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Sister Zhao was worried about her aging body, so why wasn't she worried about Sister Zhao being displaced and helpless after the mountains and rivers were shattered and the golden soldiers and cavalry broke through the gates of the Song Dynasty.
In addition, the short-lived Zhao Mingcheng died more than 20 years earlier than Zhao Jieer, leaving Zhao Jieer alone like a duckweed in troubled times.
She didn't want to take care of her sister. Before she died, she sighed quietly that this was such a long life.
Maybe it will be Ning Xi who will accompany Sister Zhao at that time.
You can see that Li Gefei has a good vision.
However, Ning Xi was left to do the hard work.
After spending time with her, I have to stay with Sister Zhao.
After Brother Hao came back, Sunge warned him repeatedly not to casually set up matchmakers for others.
Taking the wrong bridge can ruin a person's life.
So Sister Zhao was matched with Zhang Ruzhou, who was also a domestic violence man and a Phoenix man.
If Sister Zhao hadn't had the courage that is different from ordinary women, wouldn't she have been subjected to domestic violence for more than ten years, beaten until her skin was bruised and swollen, and her hidden pain had to be taken away from her?
Li Hao was confused and could only nod blankly.
There are countless mountains, rivers and lakes waiting for him to explore. Moreover, at his age, most of the people he knows are married and starting businesses, so there is no need for him.
Li Hao looked at her mother-in-law who was tying pigtails on her little cotton-padded jacket and said, "Mother-in-law, I don't have that much free time, right?"
His and his wife's daughter looks very much like his eldest sister.
I hope that his little cotton-padded jacket can be as strong and lucky as his eldest sister.
Sun Ge didn't stop what he was doing, and he didn't even raise his head. "What if you are so full that you panic?"
The little baby didn't cry or fuss, was soft, white and tender, and she liked it very much.
Sister Zhao and Zhao Mingcheng had no blood connection over the years, and she didn't care.
It is not necessarily good for outsiders to intervene in the affairs of the couple.
"Auntie, if you comb Nian Nian's hair so many times a day, is it true that she won't be bald?"
Li Qingzhao took the little girl from the Sun singer with a crooked look on his face.
Sun Ge secretly put his hands behind his back and looked around seriously.
Isn't it normal for an old man to have bad eyesight and to have a few hairs growing out?
"Grandma, you hid your hair behind you again." The little girl began to complain softly and sweetly.
Sunge: Why can’t she understand what you’re talking about?
Aunt Ning shrank her head and whispered, "Is there a possibility that the hair was stuffed under the cushion?"
Sunge: Ever since I had the little girl, the preference in the family no longer belongs to her.
What should I do if I fall out of favor?
Sunge died, so unexpectedly.
It was as if he had never woken up in the most ordinary morning, and his face only looked like he was sleeping peacefully, without any trace of ferocity.
Sunge said she was also surprised.
"lady?"
Aunt Ning gently pushed the door open and called several times, but there was still no response.
The bed curtain was opened, and the person on the bed crossed his hands on his chest.
His face was peaceful, but he was no longer breathing.
"lady!"
Aunt Ning's voice was shrill, and she collapsed on the ground in disbelief, trembling and touching Sun Ge's breath with her fingers.
No breathing!
No temperature!
Her wife passed away quietly.
Tears burst into her eyes, and Aunt Ning felt extremely distressed at this moment.
"lady……"
Aunt Ning kept repeating.
It seemed that only this could awaken the lady who had accompanied her through thousands of mountains and rivers and given her love and respect.
Sunge looked at Aunt Ning who was crying in despair and grief, and wanted to step forward to comfort her.
Unfortunately, no one could see her, and no one could hear her.
It seemed like he was dead, but not quite dead.
Although he left Wang's body, he still stayed in this world.
Maybe, the time has not come yet.
Aunt Ning's pitiful cry shocked Li Qingzhao and Li Hao.
The two of them rushed over in a hurry.
Li Qingzhao's heart was so panicked that he clenched his fists and dug his nails into his palms without even noticing.
In front of the door, Li Qingzhao suddenly stopped.
She was afraid.
She was afraid that her mother-in-law had really left her.
The fear of this bad news is real.
But obviously, a famous doctor just checked her pulse a few days ago, and grandma is fine.
No one knows what A Niang's existence means to her.
Not just relatives!
Back then, my mother-in-law smashed the wall of Sister Zhang's house, which also inspired her to bravely face the wind and rain.
Poetry is certainly important.
But A Niang never gave her more than this.
She has always boasted that she would not place her life's happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy on others, but in fact.
For him, his grandmother's existence was a beacon, a source of support, and even a source of faith.
If possible, she would be willing to share her life with A Niang.
Li Qingzhao stood at the door at a loss, his expression full of vulnerability and fear, like a child who couldn't find his way home.
where is she.
Where is her mother-in-law?
"Sister, let's go in."
Holding back his grief, Li Hao pulled Li Qingzhao, crossed the threshold, passed through the screen, and saw the man lying on the bed with his eyes closed.
Gray hair.
Wrinkles appear everywhere.
The lips are dry.
But his expression was so peaceful, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, as if he had had a good dream.
Sun Ge only glanced at it and then looked away.
It turns out that she is already so old and ugly.
I don't look in the mirror all day long, thinking that I am just out of energy.
Fortunately, she didn't insist on keeping the little girl last night, otherwise she might have scared the children.
Li Qingzhao leaned over in front of Sun Ge, wrapped his hands around Sun Ge's waist, and wet his clothes with tears.
The low sobs gradually turned into howls.
Sun Ge felt choked in her heart as she watched this. This was the first time she had witnessed her own farewell.
Sister Zhao is in pain, but what about the past?
When she left in the past, did the people around her suffer as much as Sister Zhao?
Did the First Emperor, the most talented and strategic Emperor of the ages, also shed unknown tears for him?
Like the breeze in the mountains, the elegant and pure banished immortal, will he also drink alone to the moon for a long time, and will no longer be able to chant the two shadows to become three people.
She changed Gao Changgong's destiny and changed his regret of passing away after a glass of poisonous wine. She was bound to bear the cause and effect of his early death.
I don’t know, after she died.
Is Gao Changgong, as cool as a jade string, also supporting the new empire alone?
I don't know if the son of the clan succeeds to the throne and doubts that he has great achievements.
Thinking of the past, Sun Ge seemed to be infected by the sadness in the room.
It turns out that the long life we have gone through has been a matter of sincere support for each other.
At this moment, Sun Ge really wanted to cry.
The little girl staggered over and cried loudly, making the room full of sadness even more intense.
"grandmother!"
"grandmother!"
The little girl doesn't know what it's like to be sad in the world.
She only knew that the grandmother who would tie her pigtails, feed her candies, tell her stories, and make toys for her would never hold her in her arms again.
She didn't know what she was crying about.
But, I just want to cry.
for a long time……
After a long time...
(End of chapter)
