It has been three days since I returned from the gate of the imperial city.
Jiang Sheng kept silent about returning to the Jiang family, and no one from the Jiang family came to pick him up. Only He Rui was left guarding the luxurious carriage, squatting pitifully at the entrance to the second courtyard.
Aunt Zhang was soft-hearted and let him sleep in the same room as Jiang San and Jiang Si, and he also had a share of the meals cooked every day.
He Rui almost thought that was it, and secretly felt sorry for the girl.
Until Jiang Sheng said, "Take me to Jiang's house."
What a good girl, she finally figured out how to accept the prosperity and wealth of the Jiang family.
Before He Rui had time to be ecstatic, he suddenly remembered that Jiang Sheng had used "go" instead of "return" just now. He suppressed his joy again and said with a grimace, "Are you really going, girl?"
Jiang Sheng nodded calmly.
Beside them were the three young masters who clenched their fists, and Aunt Zhang who was about to shed tears at any moment.
He Rui could only pull out the reins cautiously, pull the horse cautiously, and wait cautiously at the entrance of the second courtyard.
"Jiang Sheng." Xu Mo suppressed pain in his light voice, "If the price for me to retake the exam is that you do something you don't want to do, then I would rather give up my money to others."
"Sister, I won't be able to see you again." Wen Zhiyun burst into tears, and her hand that felt the pulse kept trembling.
Chang Yan pursed his lips and said, "We have other ways to thank the Jiang family."
You don’t have to pay them a big girl.
The reason why people are called people is because they have emotions and choices.
People are not objects. If you give them away, you can take them back. If you throw them away, you can pick them up and bring them home.
In the past, kidnappers deceived countless children from their parents and sold them to other families. It would take decades to find them, or they might never be found.
Those who cannot be found are immersed in sadness, but those who can be found are.
The child I love most is a stranger, calling for other people’s parents. When he meets a blood relative, he only asks, “Who are you looking for?”
This is helpless, but it is also reality.
Jiang Sheng stumbled around for seven years and spent four years with her brothers. Her life did not belong to the Jiang family, nor did it belong to the pavilions and pavilions blocked by the high walls.
Even if the Fang family won't give up in the next year's test, and even if there are countless difficulties waiting ahead, the brothers and sisters can work together to overcome them.
"Don't go, don't go, little Jiang Sheng." Zhang Xianglian choked up.
Seeing that Chang Yan and Xu Mo's eyes were a little red, Wang Xiaozhu and Jiang San and Jiang Si quietly wiped away tears.
Jiang Sheng suddenly put his hands on his hips and said, "It's not like I won't come back. Why are you so sentimental? Do the Jiang family eat their children, one after another?"
Zhang Xianglian couldn't help laughing or crying immediately, tears were hanging on her face and she couldn't wipe them away.
Wen Zhiyun sniffed and finally stopped crying.
Xu Mo and Chang Yan were the most thoughtful, but they also clearly showed a sense of helplessness.
"That's right. Just relax. I'll share it with you when I gain some experience from the Jiang family." The little girl patted her chest and hurriedly got into the Jiang family's luxurious carriage without daring to look back.
Someone calls from behind.
"Jiang Sheng."
She just sat there blankly, letting the sound gradually fade away until it disappeared altogether.
I don't know how long it took, He Ruile stopped the carriage and reminded carefully, "Girl, Jiang Mansion has arrived."
Jiang Sheng woke up from a dream, checked that there was nothing missing in his outfit, and then gently jumped out of the carriage.
He Rui had already stepped forward and knocked on the door. It was still the Jiang family's concierge. He still only opened the door a crack and asked in a low voice, "Who are you looking for?"
"If you don't look for anyone, just say that the Jiang family's legitimate daughter is back." He Rui changed his tone and became upright.
The concierge was startled and ran inside without caring about anything.
Passing by several maids, they were startled and yelled at them, "How unbecoming it is to run around like this in the mansion!"
The concierge hurriedly threw out a few words, "The girl is back."
Disappear around the corner.
"The girl is back?" The maid in purple clothes was a little confused, "Has the girl gone out?"
"The girl didn't go out." The maid in yellow shook her head, "Since I got sick a while ago, I haven't been out once, and I even talk a lot less."
"Why is this concierge so crazy?" The maid in pink clothes held a tea cup, "I came to get the bird's nest for the girl. I can be sure that the girl is always with Madam."
Several people were talking and laughing as they walked to the bluestone road leading directly to the gate.
Jiang Sheng and He Rui stood in front of the open door, waiting quietly.
There is an unwritten rule in large families: distinguished guests are invited directly to the main hall to wait, regular guests are directly introduced to the owner's courtyard, and ordinary guests are invited to wait in the concierge.
As for Jiang Sheng and He Rui waiting outside the door, wearing extremely ordinary clothes, they could only be poor relatives in the autumn wind.
"I don't know whose house it belongs to, so I just walked through the front door." They murmured with contempt in their eyes, "In the autumn wind, you should go through the back door."
"Forget it, one less thing is worse than one more thing, and it won't hurt us."
A few people left chatting and laughing, their bodies jingling, and they were actually richer than the ladies from ordinary aristocratic families.
Return to the main courtyard.
The maid in pink clothes was the first to bring the bird's nest cup into the house.
The maid in purple and the maid in yellow were still muttering about the pair of poor relatives who were fighting against the autumn wind just now.
"What are you talking about in a whisper? You are so happy." Mrs. Jiang trimmed the flower branches and said in a nonchalant tone, "Tell it to the third lady. It will relieve your boredom."
The maid in pink clothes was cooling the bird's nest for the pale and weak Jiang Chenghuan.
The maid in purple clothes had already begun to describe with eloquence, "We passed by the gate and found a pair of poor relatives who were fighting against the autumn wind. They were dressed in rags, but they were quite fat. They must have been in the autumn wind for a long time. I don't know which poor little boy it is. This month I’m afraid that Yin will be beaten away.”
Mrs. Jiang smiled and said nothing.
"The concierge is also crazy, shouting at the top of his voice that the girl is back." Not to be outdone, the maid in yellow said, "If the autumn man outside had dressed more luxuriously, we would have been frightened."
"Yes, yes, the girl is obviously sitting here..." the maid in purple agreed.
Mrs. Jiang paused in her cutting of flower branches, and complex emotions climbed over her face, covering up her original carelessness.
Jiang Chenghuan, who had just received the bird's nest cup, was even more shaken. Most of the bowl of good bird's nest fell on the quilt, rolled to the ground, and broke into five petals with a "click".
The girl is back.
Really back.
Also receiving the news was Deren-yuan, the courtyard where Mrs. Jiang lived.
Tan Yue was looking for black hair among the silver threads when she suddenly heard the concierge's howl. With a trembling hand, she pulled out one of Mrs. Jiang's two remaining black hairs.
She didn't even have time to feel sorry, let alone apologize. She hurriedly put on her embroidered shoes and helped Mrs. Jiang, who was over fifty years old, to walk quickly.
"Slow down, slow down, there's still time." The young and strong Tan Yue almost couldn't keep up.
Mrs. Jiang strode forward without saying a word.
Finally walking from Deren Academy to the gate of Jiang Mansion, across the rising sun, the radiant little girl finally stepped across the threshold, crossed time and space, walked up to her, saluted and called her.
"grandmother."
