(eight)
If you don’t explode in silence, you will die in silence.
Nothing more than two results.
No one is truly indestructible.
If things continue like this, it is not difficult to guess the outcome of the Zhang family's young lady. It will always be a tragedy.
Zhang was stunned, with a look of hesitation on her face, but she still held the beads tightly in her hand and refused to let go.
He is unwilling to admit that he is wrong, and he cannot admit that he is wrong.
Otherwise, wouldn't these years have been in vain, and her extravagant hope of returning to the clan would also be in vain?
So, what is the meaning of her life?
Mrs. Zhang pursed her lips, her cold and dull eyes seemed to be quenching poison, "Don't worry about it, Mrs. Li."
"With this time, Mrs. Li might as well educate her children well."
"Three-year-olds look younger than seven-year-olds. Sister Zhao should be sensible at this age, instead of drinking and having fun and climbing over the wall."
Sunge looked at Mrs. Zhang quietly, pretending to be at a loss as if she didn't understand the meaning of expelling guests in her words.
She came here, firstly to compensate for the wall repair, and secondly because of Li Qingzhao's thoughts.
So the silence continued to spread.
Mrs. Zhang stared at Sunge angrily, but to no avail, so she had to find a new string of beads, coil them in her hand, and spin them wildly.
Zhang: She has never seen such a shameless woman!
calm!
calm!
She was afraid that she would be driven out of the house with a broom and ruin Yaoyao's reputation.
Tolerate!
The bracelet spinning faster and faster in his hand vividly conveys Zhang's restlessness.
"Mrs. Zhang burns incense, copies scriptures and worships Buddha every day. She has a pure and ascetic mentality. She still cannot completely control her joy and anger, but she says that Mrs. Zhang should be a sage. Isn't it a joke."
Inadvertently, Sunge once again failed to control his bad words and frantically tested Zhang on the verge of collapse.
Mrs. Zhang gritted her teeth and looked away.
After gathering her emotions, the old grandma who had arrived belatedly sighed secretly when she saw this. Sure enough, Madam was no match for Zhang.
"Mrs. Li is so rude!"
"This nanny is so overbearing!"
Sun Ge didn't even bother to raise his eyelids and retorted coolly.
"If I remember correctly, there is a word called Yue Zudai Pao. Does grandma want to join the advocate family?"
"If not, then what's the meaning of this behavior? Is this the famous upbringing nanny in Mingshui?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's better to be famous than to meet in person. Some people are better off living in legends."
Zhang:......
Grandma:......
Mrs. Zhang and the old grandma looked at each other, their lips trembling, and they were speechless for a long time.
With this opening, he was going to hit the guy who was eating.
Two people were silent, three people were embarrassed.
Sunge: That year she had her hands in her pockets and didn’t know what an opponent was.
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The flower blooms in two halves, one on each side.
The three people here were staring at each other, but Li Qingzhao had successfully found Mrs. Zhang.
Not in his own courtyard, but in Zhang's private ancestral hall.
In the ancestral hall, the light was dim and gloomy. Mrs. Zhang, dressed in plain clothes and accompanied by a green lantern, knelt on the futon wiltingly. In front of her were densely packed memorial tablets. The cold wind blew by, making her extremely gloomy.
The faint smell of blood made Li Qingzhao's heart tighten.
"Sister Zhang."
Li Qingzhao stepped forward quickly, his voice slightly choked.
Mrs. Zhang slowly raised her head, her palm-sized face was pale and bloodless, her dark eyes were silent, and her lips were slightly chapped.
It seemed like it took a long time to react.
"Sister Zhao." Mrs. Zhang wanted to reach out and rub Li Qingzhao's little head, but she ended up with pinpricks of varying depths on her fingertips.
Punching blood into ink, copying sutras and praying for blessings, this is my mother's request.
If you drink alcohol, you will be punished.
But my mother also worked hard to turn this punishment into a good talk.
Outsiders will not know about drinking.
What can be passed down thousands of miles is her filial piety, which is willing to prick blood to copy scriptures.
Filial piety?
Mrs. Zhang chuckled, an unspeakable mockery, followed by a burst of heartbreaking coughing.
Li Qingzhao held Mrs. Zhang's hand in time, put it to her mouth and exhaled softly.
It was bone-chilling cold, not like the temperature a living person should have.
There was a flash of light in Mrs. Zhang's silent black eyes, and it disappeared in an instant.
His eyes blinked, and tears suddenly rolled down.
"Sister Zhang, I was wrong."
Li Qingzhao felt extremely sad.
Her random actions caused Sister Zhang to be punished in this ancestral hall for many days.
It's her fault!
Mrs. Zhang shook her head, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said comfortingly, "It's nothing."
"This is not a punishment for my sister."
She's used to it.
"Sister Zhao, I have never blamed you. Instead, I want to thank you."
"Sister, I just hope that the years to come will be like the past, and every year will be like yesterday."
This is her most sincere wish and her most ardent expectation.
The world that Sister Zhao describes is a fairyland.
Li Qingzhao's eyes were sore, and his heart was blocked. He had thousands of words to say, but he didn't know how to express them in his mouth, and he didn't know how to change Sister Zhang's situation.
No, it’s not that I don’t know, it’s that I am unable to change.
"Sister Zhao, I am lucky to meet you in my life."
The beautiful and beautiful stories and anecdotes passed through the ears and were engraved in the mind.
The clear and sweet wine, cup after cup, passed through the throat and was engraved in my heart.
This was an encounter she didn't want to miss and had no regrets about.
The tears shed at that time were all warm.
It was also the first time that she was thankful that when she felt that she couldn't endure it any longer, she gritted her teeth and persisted a little longer, choosing to continue living.
The ever-increasing height of the courtyard wall and the cold and disgusting scoldings from her nanny made her despair.
Sister Zhao is not the dirt and filth in the mouths of grandma and grandma, but the bright sun and bright moon hanging above her head.
The curses and slanders caused her pain and made her repent.
If it weren't for her, why would Sister Zhao have to be plagued by those dirty words? Sister Zhao's world should be bright, beautiful, wanton and beautiful.
She didn't want to add a haze to Sister Zhao's life with her own hands.
"Sister Zhao, please leave quickly. If grandma and grandma find out..."
She couldn't imagine how she would react after Sister Zhao heard those words with her own ears.
Li Qingzhao helped the kneeling stiff lady Zhang, "Sister Zhang, there is no need to worry, grandma brought me here."
"Sister has a cough. She should be taken care of carefully. How can she stay in this cold and dark ancestral hall for a long time."
Li Qingzhao's heart clenched tightly. The thin and weak man in front of her seemed to disappear from her in the next second.
The strong sense of brokenness made her panic.
Mrs. Zhang didn't speak, as if a cough that could kill someone was nothing to her.
"Sister Zhao, let's go."
"When I finish copying the scriptures and the confinement is over, I will pay you a visit."
Neither grandma nor grandma are easy to get along with.
Mrs. Li still doesn't know what kind of dilemma she will face at this moment.
"Sister Zhao, be brave enough to do what you want to do and live the life you want to live."
"Don't be afraid, you are right."
At this time, Li Qingzhao still couldn't understand the deeper meaning of these words.
