Anyway, the next day, Aunt Sun heard that the master went to Aunt Wen's house last night, and she was so angry that she stomped her foot and smashed the teacup, and her mouth was hateful: "I never thought that she would take advantage of her." Wait, once the master is gone, see how I treat her! ”

Aunt Sun didn't know that the person who took a fancy to the Wen family was not Shi Yuan, but the old lady. The old lady didn't want Aunt Sun to be dominant. When Yuquan was five years old, the old lady fell in love with the Wen family in the preserved fruit room, and promised her to her son as the third concubine.

The old lady wants to use the Wen clan to balance the Sun clan.

However, Wen's temperament is bland, almost like a wooden man, and the old lady only complains that she has looked away. But after getting along for a few years, I realized the benefits of being indifferent.

In the end, this house needs to be quiet. If they are all like the Sun family who is sharp, then it is worth it?

In fact, the old lady was also a strong person when she was young, with exquisite eight sides and no leakage. In his later years, he was a little confused. After everyone dispersed, the old lady lay on the couch, and Qilan came to beat her legs.

"You don't need to thrash it. Just call the little girl. The old lady smiled.

"I'll do it anyway." Qilan beat her spirits.

The old lady turned around, turned her back to the edge of the couch, and her expression suddenly became solemn: "I shouldn't be so happy. Rejoice in what? The emperor rewarded him with a knighthood, and we even took the little donkey that was lured by the carrot, and was led away by the emperor from then on. Want to ...... later? It's hard to get peaceful. ”

The old lady frowned, and her left eyelid jumped.

Qilan was absent-minded and reluctantly asked, "How is this a little donkey?" Qilan didn't understand. ”

The old lady sighed: "You don't understand. It's called politics. Pity your master, and I won't be able to live in peace in the future. Wherever the emperor sent him, he had to go. You must know that the new emperor ascends the throne, and the world is not stable......"

The old lady didn't continue.

There were some words that Qilan couldn't hear. The death of the first emperor of the Tianyun Kingdom has caused rumors. The new emperor was not the son of the previous emperor, but a brother. The succession of Tianyun Kingdom has always been the inheritance system of the eldest son, but now it has evolved into a brother and a brother, which is always confusing.

Now the two factions are fighting fiercely. The ministers who had a little ability were all pulled by the two rooms. Since the son has been promoted, it can be seen that he has thrown himself into the new emperor.

New Emperor ...... The old lady has seen it. Compared with the first emperor, the new emperor is very different. What a different way, the old lady is even more reluctant to say more.

If you talk too much, you will be in trouble.

Thinking about it like this, Mrs. Shi felt even more troubled. The son might as well not be an official. It's better to do something else to make a living, such as doing business. But she still shook her head. The historian has been a eunuch for several generations, and he has been in the court for a long time. If you are not an official, not only will your relatives and friends look down on you, but your entire family business will also be in recession. In the end, doing business also needs to have a backstage. Only by being an official can we ensure that this prosperity and wealth will last for a long time.

The old lady saw through the world and still felt helpless.

It is said that after Mrs. Yu finished dinner, she was supported by Ximo and Jian Ran, and slowly came to the grass house. More than 20 years ago, the rice herb house did not have a house, it was a deserted bamboo forest.

It was here that she met a man.

This person is not Shi Yuan, but the deceased emperor......

Hearing the news of the death of the first emperor, Mrs. Yu closed her eyes tightly, tears rained down, and scenes of the past hit her heart again. She used her own way to transcend the first emperor.

When they arrived at the cottage, Chunqin led a few mothers-in-law to carry lanterns for lighting.

Madame Jade knows this girl. This girl has advantages and disadvantages. But it's generally okay.

"You don't have to work. I'm just borrowing a few nights to take a break. ”

"Yes."

Ximo waved her hand at Chunqin and motioned for her to retreat.

Mrs. Yu's bedroom is in the row in front of Ximo's bedroom. This is a guest room. Ximo has no other guests here except Liu Jianran. Jianran lives a little further away from the grass house. But Ximo ordered people to make a single room, and it must be elegant and quiet. The occasional thought will come in handy tonight.

The room was superbly furnished.

Liu Jianran understood that it was advisable to leave early at this time, just like Chunqin.

"Auntie, the sword dye is retired."

Madame Jade smiled at him: "Okay." In the past few years, Mo'er has had you, he is much happier, I want to thank you. ”

This "thank you", Mrs. Yu said sincerely.

Jian Ran was stunned.

Ximo was also stunned. His heart was surging, and his face was still calm.

"Auntie, this is the sword dye. Ximo and I are like brothers, and we just want to wear a piece of clothing together. As long as it's about Ximo, I'm willing to stick a knife in his ribs! ”

Ximo patted him on the shoulder: "Me too." ”

Madame Jade looked at them, and her heart was even more ashamed. She said to the sword: "Good boy, rest early." Tomorrow morning, have breakfast with me. ”

Mrs. Jade's breakfast was also placed in the grass house.

Ximo called Qing'er, took a pen and paper, wrote down the names of the dishes one by one, and gave them another instructions. Qing'er hurriedly went. Although her mother is not around, her taste Ximo knows by herself. Although the people in the small kitchen have rested, there are people on duty in the end, and I will inform them, write down the dishes that my mother likes to eat, and prepare them for tomorrow morning.

