After the carriage entered the city, it slowly passed through the bustling long street.

Su wine rolled up the curtains.

The scenery as far as the eye can see is both strange and familiar, but the local sound that comes to your face is the same as in your memory.

She has been away from her hometown for more than ten years, and at this moment she is in tears, and she can't stop it.

The carriage finally traveled to Wuyi Lane.

Su Jiu helped Xiao Tingchen's men get out of the carriage, looked up, and the plaque with blue characters on a black background was still simple, and it was also inscribed with three upright small characters of "Wuyi Lane".

The apricot blossoms at the entrance of the alley are much thicker than those of those years, and the branches are craggy and bare, accumulating nutrients in this cold winter, only waiting for the next spring when the flowers are full of branches.

She walked into Wuyi Alley.

Embroidered shoes step on the green bricks, the carmine woven gold horse-faced skirt swaying, and the dark patterns of the woven gold are painted all over the world, as if telling a story precipitated in the years.

She looked back, the former neighbors had moved to other places, the Zhumen was closed, and the whole Wuyi Alley was extremely quiet and peaceful.

She passed by Xie Mansion.

The door lock of the Xie family is rusty, the peach charm pasted in the old year has long been faded and mottled, and the stone lion in front of the door is covered with snow but no one has cleaned it, which is really sluggish.

Farther on, her heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

The laurel tree at the end of the alley is still flourishing, like a patron saint sheltering and protecting the alley.

When she was young, she sat under the laurel tree countless times and read.

At that time, Xie Er, Hua Rourou and Ah Pu were still there, and they would often bring her delicious flower cakes and tell jokes to make her happy......

The scenery is still the same, but the people are long gone.

Su Jiu was melancholy in his heart.

She stood still at the foot of the steps of the Xiao Mansion and looked up at the ancestral house.

The father of the Xiao family didn't know the news that she and Xiao Tingchen had secretly returned, and he would definitely be happy when he saw them later.

There was finally a little more happiness between her eyebrows.

She stepped up the steps and was about to knock on the door, when the door suddenly squeaked open.

The old steward looked at her in amazement, and the letterhead in his hand fell to the ground suddenly.

He was incredulous, tears welling up in his eyes, "Little, Miss?!" ”

Noticing the man standing behind the woman with his negative hand, he came back to his senses and quickly knelt on the ground excitedly: "The grass people ask the emperor for peace, long live the emperor, long live long live!" The grass people say hello to the queen mother, the queen mother Chitose Chitose Chitose! ”

Su Jiu personally helped him up, "Uncle Housekeeper has watched me grow up since I was a child, it doesn't have to be like this. ”

She picked up the letter again.

She knew the envelope.

This is an envelope made by the Xiao family's father, which is different from the one sold in the bookstore outside.

In the past ten years, the father of the Xiao family will send her a letter at the end of each year, telling interesting stories about Jinling, and asking Ran Ran whether they have grown taller and whether they have obediently read and practiced calligraphy.

In the past few years, she always wanted to go back to Jinling to see him, but he always refused to allow it in his letters.

He said that since she became the queen, she should take care of the harem well, and she couldn't always go back to her mother's house so far away and ask the courtiers to criticize her.

Su Jiu wanted to open the letter, but after thinking about it, he smiled again: "That's it, since you have arrived at the door, how boring is it to read the letter?" I'm going to say hello to Daddy! ”

She stepped on the threshold with joy.

The steward stood still, wanting to speak and stopping, until he fell silent and watched her go away worriedly.

Xiao Tingchen held his hands and his eyes fell on both sides of the mansion door.

The Spring Festival couplets pasted last year have long since faded and flipped over, but they can still be vaguely seen to be couplets inscribed on green paper.

The rule here in Jiangnan is that when a loved one dies in the family, the first year of filial piety is written on white paper, symbolizing holiness and flawlessness.

In the second year, the filial piety couplet on yellow paper was used, symbolizing solemnity and solemnity.

In the third year, green paper is used to express the memory of the deceased loved one.

Obviously, Xiao Yu has been gone for three years.

Presumably because he didn't want Su Xiaojiu to worry and be sad for him, so he left a lot of letterheads before his death and asked the steward to send them to Chang'an in his name every year.

The devout fatherly love is tearful.

He walked into the mansion.

Walking into Xiao Yu's study with a familiar car, the tables, chairs and bookshelves were the same as back then, but they lacked the breath of people.

On the bookcase, there is a neat stack of letters, all of which have been sent to him by Su Jiu over the years.

The last three were not opened.

The stack of letters next to it was left by him before his death and asked the steward to send it to Su Jiu every year.

Su Jiu stood behind the bookcase in a daze, opening and reading one by one.

"Little Wine Wu'er ......"

“…… You must cherish your body, everything is fine in Jinling's ancestral house, and your father's health is also fine, don't worry about it. ”

"You must supervise Ran Ran and Xiaoyu's study, even if you are in a high position, you must not waste your studies......"

"Daddy misses you in Jiangnan......"

Su Jiu looked at the different payment dates in a daze.

It turns out that Daddy is long gone?

Tears dripped onto the letterhead and smeared the ink on the rice paper.

She picked up the letters that were too late to send, and held them tightly in her heart, and finally burst into tears, crying silently.

She collapsed and fell to her knees, choking up: "Daddy......"

He was such an amiable person, even if she was the child of a rival in love, he loved her like a treasure, pampered and pampered her like a pearl in his palm, and taught her to be a good girl with great education and knowledge.

Whenever he went to other places to do business, he always forgot to bring her local gadgets, and he even planted camphor trees for her and took her to recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors.

Whatever other little girls have, she will have......

Although they were not related by blood, he loved her very much.

He was the one she regarded as her father!

She was unfilial, and she didn't serve him well in his old age!

Su Jiu was unbearably mournful, tears filled his clothes, and his eyes were black for a while.

Xiao Tingchen stepped forward and gently hugged her into his arms.

He bowed his head and kissed her heart, giving her warmth and comfort in the most silent way.

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