Chapter 230 Old Person

The capital has just passed a thunderstorm, and the air outside seems to be much clearer than usual. Occasionally, there was sunshine in the thin clouds, and a rainbow hung in the sky.

Xue Fu today is much more silent than before, and the little girl who works is trembling under the advice of her steward's mother. Today, Sister Jiu is going home.

After living in Suzhou for three years, Sister Jiu is finally going back to Xuefu. Two years ago, many maids came from that time. Even if they had some expectations for Sister Jiu, they knew that the masters of Xue's family actually didn't like Sister Jiu at all.

Several new maids occasionally quietly asked the maids who had experienced that time, and the maids also kept silent about what happened two years ago.

Xinrong returned to the capital and did not go to Xuefu, but took Yao's mother to a private house on Xuanwu Street.

Xinrong stepped forward and buckled the door, and a middle-aged woman probed to ask.

Yao's mother is curious. Does she have to know this family?

"Is this Lin Sheng's home?" Although Yao's mother was curious, she still didn't intend to tell Yao's mother.

The middle-aged woman is very strange. The girl outside the door is very well dressed. At first glance, she is a lady from a large family. How can she know people from small courtyards?

She opened the door and said with a smile, "Please come in first. Master Lin has never been at home!"

"Grandma, who's here?" A woman's clear voice came from inside.

"I don't know the maidservant. It's a young lady who came to find the master." The middle-aged woman raised her voice and responded to the woman in the room.

With a smile, "Your wife is the same."

When Xinrong and Yao's mother entered the inner courtyard, they saw a young woman holding a three-year-old child, who was pink and cute. When the young woman saw her face and Yao's mother, the smile on her face gradually faded.

There was a layer of fog in her eyes and muttered, "Ninth sister, mother Yao!"

"Draw the screen!" Yao's mother took two steps and walked to the front of her heart. Yao's mother seemed not to be sure that the beautiful young woman in front of her was the simple girl back then. She held her hand tightly on the painting screen and her voice trembled unconsciously, "You really draw the screen!"

The painting screen knelt on the ground with the child in his arms, and tears suddenly gushed out of his eyes, "Mother Yao, the painting screen kowtowed to Mother Yao!"

As he spoke, the painting screen bent down. Mother Yao quickly held the painting screen and burst into tears. "You're still alive, you're still alive... It's good to be alive!"

"Draw the screen, you are also a mother now. How can you lose your temper in front of your child? Get up first!" There is a faint smile on his face, and the painting screen is much more mature than before.

"Ninth sister, slave..."

Yao's mother interrupted the picture screen and said, "Sister Jiu has told you to get up. Why don't you get up quickly?"

"Yes!" The painting couldn't help nodding and stood up. The little boy in her arms looked at her face and Yao's mother curiously with big eyes. Finally, she saw Yao's mother motionless and stretched out her hand, "Gunmother hug!"

Yao's mother was shocked. She didn't expect this three-year-old child to say such a thing. Obviously, it was absolutely impossible to be a screen teacher.

"Oh, okay, grandma hug!" Yao's mother suppressed her excitement and stretched out her hand to hold the child, but her tears still did not stop.

"Little tiger wipes grandma clean!" Xiaolan's child raised a bright smile. Although her speech was not clear, the meaning was very obvious.

"Good boy, it's a good boy!" Yao's mother wiped the tears with her sleeves.

When she was in Zhejiang, she regarded the painting screen as her own daughter. Now that the painting screen is not dead, how can she not be excited? What's more, now that she still has children, she is really happy for the painting screen. When she learned about the stealing of the painting screen, she really wanted to kill the painting screen. But at the beginning, this matter was in the control of the second wife. She was worried that the painting screen would suffer and wanted to save the painting screen. But she knew that if the painting screen did not die, it would stain her reputation, and she had never painted the screen.

Although I don't know what happened at the beginning, the painting screen is still alive.

"Madam, I'm happy to see you. You haven't invited this lady and the old lady to sit in for so long!" Grandma reminded.

"Look at me, I forgot this, Sister Jiu, please come in. Mother Yao, please take the little tiger to grandma!" The picture screen is somewhat incoherent.

Although Yao's mother couldn't put down Xiaohu, she still put Xiaohu in her grandmother's arms and reminded her, "Take good care of her."

The painting screen entered the room with Xinrong, and Xinrong asked about the life of the painting screen over the years.

I didn't expect that the painting screen had two children. The eldest one is Lin Long, who is seven years old and goes to school in a private school. It's not time to finish school yet. The youngest is Lin Hu, who is only three years old. Now Lin Sheng has withdrawn from the Royal Forest Army, as if he is doing business. Generally speaking, he is living a good life. This family is quite rich.

However, Lin Sheng is a member of Xia Houchen. Although he withdrew from the imperial army, he always felt that Lin Sheng's current business was also related to Xia Houchen.

"Ninth sister, if you don't mind, you can have lunch here before leaving. It's time to cook at this time. I haven't served Sister Jiu for a long time. Anyway, I have to cook a meal for you today. The painting screen is sashied with tea, and the smile on the face does not diminish.

"Now that you have become the mother-in-law of a family, you don't have to call yourself a slave in front of me. Didn't you give your deed to Lin Sheng at the beginning? At least Lin Sheng is a person with status. If you call him like this, you will lose face to Lin Sheng. He said lightly.

Yao's mother was angry, "Well, I want to see what kind of person is. He hurt you at the beginning. Painting screen, he has treated you harshly over the years, but does he look down on your identity? If he treats you badly, tell your mother to teach him a lesson for you.

The painting screen is red, and the voice is like a mosquito, but there is happiness on its face. "Mother Yao, he treats me very well..."

There are only a few words, and the painting screen did not use too many words to say how good Lin Sheng was. Yao's mother was an experienced person. Listening to the tone of the painting screen, she naturally knew that the man was good to the painting screen, but that person almost died on the painting screen. Naturally, he can't pass so easily.

"Mother Yao, please ask the painting screen to cook for us first. I haven't eaten the food cooked by the painting screen for a long time. I miss it very much." A shallow smile in his heart.

"Hey, I'll do it right away!" The painting screen squatted down and left the house.

Xinrong picked up the teacup and took a sip of green tea. The quality of the tea was good.

"Miss, back then..." Yao's mother asked.

"It was not the fault of painting the screen. If it was wrong..." Thinking of painting the screen, she was not angry. If Xia Houchen had let Lin Sheng touch the painting screen, the painting screen would not have suffered that kind of suffering. She remembered that the painting screen was pregnant, but the eldest child was only seven years old this year. Obviously, the child could not protect it. Live.

For good, we are all at peace.

She said lightly, "I don't remember what happened back then."

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