Although this matter about flower pots seems troublesome, it really needs to be sorted out, and there is not much content, Song Huai'an spent two hours to set up seven or eight plans, from the appearance to the materials.

When she was about to rush to Parkson Garden with the drawings, she saw a late lady dressed in men's clothes at the gate of the courtyard where she lived freely.

At this time, there was a carriage behind Wanniang, and the driver was a tall woman, also dressed in men's clothes, Song Huai'an's eyes wandered over the two of them twice, and then he understood.

"It seems that Master Wanniang is here to resign."

Or did she come to the house to say goodbye, Song Huaian touched her cheek, in fact, the late mother just found someone to bring her a message, but she came in person.

"I was actually passing by, and I got out of the carriage to try my luck by the way, but I didn't expect you to come out of the courtyard by chance, but it was fate."

Song Huaian didn't know whether what the late mother said was true or false, so he just smiled and followed.

"It's fate."

She glanced at the contents of her arms, and the smile on her face deepened a little.

"I didn't know that you were leaving, but I thought of showing you this, but now that I know that you are leaving, I just took it as a farewell gift, and it was really fate."

Wan Niang took the farewell gift handed over by Song Huai'an, and after opening it, her eyes suddenly brightened, she raised her eyes to look at the little girl in front of her, and repeatedly read the word fate that the two talked about back and forth in her heart, and smiled for a while.

"Since we are so fateful, I think we will meet again in the future."

"What do you say...... Are you leaving the Sheng family? ”

Song Huai'an saw the dress of the late mother and knew that she was going to go far away, but she thought that she was the same as Song Huaixin, and she would always come back in ten days and half a month, but now......

"How could it be so sudden?"

"It's not sudden, I should have left a long time ago, but I insisted on staying until now, and today I received a letter from home, written by my father himself, and if I don't go home, I will never be able to go home."

Song Huai'an nodded sneeringly, she didn't know the identity of the late mother, and she didn't have any reason to stay.

"In that case, be careful on your way home."

There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, Xiao Qiao is like this, and so is the late mother.

"Precious—"

The woman driving the car flicked the long whip, and the two horses neighed and opened their hooves and walked towards the gate of the Sheng family, the carriage shook slightly, and the ruts crushed on the bluestone slab, leaving a faint trace.

Song Huaian didn't expect to send away her late mother so suddenly, she didn't even know who she was.

The quiet house in front of him was only the sound of cicadas in the evening, and the huge Sheng Mansion seemed to be empty at this time, Song Huai'an pinched his palm, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and hurriedly ran to the garden.

At this time, Lao Ai was pruning the peonies in the yard, and suddenly saw Song Huai'an running like a gust of wind, and was so shocked that he cut off a flower bud.

"What's wrong?"

Song Huaian didn't have time to explain, so he asked hurriedly.

"What about the second son? Where is he now? ”

Lao Ai was asked so much that he didn't have time to feel sorry for his peony, so he also replied nervously.

"In the house, I was grounded by the lord yesterday, and I've been in the house today!"

Song Huai'an threw down Lao Ai after hearing this, and rushed to the second son's room.

At that time, the sunlight was slightly slanting, the warm breeze was swaying, the incense burner in the second son's room was slowly dyed with embers, a bunch of anchovy orchids were lying down along the edge of the window, a faint water vapor rose in the wooden barrel, and Sheng Xuan was sitting in the wooden barrel and sighing comfortably.

The door was pushed open with a bang.

The light outside the house was not dazzling, and his little apprentice stood against the light, so he couldn't see his expression clearly and only heard an extremely painful scolding.

"The late lady is gone, you still have the heart to take a bath-"