auspicious time has come

Chapter 93 The Ji painter who eats alone

After a moment of silence, Liu Xun nodded slightly.

Give birth to a daughter, Shaoting, and wish to stop with less.

When you give birth to a son and celebrate the forest, you should celebrate, when the branches and leaves are scattered and dense like a forest.

"I didn't understand these things when I was young, and I didn't know any characters. I also liked this name very much." Ms. Miao said slowly: "I found out later, and I was a little disappointed, but I didn't think there was anything wrong, as if It is indeed my fault that I was born as a daughter, and my mother was scolded by my father and criticized by people around me."

"I used to have two younger sisters, but they died when I was born... When Qinglin was born, my mother cried with joy, and I was happy with her."

"I often feel that my mother is pitiful, but I think that all this is not her fault, it is the way of the world, which treats women unfairly, so I have to fight hard, and I want to prove to my mother and those people that my daughter is not bad. "

"I always thought I did it, but I realized recently that no matter what I do, I can't change my mother's true thoughts—"

"When I was young, my daughter was an outsider, because 'sooner or later she will marry someone'. When she is married, it is the water that is thrown out. When she is a widow, even if she vows not to marry again, she treats her younger brother like a child. Still an outsider..."

"Actually, Qinglin was not like this when I was young." Ms. Miao recalled the old days, with tears in her eyes: "When I was very young, he would share with me if there was something delicious, but every time my mother saw it, she would like to share it with me." Take it back from me, saying that I am ignorant, how can I rob my younger brother—once, twice, ten times, Qinglin gradually got used to eating alone, eating like this, everything is like this.”

"So, who is to blame for this?"

"Qinglin became like this because of her mother's doting. Mother became like this, or because of her father, because of the people around her, because everyone is like this..."

"In my mother's eyes, I came into this world as a superfluous burden, and everything should revolve around Qinglin, acting like a cow and a horse for him. If I was a little sloppy, I became a debt collector who she said should die for Qinglin. What a ghost... Is this the truth in this world, really?"

Those heartbreaking words sounded in her ears again, and Lady Miao trembled all over, and she couldn't help but close her eyes tightly.

Liu Xun's heart ached when he saw it, and he half squatted down in front of her, trying to raise his hand to help her shoulder, but felt impolite, so he withdrew it.

I can only say: "Once a person comes to this world, his appearance, surname, and name are all external objects. Lady Miao is Lady Miao herself. She doesn't live for others, and she shouldn't live for others. There are many reasons, some of which are fallacious, and some of which are preposterous, one should not think that the fault lies with oneself just because there are so many blind followers!"

"What I admire about Master Miao lies in tenacity, kindness, and diligence. These are the inner spirits of Master Miao, and those things that are imposed on oneself by ignorant people should be burned away. It infects and devours—”

Lady Miao was startled when she heard this, and slowly opened her eyes to look at him.

She knew that this man had always been awkward in his speech, and he didn't even use poetry to express it, so he was very worried about her performance...

But, he just said——

"Admiration... Admiration?" Mrs. Miao repeated in a daze.

She can still understand these two words.

But, he said he admired himself?

It's not that she didn't notice his different eyes and behavior from other people, but she never thought that it would be a mood of admiration.

The so-called admiration should mean looking up, or even looking up, right?

But he is so tall and clean, and she is just a rough woman in the market, how can she be worthy of...

Yes, even though she seems to be easy to bully, has a straightforward temper, and is unforgiving in her mouth, the "self-contempt" that has been cultivated since childhood in her bones is like a rusty chain, trapping her all the time.

Liu Xun had just unconsciously confided in his heart, but now that she was staring at him, he felt flustered.

But there are some things he has to say——

"Miao shopkeeper is in the midst of many injustices, but he can still stand on his own feet and stick to his kindness. I can't reach such a state, so I should be my role model." Liu Xun said vigorously: "Besides, a gentle lady, a gentleman is so good... a lady The word is not superficial, but character, so in my eyes, shopkeeper Miao is the best woman in the world."

The four eyes met, his eyes were nervous but firm, as if he had the power to dispel all her self-doubts.

For the first time in her life, Lady Miao's ears turned red.

What... My Fair Lady is so good...

She seems to have heard someone sing.

"I... I don't understand very well."

She avoided her gaze and landed on his drenched robe, and then asked quickly, "Isn't it cold?"

Liu Xun looked at her and said with a smile, "It's not cold."

Anyway, he finally said it.

As for her response, he didn't intend to force her at the moment.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly couldn't hold back a sneeze.

"You wait on the fire first!" Lady Miao got up, took off the quilt from her body, and stuffed it to Liu Xun, while she walked quickly to the inner room.

Liu Xun hugged the quilt, stunned for a moment, and couldn't help showing a smile.

Lady Miao went back to her room to change, and soon came out with a man's padded robe in her arms.

