Ran Jia hugged Yun Xuhao and walked towards Song's house step by step, the little guy looked at the direction of home obediently, and did not lie on her shoulder affectionately, for fear that the dust on her body would stain more places on her body.

"Hao'er, I am your aunt, you will live with me in the future, don't worry, I will raise you well, and come back when you have the ability, your mother will definitely be proud of you, and your father will be very pleased."

The little guy turned his head to look at her, and there was an extremely serious gaze in his clear and crystal eyes: "Auntie, Hao'er will be very obedient and good at working, she doesn't eat much and wears very little, you, can you let Hao'er study?" ”

"Okay, our family hasn't had a show yet," Ran Jia said with a chuckle.

The little guy scratched his head a little shyly, "I, I didn't think about it that much, Aunt Yun Qi said that people can change their own fate by reading books." Hao'er wants to take her mother to live a good life, and she also wants Aunt Song Qi to live a good life. ”

Ran Jia hugged him tightly, "Okay." ”

When he arrived at Song's house, he didn't need Ran Jia to say anything An Xuning called hot water, the little guy knew that he was shy, so he didn't let Ran Jia help, he washed it clean from the inside out, and put on the clothes prepared by Ran Jia.

Ran Jia has served Mrs. Song Qi, brought two young masters and a young lady, and naturally knows how big clothes a three-year-old child should wear, and a bunch of small beans in Aunt Meng Qi's house are wandering around in front of her all day long, and she can cut them out accurately with a glance.

But the clothes she sewed so carefully on Yun Xuhao's body were actually long and mopped, making him even thinner, as if he was only one inch taller than she remembered, and this was the time when the child grew up the fastest. Ran Jia suddenly didn't know how Pingyi raised her children, and she was just a mother, could it be that the persecution of her parents, the meanness of her husband and in-laws, could she let her children be trampled on like this?

In case, Ran Jia was a little trembling with anger, in case the child was malnourished and had any serious pediatric illness, I was afraid that I would not be able to see this well-behaved and obedient villain.

This trip to Nan'an touched her too deeply, as if she had stepped into a swamp, powerlessly watching the familiar people give up struggling inside, letting the sludge spread on her body, immersing herself little by little.

Her voice was a little shaky, and she said with a smile: "My aunt hasn't worked for a long time, her hands are rusty, and she doesn't know the size of our little Xu Hao." It's late tonight, and tomorrow we'll wear the right clothes. ”

"Auntie, no, this dress is very good, I will roll up my sleeves and trouser legs." The little one took a step back with his clothes in a daddle.

Ran Jia knew that he was insecure, and he was subconsciously wary and alienated from people, she didn't say anything, she smeared some medicine on him distressedly, and led him to dinner. Taking advantage of the time he took a bath, Ran Jia made a hand-rolled dough, and lay a poached egg with two drops of sesame oil.

Yun Xuhao asked Ran Jia twice to confirm that it was for himself, so he endured his hunger and kept sending it to his mouth little by little. After eating a small half bowl and drinking a bowl of soup, a satisfied smile appeared on his little face.

The child is small, it is the roar of the long body, even if he is sensible, he can't withstand the sleepiness after a full meal.

Ran Jia hugged him and snorted softly, he was already asleep, she put the little guy on the bed, and she was reluctant to go anywhere.

He looks a lot like the elder brother in the memory of the original owner, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he will definitely be a beautiful young man in the future.

The weather in the south is warmer and wetter than in the north, especially in the morning when the autumn tiger has not faded, Ran Jia feels that her pores are wrapped, and the heat can't pour out, and she is uncomfortable.

When she opened her eyes, at the same hour, it was already bright outside, and the little guy beside her was gone. She waited for Pingyi for a long time last night, but she didn't wait for anyone to come, and her heart was a little sour.

It is said that if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather, and if you marry a mother, you can't take care of your children.

As soon as she got up, there was a knock on the door, and An Xuning's deep voice came: "I put the water at the door." ”

Ran Jia pursed her lips lightly, her eyes were misty, she heard the sound of him deliberately striding away, and heard him talking to Third Master Song and leaving the hospital. She opened the door with a squeak and saw half a bucket of water rising with a slight steam.

She struggled to carry it into the room, inserted the door, wiped her body with a muslin cloth, the sweat was brushed away, she sighed comfortably, changed her clothes and opened the door to pour water.

The scenery of Nan'an is beautiful, the air is fresh and comfortable, if there are no all kinds of bad things, this is undoubtedly the best choice for retreat.

There is not much work in the fields anymore, but everyone habitually goes to the fields every day to walk around the fields and pick some things in the mountains while others are not paying attention. They pay more attention to health than ordinary people, and they can't provide enough nutrition for their children, so they think of ways to find supplements from the mountains, fruits and vegetables, all kinds of bird eggs, pigeon eggs, snake eggs, birds, fish, some dried fruits, fungi and so on.

