Madam,General Revives Again

Everyone may have a past that can't be mentioned to others. It's an unspeakable scar.

"Come on, go in and talk to her." Perilla quickly put away some slight sadness, "anyway, you cheated so many people, don't care to cheat one more. To cheat her is to accumulate merits. "

Yi Qing really wants to sew her mouth.

If you don't come back to worry about her, you will always be hurt as soon as you come back.

"Now what?" Yi Qing is worried again.

"Let her meet baozi, stay for two days, and then leave." Zisu said, "in the future, if she is reluctant to give up steamed stuffed buns, she may stay in the capital, which is just three mouths to eat. She, her husband and her daughter. "

"You helped settle her family?"

"Well, I live in an inn now."

Yi Qing nodded, "let's do this first."

After going in, she told Mrs. fan that the steamed stuffed bun was outside, and she came back in the afternoon.

Mrs. fan didn't move the tea and snacks in front of her. Her thin and dry body was empty in the broad rose chair. She looked out and didn't move.

Yi Qing can only accompany.

I don't know how long it took for her to remember Yi Qing, "good boy, this is my first time to meet you, and I don't have anything valuable for you. It's more or less an idea. Don't give up."

As she spoke, she took off her only blackened silver ring and came to the fortress to give it to Yi Qing.

Yi Qing thought about it, but didn't refuse. She accepted it directly.

Mrs. fan's face finally showed some relaxed color, but it was only a moment, and soon tears rolled down, "what a good daughter-in-law, he is not blessed!"

Yi Qing can't help thinking that if he wants to live, there's nothing wrong with me.

But she was still able to understand Mrs. fan's mood at the moment.

as like as two peas, she asked people outside to order a table banquet, and asked Mrs. fan to eat. "I also sent people to the same table on the side of the inn, so you don't have to worry."

Mrs. fan was immersed in her own emotions, and her reaction was a little numb. She nodded.

Yi Qing winked at the Perilla. If you are familiar with her, please say more.

With the joint efforts of the two, the meal finally went on.

Yi Qing sees that Mrs. fan's hand is cracked because it is dry, so she finds the ointment and gives it to her.

At first glance, Mrs. fan worked hard. The frostbite on her hand is old, and it recurres every year. Therefore, even if the flowers bloom in spring, her hand is still very swollen.

Yi Qing felt very sad.

Looking at Mrs. fan's silent tears, she couldn't bear to move her eyes away from the door. She asked someone to urge Xiao to take baozi home early.

Xiao thought that something big had happened, otherwise he would not be urged by Yi Qing's character, so he took a few mouthfuls and came back with steamed stuffed buns.

One big one small enters the door to see Yi Qing first, seeing that she doesn't look like she has something to do, then she is relieved.

Then Xiao noticed that Mrs. fan had already stood up excitedly.

When Mrs. fan saw the steamed stuffed bun, she could not help but approach to touch him. However, her arms were half stretched out in the air and she did not dare to move. Her lips were moving back and forth, unable to speak, and her tears were streaming down.

People in this life, there are many sad tears, flow also flow endless.

How can we express the estrangement and regret of more than 20 years in addition to tears?

Xiao Wan was a little displeased. He frowned at Yi Qing and said in a deep voice, "what's the matter? Don't scare baozi. "

Yi Qing shook his head at him and didn't let him talk any more.

Baozi looked up at Mrs. fan, reached out and handed her a small handkerchief: "grandma, don't cry. Are you a servant of the government? If you are wronged, you can tell my mother that she will help you. "

Mrs. fan was too crying to speak.

"Well, are you ill?" Baozi looked at her askew. Seeing that she didn't accept the handkerchief, she stood on tiptoe and wiped her tears with the handkerchief. "My mother is a doctor, and she can help you treat your illness."

Yi Qing came over and patted his tender shoulder and said in a low voice, "baozi, this is your grandmother. It's called grandmother."

The steamed stuffed bun is not good, Xiao's face suddenly changed.

He came over to hold the bun and yelled at Yi Qing, "what are you talking about! I General Xiao has no mother at all

Yi Qing was stunned by his strong reaction.

Mrs. fan looked at Yi Qing helplessly and looked at the steamed stuffed bun. Her eyes were swollen into peach stones.

After a long time, Yi Qing looked at Xiao, who was at the edge of his sword. He finally responded and said, "it's a long story. Xiao, let's go out and talk

"Can this person be confused?" The first time Xiao made such a big fire to Yi Qing, his forehead was full of green tendons.

If Yi Qing didn't know him well, I'm afraid he would have thought he wanted to hit people.

"Xiao, calm down." Yi Qing said in a deep voice, "come out with me first. Zisu, you and baozi serve Mrs. fan. "

With that, she could not help but wring Xiao out.Xiao did not want to move, his eyes were excited and full of resistance.

Yi Qing took a deep breath and finally pulled him out with a little effort.

Then she heard perilla behind and said, "aunt fan doesn't care about him. He's just a bodyguard."

Yi Qing obviously felt that Xiao Wan's body was stiff for a moment when he heard this.

Under the corridor, Yi Qing talked with Xiao Wan about the origin and secret of Mrs. fan.

"Lie! She must be lying Xiao was determined and his face was blue.

"And the evidence?" Yi Qing looks at the overreaction he asks a way.

"She must be sophistry. Did she not think about what would happen to a child without the protection of her mother after she left? "

Yi Qing took a deep breath: "she understands, but her situation is also very difficult. What can you do for her? "

In this era, it's too difficult to be a woman. Even a gentle and delicate man like Xiao can't understand these difficulties.

"Don't say it again, I don't agree!" said Xiao, shaking his sleeve

"You..."

Seeing that he was so angry, Yi Qing softened his mouth and said, "Xiao, it's like this. It has nothing to do with us. It's a private matter between Mrs. fan and Xiao Jinghan. At most, I'll ask baozi to call her grandmother. What can I lose?"

Xiao is a "no".

"Well, even if she's really fake, she just wants to cry and let baozi call her grandmother. What if we agree? But what if she's real? Does this give her some comfort? Can't you see that she has really suffered a lot? "

"She asked for it, too."

Yi Qing tried to reason calmly: "I know today that Xiao Jinghan is the son of Uncle Yi An. If we have to be reasonable, should we open up the past and recalculate? Who is more wrong? Is it necessary? "