On the second day, Song Yunzhi did not go to Lin's house to teach martial arts, and Ah Xian Yuanbao came to visit with food and medicinal materials after breakfast in the morning.

The two followed Qingyuan into the main house, and respectfully saluted the Qian family who was sitting on the main seat in the hall: "Please aunt, I didn't see the master to teach this morning, so my mother sent us over to visit." ”

The aunt became an aunt, and Wen Wan didn't know how much she had lost and how much she had begged. Fortunately, Qian didn't brush her overtures, and closed one eye to accept this aunt.

"He has suffered a small injury, and he is recuperating in the hospital at the moment, so you can go and take a look." Qian Shiwu bowed his head and held the embroidery shed in a daze.

Yuan Bao ran over and took her hand, took out his orange candy from his cloth pocket and handed it to her mouth: "Aunt eats sugar!" This is the orange candy made by my mother, first sour and then sweet, my mother said that it is as bitter and sweet as life. I can get better when I eat one when I'm in a bad mood, and maybe you'll be in a better mood when you eat it. ”

Qian frowned and tilted his head to refuse: "You can eat it yourself." ”

Yuan Bao sat in her arms as if comforting his mother, pinched the candy in one hand and raised it high and poked it into her mouth: "Aunt is worried about uncle, right?" When my father went away, my mother always couldn't eat or sleep like this. Alas, the boys' families are so uneasy! ”

Qian had to open her mouth and swallow it, and sure enough, the sour taste swept over, just like her heart at the moment, which was unspeakably sour.

Yuan Bao saw her eat and covered her mouth and giggled, then lowered her head and lifted her coat to put her white and delicate hands in: "Auntie's hands are so cold, you should be obedient and dress warmer, Yuan Bao will warm you with a small belly." ”

Ah Xian looked for a thick blanket to cover her lap with a wooden face, and then turned to talk to the green mandarin.

The corners of Qian's mouth curled up like a flash in the pan, and he groped and reached out to touch Yuanbao's little face: "These are all taught by your mother?" ”

Yuan Bao nodded: "Well, A-Niang said that everyone has their own difficulties, we can help others one or two, and if we can't help, it is good to push ourselves and others to relieve and comfort a few words, Mr. Wang also said so." ”

In fact, his mother also taught them to be generous and polite when they went to their aunt's house, so as not to let people find faults.

Qian couldn't help but laugh when he thought of his mother's behavior, and the sugar in his mouth was sweet: "Your mother is a good one." ”

Yuan Bao looked up proudly: "That is, my mother is the best mother in the world!" No one can compare! ”

Qian Shiwan'er nodded, tilted his head and listened to Ah Xian on the other side of the young adult on the other side whisper to Qingyuan: "Auntie's needlework should not be done for too long, it will hurt your eyes." My aunt is afraid of the cold, so she has to warm up the soup woman in advance so that her feet will not freeze. ”

I heard him distressed and explained to Qingyuan: "Aunt Qingyuan must be in pain, right?" Be careful not to get water on the wound these days, not to scratch, and drink some red date soup in the morning and evening to replenish the blood, and I will stew it and send it to my aunt later. ”

Qingyuan looked at him in surprise: "You can still cook?" ”

Ah Xian nodded, his little face was serious: "Well, at the age of five, he will carry a low stool and take a spatula, and so will his younger brother." ”

Not only did his mother teach cooking, but also killed fish and cut meat, washed quilts, and bought vegetables and sprinkled all these things to learn to survive alone, and his mother also taught them all brothers. It's just in the name of calling them, so that they can live in this troubled world without her.

Until the two brothers left, the master and servant were still a little stunned, they had lived a lifetime of hard work, how could they still remember the hush and warmth of ordinary people? These two well-behaved and sensible dolls like golden boys always have a way to warm their hearts after thousands of sails.

What's more, yesterday, Wen Wan made a mistake, scared off the people in the shadows, and gave them a chance to cope.

In the next few days, the Qian and Lin families desperately retreated several waves of investigation and assassination, and the Qian family was unfortunately stabbed twice, seriously injured and fainted. In the chaos, Wen Wan had to follow Mr. Wang from the back to the front.

On this day, Wen Wan sat in the courtyard as usual to sew and mend, and Mrs. Song was squatting and gossiping with Wen Wan while picking vegetables. For example: "On South Street, Liu Tuhu's family gave birth to eleven daughters in a row, and finally the twelfth got a fat boy, but he had no money to do it for 100 days." ”

Another example: "On West Street, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Cai family was not filial to her in-laws, so she let the old man eat a gluttonous meal, and this morning she was arrested and taken to the yamen to strip her pants and beat 30 boards before returning home." ”

Wanwan has already been able to stand, dragging her little chin to listen to it with relish, and pulling her mother to comment a few sentences.

Wen Wan is straightforward, obviously a one-year-old milk doll, but she chatters like an old woman who has been lonely for half her life and loves to listen to gossip.

"If there's anything new, Mama, tell me about it." The little man sat on a low stool at her mother's feet with a milky voice, pursing her lips and laughing.

Mrs. Song smiled: "This morning, two living immortals, a man and a woman, came to the north, and the fortune-telling is accurate, and even the old things of the three generations of each person's ancestors can be said word for word." It was said that the righteous hexagram does not collect money, and it can't stand the living immortals who can calculate the calamity of each person, but now they are all crazy to donate sesame oil money to ask the gods for guidance. I see, the trade of this living immortal is very rich! ”

She also went to join in the fun, and the copper plate in front of the living fairy was a mountain high: "Do you want to take your sister to count a hexagram?" It worked! ”

Wanwan rolled his eyes: "I'm not going, everyone's life is on their own." ”

Wen Wan knew that she was precocious, and never treated her as a milk doll: "You have been sitting with your mother for a long time, go in and play with your brother for a while, right?" ”

Wanwan frowned and twisted the twist on her mother's body unhappily: "A nerd, a leather monkey, can't play anywhere!" The nerd will catch me studying, and the leather monkey will pinch my face to see me pee, hum! ”

Mrs. Song burst into tears of laughter when she heard this, and hugged her little girl into her arms and kissed her fiercely: "My sister speaks so neatly, the little granddaughter of Mrs. Cai's family on West Street is the same age as you, but she can't recognize anyone!" ”

Xiao Wanwan blushed excitedly, and poked his head out of the old mother's arms to look at her brightly: "Mama, do you think I look like a prodigy?" ”

Mama Song couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, but Wen Wan didn't have the good to give her a roll of her eyes.

While laughing, the courtyard gate was slammed open, and two men stumbled into the courtyard with each other's arms, unkempt and covered in blood.

The shorter one was panting and shouted, "Close the courtyard door, close the door quickly, someone is chasing after you!" ”

Before Wen Wan could react, the man staggered and led the person next to him to the ground. Only then did Wen Wan see the arrows stuck behind their backs and the blood stains on their backs.

The sound of the horse outside the courtyard was getting closer, and she stood up and instructed Mrs. Song: "Go in with a bend and ask Mr. Ayuan Wang to come out." ”

Mrs. Song's legs were weak, and she hurriedly hugged the bend in a panic. Bent but lay on her shoulder and looked at the man in the courtyard and frowned: This is her great-grandson whose head was kicked by a donkey?