stay in this alley? Do you really want to give you that widow?" After speaking, he pulled Qiaozhi into the carriage on the side, and told the mother-in-law who was driving the car to go back to his mother's house.

Qiaozhi sat in the carriage, and her head was still a little dazed. What kind of script did she take? Why did a sister pop up out of thin air to catch her back to her parents' house? Seeing the carriage galloping farther and farther, she suddenly remembered the silver buried under the debris. This time I went back to my mother's house, and I don't know how long I will have to go back. In case she doesn't come back, I don't know if Zhao Yu will come to the house to look for her again, so it is better to tell him the place where the silver is hidden, and also calculate the three-year appointment of the inkstone.

Qiaozhi looked at her cheap sister's cold eyes and the eye knife that floated from time to time, and swallowed the topic of looking for Zhao Yugongzi with interest, and didn't dare to mention the matter of hiding silver again.

At dusk, the carriage, which had been traveling for an unknown amount of time, finally stopped. Qiaozhi shook his confused head, looked at the magnificent vermilion lacquer gate and the dignified Yufu in front of him and was dumbfounded. Who can tell her what she really is? Is it the little widow who has just lost her husband, the fox who seduces a serious man to ask for warmth, or the little lady in the Yu Mansion of the vermilion lacquer gate?

"Why, who are you stupid quail for? Don't hurry up and go in, mother has been waiting for you for a long time" Sister Yunzhi's voice came from behind her, and Qiaozhi turned around and saw that she was helped out of the carriage by her mother-in-law, quite graceful and luxurious, completely different from her stupid jump just now.

"I didn't expect you to change anything when you got married" Yunzhi took her hand and walked inside, "But my good sister, you're too bad, you don't even remember how to get off the carriage?"

"Accident, it's purely an accident" Qiaozhi sneered weakly, seeing her sister moving lightly, elegant and virtuous, and generous, but the words that came out of her mouth were full of guns and sticks, which were very different from her gentle appearance: "Don't expect your sister and me this time, my mother sent someone to send a letter over as early as ten days ago, and wanted to pick you up." It's better for you not to come back, and you won't even give us a letter. Yun Zhi said as she poked her head with her slender fingers, "Mother is angry and anxious, for fear that you will learn from the princess and escape into the empty door, let me hurry up and prepare the carriage, and prepare to come with me to persuade you to go home." It's good for you to play with a poor scholar and send tokens to each other, what's the matter, the four books and the five classics have been swallowed by you with steamed buns and pickles? ”

"Ahem..."Qiaozhi touched her head that was poked and hurt, and shifted her gaze weakly: "Didn't my mother come with you?"

Qiaozhi knows that it is wrong to say more, for fear that if she says one more word, she will be recognized by the relatives of the original owner, so she can only say something that she knows now under the guise of it.

"Huo-" Yun Zhi didn't even knock her head, but instead dragged her ear. The maid beside her held back a smile when she saw this scene, and her eyes did not squint.

Yun Zhi smiled and approached her cheek, but this smile looked extraordinarily sinister in Qiaozhi: "You are really embarrassed to ask, my mother went to look for you a few days ago, guess what you saw?" ”

Qiaozhi suddenly had a premonition that something was wrong. Before she could speak, she heard Yun Zhi's long voice in her ear, and said word by word: "This is my family's ancestral inkstone, if the girl doesn't dislike it, she will have the right to take it as a token of my love."

！！！？？？

Qiaozhi's eyes widened, sister, what are you talking about? That's not the way the script is! She hurriedly opened her mouth to defend herself, and then she saw her sister snort softly with a smile: "It seems that you are really not ordinary to that poor scholar, and you can even remember what he said so clearly. I'm still worried that you'll become a tearful person, but I didn't expect to make a secret promise a long time ago, good sister."

... ... Qiaozhi silently held her mother-in-law's arm on the side, wanting to cry without tears but not daring to refute again. She can see that her sister is here to shame her, and she is wrong. It's better not to speak.

