Later, Chun Tao had already put down the bowl, and Shu Ya didn't eat a few bites, then shook her head, saying that she didn't want to eat anymore, only leaning on Chun Tao's shoulder, looking at the ground with empty eyes.

When Shu Yao saw it, she stepped forward to replace Chun Tao, holding Shu Ya in one hand, and gently wiping the tears on her cheeks with a handkerchief in the other.

Seeing this, Chun Tao sighed silently, beckoned another big girl, Chunxia, and took Liu's mother and Qiu Shuang to eat and arrange accommodation.

There was no one else in the house, only the two sisters Shu Ya Shu were left, and they were quiet for a while.

After a while, Shu Ya suddenly raised her hand, touched under the pillow, took out a turquoise bracelet, hugged it in her arms, and said softly:

"This is what he gave me...... When he said that he was married, he took a trip to Yongzhou by going out to study, and secretly watched me...... I bought this bracelet when I came back......"

In an instant, Shu Yao's tears overflowed. She thought that her sister might be troubled by her mother-in-law in her mother-in-law's house, and it was difficult to adapt to the place where she was unfamiliar, afraid that she would never see her brother-in-law, blind marriage and dumb marriage, and the two had many discords together, but she didn't think about the biggest misfortune and sorrow now. She didn't know what to say, so she could only hug Shu Ya tightly.

Shu Ya cherished the bracelet, looked at it with a good eye, looked at it for a while, slowly turned her head, looked at Shu Yao, the tears in her eyes slowly accumulated, she said:

"He was so happy when he found out that I was pregnant. That night, I said I wanted to eat the pickled radish skin of Shuangfuzhai...... The next day, I waited at home for him to come back from school, and I waited for a long time...... The little servants carried him back, saying that the horse was frightened, and the eldest young master fell off the horse...... I settled him down, and he couldn't even say a word......"

"Later, I smelled pickled radishes from the clothes he had changed...... I found out that he had gone to buy me pickled radish skins...... Shu Yao, I'm ...... I ......"

Shu Ya choked up and couldn't speak, tears flowed down her face, and her shoulders trembled. Shu Yao hugged her tightly, let her tears fall on her shoulders, only patted her back gently, and said over and over again:

"It's not your fault, it's not your ......"

She felt Shu Ya shaking her head her shoulders, and the sadness in her heart was tight, her sister, without the protection of her mother, picked up the burden of the housekeeper very early, and it was easy to marry a happy Lang Jun, but in a year, such a thing happened, God, why is it so cruel?

Shu Ya was so sad, her body was weak, she cried and cried, and fell asleep on Shu Yao's shoulder. Shu Yao put her down gently, and even if she fell asleep, she couldn't sleep steadily, sometimes frightened, sometimes crying.

Shu Yao called Chun Tao, asked her to move a low couch and put it next to Shu Ya, and lay down on her own clothes, taking a look at Shu Ya from time to time. The night passed quickly, and it was only when it was time to fall asleep in a daze, only to be soon woken up by the sound outside.

Shu Yao woke up from the couch, looked up at Shu Ya, and saw that she had woken up, looking at the top of the tent with her eyes open. It was still dark outside, and there were low, chaotic voices coming in, probably preparing for a funeral.

Shu Yao got up and turned on the lamp, and Mother Xu, Mother Liu, and others who were waiting outside the door walked in gently, busy dressing the two sisters.

Compared with the first time I saw it last night, Shu Ya's face was a little better, but she was still a little weak, and she was a little swaying. After getting dressed, Shu Ya took the initiative to eat, and everyone was a little happy in their hearts.

After only two bites, Chun Tao lifted the curtain and said:

"The old lady is coming this way!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a slight footstep, Liang's mother appeared first with the curtain, followed by a group of people, the first was a woman about forty years old, combed a round bun, wore a few white jade hairpins on her inky hair, and inserted a plain silver comb grate. The figure is neither fat nor thin, not tall or short, amiable and gentle at a closer look, but with a shadow under his eyes, showing fatigue and sadness. Dressed in a light cyan almost white shirt, the whole body looks extremely elegant.