"Girl?" Seeing that the hookah had not spoken for a long time, Jade Yu looked at her directly, and her tone couldn't help but worry.

After a long breath, the hookah eased her senses, she tried her best to calm the emotions surging in her eyes, her eyes glanced at the two people beside the bed, and shook her head comfortingly, only to feel that her eyelids were sinking more and more.

Thinking that the medicine was working, she closed her eyes slightly, waved her hand slightly at the two, and ordered them to go out.

The hostas glanced at each other and retreated to the door.

I only heard the sound of the curtain outside, and the breeze blew in, lifting the half-lifted curtain slightly, and there was only silence left in the room.

The hookah slowly opened her eyes, glanced around, and it was already hazy in front of her, she half-lowered her eyes, and inadvertently touched the jade bracelet on her wrist.

This is the last time she saw her mother Wang's childhood, Wang took it off and gave it to her, she clearly remembered that Wang's black hair was soaked with sweat at that time, and her body was red, she was only six years old at the time, and she didn't know anything at the age, she only knew how to hold her mother's hand and kept crying.

The mother on the side hugged her fifth brother who had just landed, and she also dragged her down with tears, and then she became very sick, and her body became weaker and weaker.

She always remembered how miserable Wang was when she passed away, and also remembered what Wang told her to learn to be more obedient, so that she could be raised under the knees of the future lady as soon as possible......

But she forgot everything completely, so that she was sent step by step by the Shen family to the Zhao family, who ate people and did not spit out bones, and under the name of a "count's lady", she entertained her husband inside and out, and finally fell into the fate of an abandoned woman.

There was another pain in her heart, and her hand holding the bracelet trembled uncontrollably, only to feel that her throat was dry and unbearable.

After a while, she slowly got off the bed, her toes touched the ground, the touch was cold, she walked with difficulty, and her heart hardened step by step. endured the discomfort, only felt weak, staggered and almost fell to the ground, only to stand firmly, and slowly reached a few tea bowls.

When she held the tea bowl in both hands and ate it in a big gulp, she saw a burst of light dazzling.

It was the curtain that was lifted.

"My God, what's wrong with you, girl?" A slightly hoarse voice sounded, and someone hurriedly rushed towards her, and the hookah was forcibly helped to the bed: "These lazy girls, the master doesn't know how to come in and serve when he wakes up!" The man turned towards the courtyard and deliberately raised his voice a little.

There was a lot of movement in the house, and the hosta outside hurriedly picked up the curtain and came in to see, this hosta was a delicate girl, seeing this, she hurriedly stepped forward to accompany her: "Mother is angry, the servants don't dare anymore." ”

When the hookah heard this, he was stunned, and hurriedly raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him: this person was not confused, the corners of his eyes had already risen ravines, and his sporadic gray hair told the vicissitudes of the past.

Without thinking too much, Shisha recognized her at a glance as Mother Wang, who took care of her before returning to the Shen family in her previous life.

This Wang's mother is the old man beside her mother Wang, who came to the Shen family with her to marry, and after Wang's death, she has been staying by the hookah's side, taking care of her meticulously, and also making her feel the care of relatives other than her mother for the first time.

Seeing the smile on Wang's mother's face, her voice was still as gentle as ever: "The girl is still sick now, even if you have anything to do, just ask others to do it, don't endure it yourself, if you don't get sick, you will be sick." ”

The hookah couldn't hold back any longer, she finally cried, and she didn't realize that when the voice came out, it was so hoarse.

"Yo, what's going on?" Mother Wang looked at her crying heartbreak, and she didn't feel tears shining in her eyes, she only sighed slightly, and took her in her arms to carry her back.

"Talk to the old slave, don't look at the old slave as a stupid person, but he has more things than you, no matter how bad it is, I can listen to you and help you share some of the burden."

The hookah didn't answer, just shook his head slightly.

Mom didn't ask much, her subordinates moved very lightly, only comforted by the way, and after a while, I saw that the ups and downs on the hookah's back were smaller, and Xu was emotionally stable.

Shisha has always been a steady and self-controlled, and he holds all emotions by himself, and others can't guess it. Now such a careless indulgence is only in front of my mother. Others only thought that she had been sick for a long time, and she was nightmared.

Only she knows that this cry is full of venting, grievances, hatred for the Shen and Zhao families, as well as the joy of rebirth and longing for the old people.

In a fit of anger, the hookah left her mother, and saw that her shoulders were wet, and her eyes were red and teary eyes, but her subordinates were still holding on to her clothes, and they whimpered for a while.

Mom still had a smile on her face, sniffed, picked up the broken hair scattered on the sideburns and pinned it behind her ear, looked at her carefully, thought about it for a while, and finally opened her mouth: "I know that the girl is homesick outside, and then relax her heart, etc., the ancestor has always loved you, even if the eldest lady does not agree with you to go back, she will not ignore you." ”

Homesick? The hookah's eyes couldn't help revealing a chill, and she secretly slandered in her heart, how can she have a home now?!

Just now that she thinks of her grandmother, her heart tightens. When my grandmother didn't go to Kyoto, the hookah was kept in her house, she loved the hookah the most, and taught her the etiquette rules in person, only later she hid the back house, and no longer cared about the house, so that Sun allowed the sick hookah to be raised in the old house.

As everyone knows, abandoning her in the old mansion is condemning her life and death, leaving her to fend for herself.

The hookah smiled self-deprecatingly, hiding the coolness in his eyes, skimming the topic, and only whispering: "Mom, do you know when the family will send someone?" ”

"It's finally the end of this month, this matter is not urgent, you just have to take care of your illness, and you should take it back when the time comes." Mom saw her thoughts, just patted the hookah's jade hand, and said unhurriedly.

When the hookah heard this, he was silent, it was only the beginning of the month, and it was still early to estimate the end of the month.

No one knows, she's secretly planning what's next.

People should pave the way for their own life for a lifetime, let alone a person like hookah who struggles out of two lives. In her previous life, she was incompetent, and she waited for Ji Lu to be taken back to the Shen family that year, so that she achieved a political lie, and she will not waste her years in this life, and she missed the opportunity.