"You've met your mother and relatives for a while, it's best not to mention the scholar of Nalaoshzi" Seeing that she was about to enter the hall, Yun Zhi hurriedly reminded her beside her, "Mother and mother saw you and the scholar eyebrows that day, and happened to hear the foul language of your neighbors, and she was angry that she hadn't eaten for a day." After a while, you can take a good look at your mother's face and act at the opportunity. ”

Qiaozhi nodded, her heartbeat sounded like a drum, and her palms were sweaty. When I entered the hall, I saw an old woman in plain clothes sitting in the center. The silver threads on the head were neatly combed and pinned behind the ears. When he saw them come in, he had a smile on his face, and he looked kind and kind.

How should we describe this woman? Qiaozhi is a little poor in words. Her biological mother in modern times left home early because her father couldn't stand the gambling addiction, and I heard that she met her favorite husband soon after, and got married very early. Therefore, she has always had a vague concept of her mother, and when she was a child, she always looked at the few photos left in the family and fantasized that her mother could come back to take her to the amusement park to play, or tutor her homework; When I was older, I knew that my mother was angry and had a new family, and I didn't even dare to fantasize about it, and then my father lost all the money, and Qiaozhi had to put down her studies, and when she worked around to pay off her debts, she didn't have time to think about it, and when she thought about it again, she had already moved home a few times, and the photos had long been lost.

She and this woman had met for the first time in her life, but there was an indescribable sense of familiarity. As if her mother was supposed to look like this, she should have sat here with red eyes and called her pretty branches. There was a huge pathos in her chest, and that pathos was more bitter than Coptis chinensis, like a knife with a curled blade constantly grinding her heart. I can't tell whether it's the original owner or my own tears, and I can't tell whether it's the original owner or my own consciousness. Qiaozhi ran towards the woman, threw herself into her arms, and cried to her: "Mother, I'm back, your Qiaozhi is back." ”

Yun Zhi stood aside, watching her little sister staggering into her mother's arms, and her mother's hand, which was about to hit her, slowly put it down, and her red eyes silently stroked Qiaozhi's head. Yun Zhi couldn't help but sigh a little, sure enough, her sister knew how to coax her mother best not to be angry. Just looking at Qiaozhi's breathless crying, Yunzhi suddenly had a trace of sadness, as if her dearest and loved ones were going to leave her, and she suddenly wanted to lie on her mother's knees and cry well, crying for that unknown emotion, the departure of unknown loved ones.

Qiaozhi cried for a long time in her mother's arms, and finally the sadness that was coiled in her heart slowly dissipated. calmed down, Qiaozhi raised her head, and smiled a little embarrassedly at her sister Yunzhi who was standing aside.

Yun Zhi rolled her eyes, raised her hand and beckoned the maid in the distance to bring two chairs for Qiao Zhi and her. Then sit down with the pretty branch that was floating in his footsteps. Seeing that a family quarrel was skillfully turned into a jade silk by Qiaozhi, she also got off the donkey down the slope, stood beside her mother, and said with a smile while beating her back: "My mother must be hungry after sitting here and waiting for so long, right?" Qiaozhi and I are only in a hurry, and we will let Mrs. Li clean up a few dishes that Qiaozhi likes to eat, and our family will have a lively reunion dinner. ”

"She's embarrassed to eat" As if she had just remembered the purpose of sitting here, the woman snorted coldly, "Forget it, eat first, wait for dinner, and then interrogate your sister well, and see what the son who gave her the family heirloom inkstone is."

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Qiaozhi, who was secretly glad that she had escaped just now, almost cried when she heard this, and said that the mother and son were in love? No matter how much I cried, I cried, but my mother still had to interrogate herself. She looked at Yun Zhi pitifully, hoping that Yun Zhi would speak for her, even if it was to say something to her mother, things were not what your mother thought, it was okay. It's a pity that the latter shook his head with a little regret, moved his eyes and said that he couldn't help it, and his sister stopped looking at her after asking for more blessings. Just while talking to her mother, she carefully helped her to the dining room, and secretly waved her hand to signal Qiaozhi to follow.

Qiaozhi felt that the next meal was probably about the same as the Hongmen Banquet. Life is hard! Pretty branches want to cry without tears. She could only follow behind the maids slowly, hoping that her pace would be slower, slower, and it would be better to wait until she reached the dining room, where Yunzhi and her mother had already finished eating and slept.