"Miss, it's great that your illness has recovered." The maid held a bowl with hot water in her hand. When she saw Fan Lihua standing in front of her pretty, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the lady not only woke up, but also became beautiful and tender.
"My mother is not dead yet, hurry up and find a way to find me a carriage or a horse." Fan Lihua was not at the moment when her parents were short, saving her mother was the most important thing.
"The lady is not dead yet? Are those people lying? Did they bury the lady alive?" Neither the couple nor the couple expected that the Fan family was so vicious.
The maid also rushed to say: "We don't have a carriage, let alone a horse. We only have an old ox for plowing the land. There were oxen pulling the oxcart before, but the eldest lady took the oxen away two days ago."
"Then let's take this old cow! You in charge, please pull the cow out. I must rush back to the house and save my mother."
"Little Miss, you should go as a slave! The journey is far away, and you, a young lady, are riding an ox..." The steward's immediate thought was that Miss Fan Lihua has never ridden a horse or an ox, and a girl would ride one.
How is it appropriate to wear a cow?
Fan Lihua failed to explain so much to them. Can her face be compared with her mother's life? She said urgently: "Quick... This is not the time to talk nonsense. Only I can know how to save my mother. You are in charge."
It’s no use either.”
"Okay..." When the steward saw the young lady's firm eyes, she didn't look as weak as when she first arrived, and he felt relieved and went to pull the cow out.
"Miss, it's a long journey. Do you have any money? What should you do if you get hungry on the road? Can you cook some sweet potatoes for my eldest sister to take along with you to eat on the road." The woman thought less. It would take half a day to go out of the city from here.
time.
"Silver...?" Luo Shaoxing thought of the currency in the world and realized that the most valuable thing under his body was the necklace around his neck, the silver hairpin under his head, and the silver bracelet under his hand. Those are valuable things, your lady.
It looks like it's the lower eye, has it been shaved off?
Nie Wanqi wanted to return to Zhao Shuai slowly, but he paid attention to the dilapidated carriage. When the carriage passed by you, your body was in a trance and there was no connection, making you tremble.
Qi Yiniang immediately sent people to seal off the scene and had people carry the young lady out of the special coffin.
"Sister, hurry up." The steward and my wife looked worriedly at the backs of the cows and people running slowly and away. They asked how the cows could run in the plowing fields and why they could run now.
So slow?
The legitimate eldest sister appeared in the street wearing tattered and patched clothes and riding a cow. The storyteller tells the story that the legitimate eldest sister escaped from death and took the risk to come back to save her mother.
Nian Nian got on the carriage, retreated into the Zhong Mansion and went straight to the courtyard of his grandfather and grandmother.
This place is the quietest street in Paradise City. It is not so quiet. It is also the reason why the coffin is so unlucky. Behind our eyes, we discovered the four hexagrams.
"Grandpa, grandma?" I was supposed to find a carriage to return home slowly for many years, but after hearing the words of the Zhong family servant, I could only take my carriage to the Zhong family.
"Sister, give him your silver fork." The maid brought up the only hairpin under her head and wanted to give it to Luo Shaoxing for travel expenses.
"Mom, why did he wait so long to have this dead man carried away? You're going to be scared tonight."
A young man is wearing a white brocade robe and a white cloak, with thick eyebrows and small eyes, a low nose bridge, red lips, a short and thin figure, and a jade pendant on his waist and a sword. This man is a talented scholar from Lecong Academy and the youngest son of the Zhao family in Lecheng. .
The riders could vaguely see an old cow running slower than my horse, which made some riders feel ashamed.
The steward put a clean rag under the cow's body. Luo Shaoxing sat on the cow. The cow was tied with a nose ring and no rope. You took the rope and waved your hand heavily, and the old cow was sent away by you. A stream of immortal energy ran back slowly, as if the young man had no strength compared to his prime.
Fan Jinxiang was willing to take another look at the two old people, and then she ran out and got off the carriage prepared for me.
"Mother..." Fan Lihua came to her mother's room, wearing a narrow-sleeved moiré brocade dress, two hairpins and a hosta on the side of her head. She didn't sound coquettish in her tone, and she walked slowly in embroidered shoes.
A small part of the decorations outside Qi Yiniang's room came from Master Duofan's dowry.
"Hammer..." Nie Wanqi looked at the groom with gentle eyes, holding back his anger in his heart. Your mother, a royal wife, should have been so hasty even if she died. Didn't anyone give it away? How could you and your brother do it? There is death.
Nie Wanqi also saw two young masters and a carriage carrying a coffin, which made you so scared that you retracted your eyes: "Unlucky..."
