Within a few days, most of the things for the burial of Zong Tianbao were ready, except for one coffin that had not yet been painted.
Lord Zong couldn't bear it anymore and fell ill, so he took leave of absence and took bed rest. Mrs. Zong seemed to have had her soul taken away, leaving only an empty body.
However, Jiang Nuan did not slack off at all. She massaged Zong Tianbao's limbs every day and fed him soup several times a day.
She even put aside her initial shyness and always talked to him.
But even so, Zong Tianbao's breathing was getting weaker and weaker.
On this day Jiang Nuan came over to have dinner with Mrs. Zong again, and looked out the window at the peach blossoms in the courtyard in full bloom.
"Auntie, can I break a peach blossom and put it in the Tianbao house later?" Jiang Nuan looked at the peach blossoms blooming brightly and thought that if she broke a peach blossom and put it in a vase, it would be beautiful to decorate in the house.
"Which one you like, ask them to fold it and bring it to you." Mrs. Zong said, "There is a Yingqing plain amphorae in Tianbao's house, which is specially used for flower arrangement."
That bottle was left by Mrs. Zongtai, Zong Tianbao's grandmother. A porcelain bottle can last longer than his son's. How unfair is God!
"I'll eat with you first. After eating, I can fold it myself. I'm very strong." Jiang Nuan's smile was very beautiful, festive and warm.
After working hard day and night these days, Jiang Nuan has lost a lot of weight, but he is still full of energy and loves to laugh.
Facing her smile, Mrs. Zong couldn't help but have some hope in her heart.
It's just that this hope is as light as the morning mist, and cannot be protected by the wind or the sun.
Zong Yuxiang is also sick. She has some irregularities in her qi and blood. Now she is tired and suffering, and just in time for menstruation, she has some redness.
The doctor specifically told me to get up and rest for a few days, otherwise there would be future troubles.
Zong Yuwei's great-grandmother was also seriously ill, so she couldn't come every day. Even if she came, she wouldn't stay long and would have to go back in half a day.
All members of the clan were filled with sorrow, as if they had no hope for the future.
Only Jiang Nuan can hold on better than anyone else, and she firmly believes that Zong Tianbao will get better than anyone else.
After dinner, Jiang Nuan broke off a large sprig of peach blossoms, filled the water in a Yingqing bottle, and inserted the branch into it.
The servants were all sullen, unable to cheer up for anything they did.
Jiang Nuan knew that almost everyone was about to give up, but she didn't!
She must let Zong Tianbao wake up.
She has had a bad temper since she was a child, and she will stick to it until the end as long as she is determined to do something.
"Just put it on the small table next to the bed!" Jiang Nuan said to the maid, "Open the window, the weather is so nice."
The weather outside the window is so beautiful that no matter who takes a look at it, they can't bear to let it down.
"The doctor said it's best not to open the window," the maid said, "I'm afraid the young master might catch a cold."
Zong Tianbao's head injury was no joke.
The windows have been kept tightly closed these days, just to avoid the possibility of drafts leaking in.
"Don't be afraid of such a nice weather. This room is almost soaked with the smell of medicine," Jiang Nuan frowned and said, "Your young master likes to play, so he doesn't like the smell of medicine. The spring wind can wake up the flowers and plants, and it can also wake him up.
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When Jiang Nuan was sick when she was a child, her grandmother put her under the big pear tree in the yard, letting the wind blow and looking at the clouds, and she would feel much better.
Zong Tianbao is so naughty, he definitely doesn't like to keep it in the house.
"Is this... I'm afraid it won't work. Let me go and ask the madam and the eldest lady what they want." The maid was worried about getting into trouble.
"Go ahead!" Jiang Nuan understood their concerns, "Just say it was my idea."
The maid went, and Mrs. Zong thought for a moment and said, "Just listen to her!"
It has reached this point, and it is no longer something that can be forced by human power.
The window was opened, and sunlight, warm wind, and the fragrance of flowers poured into the room.
Jiang Nuan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and whispered to Zong Tianbao: "You bastard, don't sleep! Wake up quickly and accompany me to the lake to enjoy the spring scenery. If you don't wake up, I will ignore you and go home."
went!"
Zong Tianbao remained motionless, but Jiang Nuan just felt that he could hear him.
"Do you know? Mother Sang was angry with me. She said she wouldn't let me marry you," Jiang Nuan said dullly, "I didn't listen to her. She cried and scolded me, saying that I would jump into the fire pit.
When you wake up, the first thing you do is accompany me to see her. She will definitely be happy and won't be angry again!"
Two small white butterflies flew into the house and flew around the peach branches.
Jiang Nuan narrowed his eyes and softly hummed a ditty he had heard when he was a child.
That night, Zong Tianbao still lost his breath.
The Zong family was wailing, and the whole house was silent.
The Marquis and his wife were so devastated that they could not even entertain the guests. Zong Yuxiang tried his best to support them, but fortunately, her husband and her husband's family helped.
Jiang Nuan protected Zong Tianbao's body and refused to allow anyone to carry him away.
"Just wait a little longer!" Jiang Nuan begged, "Maybe he will wake up at dawn!"
In the end, the two ladies from the Zong family pulled Jiang Nuan away in tears.
"Ah Nuan, the matter is over, let him rest in peace as soon as possible! How can he feel at ease when you are so reluctant to part with him?" Zong Yuxiang cried while hugging Jiang Nuan.
"No, eldest sister, he drank soup during dinner, and his fingers moved slightly!" Jiang Nuan cried, "He should be waking up soon."
"Ah Nuan, the doctor said it was a return of light." Zong Yuwei also burst into tears.
Jiang Nuan wasn't too attached to Zong Tianbao. To be honest, she didn't have any romantic feelings for him.
I just regret that he is too young, and I just want him to get well and live.
She herself has experienced the heartbreaking pain of the death of a loved one, so she doesn't want her family to experience it too.
Especially for so many days, she had personally taken care of Zong Tianbao and watched him become so emaciated that he was almost inhuman shape. The feeling could no longer be explained clearly in just one or two sentences.
The mourning hall has been set up and Zong Tianbao was placed in the coffin.
Because he was young and died in infancy, he could not enter his ancestor's grave. He would be buried in the countryside three days after his death.
The Jiang family used to come to visit him every now and then, but now that they heard that Zong Tianbao was dead, they all naturally came here.
Jiang Yinzhi was busy helping with the cooking, while Meng went to the inner house to accompany Mrs. Zong.
Even Jiang Qing looked after Jiang Nuan and comforted her with red eyes, full of sisterly love.
All those who came to express their condolences praised the Jiang family for their kindness and righteousness.
In fact, Jiang Yinzhi and his wife had already discussed this before coming.
Then he proposed to the Zong family that the two of them should be buried together, and everyone in the Zong family agreed.
In this way, it not only solidified the relationship between the two in-laws, but also made the Zong family feel more indebted to the Jiang family. At the same time, it made people feel that the Jiang family trained their daughters well, which really killed three birds with one stone.
