After the lunch break, Mingwei slowly stepped into Liujingtang.

"Mother."

Mrs. Ming San is folding paper ingots, which are for Xuannu Niangniang.

Seeing her come in, he smiled and beckoned: "Come." ”

Mingwei walked over, and under the teaching of his mother, he followed the paper ingots.

"When you weren't good, my mother would come here every night to copy the scriptures, and she never fell behind."

Ming smiled: "I'll copy it later." ”

Mrs. Ming asked, "Do you know how to write?" ”

Mingwei nodded: "Xuannu Niangniang has taught everything." ”

Mrs. Ming San looked at her, her eyes were gentle and sad: "You are like this now, it is really the way your mother dreamed, and it couldn't be better." ”

"Really?" Mingwei pinched a paper ingots and put them aside.

Mrs. Ming San lowered her head and said while folding: "Insist on something that has no result, and it is inevitable that there will be times of loneliness." Every time I feel that I can't persevere, my mother will think, my little seven, what will it be like if I get better? Her dad was so smart, and she must be smart too. Sensible and filial......"

Mrs. Ming San said, tears streaming down her face.

Mingwei stretched out his hand and hugged her: "Mother, don't be sad." In the future, I will be what you want me to be. ”

Mrs. Ming San wiped away her tears, but said with a smile: "No, Xiaoqi, what you look like, my mother likes what she likes." ”

Ming Wei was silent and said softly, "I...... I'm afraid I'll frighten you. ”

"What else, more tragic than in the past? This is already very good, and it is good that my mother can't even dream of it. Mrs. Ming San touched her face, "So, don't worry, you can do whatever you want." ”

After speaking, she smiled and continued to fold the ingots with her head down.

Mingwei looked at her quietly.

She lost her mother when she was a child, and she has followed her master for as long as she can remember.

I also asked Master what my mother was like.

Master only said that she was a kind and good woman.

Mingwei has also imagined many times what it would be like if her mother was alive. will make clothes for her, will wake her up when she is lying in bed, and will feel so distressed when she is injured in practice......

However, these are all imaginations.

Now, she has met Mrs. Ming San.

I finally know what it is like to be a mother who loves her children.

Although she felt a little sorry for Miss Ming Qi, she still wanted to ...... Keep this love for yourself.

Therefore, those who disturb them must all be cleaned up.

Mingwei continued to stack ingots: "Mother, what kind of person is the fourth uncle?" ”

Mrs. Ming San said: "Your fourth uncle, you are actually quite a good person. Don't look at the fierce scolding in his mouth, in fact, he treats us well. Our orphans and widows, and the livelihood outside are all taken care of by your fourth uncle. In the early years, the shops and fields that your father had purchased, and the annual rent was delivered to your mother on time. But if there is anything good, it will be sent to Yu Fangyuan first......"

"So, he's such a good guy?"

Mrs. Mingsan's eyes flashed: "At least a few of your uncles, he is the best." ”

Mingwei nodded.

She heard what was being said.

The other uncles, sure enough, there is something bad.

"Mother, I heard them say that when we came back from the capital, Yu Fangyuan was also haunted?"

Mrs. Mingsan's movements paused.

"What happened?"

Mrs. Ming San smiled faintly: "Later, it wasn't haunted." ”

"Suddenly it's not haunted?"

"Hmm. It may be that the feng shui of our garden is good, and that bit of yin qi will be dispersed! ”

Mingwei didn't ask anymore.

The mother and daughter talked slowly until they finished stacking the ingots, and someone outside whispered.

“…… Eighth sister, my mother just said let's not run around......"

"Oh, don't say it when you go back, how will my mother know?"

"But ......"

"What's the matter, shut up!"

"Oh......"

Mrs. Ming San looked over and saw the two little guys who were probing their brains, and smiled: "Is it Ah Xiang and Brother Kun?" ”

"Oops, it's been discovered!" This is the voice of the ninth prince Mingkun.

Immediately afterwards, he was patted on the head by Ming Xiang: "It's all your fault, you speak so loudly!" ”

Ming Kun flattened his mouth and didn't dare to speak.

"Ah Xiang!" Mrs. Ming San was disgusted, "Don't bully your brother, come in and have a snack." ”

After a while, Eighth Miss Mingxiang took nine-year-old Mingkun and rubbed in with an embarrassed face.

"The ...... of the Third Aunt"

Mrs. Ming San opened the box of preserved fruits: "You two are blessed, knowing that your aunt's candied fruit has just opened the altar." Come, taste. ”

Mingxiang's eyes lit up.

Who in the Ming family doesn't know that the third lady regards her daughter as her life, and because Miss Seven loves sweets, she specially invited a candied fruit master from the south. The south is the country of Chu, Qi and Chu divide the river and rule, hostile to each other, there are few contacts, and the flavor of the south is not easy to taste.

"Uh-huh, delicious!"

Mrs. Ming San poured two cups of tea and said softly: "Don't eat too much, otherwise you won't be able to eat at night, and your mother will know." ”

Ming Xiang smiled sweetly at her, looking well-behaved: "Okay, thank you Third Aunt." ”

Mrs. Ming San turned around and said to Ming Wei: "Mother will go back to rest first, you take your younger brothers and sisters to play for a while." Don't be naughty, don't get too close to the water, you know? ”

"Got it, mother."

Mrs. Ming put away the paper ingots and walked out of Liujingtang.

There are three children in the house, you look at me, I look at you.

Mingwei still sat flat like that, drinking tea slowly, and letting Mingxiang and Mingkun eat sweetly.

In the end, Ming Xiang couldn't help it: "Seventh sister, don't you like to eat candied fruit very much?" ”

Ming smiled: "You eat, I can eat every day." ”

"Oh......"

Ming Xiang poured a large sip of tea and stared at her.

She has very little contact with this seventh sister. Because they are sick, they are always protected, and when something happens, adults are nervous. Ming Xiang is not a person who will play with him carefully, of course he doesn't like to come.

Now this seventh sister is even more strange.

She no longer spoke like a child, but looked at herself with a smile like an adult, as if she were looking at a child......

"Seventh sister, are you really okay?"

Mingwei stretched out his hand: "What do you see? ”

Ming Xiang looked at it seriously for a while and said, "It seems to be really good." The fourth brother said that my father came over in a menacing manner, just to talk to you, and there was nothing to do when he went back. Seventh sister, you are so powerful, my father is angry, and my mother has to find a way to hide. ”

Ming smiled slightly: "Is this why you came?" ”

"yes!" Ming Xiang took out his handkerchief and wiped his hand stained with frosting, "My father's temper is big, dare to speak when he loses his temper, he is simply a warrior." ”

Mingwei found it interesting: "Does the fourth uncle know that you said this about him?" ”

"He wouldn't listen anyway." Ming Xiang asked with great interest, "Seventh sister, if you don't teach me, how to deal with my father?" He always trained me to be bloody, I'm already so old, don't you want to lose face? ”

Mingwei took a sip of tea slowly: "Yes, but you also promised me one condition." ”

"You say!" Ming Xiang was happy, "As long as I can do it." ”

Mingwei paused: "You know, I'm sick, and I don't know a lot about things at home." You talk to me, talk about the family, and I'll tell you how to deal with your father, how about it? ”

"Okay, deal!" Ming Xiang stretched out his hand to her.

This is to ......

Ming smiled and high-fived her: "It's decided." ”