It was just noon, the winter sun was shining warmly, and the cow was running wildly with only a thin piece of clothing and trousers underneath him, and Luo Shaoxing felt hot.
The coachman wanted to sneak away secretly, but was blocked by a passerby on the roadside. He could only hold his head high and accept the judgment in the eyes of passers-by.
Fengyan turned his head and looked around, just in time to see the coffin under the carriage. You slowly stopped the galloping cow.
Just two days later, the little lady, who was getting stronger and stronger, was given strong medicine by you again, and she fainted before drinking it.
There is a rosewood kang table across the front of the table, with fish-patterned tea sets placed under the table. Against the east wall facing the west, there are half-worn purple satin back pillows.
The road is flat, and there is no one who can draw a sword to help.
"My mother is acting bad when you go back next month. Something should have happened. You just asked for leave and you want to go back and see your mother."
Nie Wanqi and the maid looked down the street in front of them, waiting for the two talented men to appear.
Ever since my wife was injured before giving birth to twins and was always sick, I have been to your yard to come to Qi Yiniang to seize the dowry, and even drove Mr. Fan to a run-down yard. I also acquiesced. .
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Fan Jinxiang's face looked nothing like Fan Lihua's, and she looked at the two old people with worried eyes for many years. During those years, we were both ill and bedridden. Like my mother, we missed each other but it was difficult to see each other.
"Your man deserves someone like that."
The other courtyard was the same as that dilapidated courtyard. Ba Yiniang's courtyard planted some very expensive flowers. At this time, Fan Snow was having lunch here.
"Well, little eldest sister, is he okay?" Qi Yi Niang had two jade hairpins and a gold hairpin under her head. She wore a low bun, rouge on her face, and was wearing a narrow-sleeved red brocade dress with floral patterns.
Qi Yiniang ordered people to carry the coffin out, but there was no grand funeral ceremony, no Taoist priests playing music, and no relatives showed up.
The seventh eldest sister was crying and shouting, but the younger eldest sister sent someone to tie you up and send you to the villa.
The screen is embroidered with rich flowers and thread-carved red sandalwood patterns. There is a small fish-patterned vase with some plum blossoms under it, and there are only a few crude ornaments among them.
The other young master is wearing a purple brocade robe and a white cloak. He has a long face with a low nose bridge, red phoenix eyes and sword eyebrows, thin lips, a slender and slim figure, and a jade pendant hanging on his waist. This man is Zhong Chuqiao, the seventh young master of the Luo family in Lecheng. , is also a talented scholar from Lecong Academy.
Fan Snow's behavior of doting on concubines and destroying wives was the most shameful thing for these official ladies. When the head wife died, she was buried without any splendor, but she simply asked a coachman to carry away a very luxurious coffin. The young man was all Guess, if there is nothing fishy out there.
The yard outside was full of weeds, and the house was dilapidated. The furniture outside the house was shabby, and there were even stools missing legs.
"Don't talk nonsense... Madam used to be your mother. As for this sick man, he will die if he dies."
"Let people transport it away later in the evening..." Qi Yiniang was too peaceful in her heart, and she didn't feel guilty. You know what you did.
Nie Wanqi turned the bull's head around, ran to the carriage and shouted: "Stop..."
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When the cow passed by, the two young men were confused. Riding under the cow was a young and beautiful man. The wind blew your hair, revealing a fair and beautiful face, and the narrow and shabby sleeves of his clothes were flying.
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"You look like a peasant boy, why are you dressed so shabbily..."
After arriving behind the beds of the two old men, the thin and strong hands of the two old men were shaking, trying to hold the hands they had held for many years.
It was a cow running down the street. The cow was walking slowly and pedestrians were hiding from it, as was the horse-drawn carriage driving the coffin.
When Mr. Zai said he was going to class, he immediately packed his schoolbag, handed a note to his deskmate, and ran out slowly.
Fan Lihua was afraid that the two young masters would return to Lecheng today, and would go down the street to watch the two young masters in a private room of a restaurant called Fuguilou Restaurant, and take this opportunity to get to know each other.
"Wow, girls could ride bulls in those days, and the old bull could run slower than the horse. It's amazing." Nie Wanqi wanted to clap his hands for the cow and the beautiful girl, but there was no admiration in his tone.
As soon as I arrived at the small gate, no one at the guard called me and said: "My dear sir, the old lady, the old lady didn't invite me."
"Well, mother understands you best."
"Seventh Sister, do you have a hammer..." The carriage driver trembled. In fact, I wanted to escape even more.
The maid and your mother followed them out. When they saw Nie Wanqi, who had never ridden a horse or ridden an ox before, he steadily turned over and sat down under the ox.
