The night is as cool as water, and the moonlight is bright.
Two pear trees were planted in the quiet yard, and the flowers were just in bloom at this time. The breeze blew, and the snow-white petite flowers trembled gently, sprinkled with frost on the ground.
Not far away, the faint candlelight in the house lit up.
Han Yi leaned on and sat at the table, quietly looking at the two tall pear trees in the courtyard with a sad expression.
It turned out that so many years had passed before she knew it.
She still remembered that the last time she saw these two trees, they were not even the height of the window.
I heard that it was planted by her mother when she was alive.
In the last year, she did not know that her mother was seriously ill, and ran out as always. Often only her mother was left alone in this cold yard, planting these two pear trees with her own hands.
She didn't understand before that most people don't like to plant pear trees in front of their houses.
Old people also say that pear blossoms have bad connotations, alluding to separation.
By the time she understands now, she is already someone who understands flowers.
The pear blossom was desolate, too sad, and the flowers fell behind, leaving only a place of loneliness and melancholy, Han Yiyi slowly got up, walked to the window, and gently picked up a plain petal that floated inadvertently by the window with her delicate hands.
Han Jue put his head on his hands and looked at his mother, who was in deep thoughts, without making a sound.
Turning his head,
Luo Yu was busy laying the bedding, her hands and feet were very quick.
Touching the fabric on the quilt, I couldn't help frowning. In her heart, said angrily,
"Look, this yard is full of dust, There was nothing in the room, and then look at the quilt they sent. It was too rough. It was the kind of cheap cloth on the market. Most of it was made of cotton and linen. A person who wears Luodai silk, but ended up using this kind of fabric for his daughter-in-law."
Luo Yu's heart became more and more irritating.
Her young lady wanted to come to miss her deceased mother, so she went back to the mansion to stay for a few days.
Bai Yiniang, Zhou Yiniang and others know that the master has always loved the young lady, because they are afraid that the young lady will come back and rob the concubines and daughters they gave birth to"
Han Yiyi withdrew her gaze from the window, turned her head, looked at Luo Yu, and said lightly.
"I'm no longer the eldest lady of the Han house. I haven't suffered any hardships over the years, and I'm still afraid of such trivial matters. This time I came back to worship at the place where my mother used to live. I'll stop by and have a look. Daddy. Why bother with them?"
Han Yiyi remembered how free and easy she was, free and happy back then.
As the direct daughter of the Han residence, she is loved by her father and cared by her mother. Although the concubines in the residence occasionally run on words, it is not a big deal, so just go back.
At that time, her biggest worry was just why the man she admired didn't like her.
Simple and innocent, she didn't notice her mother's face that was getting more haggard and gloomy day by day, thinking that the relationship between her parents was harmonious, the husband and wife were loving.
So she immersed herself at ease in the false happiness that her mother had worked hard to create for her. Just thinking about how to make her sweetheart like her all day long.
Until my mother finally couldn't hold it, and fell on the bed and was too sick to get up, my father stayed with those aunts.
Later, she learned about her mother's past, and she broke her wings for only one person, but she finally ushered in a misfortune.
Han Yiyi finally woke up and understood the pain and sorrow in her mother's heart.
It's just that it's too late, Han Yiyi's expression is light, and her mother has left, so what's the point of arguing about it now?
"Miss," Luo Yu frowned.
"This servant feels wronged for you."
Even though the young lady didn't want to pay attention to those villains, Luo Yu's heart was still very angry.
In the past, I had a lot of inconvenience when I was outside, and I had to suffer some hardships. However, now that the young lady has returned to her own house, why is she still acting like an outsider, and she has to suffer from such idleness.
"It's getting late, so don't bother daddy any more. It's better to pack up and rest earlier." Han Yiyi whispered.
Seeing her own lady doing this, Luo Yu was helpless, so she had to give up the idea of complaining to the master.
"Ajue, ready to go to bed." Han Yiyi smiled at the child who was lying on the table.
"Okay." Han Jue replied obediently. He left the table and went into the inner room. Quietly let Luoyu pick up the handkerchief to wipe his face, then go to bed and cover the quilt to sleep.
Seeing this, Han Yiyi couldn't help sighing.
Since that day, the child who used to love to play and laugh has become a little bit reticent to talk, sitting alone all day, not knowing what to think about. Han Yiyi didn't feel sleepy at all, so she got up slowly.
Putting on her coat again, she strolled in the courtyard alone.
The night wind was blowing, and in front of the house, pear blossoms fell all over the floor.
Through the cold moonlight, she vaguely saw a familiar figure sitting by the stone table in the yard. She lowered her eyes, pondered for a while, and stepped forward slowly.
Han Zuo smiled kindly, looking at the pear tree with gorgeous flowers, "Daddy is fine, just a little thought. Your mother, come and sit down."
He turned his head and asked in a warm voice, "It's so late, but I just got home, what's wrong with it?"
Han Yiyi lowered her eyes and said softly, "No, I'm just a little sleepy. No, come out for a walk."
Thinking of something, Han Ju's old face revealed endless bitterness.
"It's your father's fault, I was sorry to your mother in the past. Now, you have been bullied, and have no ability to support you."
Looking at the man with white and haggard temples, Han Yiyi's eyes were complicated and heavy, and couldn't bear it in her heart.
"Daddy needs to take more care of his body and don't need to worry about his daughter's affairs."
Mother, did you see that this man regrets it.
However, when it was too late for her mother to die, Han Yiyi was full of resentment. Over the years, she would rather go far away to travel alone than come back and ask her fortunate father for help.
Now, seeing the high-spirited man in the past with gray hair now, there are all kinds of feelings in her heart that are hard to describe.
are you happy
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Or maybe she remembered his kindness towards her when she was young; or maybe it was because the blood and kinship in his body could not be severed, and Han Yiyi reconciled with him, so she chose to forgive the man in front of her.
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"Impossible" The childish voice of the little tits sounded in the quiet sea.
On the big boat, there were people in a tight circle all around. The water pirates wearing black scarves were all motionless, their eyes staring fiercely at the little doll standing on the bow.
Peipei calmly looked at the head of the water thief who was kneeling on the ground in front of her, patted his face with the hammer in her hand, and smiled cutely.
"Are you lying to children?"
"Let go of you and grow up to be so much bigger than you. Didn't anyone tell you that the loser should be obedient. As a winner, why should I agree to such a mentally retarded request?"
"Win If it's a win, don't care if I'm a sneak attack. Do I have to ask you before calling your head?"
Seeing the unconvinced eyes of the person in front of her, Peipei chuckled lightly, raised the hammer in her hand and shouted again. past.
"I'm convinced." The head of the water thief held his head tightly and shouted quickly.
The hammer stopped suddenly beside his head.
"Isn't it better to say that earlier?" The little face of PeiPei said impatiently.
She wasted so much time in vain.
A matter that can be solved with a hammer, the water thief's head bowed his head, his face was pale, and he did not dare to refute anything.
Until now, his head is rumbling.
I don't know where this ruthless baby came from. Without saying a word, she came up and gave him a hammer.
That dizzy taste, he doesn't want to try it again in this life.
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