Mrs. Jade went into the room to wash up first. The house was very clean, and the Feng Fu family did not forget to smoke incense, and took out the scriptures from the baggage, and prepared his wife to recite the scriptures tomorrow morning.

After Qing'er slipped away, the people on duty were only dozing off. He took out the note, yawned, and handed it to the woman, regardless of whether she was literate or not, and said, "Just do what is written on it." ”

After saying that, he ran away.

The woman took the note, put it in a basket, and dozed off again.

That night, Mrs. Yu had a conversation with her son in the room. You say a word to me, and you don't slow down. There is no sleepiness in each other.

The copper kettle dripped to the side, making a slight ticking sound.

The gap between mother and child can be completely healed overnight.

It takes time.

Ximo still doesn't understand why her mother left home and moved to the monastery, just out of devotion to the Bodhisattva? He didn't believe it. What is it that makes a mother so stubborn that she can leave behind a toddler and live for so many years?

Is she at ease?

Disturbed.

Ximo could sense it.

He didn't want to talk useless homely things to his mother.

"Please also ask my mother to tell me why she left me back then."

He lightly "lost" the word, and suddenly cut the family affection that had gathered between mother and son. No one else can be relieved. Ximo is not a saint.

He wanted to know the truth.

Mrs. Yu was startled, and the teacup in her hand almost fell to the ground.

Why did she want to go back to Shifu and why she wanted to see her son, it was nothing more than wanting to reveal a piece of information. Mrs. Yu lives in Panlong Temple, but she is also an insider.

It's not an insider.,It's just a good layman.。 It's just that this layman is special. Madame Jade needs to keep her mouth shut.

"Kid, I can't say it yet."

Madame Yu steadied the teacup and changed her mournful tone.

This made Ximo anxious and angry, so he used a self-deprecating tone: "It seems that my mother shouldn't have given birth to me." If I hadn't been alive, my mother would have been much more comfortable. ”

Mrs. Yu's face was bitter, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Child, I don't regret giving birth to you." ”

Ximo didn't believe it, and still mocked: "Only my mother knows this." ”

Madame Jade felt that she could not continue the topic. The son is innocent, and the son just wants the truth. But she couldn't say. The new emperor ascended the throne, and the two sons of the first emperor died inexplicably one after another.

Everyone in the capital is wonderful.

Her child, she wants to keep him safe.

"Mo'er, for my mother to know that you and Jian Ran often walk outside. It's just that it's cold, so it's better to stay at home. Whether it's the capital or somewhere else, don't go there. ”

This is what Madame Jade has to say.

"This, don't worry about my mother. With many things, the son will be careful. It's cold and weather, and my son doesn't want to go out. The son knows better that the son can't help his mother. This life is long, and the son only wishes his mother happiness and well-being. ”

After saying these words, Ximo almost burst into tears.

He stood up and threw himself out the window, looking out into the deep night.

Madame Jade also wanted to cry, but she couldn't.

"Child, if you don't go out, I'm relieved. I'm going to sleep, you don't have to talk to me anymore. It's a pleasure to see you, even if you don't speak. ”

Ximo didn't turn around. After a pause, he left the room gloomily.

His back was so lonely.

Feng Fu's family came over and closed the door. Madame Yu couldn't hold back any longer, and threw herself on the bed and cried bitterly.

Ximo didn't feel good in his heart.

He didn't want to upset his mother, but he had to ask those words.

Early the next morning.

Qiu Wen got up early to get dressed, and after washing, she called Ying'er a few times, and Ying'er finally opened her eyes. She didn't wait to see Qiu Wen, and said coldly: "The rooster crows, I heard it earlier, I don't need you to call me." ”

There is a chicken coop at the back of the kitchenette, which is kept free-range by an old mother. Every day before dawn, the rooster crows diligently.

Qiu Wen knew that Ying'er was jealous, and she couldn't explain clearly, and let her go, it would be fine after a long time. She said, "The stove room was cleaned earlier, and you are comfortable." ”

"It's none of your business."

The two of them went to the small kitchen one after the other. The napping mother-in-law was confused, and she had already lost the strip left by Qing'er, she just thought that Qing'er was greedy and wanted to eat well, so she casually instructed someone, Qing'er came, just make some eggs, beef, pork skin jelly and the like, and porridge with him.

The people in the small kitchen are assembled, and everyone works together. Cooking porridge for porridge, chopping vegetables for chopping vegetables, making pastries for pastries, busy and quiet.

Qiu Wen followed Sister-in-law Liu to make dumplings.

This is not difficult. Sister-in-law Liu did not hide her skills, and taught her a few fancy styles, and the autumn pattern was remembered in her heart, and she became familiar with it in a short time.

For a while, Autumn Moon became thirsty and wanted to find water to drink.

The water room is next door.

When Autumn Pattern entered, a figure was going out from the other side in a panic.

In the water room there is a small kettle for each person in the kitchenette, and the name is written on the body. Qiu Wen didn't think much about it, unscrewed the lid of the pot, and saw that the water inside was warm, so he took a few sips from the mouth of the pot.

The water room is still boiling.

Qiu Wen opened the lid of the pot, and there was not much hot water in it, so he picked up a spoon and scooped a few spoonfuls in the water tank and added them to the cauldron.