Niansheng stretched out his hand to push the door and stopped there, hesitantly looking at the door he had opened.

The door didn't open much, but through the gap, you could tell that someone was inside.

Nian Sheng looked at it again and again, and called out hesitantly: "Eniang? ”

The people in the house didn't answer, just turned around and walked inside. Nian Sheng hurriedly moved in, not forgetting to close the door casually.

The house is lit with ever-bright lanterns all year round, and incense and fresh fruits are enshrined. Nian Sheng was easy to see clearly, and there were only Eniang and herself in the house.

At this time, Marhan just quietly knelt on the futon with her back to Niansheng, she was still wearing the same clothes as in the night, her face was full of haggard that could not be covered by fat powder, and the slightly loose bun made her less solemn and a little more weak.

Nian Sheng stood silently by the door for a long time, but still walked over and knelt silently on the futon half a step behind Mrs. Marhan.

After a while, Mrs. Marhan finally asked, "Are you better?" ”

The voice was silent.

"But because E-Niang beat you, you are aggrieved and resentful of E-Niang?" Mrs. Marhan's voice was so soft that it made people feel soft in their hearts when they heard it.

Because Nian Sheng still didn't reply, Madame continued: "I know that you are wronged. The reason why Eniang is waiting for you here is to explain the truth to you, so that you can open your heart. So saying, Mrs. Marhan turned to look at her daughter behind her.

But I saw Nian Sheng kneeling there with tears streaming down his face, biting his lip and refusing to make a sound.

Mrs. Marhan got up and came to her daughter's side, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears on Niansheng's face, sighed and said, "Cry." When you cry, you can feel more comfortable. It's all Eniang's, isn't it. ”

"No, it's not." Niansheng cried and said, "My daughter is not crying because she feels wronged, and it is not her mother's fault." It's because her daughter has grown up, but she still has to worry about her mother so much, and she feels guilty. ”

When he was beaten, when he was drugged, he had never cried, and he threw himself into his mother's arms and cried like a child. If she did feel a little aggrieved and unconvinced, it was completely dissipated when she saw Madame Marhan, who was waiting for her here in the morning.

Mrs. Marchhan took her daughter in her arms and let her weep freely, only raising her hand to stroke the hair of the voice over and over again. She can't remember the last time she held her daughter like this to watch her coquettish and coax her not to cry, as if she hadn't been since Niansheng moved out of the main courtyard, right?

Ten years have passed in a flash, and the little girl who was still walking staggeringly back then has reached the age of talking about marriage in a blink of an eye. Looking at the already slim daughter in her arms, thinking about the road she was going to take in the future, Mrs. Marhan didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a while.

Niansheng didn't know how long he had been crying, but he felt as if his tears were going to cry dry, so he barely held back and whispered: "Eniang, my daughter knows that she is wrong." ”

This submissive voice made Madame Marhan's heart ache, and she helped her daughter to sit down on the futon with pity, and sat down opposite herself, "Oh? Tell me, what's wrong with you? ”

Nian Sheng bowed her head and said nothing, and when she looked up again, she met Madame Marhan's smiling eyes.

"Actually, it's just that you admit your mistake, but you can't do it, Eniang is sad, isn't it?" How could Madame Malhan not know her daughter's thoughts? "You! has been such a personality since he was a child, and he would rather take all his mistakes on his own than be punished and unhappy. ”

Seeing that he was exposed, Nian Sheng lowered his head again in embarrassment.

Mrs. Marhan said softly, "Actually, my son is not wrong. ”