He knew that Zhao was going through a difficult situation, but he didn't know if this would be useful. He hoped that doing so would give Zhao some strength.
Waiting for this process is difficult and torturing, but they are very patient.
At this time, Mrs. Zhao was already deeply trapped in the painful memories of the past.
To restore memory is to experience the past memories bit by bit and re-experience the joy, anger, sorrow and joy at that time.
Her memories of seventeen years were condensed into this night.
Su Sanlang and the others had a hard time waiting, and so did Zhao.
She kept Su Xiaolu's words in her heart and said over and over again in her heart that it didn't matter how painful the past memories were, her future would be happy. She had four children and a husband who loved her. Her eldest son was
He is a great scholar and has great martial arts skills. His second son has already won the top prize in high school. His daughter was married to the eldest prince in three years. His younger daughter is a miracle doctor.
Ms. Zhao deeply remembered that when her consciousness was blurred, she saw herself as a child.
This feeling was very strange. It was as if she was watching how she grew up as a child from someone else's perspective.
Qi Xinyue's confession was correct, she was not good to herself at all.
When she was a child, she liked her sister Yan Zhenzhen and her brother Yan Zhiyuan very much. She and Yan Zhenzhen were less than two years apart. At that time, she didn't know that her mother was dead, so when Yan Zhenzhen was born, she liked them very much.
She would lie beside the bed, look at Yan Zhenzhen quietly, and let Yan Zhenzhen hold her hand.
Qi Xinyue would push her away and ask the nanny to take her down.
These memories are not many. When she was four years old, she wanted to take Yan Zhenzhen to play, but Qi Xinyue refused.
Yan Zhenzhen and Qi Xinyue lived and ate together. She was envious when she saw them, and she actually wanted to live with her.
But this is impossible.
Lonely, she asked the nanny next to her why her sister could live with her mother but she couldn't.
The wet nurse hugged her and sighed and said, "Poor young lady, you are not her biological child. Your biological mother passed away when she gave birth to you, and the second young lady is her biological child, so she will take the second young lady with her."
Without you'.
For a child over four years old, she seems to understand this. She still cannot understand the joys and sorrows of people, but she understands that she and her sister do not have the same mother. Her mother is dead, and she will never be able to understand it.
If she can't see her mother, she will never be loved by her mother like a sister.
So, she is sick.
Looking at the memories of the past, Ms. Zhao's heart felt like a knife.
It was also from this time on that she longed for Qi Xinyue's motherly love to give her a little more.
Therefore, she gave Yan Zhenzhen the things she liked very much. She gave half of the gifts she brought back from her grandfather's house to Yan Zhenzhen. Qi Xinyue looked much better when she saw her face. She thought this was maternal love.
When Yan Zhiyuan was born, Qi Xinyue encountered dystocia.
Yan Zhenzhen was so frightened that she cried loudly. It was she who held back her tears and hugged Yan Zhenzhen to comfort her.
She was also very sad. She just didn't cry loudly. Tears of sadness and worry kept falling. At that time, she was thinking about whether her mother had the same feeling when she gave birth to her.
It was so painful that her mother didn't survive it.
Qi Xinyue finally got through it and gave birth to Yan Zhiyuan smoothly.
Yan Zhenzhen and she both went to see Qi Xinyue. Qi Xinyue was very cold to her and told her to go away. She said something very strange, 'You cold-blooded little monster, I'm hurting you for nothing, get out.'
Yan Zhenzhen didn't understand, so she lay beside Qi Xinyue and cried.
She didn't understand either. She went to comfort Yan Zhenzhen and said that her sister wouldn't cry, but Qi Xinyue pushed her away. His cold eyes were like a knife, piercing her heart. The heartbreaking pain made her extremely sad. She cried.
But Qi Xinyue was even more disgusted when she saw it.
At that time, she didn't understand that it was disgusting.
All she knows is that from this time on, she won't see Yan Zhenzhen very often, and she won't see her father much either.
During the few times they met, Yan Zhenzhen always forcefully took over everything she liked.
She didn't fight or grab, and she gave it to Yan Zhenzhen when he asked for it. She wanted to play with Yan Zhenzhen, just like going to other people's homes and seeing other people's sisters.
But after Yan Zhenzhen took something, she would fall out. She said, 'You are not my biological sister. Who knows what you are worried about. If I trust you too much, what will you do to harm me?'
Every time she hears these words, she will be very sad.
But every time we go to Qijia together, Yan Zhenzhen will be very affectionate to her. Yan Zhenzhen is very lively and cheerful, and her laughter is as clear as a bell. Wherever Yan Zhenzhen is, everyone's eyes will be on her.
, everyone in the Qi family said she was a pistachio.
In fact, she also thinks so. Even if Yan Zhenzhen changes often, she still likes this sister very much.
As she grew up, Qi Xinyue became colder and colder towards her.
Qi Xinyue didn't like her now that she was the governor, so she would go to Qi Xinyue less often.
The nanny who took care of her said, "The eldest lady is very blessed. Good times are still to come. Your grandfather will definitely find a good marriage for you. The eldest lady will definitely be treated well. By then, all the grievances of the eldest lady will be gone."
All disappeared.'
She remembered what the wet nurse said, and the thirteen-year-old girl was very happy.
Even if she felt this memory again, Ms. Zhao felt the same as her former self, happy and looking forward to it.
That year, her gentle grandmother often took her to many banquets, and she met Sun Yangxin.
Sun Yang was reading poetry and books, and both of them blushed with embarrassment.
When they first met, the two of them didn't say a word.
But not long after returning home, news came from my grandmother that she wanted to get engaged.
At that time, she was fourteen.
After meeting Minglu and making an engagement, she and Sun Yangxin began to correspond.
Sun Yangxin often goes out and he likes to write to him about things he encounters.
And he also hoped that she would reply like this.
Her life was very quiet, her three meals a day didn't change much, she just embroidered and played the piano, and she rarely had the chance to leave the house. After she got engaged, she couldn't leave the house.
Sun Yangxin said in letters one after another, "There is a small stream in the small temple in the south of the city, and there are shrimps and crabs in it. I will take her to see it in the future."
‘There is a theater on West Street, and the opera singers are very good. In the future, we can go to the theater together, and we can also write our own storybooks and let them practice the opera’
In such letters one after another, the two gradually became connected and developed feelings for each other.
The date of their marriage was set after she turned seventeen and when she was about to turn eighteen.
At that time, they would exchange letters every two days.
Sun Yangxin wrote a lot of poems to her. Each sentence seems to be nothing unique, but it is an acrostic poem. When connected, the short words are full of lovesickness and expectation.
She was shy and happy, and Mrs. Zhao felt the same way, but she was also deeply pained, because she was not entirely Yan Mian, she was still Mrs. Zhao.
As the wedding day approached, Qi Xinyue took her out to offer incense and pray for blessings.