Only when nutrition can keep up, children can grow up healthy and intelligent, and they can't suffer their younger generations if they suffer.

Ran Jia carried Yun Xu Hao and followed Mrs. Song Qi, and after a few days, her heart became more and more weak. wants to change the status quo of the Song Yun family, but this is not something that Yinliang can solve simply and rudely.

Unless the Yun family and the Song family are stared at, they will be able to live a comfortable and happy life, and those side branches that occupy the old mansion are just some people who can't be on the stage, and they are not afraid.

Everyone didn't talk to Ran Jia about the things of the year, but lived hard, and everyone learned to be happy in suffering. This stay is ten days, and Ran Jia hasn't decided whether she wants to stay and bear everything with everyone, or take Yun Xuhao back and start again.

The fifth grandmother has experienced a lot of things, and she knows what Ran Jia is struggling with, she took Ran Jia's hand and patted her gently, "Child, this is the matter of our Song family and the Yun family, you don't have to think about it, just live your own little life." We've all survived the hardest days, are you still afraid of those puppies and kittens?

However, you are a good girl, and I have fallen in love with you since I married with the old seven families. Although she looks outstanding, she is a good daughter-in-law in everyone's mind.

I, my old lady has a reluctant request, I don't know if to talk about it? ”

Ran Jia nodded and chuckled and said, "You say it's right." ”

"The ninth child of our family is a year older than you, he is already twenty years old, and he is not married yet, he, he said," the fifth grandmother paused, sighed lightly and continued: "He said, I am pleased with you, I don't know what you think." ”

The ninth child of the Song family, Song Wenyuan?

Ran Jia was stunned, pulled people out of his memory, and matched the people who have been with him for the past few days, he was a naughty big boy at the beginning, and he liked to tease her from the beginning. Song Wenyuan is also smart and studious, but he has several brothers who are peerless in Kyoto, so he looks ordinary.

Thinking of this, her heart ached sullenly, those old men with their own masters, as well as a few young masters of the next generation, which one is not a good son of the gentle Zhilan Yushu, each with ambitions and full of enthusiasm is ready to squander on the land of the motherland.

But reality poured ice on these two families fiercely, shattering the blazing heat of the ground.

Song Wenyuan, who said goodbye, is taller and thinner than before, his bright and smiling eyes have already had vicissitudes of life, and his eyebrows have not stretched, and he has grown up from a child who is cared for and loved by everyone, and he has shouldered the livelihood of the family on his shoulders.

There is no doubt that he is a distressing person, but, "Grandma, he is the ninth master, I, I'm just a girl." ”

"What kind of master and girl, now he is just a man who eats in the field, you are a well-informed woman, there is no difference in identity. You just need to tell the old body what you think, whether you succeed or not is his fate, and we can't blame you. The fifth grandmother sighed again: "He has been trapped in this small ravine for the rest of his life, I am afraid that he will be trapped in this small ravine, I feel sorry for him, otherwise I would not have given up my old face to tell you this." ”

Song Wenyuan is a worthy object, he has knowledge and some kung fu, and he will definitely be very good to her, even if he can't go on a career anymore, as long as his political enemies no longer target Song Yun and the two families, he will definitely be able to live a good life with his own skills.

However, Ran Jia's hand at her side was tightly clenched, and she looked at An Xuning, who was talking to a few heirs of the Song Yun family under the eaves of the courtyard, and her heart hurt like a pinprick. Self-deprecation flashed in her lowered eyes, since she couldn't get along with An Xuning, what if it was Song Wenyuan, it was exactly what the original owner expected.

Another voice stopped, being married is a lifetime, since she has not accepted Song Wenyuan yet, she should not have given hope as soon as possible.

"I'll think about it," Ran Jia said apologetically, biting her lip lightly.

"It's time to think about it, and I also told Lao Jiu that fate is destined by God, and it can't be forced. But, girl, how about you give yourself and him a chance, even if you try it, neither of you will leave any regrets, what do you think? ”

"Okay," Ran Jia nodded.

Coming out of the fifth grandmother's house, Ran Jia subconsciously glanced at An Xuning and Song Wenyuan.

Song Wenyuan's eyes suddenly lit up, a little angry in the past, he stood up and rubbed his hands on his body a little restrainedly, gritted his teeth and strode over, he looked at Ran Jia seriously, and said softly: "Grandma, grandma, did she tell you?" ”

He has always been straightforward and can't hide things, thinking that he can have a lot of changes after two years of grinding, but in front of her, he still shows his shape.

Ran Jia was also quite touched, and the memory came out from herself, which made her unbearable to be cruel to the boy in front of her, and because of the friendship in the past, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, "I said." ”

"That, that," he asked, expectantly, his voice trembling, and his wheat-colored face flushed.

"Grandma said that everything is left to fate, let's try to get along first," Ran Jia said fifteen-ten.

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