Xie Yuanmao knew that Lu Kong cured Grandma Jiang.

He was also thinking about being a filial son. It happened that Dr. Hang was away again. It would be great if he could ask Lu Kong to come to Beijing. So after listening to Xie Shuning's words, he praised him repeatedly and said: "Aman You are so considerate, because you have always been thinking about your great-aunt at a young age. Your great-aunt must have felt relieved after knowing this, and the disease can be cured faster."

Xie Shuning smiled slightly: "If father feels good about it, we will send a letter to Yanling immediately."

Grandma Jiang has raised a few carrier pigeons, which can send messages much faster. Now let the doctor invited from outside treat the old lady of the eldest house. As long as she can be dragged to Lukong, everything will be fine.

Xie Yuanmao thought for a moment, then hurriedly laid out the paper, took out a langhao pen from the pen holder, and began to write a letter.

The letter had to be stuffed into a small cylinder tied to the pigeon's leg. Therefore, as long as there was a small space to write, he could not say much, so he simply wrote the matter clearly, dried the ink and handed the note to Xie Shuning. , said: "Go back and ask Aunt Jiang to send the letter immediately. Don't delay."

Xie Shuning nodded, glanced at Xie Yi quietly, took the note and stood up to leave.

"Father, that kid has to leave first." Seeing her leaving, Xie Yi hurriedly asked Xie Yuanmao for instructions.

But Xie Yuanmao was dissatisfied that he didn't study well. It was rare that he was free at home today. How could he let him go like this? He coughed twice and said: "Aman is just a girl. She only needs to be literate and know how to read a few pages of books." , but you are different. Now you are not gritting your teeth and studying. Do you have to wait until your head turns gray before you feel sad? "

When he said this, Xie Yi didn't dare to leave. He could only watch Xie Shuning go out, secretly muttering why he was a man, and then picked up the book again.

Xie Shuning wanted to save him from the fire and water, but there were more important things to do at this moment, so she left the study with the note handwritten by Xie Yuanmao and walked towards the Yuming Courtyard.

"Miss, the snow is getting heavier. Please watch your step carefully." Yue Bai was waiting at the door. When he saw her coming out, he quickly opened the umbrella again and helped her to go back.

Along the way, there was heavy snowfall and the eyes were covered with frost.

Xie Shuning felt like there was a fire burning in her heart.

I thought it was a dream, but I didn't expect that a few years would pass in the blink of an eye.

Counting the days, it's time for her to get closer.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little sad. If Zhen'er were alive, she would be as big as she is now. When she thought that Zhen'er would no longer be in the world from now on, she felt empty and unsure. She couldn't tell what happened. She is sad but still happy. She gave birth to Zhen'er, but she didn't let him grow up healthily and happily. It turned out that she, a mother, couldn't stand him.

She really can't be a good mother.

Yuebai didn't know what she was thinking. He just treated her as a child and never forgot to tell her to be careful when walking. Xie Shuning responded one by one, and her eyes gradually became gentle and moist when looking at Luoxue. She was glad that she was this time The moonlight is still by my side.

It’s just that no one is perfect, and Yue Bai’s strengths are also her weaknesses.

So when Aunt Jiang suggested that Mrs. Ya buy a few more people when the snow stopped, she agreed without even thinking about it.

Putting aside the outer courtyard for the time being, she naturally would never have too many people in the inner house. What's more, the only person around her who really dares to use them with confidence and boldness is Yue Bai.

Lu Nong's matter is not difficult, but it is not easy to solve either.

With Mother Gui's relationship, she couldn't just find an excuse to drive Lu Nong out of her yard. After all, she still couldn't bear to break Mother Gui's heart. In this case, a few more people were needed.

Hands in case of emergencies.

The two of them quickly returned to Yumingyuan. Xie Shuning came in, took off the crane cloak, strode into the inner room, and told Yuebai to invite Nanny Jiang.

As soon as Yuebai left, she threw the note written by Xie Yuanmao into the brazier, took out the four treasures of the study, and began to grind the ink.

When Yuebai and Nanny Jiang came back one after another, she wrote another note.

"What's the matter with Miss Eighth looking for a slave?" Aunt Jiang came in, bowed respectfully, and exchanged a few pleasantries before asking about business.

Xie Shuning sat down, rolled up the note and handed it to her, saying: "The eldest aunt's illness has not been getting better, so I thought of Dr. Lu who treated you a few years ago. We have been living in Kyoto for a long time, so we can have people around us.

A doctor is always good. I thought it would be better to bring him directly to Kyoto."

Aunt Jiang took the note, held it in her palm, looked at her, and after a moment of silence she said, "That's right. It just so happens that my wife has been a little weak in recent years, so I might as well ask him to prescribe some medicine to nurse her back to health.

"

"That's it." Xie Shuning's eyebrows arched, she retracted her hand, fell back, and said lazily, "My mother has fulfilled her filial piety."

She turned her head and looked in the direction of the window. The window lattice was tightly closed and she couldn't see the scene outside, but the chill brought by the heavy snow still poured in non-stop.

The earth dragon was burned in the house and the brazier was lit, but she still felt a little cold.

This is the first year after Prince Duan ascended the throne. Heavy snow has been falling non-stop since the twelfth month of last year until now. It is already February, but the weather seems to show no sign of getting warmer. The vegetation covered by the thick snow remains the same.

