Chen Rui was full of doubt, but he didn't dare to casually. He held his toes and touched the door of the east wing first, and half a locked general the size of an arm was holding the door.

I touched the door of the main room again and hung the lock. However, the ear room of the lower room and the stove in the west wing were not locked, and there was no sign of anyone.

Chen Rui entered the ear room and adapted for a while. His eyes were misty and he saw that there was only a small stove here. I wonder if it was because of the illness bedside before my mother died. She often boiled medicine here, which still smelled of medicine here.

There was no food on the small stove, only a few bottles and jars. Chen Rui opened them one by one to argue, and was extremely surprised. He found half a jar of honey and a jar of rock candy at the bottom.

Chen Rui was already hungry and harsh, so he raised the honey and swallowed it hard. Even though his mouth was sweet, there was something in his stomach.

He looked at all the remaining bottles and jars, and the other jars were salt and vinegar and other condiments, and he found nothing more.

Since there was a seasoning, the stove turned on the fire. Chen Ruirui felt that he had motivation. He touched the darkness and carefully flipped the kitchen. In the two small baskets hanging on the wall, he found several paper bags, two packs of dry goods, and two packs of powder. After identification, he found that it was Tremella, dried yellow flowers, and the powder was almond powder and lotus root powder. There was also an empty paper bag. Although there was nothing, the rich fragrance of osmanthus remained, and it should have been filled with dried osmanthus.

Two more cloth pockets were found in the wooden cabinet at the corner of the house, which contained rice and millet. When I was hungry for a long time, the fragrance of raw rice was penetrated into my nose, which made my stomach even louder.

If there were no two big mouthfuls of honey just now, Chen Rui would have swallowed the rice.

When he touched the round things next to the cloth pocket, Chen Rui was about to burst into tears.

He leaned against the stove, sat on the ground, knocked an egg open, and swallowed it raw.

The fishy smell and smooth feeling make people feel tired for the first time, but they are full of joy.

Chen Rui knew that he could not become a starving ghost for the time being.

There were four eggs in total, one of which was not left and all were swallowed raw.

The noisy belly finally calmed down. Although the feeling of hunger was still strong, Chen Rui knew that it was almost done. If you really have to eat it in one bite, your little stomach would not be able to bear it.

Only eggshells were left at hand. Lao Anren was waiting for his "trouble", so he had to be careful when dealing with these eggshells. Chen Rui thought for a moment, crushed several eggshells in his hands, walked to the wooden cabinet, and inserted his hand holding the broken eggshell into a half-foot-high rice pocket until he inserted it to the bottom before he let go of his hand.

Until this pack of rice is eaten to the end, no one will find this broken eggshell.

Thinking of Lao An's malice, Chen Rui didn't dare to take it even if it was the honey pot and sugar pot.

Listening to the words of Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Hao, the owner was scolded and fainted on the day when his biological mother died. It was the fifth day. When the next day, it would be the day of "burning seven". Maybe the turn of the opportunity will be that day.

In this way, what you need to survive is tomorrow.

Chen Rui poured out all the rock candy at the bottom of the jar, about a dozen pieces. He wrapped it with that empty paper. He originally wanted to pour two handfuls of lotus root powder on it, but hesitated for a moment, but hesitated. He still had to be hungry when he should, otherwise the previous hunger would not be in vain.

He put the bottles, jars and paper bags in place and carefully closed the wooden cabinets for rice before he tiptoed out.

Before he could reach the door, he heard footsteps coming from afar, and the lights were still shaking. Chen Rui hurriedly avoided the gate of the yard, held his breath and shrank in the dark behind the gate of the yard

I heard an old lady complain, "This yard has been empty for several days, and why are you still patrolling in the middle of the night? Before Lao An said anything, Mrs. Hao took the goose feather as an arrow. Could it be that she really thinks she can be the inner housekeeper? The second lady is about to be upright, so how could she be the turn of an old lady to point fingers? When the lady was there, how could she have ever been so troubled?"

The other woman took a breath and whispered: "Old sister whispered quietly and asked people to hear it carefully... But it's a change of weather, so be careful in the future..."

The old woman who complained before said angrily: "Who doesn't say praises to a charitable person like my wife, but she is not favored by Lao An. Now she is guarding her elder brother in the mourning hall, who still remembers that the second brother is the wife's legitimate relative? God has no eyes..." The last sentence is already inauspicious.

The two mothers talked and walked closer, and the gate of the courtyard was pushed with a "creak" sound.

At this moment, a white shadow rushed out in a flash.

The two women said "Oh my God" and almost fell down the lantern in their hands. The white shadow stopped, glanced and rushed into the stairs behind the wing room.

It was a big white cat, originally squatting on the moon gate. When Chen Rui came, he was silent and did not alarm the cat. The two women held the lights in their hands and shook the cat's eyes. The big white cat jumped out.

"Amitabha, Amitabha..." The timid woman kept chanting: "It's so horrible."

Before he finished speaking, a gust of night wind blew, and the lamp in the old woman's hand swayed again.

