Haitang hurriedly asked: "Niangniang, will you send it over to eat today, or will you eat it outside?" ”

"Let's go eat out!"

Zhao Qingxiang got up, Haitang hurriedly came over to help her, and Qiutang went over to open the curtain.

The place where they live is called Xiyuan, and their own eunuchs have their own food and clothing.

The eunuch sent it once every five days, and whenever this happened, the gate of Xiyuan could be opened, and it had to be closed again as soon as the eunuch left.

Usually only when you are sick, you are allowed to bring the doctor in, but at other times, it is strictly forbidden for anyone to enter or leave.

The daily meals in Xiyuan are made by Mama Li and Mama Sun in turn.

Because of her resentment against the original owner, Zhou Hui, when it was Grandma Sun's turn to cook, she was very dissatisfied, either fried the vegetables or forgot to put salt.

For example, this time, the gruel served can count the rice grains.

Mama Sun said loudly: "Madame is still sick?" It is better to be light, and drink some rice soup to get better. ”

At the beginning, Mama Li planned to take care of the master's food alone, but Mama Sun disagreed, and insisted that the two of them take turns, so that it seemed fair.

At this time, Mama Li was so angry that she rolled her eyes, but there was nothing she could do but comfort her master with a gentle voice.

Zhao Qingxiang didn't pay attention to them, just sat down at the Limu square table and took the bowl, held it and drank it himself.

only looked at everyone dumbfounded: after the master fell seriously ill, how could he seem to be a different person.

The child who came out first was standing at the Limu square table at this time, looking up and seeing Zhao Qingxiang drinking happily. A pair of dull eyes suddenly had some brilliance flowing.

With two little short legs, he staggered to Zhao Qingxiang's side and pulled her shirt, and shouted vaguely: "Mother, I want it!" And as soon as he had spoken, Harazi flowed all over the ground.

Zhao Qingxiang looked up at the child, only to see that he was fleshy, his skin was white, and his saliva wet the clothes on his chest. At this time, he was staring at his bowl with those dull eyes.

The porridge in the bowl had already bottomed out, but the child was still staring at it.

A kind of mother's love nature arises spontaneously, Zhao Qingxiang lovingly stretched out the bowl in front of the child, and the child licked the empty bowl with his tongue.

Zhao Qingxiang raised his eyes to look at another slightly thinner child, only to see him put his fingers in his mouth and suck, looking at his fellow brother in a daze, making half of his face saliva.

Begonia and Qiu Tang on the side hurriedly carried the two children to the red pine high chair, and then one of them picked up a round wood carved wooden bowl and carefully fed the two children to drink porridge.

After only a few sips, the clear-eyed child snatched the bowl and drank it himself. After a while, the bowl of porridge was at the bottom.

When Haitang finished wiping his mouth for him, Zhao Qingxiang beckoned him to come to his side.

The child timidly stepped forward and snuggled up to Zhao Qingxiang's side, and asked with a big tongue: "Yang (mother) dear, are you (sick) healed?"

Looking at the child's immature face, I felt the soft little body of the child.

Zhao Qingxiang once again thought of his two children whose life and death were unknown, and the tears fell straight down like beads of broken threads.

Begonia and Qiu Tang didn't know why, so they hurriedly stepped forward and asked Zhao Qingxiang: "Niangniang, why are you crying again?" ”

Zhao Qingxiang shook his head and suppressed his sadness.

Outside the door, a bird stumbled into the yard and flew away with its wings outstretched, leaving only a string of chirping sounds.

The child in his arms saw that his mother was crying, and hurriedly comforted: "Yang (mother) don't call (cry), the goose (me) will not make Yang (mother) angry in the future!" “

Zhao Qingxiang's heart hurt to the extreme when he heard this, and he simply cried:

God treats himself unfairly!

If you can relive yourself, why don't you return to the children?

It's really unfair for God to treat himself!

Zhao Qingxiang's appearance frightened several maids:

Although they used to listen to the cry of their master all day long, it became natural to hear it.

If the master doesn't cry one day, they won't get used to it!

But like today, the master wailed loudly like a child, and it was the first time they had encountered it.

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to comfort Zhao Qingxiang: "Niangniang, don't cry!" Look at the little prince scared! ”

As soon as they finished speaking, they saw the child in their arms crying "wow";

The other child didn't react, just put his finger to his mouth and looked at Zhao Qingxiang blankly.

Among the crowd, only Mama Li was the most anxious. But now what they said, Zhao Qingxiang didn't hear a word.

At this time, in her heart and mind, there are the shadows of her own children: I wonder if they are out of danger now? Are you thinking about her?

Until the child's cry pulled her back to reality, she hurriedly coaxed the child not to cry: "My son doesn't cry, my mother is here, my mother is here!" ”

A young and somewhat unfamiliar children's voice sounded with a crying voice: "Yang (Niang) kisses don't call (cry), Yang (Niang) kisses (doesn't cry), and the goose (me) doesn't cry (cry) anymore!" ”

Zhao Qingxiang was shocked to realize that the child in his arms was not his own.

She let go of the child, urged away the maid's support, and slowly walked back to the bedroom and lay down on the bed.

I prayed again and again that it would be nice if I woke up again and could return to my lovely children!

As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the colorful tiger pounced on him with its mouth wide open......

Zhao Qingxiang was frightened and woke up again.

Haitang heard the voice and came over to see Zhao Qingxiang's pale face, busy comforting that it was just a nightmare, and it would be fine when he woke up from the dream.

Zhao Qingxiang closed his eyes: Yes! It's just a nightmare, but when will it wake up?

I heard Haitang continue: "Niangniang, as long as people live!"

Just stay alive! Zhao Qingxiang opened his eyes suddenly, which startled Begonia. She saw Zhao Qingxiang sit up, and hurriedly came over to serve and get up and freshen up.

Xiyuan is a small courtyard, with only one hall separated by two main rooms and two ear rooms. There are two houses on each side of the courtyard. One side near the door separates a small kitchen and a utility room.

The courtyard was bare, and when you looked up, you could only see the high blue sky, and the sun pitifully cast a ray of light. Shining on some mossy floor tiles, it adds a bit of life to the yard.

In the past few days, from Begonia's mouth, Zhao Qingxiang has learned a lot of things about "himself" before:

When she calmed down, she thought about her future life again:

Want to turn over with a salted fish and take the top position in Gongdou? She doesn't have that self, and more importantly, she doesn't have the mood to die!

But you can't just die here like this, can you? I still have a pair of young children who need myself!

The son is shy and shy by nature, and he usually clings to her the most; The daughter is well-behaved and sensible, she is so cute!

I don't know how they are doing now. Did you go hungry? Are there any injuries? Have you ever felt inferior to yourself because of the loss of your mother? ……

The people of Xiaoyaomen hate themselves, and now that they are dead, will they let go of those lovely and poor children?

But now that the walls are deep and she has no power, how can she get out?