After the lunch break, Mingwei slowly stepped into Liujingtang.
"mother."
Mrs. Mingsan is folding paper ingots, which are for Empress Xuannu.
Seeing her coming in, he smiled and waved: "Come here."
Mingwei walked over and folded paper ingots under her mother's step-by-step instruction.
"When you were not well, my mother would come here every night to copy scriptures, and she never failed to do so."
Ming smiled: "I will copy it later."
Mrs. Mingsan asked: "Can you write?"
Mingwei nodded: "Mother Xuannu has taught me everything."
Mrs. Mingsan looked at her, her eyes gentle and filled with sadness: "What you look like now is really what my mother has dreamed of. It couldn't be better."
"Really?" Mingwei pinched a paper ingot and put it aside.
Mrs. Mingsan lowered her head and said while folding: "Persisting in something without results will inevitably lead to loneliness. Whenever I feel that I can't persist, my mother will think, if my Xiaoqi recovers from his illness, what will happen to him?
What does it look like? Her father is so smart, so she must be smart too. Sensible and filial..."
Mrs. Mingsan said, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
Mingwei reached out and hugged her: "Mom, don't be sad. From now on, I will be whatever you want me to be."
Mrs. Mingsan wiped away her tears, but said with a smile: "No, Xiaoqi, whatever you look like, mother likes you."
Mingwei was silent and said softly: "I'm... afraid of scaring you."
"What else could be more miserable than before? This is already very good. It's better than I could have imagined for my mother." Mrs. Mingsan touched her face, "So, don't worry, just do whatever you want.
.”
After saying that, she smiled and continued to fold the ingots with her head down.
Mingwei looked at her quietly.
She lost her mother when she was young and has been following Master as long as she can remember.
I also asked Master what my mother was like.
Master only said that she is a kind and good woman.
Mingwei has also imagined many times what it would be like if her mother were alive. She would make her clothes, wake her up when she was lying in bed, and feel extremely distressed when she was injured while practicing...
However these are all imaginations.
Now, she met Mrs. Mingsan.
Finally I know what a mother who loves her children looks like.
Although she felt a little sorry for Miss Mingqi, she still wanted to... take this kind of love as her own.
Therefore, those who disturb them must be cleaned up.
Mingwei continued to stack the ingots: "Mom, what kind of person is my fourth uncle?"
Mrs. Mingsan said: "Your fourth uncle is actually a very nice person. Even though he scolds us harshly, he actually treats us well. We are orphans and widowed, and your fourth uncle took care of our business outside. In the early years,
The annual rent for the shop and fields purchased by your father will be delivered to your mother on time. Anything good will be delivered to Yu Fangyuan first..."
"So, he is really a good person?"
Mrs. Mingsan's eyes flashed: "At least among your uncles, he is the best."
Mingwei nodded.
She heard the implication.
There is indeed something bad about the other uncles.
"Mom, I heard them say that when we came back from the capital, Yu Fangyuan was also haunted?"
Mrs. Mingsan paused for a moment.
"What happened next?"
Mrs. Mingsan smiled faintly: "It stopped being haunted after that."
"Suddenly it stopped being haunted?"
"Hmm. Maybe it's because our garden has good feng shui and the yin energy has dissipated!"
Mingwei stopped asking.
The mother and daughter talked slowly until they finished folding the ingots and someone outside whispered.
"...Eighth sister, mother told us not to run around..."
"Oh, don't tell me when you go back. How could mother know?"
"But……"
"What's the big deal? Shut up!"
"oh……"
Mrs. Mingsan looked over and saw two little guys poking their heads, and smiled: "Are they A Xiang and Brother Kun?"
"Oh, I've been discovered!" This was the voice of Ninth Young Master Ming Kun.
Then he was slapped on the head by Mingxiang: "It's all your fault for speaking so loudly!"
Ming Kun pursed his lips and did not dare to speak.
"Axiang!" Mrs. Mingsan scolded, "Don't bully your brother, come in and have some snacks."
After a while, the eighth young lady Ming Xiang came in with nine-year-old Ming Kun with a look of embarrassment on her face.
"Third Aunt..."
Mrs. Mingsan opened the candied fruit box: "You two are really lucky to know that Auntie has just opened the jar of candied fruit. Come and have a taste."
Mingxiang's eyes lit up.
Who in the Ming family doesn't know that the third lady regards her daughter as her life, and because the seventh lady loves sweets, she specially invited the candied master from the south. The south is the state of Chu.
Easy to taste.
"Hmm, delicious!"
Mrs. Mingsan poured two cups of tea and said softly: "Don't eat too much, otherwise you won't be able to eat at night, and your mother will know."
Mingxiang smiled sweetly at her and said in a well-behaved manner: "Okay, thank you, third aunt."
Mrs. Mingsan turned around and said to Mingwei: "Mom, go back and rest first. You can play with your brothers and sisters for a while. Don't be naughty and don't get too close to the water, you know?"
"I know, mother."
Mrs. Mingsan put away the paper ingots and left Liujingtang.
There are three children in the room, you look at me, I look at you.
Mingwei still sat there calmly, drinking tea slowly, letting Mingxiang and Mingkun eat deliciously.
Finally Mingxiang couldn't help it anymore: "Seventh sister, don't you love eating candied fruits?"
Ming smiled: "You guys eat, I can eat every day."
"oh……"
Mingxiang took a big sip of tea and stared at her.
She had little contact with this seventh sister. Because she was sick, she was always protected. If something happened, the adults would be nervous. Mingxiang was not someone who would play with someone cautiously, so of course he didn't like to come.
Now this seventh sister is even stranger.
She no longer talks like a child, but looks like an adult, looking at herself with a smile, as if looking at a child...
"Seventh sister, are you really well?"
Mingwei spread his hands: "What do you think?"
Mingxiang looked at it seriously for a while and said: "It seems to be really good. Fourth brother said that my father ran over in a rage before and just said something to you, but nothing happened when he returned. Seventh sister, you are so amazing."
, when my father gets angry, my mother has to find a way to hide."
Mingwei smiled slightly: "Is that why you came here?"
"Yes!" Mingxiang took out his handkerchief and wiped his frosted hands, "My father has a very bad temper. If you dare to speak when he is angry, you are simply a warrior."
Mingwei found it interesting: "Does Fourth Uncle know you said that about him?"
"Anyway, he can't listen." Mingxiang asked enthusiastically, "Seventh sister, how about you teach me how to deal with my father? He always trains me to death. I'm already so old, don't
For face?"
Mingwei took a sip of tea slowly: "Okay, but you also agree to one condition."
"Say it!" Mingxiang said happily, "As long as I can do it."
Mingwei paused for a moment: "You know, I'm recovering from my illness, and I don't know many things at home. How about you chat with me, talk about things at home, and I'll tell you how to deal with your father?"
"Okay, deal!" Mingxiang extended his hand to her.
This is to...
Ming smiled and gave her a high-five: "It's settled."