Chapter 187 Arrival (1)
An Shuyao nodded: "You stay at home obediently, we will be back later."

The three of them went out again, using the Hu family's carriage. The snow was falling heavily, so it was a bit difficult to drive the carriage.

Xiaogua was in charge of driving, and he was too cold even in a coir raincoat, and the destination they were going this time was at the foot of the mountain on the road to Qingfengzhai, where their carriage got stuck.

Originally, the two sticks of incense could reach the county seat, but it took a little longer because of the snow. When they arrived at the scene, it was almost half an hour.

An Shuyao looked at Fengxue helplessly, she hoped that Lu Jin would not go out, otherwise she would be frozen and she would have to come to treat her again.

An Jingzhou and An Shaoheng got out of the car first, An Shuyao took a deep breath, and then opened the curtain of the car. She was wearing a fox fur hat, and the wind and snow fascinated her eyes.

Stepping on the thick white snow, An Shuyao realized that there were three carriages from An's family this time, accompanied by some loyal old servants.

"Miss!"

Suddenly hearing such a sound, a pretty face broke into her eyes.

"Wuuuuuuu, miss, I miss you so much."

"misty rain?"

Yan Yu hugged An Shuyao: "Miss, it's great that you're fine."

At the moment when she saw Misty Rain, An Shuyao's memory became vivid.

This is a little girl she rescued from a trafficker on the street when she was a child, and later entered the Hou Mansion and became her personal servant girl.

These are just like yesterday, in the blink of an eye, they have grown up so much.

"You... are all here?"

Yan Yu shook her head: "The Marquis of Fengping's house was confiscated, and some servants left after dividing the contract of sale. We came to Anzhou voluntarily with the master and his wife. Anyway, I have nowhere to go, so I might as well continue to follow the An family. "

An Shuyao looked one by one, and the one who was still busy shoveling snow was the old butler of the Hou Mansion, who took the surname An, and everyone in the mansion called him An Bo.

Helping Amber is his wife, who is also An's mother's personal maid, and everyone in the house calls her Aunt He.

Her and Amber's son, named Anping, and old embroiderer Guixiang were driving the horses. This time she followed An's family north to Anzhou.

They are all old servants who have stayed in An's family for most of their lives, and they have a deep relationship with An's family, and they already regard An's family as their own home.

"Yao'er." A woman's trembling voice sounded, and An Shuyao's body froze. When she came, she was very worried about the safety of An's family, but when she actually saw her, she flinched and didn't know how to face it.

She raised her eyes and looked at the woman wearing coarse clothes not far away through the wind and snow. Her previously well-maintained black hair was mixed with a lot of white.

That beautiful and gentle face also seemed to have some shallow wrinkles. An's mother is a real Jiangnan beauty, she is petite, and she speaks softly, which is very pleasant.

It was supposed to be a delicate greenhouse flower, but now it turned pale in the ice and snow, making her eye sockets even redder.

An's mother ran over stepping on the snow, and An's father at the side tried to support her but was thrown away by her: "My Yao'er, mother is sorry for you, Yao'er, woo woo woo."

She hugged An Shuyao in her arms, and it was still the familiar warm embrace. Her memory immediately recalled that when she was three years old, she had to be hugged and coaxed by An Shuyao's mother every day before she would sleep.

"My poor daughter, it's my mother who doesn't know people well, it's my mother who was deceived by pork, how can I, how can I hate you and scold you." An's mother's hands were a little cold, she hugged An Shuyao tightly , this is the daughter she got only after looking forward to the stars and the moon.

Raised like jewels like jewels, in the end she said such cold words wrongly to break her heart.

An's mother regretted it very much. Even if An Shuyao was not her own daughter, she had raised her for 16 years anyway. She didn't know why she would be so cruel to her.

What's more, it was born in her October pregnancy.

When it was found out, An's mother wanted to die. She washed her face with tears all day long, and she became more and more haggard. Seeing that An Shuyao didn't respond to her, An's mother cried bitterly.

The daughter seemed to have a rift with them and did not forgive them.

Father An looked at Mother An distressedly: "Mother Ran, the imperial doctor said, you can't be sad anymore, stop crying for your body."

An's mother's surname is Qin, and her single name has the word Ran. She is the daughter of a small official family. When she was in the south of the Yangtze River, she happened to be seen by An's father, who was inheriting the title at the time. He fell in love at first sight and forced her to marry her.

Everyone said that Qin Ran was very lucky, but An's father felt that meeting her was his lifelong blessing.

He loved Ann's mother more than these children, so naturally he couldn't see her crying.

An Shuyao glanced at An's father, her previously tall and straight back seemed to be bent a lot, and even her temple hair became much grayer.

She reached out to caress An's mother's face, and wiped her tears with her fingertips: "Mother, don't cry."

An's mother cried for a while, she looked at An Shuyao with red eyes, her eyes were a little inconceivable: "Yao'er...what did you call me?"

An Shuyao felt a little helpless: "Mother, aren't you my own mother, otherwise what's your name? Auntie?"

An's mother stretched out her hand and pinched An Shuyao's arm: "You girl, where did you get your aunt from?"

"Hiss." An Shuyao said with a bitter face on purpose: "Why do you pinch me as soon as we meet? Forget it when I was a child. Now that I've grown up, I can't be beaten anymore."

An's mother burst out laughing with a "puchi": "Poor mouth, why did you hit you for your mother when you were young, and you are talking nonsense."

Seeing that An's mother was in a better mood, An Shuyao glanced at An's father, and he immediately gave An Shuyao a look of approval.

The little padded jacket had to be brought in to coax people, and Father An was also relieved, finally seeing his daughter-in-law smiling, he was almost dying of worry these past few months.

Seeing that she was getting thinner and thinner, if he hadn't kept talking about An Shuyao who was suffering in Anzhou, she would have been reluctant to part with her daughter, otherwise she would have passed away as soon as she closed her eyes.

Sure enough, it was right to come to Anzhou. He was really afraid that An's mother would die in depression.

An Shuyao gently hugged her: "Mother, I don't blame you, we have all been tricked, let the past go, be happy, the brothers are not married yet, are you willing to let them go?"

Mother An wiped her tears and said with a smile: "I'm not worried about them. I'm only worried about you. I dreamed several times that you had an accident in Anzhou. When I woke up, my heart ached."

An Shuyao replied: "I'm fine, eat well and dress well, you don't have to worry about me."

The son traveled thousands of miles and the mother was worried. This sentence was indeed true, so An's mother sighed.

An Jingzhou poked his head out from the second carriage: "Little sister, come and take a look at Big Brother's legs."

An Shuyao was so busy reminiscing about the old days with An's mother that she almost forgot that there was her elder brother.

So she hurried into the carriage, which smelled strongly of medicine, and a blanket was spread on it, and a man around 27 was lying on it with his eyes closed.

He is their eldest brother, An Mingjin.

(End of this chapter)

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