The timid woman's legs look like she is sifting, and her teeth are "chuckled": "Old sister, this yard is so cautious... Maybe it's my wife, she hasn't gone far..."

The complaining woman said, "We are not the ones who are in trouble, what are we afraid of?" She said this, and she was afraid and bowed to the corner, "The old slaves are all irrelevant, and they respect their wife in their hearts. If the wife hasn't left yet, she will be able to bless her second brother with safety...Don't keep resentment..."

Clouds cover the moon in the sky, and darker everywhere.

The night wind blew, and the already stationary lantern swayed again. The two women were frightened and held the lantern and shook it randomly, saying, "I've seen it, I've seen it, I've left!"

I didn't dare to stop for a moment, and I hurried to the door in a panic. The footsteps were very rapid. After a while, I returned to silence and had already walked far away.

Chen Rui stood behind the door, but his eyes were getting dark and he felt a split headache.

A two or three-year-old boy in red, waved his little arms and rushed towards a woman in his thirties, calling "Mom, Mom", but was hugged. An old woman in her fifties touched his head lovingly and said, "Your mother is busy with the housekeeper. Brother Rui, don't bother your mother, grandmother asks you to make cakes."

The young woman only smiled and looked at it, and did not come forward to hug the child.

When he saw the young woman again, the boy just called "Mother" lightly, and focused on half a dish of osmanthus pond rice cakes, eating them attentively.

When the boy was five or six years old, he followed two servants, one carrying a bird cage and the other somersaulted on the ground, and said, "Second brother, don't be that nerd, you are despised by others, you have to be a hero. The second brother is the legitimate son of the fourth family of the Shen family. He has a noble status, so there is no need to be afraid of anything."

In the school, the boy looked at the "Three Character Classic" in front of him, with disgust.

When the boy was seven or eight years old, the servant around him said angrily: "The master is biased and only loves the second mother and the eldest brother. The second brother is the legitimate son. The fox is good at charming, and the young woman raises the second brother to steal the limelight everywhere. You are not a good person. Don't give them a good face, so you can avoid being treated as easy to bully."

In school, the gentleman praised a young man. When the boy went back, his little face was tightly tight, and a knife could shoot out of his eyes.

In the hall, a middle-aged man touched his beard and praised the young man for two words. The answer was full of satisfaction. The boy drooped his head and made great efforts to earn his fists.

When the middle-aged man left, the boy turned around, touched the boy's child, and whispered: "I will teach my second brother to memorize the book. After memorizing the "Three Character Classic", my father will praise my second brother."

The boy knocked off the boy's hand and stared at him, "Who wants you to teach the evil seed raised by the little woman!"

The boy's hands froze and his face turned pale.

The boy snorted proudly, turned around and ran away.

The boy grew up about the same size as he was now. The young woman was no longer young, and she looked a little old, with a pale face. She lay on the bed, looked at him with a loving face and said, "I don't want my son to be noble, I just wish my son peace."

The boy looked puzzled, but he was obedient and clever, and he had no domineeringness in front of others.

The woman chuckled and said, "If you don't like to read, don't force yourself to read. Just know the rituals and the law, but don't think about being a rogue. It hurts to be a rogue when he is beaten. He is not a good citizen, so he might be imprisoned at any time."

The boy said angrily: "He tried the boy... Everyone laughed at me..."

The woman stretched out her hand, rubbed the boy's head, and smiled and said, "There are many ghosts in the hearts of gossipers. My son should be clear-minded and do not act impulsively. Without hard work, don't talk about harvest, and there will be no pie falling from the sky. He can have today, and he has experienced ten years of cold and heat, and he will never leave his hand every day. He can respect and not be jealous. Although the clan focuses on reading, there are many people who pass on the farming family. My son is just a free and free member of the family. But don't forget that the Shen family is a loyal family, and do not treat tenants and subordinates harshly, and do more good deeds. If you really want to fight with him, don't be cold-faced and hurt others. You will become a child soon in the future. You are good at studying. You are brothers and sisters, don't lose your shortcomings in front of others."

The boy pulled the woman's sleeve, looked at the skinny bones under her sleeve, and said with red eyes: "My son has grown up and will no longer be as ignorant as he was a child. He will be a good teacher in the future. Mother must listen to her son, take medicine, and get well as soon as possible."

The woman nodded, but her eyes were a little confused.

The picture changed and it was still in the woman's room.

The woman was already lying on the bed, her eyes closed, and the ground was full of "woof" crying mother and maids.

The boy stood blankly in front of the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

A few people came in at the door. The boy turned his head and looked at the people coldly, his eyes falling on a pretty woman, saying something.

The woman was stunned, then her eyes were filled with tears and she was shaking.

The boy became more and more annoyed and pointed at the woman and said something. The middle-aged man next to the woman looked ashen and walked forward, but the boy next to him grabbed his arm.

The boy stepped forward with red eyes and said to speak, but the boy pushed hard. The boy fell to the ground, his forehead hit the table next to him, and blood suddenly poured out...
Chapter completed!