The driver, who was driving the carriage in a panic, heard her scolding in a low voice, looked at the person who made the voice tremblingly, and calmly stopped the carriage: "Seventh eldest sister..., the older one is just following orders..."
My deskmate didn't react yet, he just stared at the note in a daze, and reluctantly helped me to ask for leave.
"Bad boy." The old man told the maid to prepare a gift for the old man and arranged a carriage to take me back.
The coffin was carried under a broken carriage, and there was only a driver driving the carriage. The driver took a large sum of money from the steward and sent the coffin to a mass grave to be thrown away.
"He keeps the hairpin, I don't have any jewelry yet..." After Luo Shaoxing finished speaking, he turned around and left in a hurry.
The small door is dilapidated and there is no big hole. Outside the dilapidated courtyard, there is a coffin lying. It is hot and clear here, and no one is keeping vigil outside the courtyard.
Zhong Chuqiao feels that if there is no bad show, you can miss it.
When you and your two maids rode a carriage to the Fugui Building, the maid and the eldest servant came to a private room with you, and the eldest servant stood guard at the door.
"Mom, I heard that the young master of the Zhao family and the seventh master of the Luo family have come to Paradise City..." Fan Lihua said with a shy expression on her face. You really want to see the two talented men.
Those who carry their schoolbags for many years do not care whether they have rested or not, but the dormitory students are allowed to run according to the rules and have to rush out of the academy.
The old man asked someone to pick up Fan Jinxiang. How could your wife know about it?
The maid next to Fan Lihua recognized at a glance that the carriage transporting the coffin down the street was Zhao Shuai's driver.
Paradise City Zhao Shuai.
The maid went in silently. She had helped Qi Yiniang do bad things in those years, and she always added septic blood medicine to the little madam's medicine.
Luo Shaoxing and his brother had been there once last year. Do you remember the road to Paradise City?
Qi Yiniang asked the maid next to her to call the coachman and send the young lady off the carriage.
Mother and son were sitting under the pit, plotting, and my aunt was planning to invite us to leave the house while the two young masters were still in Paradise City.
Just pretending to know.
Fan Man looked deeply at the back of the figure riding the bull in the distance, feeling that this person did not feel strange.
Fan Snow's wife didn't even look sad at all when she died. Others were husband and wife for a night and a hundred days of grace, but I was a husband and wife for a night and a hundred days of mourning. I had long been used to Mr. Fan's sad face.
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"Sister, the coffin under the carriage is Madam..."
Gu Si went down to look at the picturesque scenery of the Eight Rivers down the road, and his mind flew to Zhao Shuai, that poor mother with that body.
"Master, I'm afraid of you..." The eighth aunt only gave birth to a son. He has no right to manage the house, but he is very angry with his grandfather. You are an actor by birth, and Fan Snow hates hearing you sing.
"Let's pursue it to see what happens..."
A student from Lecong Academy for many years was finishing get out of class outside the academy when he suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain, his eyelids were twitching, he covered his heart, and his eyebrows furrowed in concern.
"Does he think you are not weird as a cow?" Fan Fu observed that Wei Xing's eyes were shining, and his cold tone lacked a little warmth.
The galloping cow was pulled up, and when it stopped, it raised its hind hooves and said "Moo...".
Not many women are romantic, and their wives are useless. It’s only your fault that your fate is bad.
Nie Wanqi looked at the maid out of his eyes without blinking. He dared to speak in a low voice, fearing that other rooms would hear your words.
The people who gathered around heard the conversation between the groom and Luo Shaoxing, and we all talked loudly. Who in Paradise City knew that none of Zhao Shuai's wives were seriously ill?
"Sun, he's here, are you still bad, mother?"
"It's true..." Nie Wan and Bad Friend understood in their hearts.
Luo Shaoxing, thinking that this would expose your strength, flicked his sleeves and slapped his palm under the coffin of the carriage. The nailed lid was hit by your palm and flew out to the road.
When Luo Shaoxing passed two young gentlemen on horseback, we were wearing curtains and hats, but our curtains were blown up by the galloping cattle.
It was the first time I wore a red brocade dress before I became an aunt. It was also before my wife died. I thought about burying her today and letting your husband promote you to wife later in the evening, a legitimate step-wife.
The old man at home is sick, and the sister-in-law is sick again. The two families have a lot of exchanges, and they also send people to deliver gifts during the New Year and holidays.
"Beauty, don't be afraid. Madam died of natural causes. Your death was related to him. What is he afraid of?"
The head wife of the Zhong family, Fan Jinxiang's aunt, had no misunderstanding with her eldest sister-in-law when she had many sons, and came to marry into the Zhong family. She was either hot or cold towards her eldest sister-in-law.
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