"...It's newly cut. The cuffs haven't been sewn properly, and no one has worn them. You can put them on temporarily and take off your clothes to dry."

"Thank you, shopkeeper Miao." Liu Xun stood up and took it, looking at the unfinished sleeves, knowing it in his heart.

Probably... It was a new dress made for her brother.

"Such a thing happened suddenly, shopkeeper Miao mourns."

In any case, it was her own brother after all, and now that something like this happened, how could he not feel uncomfortable.

Lady Miao nodded with red eyes.

This accident came really suddenly, she hated Qinglin for not living up to expectations, but she couldn't do nothing but hate.

and mother...

Although she was chilled, she could also understand the pain of a mother who lost her son.

Maybe the mother just couldn't accept it for a while, so she was so crazy.

She knew that she should not think too well of people, but sometimes, shouldn't she leave no room for others, and guess with the worst thoughts?

After the rain stopped, Liu Xun was sent away. Mrs. Miao stood outside the shop door, looking at the night in a daze.

"Shao Ting!"

A familiar voice came.

"Auntie?"

"It's me." Mrs. Fang came over and grabbed her hand as soon as she said, "Your mother is also so sad that she is confused. Don't take those words to heart... She always treats Qinglin more Your own life is heavy, you know it."

After a long while, Lady Miao nodded slightly and did not speak.

"Your second uncle has rushed back, and the funeral is scheduled to take place in seven days... You don't have to go then, lest your mother say something angry and make outsiders laugh."

Mrs. Miao was stunned: "How can I not go back after Qinglin's funeral..."

"You are a married woman... and some rumors are not good... Auntie is afraid that someone will say something that shouldn't be said. Your mother will add fuel to the fire after hearing it..."

Fang faltered, but Mrs. Miao gradually understood.

Married girl?So what about a married woman? Can a married widow not appear in front of her younger brother's mourning hall?

of course not.

Because she is not an ordinary widow, but a widow with a notorious reputation as a broom star.

When her father died, someone had already secretly "guessed" that her life was hard to beat others.

Then there are those fiancés-in-law and husband who were "killed" by her later——

Now that something happened to Qinglin, even her own mother said that she was the cause, and how outsiders will spread it is even more needless to think about it.

Fang continued to comfort and persuade.

Mrs. Miao clenched her fingers and interrupted her words: "You don't need to say any more, Auntie, I understand, I just won't go back and make trouble."

"My aunt knows that our Shaoting has always been sensible..." Fang patted the back of his niece's hand.

Lady Miao withdrew her hand and said, "Qinglin's funeral needs more help from Auntie and Second Uncle, so I won't keep Auntie."

Fang felt that her attitude was cold, and she only thought she was still angry, so she didn't say much: "Okay, Auntie, go back now, it's cold outside, you go in."

Lady Miao nodded, turned around and went back to the shop, and closed the shop door from the inside.

Fang glanced at the closed shop door, and then at the direction Liu Xun had left just now, with a look of thought in his eyes.

After a while, he turned and left.

……

Hengyu didn't expect that he would live in the hot spring village for nearly half a month.

Seeing that it will be New Year's Eve in eleven or twelve days, Xiao Mu's big Buddha finally let go and returned to the city.

Mrs. Xiao went back to Hou's Mansion five days ago, saying that she was going to prepare new year's goods for the mansion. Of course, she also gossiped about Mr. Liu's relationship progress along the way.

My own gossip was not enough, I promised Liu Xun would keep it secret, but I couldn't help writing a letter to ask someone to tell Hengyu, but the gossip in the letter was small, and the anger and helplessness were the biggest—it was because of Miao Niangzi's injustice.

Knowing about Mrs. Miao's recent events, Hengyu passed by Miaoji Steamed Bun Shop on his way back to the city. When he lifted the curtain to look around, he saw another acquaintance was there, so he asked the driver to stop the carriage.

"When did Miss Ji come back?" Qi Qing, who was talking to Mrs. Miao, came up to meet her.

"Just returned to the city." Heng Yu glanced at the funeral paper pasted on the shop door, and said to Mrs. Miao, who seemed to have lost weight, "My condolences to Shopkeeper Miao."

Lady Miao nodded with a haggard face, and said politely: "Miss Ji, please sit down in the hall and talk."

In the team just now, Wang Jingyong rode his horse to catch up with the oil wall carriage at the front, and said through the window: "Master Ji, the carriage of Painter Ji has stopped."

"Where did you go?" the person in the car asked.

"I went to eat steamed stuffed buns." Wang Jingyong frowned and said, "Master Ji really did go to eat alone, and I didn't know how to call Lord Hou—"

Xiao Mu in the car: "..."

On the other side, just as Heng Yu sat down in the hall, he heard a burst of noisy voices from outside the shop.

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