"Thank you...... Madame?" Uncle Hu's words made Xie Yangui hesitate to speak, as if he didn't dare to confirm what he heard.

"Yes, this is Mrs. Xie's manuscript, which is your mother." Looking at Xie Yangui's reaction, Uncle Hu probably understood what she was thinking.

She lost her parents and brother when she was four years old, and it was her aunt Xie Cheng who raised her as her own daughter.

Now she lives in the interior of Kyoto, which was chosen by His Majesty, and she grew up in the palace when she was a child, and moved back to her old house when she was a little older, but she didn't live long.

I heard that in the old mansion, there was not much left for Xie Yangui.

It is no wonder that General Xie and Mrs. Xie often used their own money to take care of the families of the dead soldiers.

Perhaps they had thought about waiting for their daughter to be older and then saving a dowry for her.

But who would have thought that seventeen years ago, they would all die on the battlefield?

After so many years, it must be a surprise mixed with complexity to suddenly learn that there is still a manuscript.

"Back then, Mrs. Xie went to Liaobei with General Xie, and she hit it off with the old master's mother at first sight, and became a year-old friend, and almost no one knew about it."

"The general doesn't know, when the Xie family had an accident, if it weren't for the fact that there was no Xie Niangniang in the palace, the old master's mother would definitely want to take you to your side to raise you."

"When you arrived in Liaobei at the beginning of that year, the master mother didn't know how happy she was, if it weren't for the fact that the lord was afraid of His Majesty's suspicion, he would definitely invite you to live in the house that day."

Uncle Hu said this, and Xie Yangui suddenly remembered when he first went to Liaobei.

She is a yellow-haired girl who is only thirteen years old, hidden in the army and not known.

Rao is like this, but someone always secretly sends her something, and Ling Yuwei, who is hiding in the secret, returns to her, saying that the thing is sent from General Hu's house.

I see!

Seeing the expression of gratitude on Xie Yangui's face, Uncle Hu continued to speak, "No one knows when Mrs. Xie handed over the manuscript to the master's mother, maybe this is the will of heaven in the dark."

"The general knows that after the death of the master's mother, the lord was very injured and sick. But when the lord woke up that day, he said that he had dreamed of his mother, and suddenly he wanted to look through the things that his mother had left behind, and he found this manuscript."

"Today, this manuscript is back in your hands." As he spoke, he handed over the manuscript with both hands.

Xie Yangui stared intently for a while before reaching out to take it.

It's obviously a light volume, but it feels heavy in your hand.

She held the manuscript in her arms and saluted Uncle Hu.

"Girl, you don't have to be so polite, I can watch you grow up, I can do something for you, I'm happy in my heart." Uncle Hu smiled and patted Xie Yangui on the shoulder.

"The situation is special, I can't stay longer, let's leave it at that. In the future, if I have the opportunity, I will take your husband to Liaobei for a spin, and I will invite you to drink!"

Although Xie Yangui really wanted to keep him for a meal or talk again, she also knew in her heart how much risk he had taken when he came here.

She saluted solemnly again.

After separating from Uncle Hu, Xie Yan returned to her residence, she did not immediately look through the manuscript, she always felt that she needed to make some mental preparations.

"Are you alright?" An Yang came to her side and asked with concern, they came back together. new

Xie Yangui shook his head, thought for a moment and asked her, "Anyang, do you remember my mother?"

"Aunt Xie? Of course I do!" An Yang nodded, although she didn't know why Xie Yangui asked, she had never asked before.

"Shall I tell you about my aunt?" She took the initiative to speak, "In my memory, my aunt was a fiery person, and I always thought she was very godly in the past!"

Hearing An Yang say this, Xie Yangui thought about it carefully, but he was a little impressed.

Although she was only four years old at the time, she remembers her mother coming in briskly from outside the house and picking her up in a circle.

There was nothing wrong with her mother, but she was so dizzy that her eldest brother rescued her.

Just thinking about it, An Yang's voice continued to come, "What should I say exactly? Once I went to your house to go out with your fourth brother,

Tomorrow there won't be a cloud on the morrow, but my aunt asked us to prepare a poncho, and then it really rained."

"Another time, who is there in Beijing? Anyway, I want to do a happy event, and your fourth brother and I were going to join in the fun, but she stopped us. Later, the house went flooding, and many people were injured."

"And more! When your aunt was pregnant with you, everyone said that this time it was a boy again, but she was sure that what she had in her womb from the beginning would definitely be a daughter, and when you were born, it was really a girl!"

After many years, Anyang's memories of Mrs. Xie are a little vague, but she still remembers these things vividly.

She picked out the things she still remembered, and told Xie Yangui in detail one by one.

Even when she speaks, she thinks of her deceased lover again and again, but she still smiles and tells her friends.

Xie Yangui listened carefully to her, she had no impression of these things at all.

I only remember that when she was a child, her father loved her, her mother loved her, and her brothers also regarded her as a treasure.

It's a pity that everything stayed when she was four years old, she was too young at that time, and after the last illness, some things were blurred.

"Anyang, thank you." Xie Yan got up and hugged Anyang, how could she not see her sadness?

"Hey, what's the matter, it's worth saying thank you? I'm fine, and when I talk to you about it, I realize that we still have so many memories." An Yang smiled and patted Xie Yangui's back.

She knew that her friend wouldn't ask out of nowhere for no reason, but she didn't ask much.

Accompanied Xie Yangui to talk again, and Anyang left.

Closing the door, Xie Yangui sighed lightly, went to the bedside to pick up the manuscript, sat at the table and opened the first page.

In the Xie family's old mansion, there is indeed not much left for Xie Yangui, and in fact, Xie Yan does not have much about the Xie family in his hands.

In the past, Xie Yangui was raised by Xie Yangui's side, and he had read the letters between his aunt and his mother, and he had heard his aunt say that his mother's words were like ghost paintings.

Xie Yangui has always remembered this matter clearly.

After turning the first page of the manuscript, she was sure that it was a manuscript left by her mother, Mrs. Xie, and the words on it were really like ghost drawings.

couldn't help but smile, Xie Yangui looked seriously.

Unexpectedly, the opening chapter was what An Yang had just said to her.

[Yesterday I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I was going to have a daughter, and I was very happy in my heart, and I said to my husband, and he immediately pulled me to bed. What kind of system does the blue sky become! Hey! 】

[It is said that I became ugly after pregnancy, it must be a boy, I looked left and right in the mirror, fart, my mother is the most beautiful! I also beat my husband for this, but he still can't beat me anyway. 】

Seeing this, Xie Yangui blinked, and some memories couldn't help but appear in her mind, she seemed to have seen the scene of her mother hammering her father with her hands, and her father had a smile on his face, and he didn't hide, but only smiled to hug his mother.

[Sure enough, I gave birth to a daughter, and the whole family was so happy, but the old lady is the descendant of the hexagram family, how can she be wrong? 】