"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs." Brad Peake's indifferent voice rang out.

"What do you mean?" Su Ruixi asked puzzled.

"This is a sentence in the Tao Te Ching, which means that heaven and earth treat all things the same, not to be particularly good to anyone, nor to anyone who is particularly bad, everything will develop naturally."

"But what does that have to do with me asking you to help Momo?"

"The relationship is, whether her life is good or bad, we shouldn't interfere. Just as wolves want to eat other small animals, you humans should not interfere, because this will destroy the ecological balance. ”

Su Ruixi seems to understand a little. But she didn't want to understand, because if she did, she would become indifferent and sophisticated.

She didn't want to turn herself into a "cold-blooded" animal.

"Don't you Christians have your own charity school, and I will pay for all the expenses if you get her to go to high school."

Su Ruixi plans to sell his Golf GTI, anyway, he will go to hell in a week, and there is no point in keeping it.

Brad Peake reached out and stroked the stiff beard on his chin, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but if she doesn't follow the school rules at school, we're going to expel her." ”

"Ha, that's great, thank you!"

Su Ruixi jumped up and gave Brad Peake a big hug.

"What a nuisance!"

Brad Peake pushes Su Ruixi away in disgust.

…………

The misty Jiangnan town, the hometown of Su Ruixi's host Jiang Zhouyue.

After coming out of the detention center, Su Ruixi stepped on the southbound high-speed train as soon as possible.

She wanted to take another look at the place where she was born and raised, and of course, more importantly, at her biological parents.

The whole Jiangnan town is covered in a gray rain and mist, with low tiled houses, graceful stone arch bridges, quiet rivers, and slippery bluestone roads......

The smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River are as beautiful as an ink painting.

Such a familiar feeling.

Su Ruixi closed her eyes and took a deep breath of the fresh smell of the town soaked in the drizzle.

Tears poured down.

"Tuk tuk", a gentle knock on the door.

Su Ruixi stood in front of a shop facing the street, and on the black plaque above the store, five large gilded characters were printed - Zhouyue Su Embroidery Workshop.

It is named after Jiang Zhouyue.

Because Jiang's mother loves Suzhou embroidery, when she was young, people often spent money to order it from her, and slowly, it developed into such a small shop.

The door clicked open.

It's Jiangmu. Su Ruixi's breathing instantly choked in her throat.

The light inside was dim, which made the contours of the edges of Jiang Mu's face seem to blend in with the darkness. However, this accentuated the paleness of her face even more.

Tired eyes, heavy dark circles, and bloodless lips.

Tears poured into Su Ruixi's eyes in an instant, as if a long cut had been made in the tear glands.

"You, what's wrong?"

Jiang Mu looked at Su Ruixi, frowned slightly, and asked suspiciously.

The heavens and the earth were filled with the sound of drizzle.

"I, I'm Jiang Zhouyue's friend, passing by here, I stopped by to see you."

She wants to say: I am Jiang Zhouyue, I am your daughter! However, she knew she couldn't, and that would be too scary! What's more, she will be leaving this world again in a few days!

Jiang Mu nodded and let Su Ruixi into the house.

The ceiling lamp overhead lit up, illuminating the room full of Suzhou embroidery handicrafts.

"Sit down for a while, I'll make you a cup of tea."

Su Ruixi took a closer look at the framed Suzhou embroidery paintings hanging on the wall, most of them were works of flowers, birds, fish and insects, from the perspective of delicacy and exquisiteness, they should all be from Jiang Mu's handwriting.

Jiang Mu came back, holding a delicate small tea tray in her hand, with a purple clay pot, a glass fair cup, and two white porcelain tea bowls in the plate.

This is the standard configuration when Jiangmu entertains distinguished guests, soak a pot of good Jin Jun Mei.

Come to think of it, it's really been a long time since I've drunk my mother's Jin Junmei.

It's been about 10 years.

Since graduating from college, Jiang Zhouyue also came back to live for a few days during the Chinese New Year, when Jiang's mother was busy buying New Year's goods, where did she still have the leisure to make tea.

"Little girl, you look a lot younger than Su Ruixi."

Jiang Mu said as she reached out and pinched the edge of the fair cup that had just been filled with boiling water, and she felt the temperature of the water in the cup. The best water temperature for soaking Jin Jun Mei is 80 degrees Celsius.

"Well, in fact, I am still a college student, and because of some coincidences, I became good friends with Sister Zhou Yue."

Jiang Mu nodded slightly, slowly poured the water in the fair cup into the purple clay pot, and closed the lid. She's waiting, and the head soup is best soaked in 15 seconds.

If someone pinched the stopwatch to keep time, Jiang Mu would definitely be able to do it for a second.

When the time came, Jiang Mu quickly picked up the purple clay pot and aimed the spout at the fair cup. The golden tea soup exudes a faint fragrance, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

"She had an accident in Tianmen Mountain, presumably, you should already know about it."

Jiang Mu poured the tea soup into the white porcelain tea bowl in front of Su Ruixi, and Su Ruixi bent her fingers and gently buckled them three times on the table to show her gratitude.

The corners of Jiang's mother's mouth curved slightly with a hint of appreciation, it is rare for such a young girl to understand the etiquette of the tea ceremony.

"Well, I know. Auntie, you, mourn and change! ”

The rain outside the door seemed to be getting heavier, and the scenery on the street became more blurred.

Jiang Mu took the tea bowl in her hand, her eyes fell firmly on the pattern printed on the side of the tea bowl, and tears dripped from the corners of her eyes without warning.

Mother Jiang let out a long sigh, softly, faintly.

Like a wisp of smoke, it was inhaled into Su Ruixi's lungs, melted into his heart, and could not be dispersed for a long time.

"Zhouyue, this child, has been adventurous since she was a child, like a boy, I always scolded her at that time, and sooner or later she will die on adventure, alas, I didn't expect a word to become a prophecy."

"Auntie, don't blame yourself too much. It was an accident that no one could have predicted. ”

The rain outside the door had stopped at some point, and three or two pedestrians appeared on the street, and the occasional voice of talking floated in.

"Isn't Uncle Jiang at home?"

Su Ruixi still wanted to see her father.

"Well, he's going to make a delivery."

"Oh, by the way, this is a little bit of my heart, please be sure to take it."

Su Ruixi took out a bulging envelope from her bag and put it on the table.

"You better take the money back, thank you for your kindness. We're not short of money right now, and besides, you're a college student with no income, and you're full of places to spend money. We can't take this money. ”

Su Ruixi thought for a while, "Then let's do it, I can buy you a piece of Su embroidery." ”

"This ......"

"Now, I want this "Daiyu Burial Flower"!"

At the end of the day, where is the incense hill?

After I go to hell this time, I'm afraid I won't even have a fragrant hill!