Four hundred and ten
"Zixuan Pavilion, she ......," Lin Gudao's words seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.
He didn't want to express this emotion directly, but there were still some words that slowly fell out.
"I don't even have a name for myself, it's just a poor woman who guards that wooden house and puts herself in it all her life."
Lin Gudao has a lot of calculations, and he has never slandered him, he has come all the way over the years, since his brother left, he has learned to be tough, and he has never made a good reputation for himself.
It's just that people who don't have any interests linked to him, if it's really pitiful, he is willing to have a few words of pity.
After all, it won't hurt himself, and the other party is indeed pity from the heart, and he has lived for decades, but he has never been able to get a confirmation of why he exists.
He really felt pity for his mother-in-law from the bottom of his heart, he wouldn't come to see his daughter when she died, no matter how sad he was, there was no way to leave that small circle.
Even if he doesn't have much affection for his original wife, at least on the surface, he is still passable, and he is willing to leave a little bit of thin side on that affection.
Zixuan Pavilion, since birth, was the name of a house that was closed, he never had his own life, even if a daughter was born by chance, he was completely obedient to the family's arrangement, just to leave a descendant for a family to inherit.
It's just that how can I think of the father of a randomly selected child, but for the sake of high power, he forcibly took away this person who should have stepped into a pitiful fate.
Lin Gudao didn't know what kind of mentality he should use to face this matter, but occasionally he would pity a person's feelings.
His wife was supposed to go to the general path around her, and she was left with the name of a house from birth, and there was no room to continue to live for herself, but in the end, it was the father who turned the tide in that last moment, took the child away, and erased that sad fate, but now it is not so good that it is not going anywhere.
Now I heard the death of that person in a daze, but it was mixed with a bit of pity.
I once met, round and his original wife, standing in a distant place to meet, the woman just glanced slightly, very energetic and beautiful.
Holding his waist high and raising his head high, in fact, it is indeed the part of a hostess who is in charge, but it is a pity that this person has never walked half a step away from that yard.
Later, I heard that after the death of his original wife, the woman ran out once, but she didn't go out of a hundred meters away, and stayed there again, looking at it from a distance, and finally turned back, the boss's garden, empty and lonely, guarding the thousand-year-old legend.
It's a pity, pitiful, pathetic, lamentable, turned into a sigh.
After all, it's with a sense of pity.
Mingyue Mountain people bowed slightly, for this woman, he never had any malice, only mixed with a little bit of a pitiful long life, never understood the meaning of his existence, just to take the ancient legend.
It is a pity to guard a lifetime, to guard those few words until he dies, and also revolve around a so-called legend.
Lin Gudao nodded to himself, and then sighed slightly, "Speaking of which, my eldest daughter suddenly ran out yesterday, and I don't know if I saw my grandmother." ”
Mingyue Mountain raised his eyebrows slightly, "I think I should have seen it." ”
He never thought that the other party would know about this, and it seemed that he was a little surprised, when he said that the poor woman was executed, the other party was obviously shocked.
But it's reasonable, his daughter went out, how could this news have to be investigated, but after all, what happened later, and what kind of relationship does it have to do with her?
Lin Gudao nodded thoughtfully, but took a slight test backwards, with a little pity that he couldn't tell, and said, "In the end, he is a poor person, even if he can't get out of that wandering in his life, how can he see his bloodline in the end, it is a good thing." ”
Mingyueshan said: "That's the truth, but we can move the topic to the plan we wanted to discuss at the beginning?" ”
Pitiful is pitiful, but their lives have to continue to live, and they are irritable in their hearts, how can they continue to grind with each other, this topic?
"Oh, that's right, it's still you're sensitive." Lin Gudao slowly turned his eyes back and knocked on the face opposite
Mingyue Shanren tilted his head slightly, looking at his Chaofeng eyes, but showed a slight gentle smile, "If you really have so much effort to change those words that mock me to your opponents, you won't always be nesting here in the future, wanting to rely on your daughter to go up." ”
Lin Gudao bit his lip slightly, and finally sneered.
The two of them didn't say anything else, and they looked at each other's eyes, both of them with a little unhappiness.
It's just that no matter what, they have to admit that it seems that it is more beneficial to cooperate with the other party now, and it seems that there are not so many constraints on their hands and feet.
The cold wind was blowing outside the window, and the smoke clouds of the two seemed to be mixed with the strong wind, implying the true meaning.
The miserable moon rested on a snow-white ground, and it was clear that the eyes of people were not bright.
Lin Guyu twitched his hands in his sleeves, thinking seriously about such a coat, why didn't he sew a pocket.
[My dear 24 solar terms, can't you think about some serious questions at such times? 】
"What else can I think of? This one thing was obviously planted on my head, but there was no way but to endure it. ”
[It's not for you to delete, this is for us to find clues and explore the truth together, you don't just want to be so decadent casually, and there are a lot of plots waiting for you next. 】
"But before I do that, I think there's one more important thing to do."
[What? 】
"Expressing my brain in front of these people is really not sick, it's just just a little stupid."
The maid who was guarding the courtyard held the broom tightly in her hand with both hands, and looked at her in horror, and some of the timid ones had already begun to tremble.
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