Mrs. Tang didn't expect that her son had already known about the past, and she was also thinking about herself and hiding it from her father.

The old lady couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth helplessly, revealing a helpless wry smile, shook her head, and said with a wry smile:

"Son, don't be bitter for my mother, I'm not sad to have you so filial and sensible for my sake."

"When I mentioned this matter to you today, I didn't complain about your father hiding it from me back then, in fact, your father hid it from me, I understand that she was afraid that I would be angry, and it was also for my good."

Mrs. Donald shook her head and nodded again, for this matter of her husband, Siren has passed away, and she feels that she should also be relieved.

"I mentioned this past incident to you today, and I didn't mean to complain about your father, I just wanted to say that Ma Xiaotian's official position now is much higher than your father's official position back then. Your sister's personality is a stuffy gourd, and she won't resist the master of the fight by herself when she is angry, do you think she can be happy in the Ma family? ”

At the mention of her daughter, Mrs. Tang felt uncomfortable in her heart, and couldn't help but sigh deeply, "Hey......"

"At the beginning, the two families broke off contact, and their family withdrew from us, I thought about finding a good family for Begonia by my side, but I didn't expect that in the end, she still married into the Ma family, so far away from us......"

When Mrs. Tang mentioned this matter, she was distressed. She glanced at her son, looked at Tang Shaoqing's face with guilt and remorse, and instead of looking at her mother, she lowered her head and didn't squeak. She knew that her son was wrong, and she stopped mentioning it. Instead, he said:

"I'm not worried about my mother, can you write a letter to your sister and ask her how she is doing? Not ......"

As soon as she finished speaking, she asked Tang Shaoqing to write a letter to Tang Haitang, but Mrs. Tang immediately denied it again, she was not at ease, she grabbed her son's hand hard, stared at her son and said:

"You go to Chang'an, go to Ma's house, take a look for your mother, even if your sister suffers in the letter, she also reports good news and not bad news, we must see it with our own eyes, if she is really doing well, she can rest assured that she will die, and she will die without regrets!"

"Mother, do you want me to go to Chang'an?"

Tang Shaoqing was embarrassed, and promised Ma Xiaotian that after the Tang family married Tang Haitang, the two families would never get along with each other, and from then on, Tang Haitang was born and died, and the Tang family was not allowed to ask.

Tang Shaoqing was extremely remorseful for his foolish decision, but now that his mother was not worried about his sister, he couldn't care about being afraid of Ma Xiaotian's yinwei. After looking down and thinking about the pros and cons, he still raised his eyes firmly, met his mother's eager eyes, and nodded:

"Okay, mother, don't worry, I'll arrange it, and I'll leave for Chang'an to see my sister immediately."

"Well, okay, you can go quickly." Hearing her son's reply, Tang's mother nodded with satisfaction, and the mother and son let go of each other's hands.

Tang Shaoqing lowered his head a little reluctantly, and when he was about to get up, he remembered another thing and hurriedly explained to his mother:

"Mother, after I leave, I will ask the housekeeper to report to you every day about the situation at home, Ying'er I will take her away, and you will bother to take care of it for a while."

Tang Shaoqing's current IQ can be regarded as improving, he understands that he is not watching at home, Wang Ying'er will definitely not be honest, leaving her at home is to block his mother, so he thought about it, took her to Chang'an with him, and watched her all the way, saving her from causing trouble for herself at home.

There is no Wang Ying'er at home, and the housekeeper will take care of the internal and external affairs of the family every day, and as long as the mother is at home and symbolically looks at the accounts, there should be no problem.

"Well, your arrangement is very good, my mother agrees, you go and prepare, I am watching at home."

Mrs. Tang also made a very good arrangement for her son, leaving Wang Ying'er at home, and the old lady was not sure that she could suppress her, her son could not suppress this woman without herself, and she was afraid that before her son came back, this woman would make waves in the Tang family and ruin the family style.

simply agreed to Tang Shaoqing's arrangement to take Wang Ying'er to Chang'an together, the house is all supported by a housekeeper, and there will be no big mess, the most important thing is that the person who caused the trouble is not at home, and the family will be peaceful.

Seeing her son walk out of the room, the old lady asked the maid to help her up, sent someone to prepare paper, ink, pen and inkstone, and beat her spirits, trembling down to the ground, walked to the desk, and sat down slowly.

"Ahem, cough, cough" Mrs. Tang sat down, and couldn't help coughing a few times.

Illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread. She knew that her disease would not get better so quickly, and it would be difficult for her to survive this winter. So she has to leave some explanations for her children, and she is afraid that she will never see her daughter again.

Tang Haitang married far away this time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have the opportunity to return to her parents' home, and she is seriously ill, and it is difficult to survive this winter, knowing that she will soon be in the world, and her daughter who married far away is the last concern in her heart.

The old lady fought hard, picked up the brush, stood up with some ink, lifted the pen in her hand, but hung in the air, did not write for a long time, she thought in her heart, what words should be left to her daughter, in order to express the old mother, miss the daughter of the distant marriage of the mood, and do not let the daughter see it, tears rippled.

After thinking about it for a long time, the old lady slowly got off the pen, the ink was stained on the brocade silk, and gradually rendered it, and every stroke invaded the brocade silk, pouring into an old mother who will die soon, and thinking about marrying her daughter far away.

"Alright, help me seal this letter."

Finally, the old lady finished writing the letter, and ordered the maid on the side to help her seal the credit wax oil. Looking at the sealed letter, Mrs. Tang nodded reassuringly, put the letter close to her clothes, and when it was cleaned up, she was helped back to the couch.

Chang'an's Hou Ye's Mansion, after Ma Xiaotian returned to Chang'an, he went to the pilgrimage early every day, and when he came back, he accompanied Tang Haitang and accompanied her to adapt to the life of Ma Fu, and the two lived a period of friendship.

Tang Haitang feels that this kind of married life is also good, although compared with modern life, there are many fewer things, such as transportation only uses horses and carriages, it takes a little time to go out, and the road is also very tired, the communication is all letters, and the fastest tool is the flying pigeon to pass the book, which is not as good as the mobile phone and various instant communication tools used in modern times.

But with Ma Xiaotian's company, she quickly learned to ride a horse, and when she was fine, Ma Xiaotian would accompany her to practice calligraphy, and gradually her brush writing became more and more her own style.

On such days, Tang Haitang feels that he is living a very abundant life every day, and he feels that every day is happy and meaningful.

So, she gradually forgot that she was once a modern human being.