It was withered, and there were not even scattered green buds on the bare trees.

This winter seems to be dragging on for a long time.

She thought and sighed softly.

Aunt Jiang was about to leave when she heard her sigh and couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

Xie Shuning is still young, not even as tall as Dou Ke, and her eyebrows, eyes, and figure have not yet grown, but she can already tell that she bears a strong resemblance to the Song family.

Although they are twins, the older she gets, the more she looks like the Song family, but Xie Yi has gradually taken on the outline of Xie Yuanmao. Looking at Xie Shuning now, Grandma Jiang felt that she seemed to see the little Song family back then, and thought

So many years passed in a flash, and with mixed feelings in my heart, I quietly backed out.

As soon as the heavy snow stopped, the homing pigeons carefully raised by Grandma Jiang fluttered their wings and flew out of Kyoto.

It was already three days later.

It was rare that the sky cleared up, so Xie Shuning thought of going out to take a breath of fresh air to get rid of the depression of the past day.

Unexpectedly, when they arrived in the garden, they found that Mrs. Chen and Xie Shumin were also there.

Mrs. Chen stood under a tall tree, looking quietly to the south, with no expression on her face, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Xie Shumin was eating her own hand and holding her pants with the other hand. Her body was dirty. The two of them were surrounded by

He only followed Xue Li, who had already turned around.

Xie Shuning followed her gaze and saw only a corner of green glazed tiles in the distance.

That's Yumingyuan.

She laughed and called out to her: "Aunt Chen!"

Chen turned around following the sound, and couldn't help but be startled when she saw it was her. She tugged on Xie Shumin, who was still clinging to her leg, and said, "Minmin, call me sister quickly."

The short Xie Shumin turned to look over and subconsciously shrank behind Mrs. Chen, not daring to say a word.

Xie Shuning understood that this girl was afraid of herself.

Last time she bit herself, and was immediately punished by the Song family to kneel down to her ancestors. She was young and was fine. She could have put on a few more futons and put on more clothes and she wouldn't have suffered from frostbite. But there was no sound of people in the ancestral hall.

No, at night, even insects crawling by would make a loud "chichi" sound. How could Xie Shumin not be afraid?

Mrs. Chen was afraid that she would be frightened even more stupidly, so she hurriedly went to Xie Yuanmao to plead for mercy.

But it was clear that Mrs. Song's words were in vain, and Xie Yuanmao did not dare to intervene. Ms. Chen therefore increasingly blamed Mrs. Song for Xie Shumin's stupidity.

And because of that incident, Xie Shumin began to be afraid of Xie Shuning, the eldest sister.

Although she is not smart, she also knows that she was locked up last time because she bit her sister, and now she just wants to avoid people when she meets them.

"Eighth Miss, you see, Minmin has been like this since she came back from the ancestral hall last time. How wonderful is this..." Mrs. Chen put her hand on Xie Shumin's shoulder, her tone worried.

Xie Shuning took two steps forward, his dark jade-like eyes looked past her, staring at the magnolia tree behind her, and an innocent and pure smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Aunt Chen, don't you like Min Min?"

No one expected that she would say such words suddenly. Chen was stunned on the spot. Then she came back to her senses and firmly denied it: "What does Miss Eight mean by this?"

"Don't you want to have a son?" Xie Shuning smiled, walked closer, and looked at Xie Shumin who looked a little silly, "Don't you want to have a son who is not as silly and silly as Minmin?

?You must be extremely unwilling to not have a son, right?"

She was only nine years old, and she still looked very childish. But the words she spoke now felt awkward and strange.

Mrs. Chen was extremely surprised.

"What a pity..." Xie Shuning leaned over, ignoring Chen's widened eyes, and reached out to pinch Xie Shumin's chubby cheeks, "Do you know? You will never give birth to a son again in your life. You just

I can support this stupid girl until she dies."

"What?" Mrs. Chen suddenly pushed Xie Shumin behind her, backed away and leaned against the tree trunk, as if she had seen a ghost.

Xie Shuning straightened up, said nothing, and just looked at her with a smile.

Mrs. Chen was horrified, with blazing anger in her eyes, "Miss Eighth, are you cursing me?"

Xie Shuning suppressed a smile, shook her head and said, "Aunt Chen, don't think too much."

She didn't mean to curse her, what she said was just the truth, and she definitely didn't mean to scare anyone at all.

After saying that, Xie Shuning took Yuebai and left without looking back, leaving only the Chen family and her daughter staring at her back with dumbfounded eyes.

Mrs. Chen was so angry that she couldn't help but squeeze Xie Shumin's hand hard.

"Wow wow wow——"

Xie Shumin was in pain, struggling and crying.

Xie Shuning, who had already walked far away, vaguely heard it. Thinking about Chen's appearance just now, her depression dissipated a lot. She thought that if she had nothing to do, she should go out and walk around more.

The best way to retaliate against a person is never to make her die, but to make her life worse than death.

Such Xie Shumin is Chen's retribution.

She smiled coldly and strode away without looking back. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

ps: I cried in the bathroom and fainted. Yesterday I held on and refused to take the injection. The fever reached 39 degrees in the morning...I feel much better after the water was drained. There will be an update later = = My head is still a little groggy. If there is a bug somewhere,
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