After returning to the master bedroom on the second floor, Tang Xiaowan yawned and changed her pajamas, and went to sleep directly without washing, she was too sleepy.

Immediately, the door was gently opened, and it was Tang Mei holding a small wooden box.

With a little smile in her deep eyes, she looked at Tang Xiaowan fixedly: "Well, it seems that the effect of this incense is not bad, much stronger than the pill!" ”

"Fortunately, you are wearing a suspender, and you can save grandma from helping you take it off."

"Sugar Candy, have a good dream."

As soon as the words fell, Tang Mei gently inserted a silver needle into Tang Xiaojuan's back, followed by the second and third...... Finally, the head.

And just like that, something magical happened.

Tang Xiaowan seemed to be muttering to herself, and it seemed to be talking to someone.

One moment she laughs, the other she cries.

"Mommy, Mommy? Mom, where are you? Did mom start looking for candy? ”

"Hide, grandma has already started."

"No, no, no, it must be a mother, or you are not allowed to leave, and Tangtang will not let you go."

"Okay, hide up, mom is coming."

Familiar and unfamiliar pictures flashed quickly in Tang Xiaowan's mind, filling in the gaps in her memory.

They're like puzzle pieces, regularly and exactly where they're supposed to be.

Since the age of five, Tang Xiaojuan has been strictly required by Tang Mei, often injured, and climbed trees on the roof to avoid special training. With Leng Lingxiao's company, Tang Xiaowan slowly accepted the fact that he didn't have a mother.

Because of a phone call, she slipped out to connect with someone, and happened to save Li Zishen who was besieged.

After returning home, he was fined five kilometers by Tang Mei.

Li Zishen began to investigate her, followed her, and asked her to meet on the pretext of helping to find her mother.

Hospitals, orphanages, stations, I went to many places in a year, and I took a photo everywhere I went, Li Zishen said it was to keep a souvenir.

She really didn't love him, not at all.

She was so full of Leng Lingxiao that she wanted to leave Qingcheng with him and go to live in Chicheng.

Together, they designed the Sky Manor.

But suddenly, the memory was reversed in a whirlpool, from attending Jiang's drinking party to Tang Mei's car accident.

This memory is spliced together so quickly!

Tang Xiaowan suddenly felt a severe headache, his limbs were weak, and there were many small beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Grandma, grandma, you liar!"

"No, it can't be, it's not my grandma, it's not grandma, it's impossible for grandma to die."

"Go away, you go, all go!"

"The ear piercings are wrong, this is Granny Cai."

After a few muttering words, Tang Xiaowan gradually quieted down and fell into a deep sleep again.

She slept soundly and sweetly, with a smile on her lips.

……

In the study room of the Nanfeng Mansion, a table lamp casts a soft light.

Wang Jinghui sat at his desk wearing reading glasses, his hands full of green tendons nimbly shuttling between tools, and the crisp sound of metal colliding echoed in the silent study.

He was making a triangular plum hairpin.

The hairpin body of this hairpin is made of sterling silver and has been carefully polished to give it a smooth and delicate texture. At one end of the hairpin body is carved two lifelike triangular plums, and the petals are very smart.

Wang Jinghui carefully rolled the silver wire around one end of the hairpin, and then gently bent it into a perfect arc with pliers.

Then, he picked up a small hammer and gently struck the wire so that it fit tightly against the curves of the hairpin.

In this way, the flexibility of the metal can be used, making the structure of the hairpin both strong and beautiful.

Finally, he took out a pink crystal and carefully set it in the center of the triangular plum. It seems to be a bright eye, which adds a bit of spirituality to this triangular plum.

At six o'clock in the morning, Wang Jinghui put the silver hairpin into a wooden box, and then nodded with satisfaction, with a proud smile on his face.

For a whole day and a night, he immersed himself in the process of making this silver hairpin.

He wanted to give Tang Mei a little surprise.

"Dad, where are you going?"

Wang Jinghui was stopped by Wang Junchen at the corner of the first floor.

He quickly turned around, looked at his son with a torch, and then said unabashedly, "Go to your Aunt Tang." ”

"Do you really want to marry her?"

"Yes."

"Ah Hua likes Xiao Juan's child very much."

"Didn't I already say it the night before yesterday, I don't have the right to call the shots on this matter, you have to come to the door in person to ask Tang Mei's opinion, she is Xiaojuan's grandmother, this is also a respect for the elders."

"I have nothing to say to her, so let's have Dad Lao convey it on my behalf."

"No, that's rude."

"I can't see it...... You're quite protective of her, I don't know...... When my mother was alive, did you ever think about asking with such caution? ”

"Dad has explained many times, I just went to the field to talk about business in those days, and when I came back...... You've been born, you're born prematurely, and as for what the wet nurse said...... It's nonsense, it's all a lie. ”

"Really? I don't think so. ”

As he spoke, Wang Junchen took out a very old work card from his trouser pocket.

There are photos on it, there are names.

The nurse said that it was this woman...... She was the one who killed my mother, she injected her with a clear liquid into her infusion bottle, and it didn't take long...... The mother bleed and died. ”

When the words fell, Wang Jinghui's eyes lowered.

After a few seconds of pause, his gaze swept to the yellowed work card, and he frowned.