The woman didn't think there was anything wrong with hearing her ask, but just rubbed her hands and replied, "What, I miss your father?" Wait a minute, your grandfather's health is getting worse and worse, and he can't do without people around him. ”

The girl was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke again.

"Mother, I'm sleepy."

The woman quickly let her go and let her lie back on the bed, tucked the quilt for her, touched her forehead again, and nodded slightly after noticing that there was nothing abnormal in her body temperature, and left with a group of people.

Tranquility was restored to the house.

The girl's eyes had just closed, but they suddenly opened again.

There was a sound of nonchalant talking outside, as if the woman was asking the doctor to prescribe the tonic medicine, and before long, the outside was quiet again, and the people were about to leave.

The girl walked lightly to the table next to the bed, opened a drawer, and took out a yellow calendar from inside.

In the eighteenth year of the first year, the twenty-first day of June, the year of Wuxu, the month of the month, the day of the first day, it is advisable to marry, open the market, set up coupons, sacrifice, pray for blessings, break the ground, migrate, enter the house, avoid building temples and burials.

The girl's body trembled slightly, and she returned to the bed with some unsteady steps, covering herself under the covers.

"Is this the day your grandfather died?"

Suddenly such a voice sounded in the girl's head.

Grandfather's death day was naturally the beginning of his nightmare.

The girl's face showed a sad look, but she suppressed it and didn't make a sound, just silently wet her eyes.

It took a while for the girl's mood to calm down, she wiped the tears that did not flow from her eyes with a handkerchief, and blinked before answering Fang Cai's question.

She didn't speak, but replied in her heart, "Yes." ”

After a while, the girl asked, "Are we going back in time now?" ”

"Yes and no."

The voice in her head replied.

"The Shadow of the Moon is just weaving an illusion based on your memories, and then revealing the truth from another perspective through a medium."

"Now, we're just going into the depths of your memory and revisiting everything that happened at that time."

"Although the illusion is just a delusion, all of this has actually happened."

The girl is naturally a nan.

It's just that this Ah Nan may be a little different from the original Ah Nan.

And the voice in her head was Yu Xia.

Through secret techniques, the two of them came to the day of the girl's memory in the middle and eighteen years.

Yu Xia let Ah Nan control her body to find the truth, while she herself saw what happened through Ah Nan's eyes.

Ah Nan lay on the bed for a while, calmed down a bit, and then shouted outside: "Bihe! ”

Let the maid come over and serve her to freshen up, Ah Nan dressed neatly, and said to the maid next to her: "I'm going to my mother's place, let Xinghong follow me." ”

The big girl named Bihe disagreed, and was about to speak, but she saw Ah Nan glancing at herself, her eyes were a little cold.

"You just take them to take care of the house, don't make people get into trouble."

Even if Bihe grasps the internal and external affairs on weekdays, he also knows that he is just a subordinate, and at this time, the master has spoken like this, so naturally he did not persuade again, but only turned his head and let Xinghong serve carefully.

Ah Nan took Xinghong out of the yard.

Xinghong is the previous maid who always likes to keep her head down, this maid is timid, but obedient.

Ah Nan lived not far from her mother, walking through a garden, and then around the corner, her mother's yard was in front of her.

"Hey, where's my veil?"

Ah Nan suddenly stopped, touched his chest with his hand, found that there was nothing, and hurriedly looked down.

Xinghong, who was following her, saw that Miss was looking for a handkerchief, and immediately took two steps back to look for it on the side.

"Alas! I remember! Ah Nan slapped her forehead, "My veil has fallen into the house." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to Xinghong and said, "You can help me go back and get it, it should be on the dresser in my house, and it is the one embroidered with lotus flowers." ”

Xinghong hesitated for a moment, "But Miss ......"

"If you want to go, you can go, I have arrived at the gate of my mother's hospital, and naturally there is no shortage of people to serve."

Xinghong looked up at the courtyard gate in front of her, nodded, and immediately turned around and ran back.

Seeing her figure disappear behind the grass and trees, Ah Nan took out a lotus flower from her sleeve and wiped her forehead, turned her head to look at her mother's courtyard door, and turned to walk another way.

The atmosphere in the courtyard of the upper room has been a little tense recently, everyone is solemn and cautious, and even the steps of walking are deliberately light, and no one dares to make a loud noise.

"The master looks like he's ......"

A fellow servant whispered at the gate of the courtyard.

"Be careful!"

Another immediately interrupted him.

"Let's be subordinates, just do our duty, as for the master's body, that's what the doctor should worry about."

"Hey! Why don't I just say that, what are you nervous about...... A while ago, it was the eldest young master who was waiting in front of him, and the second young master and the third young master were helping with the business, didn't you hear it just now, the master asked people to call several young masters back! ”

"Calling everyone back, obviously knowing that he was dying, he wanted to leave a few words for a few young masters when he was dying."

"Who!"

The other person was about to speak, but he heard a sound on the side of the courtyard wall, and immediately stared at him and turned his head to look over.

I saw a small figure coming out from behind a tree.

"Miss Sun?"

Ah Nan walked up to them and nodded to them.

"I'll go in and see my grandfather."

"Uncle happens to be here, I'll take you in?"

Ah Nan shook her head, "I can go in by myself, so I don't have to disturb others." ”

The servant frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong, but seeing that Miss Sun was only a little old child, and her face was full of childishness, she didn't expect anything to happen.

Besides, the master said so, and they didn't dare to disobey at the moment, so they let them go happily and didn't go in.

When she entered the courtyard, she turned around and saw that the two servants were not staring at her, and immediately turned around and walked behind the tree under the wall.

Avoiding people all the way, Ah Nan successfully touched the window behind the main house, and squatted in the dense bushes, without anyone noticing.

"Dad, you can drink the medicine again, you are not yet half a hundred years old now, and you can recover if you recuperate well, why are you so pessimistic?"

This is the voice of Huang Ruiqing, Ah Nan's father, and the father in his mouth is naturally the current head of the family, Master Huang.

There was a suppressed coughing sound in the room, the coughing sound was intermittent, obviously pressed to death, but one was heavier than the other, and the other was hoarse, as if the heart and lungs were coughing out of the chest, mixed with the sound of wheezing like pulling bellows, which was unbearable to listen to.

"Daddy!"

Huang Ruiqing's tone was flustered, and it was difficult to hide his sorrow, this worried emotion did not seem to be fake, but he was a filial son.

The coughing continued for a long time, and finally Master Huang seemed to be tired of coughing, and gradually calmed down, and there was a wheezing sound in the room, the wheezing sound was very heavy, and it gradually lowered after a while, it seemed that for this old man, it would take a lot of strength to even take a breath.

"Qing'er, my own body knows it by itself, I'm afraid I won't be able to get through it, so don't waste these thoughts anymore. Wouldn't it be better to save the medicinal herbs and give them to the people who can't afford to seek medical treatment? ”

"But ......" Huang Ruiqing was about to speak, but his father interrupted.

"Qing'er, listen to me."

Master Huang's tone was serious, so that people couldn't help but restrain their voices and listen intently.

"I have called all of your brothers for a secret to tell you."

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