Qing Rang drove the carriage in the direction in her impression, she couldn't play the flute, and she couldn't learn Yu Zichen's voice and physiognomy, but she knew that there was something that could make Shaw see Yu Zichen's shadow. That was the bean curd he took her to eat that night, at that time she was still strange, why did the sister-in-law of the dignified Yu family come to the mill to eat bean curd by himself, the people who served should be in a long line, listening to Xuanyin said, when Yu Zichen's father died early, the Shaw family could not afford to raise him before he passed him to the Jiang family, then that night he recalled that the mother who brought him to eat should be the poor Shaw family.

Uncle Zhang's bean curd has already been sold out, but after hearing the reason for Jean's explanation, he freshly ground soy milk, and Qing Rang sat by the stove baking clothes, listening to Uncle Zhang reminisce about the past.

"When Yu Erye was alive, he liked to take his wife to eat bean curd, Yu Erye was kind-hearted, but God was ruthless, and accepted his life early in the morning, Madame took the little young master to live, although it was bitter later, but it was also smooth, and the early years of Yu Erye's favor were all long to help their mother and son, if it wasn't for the little lady who was seriously ill, Mrs. would not have passed the little young master to Uncle Yu, but speaking of which, Mrs. was more bitter, and the little lady's serious illness still could not be cured......"

Qing Rang looked at the flames in the furnace and muttered to himself, "He was a proton at the age of ten, what did he go through to become the cold-blooded son he is now?" Qing Rang was originally afraid of him, but now that he thinks about it, he feels a little sympathetic to him, because her mother said that people are born to be kind, and if they become bad, they are just too disappointed by fate.

"What did the young lady say?" Uncle Zhang saw her mouth closed, but he didn't hear what she said.

"It's nothing, I just think that my husband is bumpy when he is young, and there is no need to call my wife uncle, I am just a side aunt."

"Such a heavy rain, for a bowl of bean curd, you come in person, I call you the young lady is right, the little young master is like his father Yu Erye, he is a wife who will hurt his wife, and when the young master comes back in the future, the young lady will enjoy the blessings, what others say is the business of others, don't pay attention to it." Uncle Zhang had also heard about the discussion outside, but he felt that the young lady didn't want to say it.

Other people's misunderstandings, some grievances in my heart, but listening to Uncle Zhang say this, Qing Rang's heart is much more comfortable, the bean curd is boiling, and when it is cold, there will be bean curd, Qing Rang is playing on the side, his hands and feet are busy, but his heart is much clearer.

Holding the bean curd packed by Uncle Zhang, Qing Rang drove the carriage back, such a long road, paved with green bricks, and was obscured by the rain and could not see for a long time, and suddenly remembered the words left by the white back that night. Qing Rang had more courage in her heart, she decided to do it according to her own ideas regardless of success or failure, even if she failed, the Nanxiang Yu family still had Yu Zichen to clean up.

"Drive!" The whip was so clear that the rain hit her face, but she smiled like a child.

The green girl was slightly suspicious and held the bean curd, Feng Qian nodded at her before she entered the house, Jin Niang wiped the young lady with a handkerchief, and her mouth was still complaining, "In the future, let the old slave go to such a thing, this is so rainy, what should I do if I am sick?" While talking, she waited for Feng Sign, and she always felt that the people below were bullying her young lady.

Feng Jian coughed twice, and slipped away under the pretext of going to get the soothing soup.

Through the window, Qing Rang looked at Shaw's nose and sniffed obviously, she no longer threw things at the green girl, the green girl walked in with the bean curd, she actually reached out to ask for it, the green girl smiled in surprise, the Shaw family also laughed, and said stupidly Chen'er Chen'er, she took a spoon and dug a spoonful, stretched out to the green girl's mouth, "Chen'er eats first......"

"Madam, I don't eat, you do."

"Chen'er eats first, my mother is not hungry." After Shao Shi finished speaking, he smiled stupidly, as if it was the young Yu Zichen in front of her.

Qingrang's eyes were a little moist, this is the mother, even if she doesn't have a sober mind, but she still remembers to love her child, Green Ya and Shaw Brothers, you eat one bite at a time, Qingrang's heart is also settled, and he finally opens his mouth to eat.

"Jin Niang, I miss my mother so much, I want to eat the pear blossom cake made by my mother."

"There is also a jar of honey-pickled pear blossoms in the room, and I will make it for Miss when I go back."

Qing Rang smiled and nodded, her mother passed on the craft to Jin Niang, but she knew that no one in this world could make the taste of Niang, the only thing she could be happy about was that there was love in Jin Niang's pear blossom cake.

When the green girl came out with the empty bowl, her eyes were slightly red, but she was obviously much more respectful to Qingrang. Qing Rang was just about to say a few words, when someone outside the door shouted that the young aunt trotted all the way over.

"That's not the little guy Izumi Liang in the old man's room." Jin Niang frowned.

Qingrang sighed, what should come is always coming.