"Uncle, don't worry, my nephew will definitely be on the gold list this time, and he will definitely find a way to make you younger." Ning Xuan said with tears falling again.
Although he didn't know what had happened in the past few years, it was obviously no small matter to make his uncle, who originally had few gray hairs, age like this.
But Ning Xuan didn't have the heart to ask, for fear of adding salt to his uncle's wounds.
"Oh, good boy, good boy." The old man wiped his tears with his sleeve.
"By the way, uncle, where is my cousin? Have you gone out to do business?" Ning Xuan asked curiously, but Ning Xuan didn't notice the flash of pain in his uncle's eyes.
"Your cousin, he...he..." The middle-aged woman next to Qingchen spoke hesitantly, but before she could finish her words, tears started to flow down her face.
"Alas... your cousin... he accompanied me on a business trip the year before last, and was killed by bandits." The old man closed his eyes in pain.
"What!?" Ning Xuan couldn't help but take two steps back as if he was struck by lightning. If it weren't for the old man's quick eyesight and quick hands, Ning Xuan would have sat down on the ground.
Ning Xuan stared at his uncle blankly, and couldn't help but think of his very honest and honest cousin. He remembered that when they first met, his cousin smiled and said that he would take him to many places to play in the future.
My cousin said that there is a candy seller in the capital, and they are very beautiful. I must buy it for him in the future. He also said that Jiangzhou’s silk brocade is very good. When he is in high school, he must buy it to make him a suit of clothes.
He even remembered his cousin's eager eyes at that time. He knew that his cousin also wanted to wear good clothes, but due to his status as a businessman, his cousin was not qualified to own many things, even if he could afford them.
But his cousin transferred this desire to him. In his letters, he often told him what good things he saw during this business trip and what he bought for him.
Later, due to business, my uncle and cousin couldn't go to his house often, so they kept in touch through letters, but they didn't expect that that meeting would be their last.
"Axuan, come with your uncle." The old man dragged Ning Xuan towards a room on the side.
"Uncle, this is..." Ning Xuan looked at the house in front of him, which was different from other houses, and was a little stunned.
"My uncle prepared this for you and your mother, but you never came, so you put it aside. Whenever your cousin sees something good that can be kept for a long time, he will put it here for you after buying it."
After saying that, the old man opened the door and walked in. After a while, he came out dragging a wooden box. Ning Xuan saw that his uncle was struggling and quickly stepped forward to take it.
"Ha... I have to obey the old man, these things are no longer good." The old man said with a bitter smile.
Ning Xuan looked at the wooden box in front of him, but did not dare to open it.
The old man stretched out his hand to open the wooden box, and what he saw was a light blue robe with some unwashed blood stains on it.
"This... your cousin specially asked someone to order it in Jiangzhou after he found out that you had become a Juren. But as soon as he got it back..." The old man couldn't continue.
Ning Xuan bent down and gently touched the robe. He knew that things were not as simple as his uncle said. How difficult would it be for a businessman's son to buy a Jiang brocade robe?
It was already five years ago when he was selected for the exam. He was one of the youngest people in the history of the nearby villages. He was at the forefront of the entire government.
It took my cousin three years to get this piece of clothing.
Ning Xuan didn't know what difficulties his cousin encountered or what he went through during this period, but it was conceivable that it was definitely not easy.
Ning Xuan bit his lower lip tightly to prevent himself from crying, but the big tears fell uncontrollably on the light blue robe.
"Cry if you want to. Don't hold it in too much. Your cousin won't be happy if he finds out." The old man choked and stroked Ning Xuan's head.
After hearing his uncle's words, Ning Xuan couldn't hold back in an instant. He hugged the robe tightly in his arms, knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
Looking at this scene, Ling Chen took a deep breath, turned his head unnaturally, and gently wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingers.
He said that he couldn't bear to see such a thing. If he had known this, he would not have come. This now makes him feel a little uncomfortable.
The hemp rope is cut at the thinnest part, and bad luck only finds the poor.
Ning Xuan's mother was seriously ill and she finally managed to survive. She also found her only relative, and she was pregnant. She was about to go to Beijing to take the exam. If she had achieved fame, good times would come.
As a result, at this moment, Ning Xuan received such bad news. If he couldn't come out, he might fail the exam this time.
At this time, a little kid with two sky-high hairpins came out of nowhere and walked towards Ning Xuan with unsteady steps.
"Hey~" Ning Xuan's aunt on the side just started to stop her, but she didn't know what she thought of and stopped her words.
The little baby walked to Ning Xuan, held Ning Xuan's arm, and tried hard to lean forward to see Ning Xuan's face. She wanted to know what was wrong with the person in front of her, why was she crying harder than her?
Ning Xuan lowered his head and looked at the pink little girl next to him with tearful eyes, and couldn't help but be stunned.
"Uncle, she is..." Ning Xuan turned to look at his uncle who had a miserable look on his side.
"This is your cousin, whose nickname is Gardenia. Your aunt gave birth to her regardless of everything. Because of this, your aunt almost got into trouble." Uncle Ning Xuan explained.
After hearing this, Ning Xuan looked down at this little girl who was very curious about him, with an indescribable feeling in his heart.
But when the little girl saw that Ning Xuan stopped crying, she looked at Ning Xuan, suddenly laughed, stretched out her little hand and patted Ning Xuan.
Ning Xuan looked at his uncle with some confusion.
"Haha, this girl is a brat. Every time she stops crying, I will pat her and tell her that she is a good child if she doesn't cry. I'm afraid she learned this from me, but she probably can't speak." Ning Xuan The uncle smiled bitterly.
Hearing this, Ning Xuan burst into laughter and stretched out his hands to hug the little girl.
"Well, I am a good boy, and you are a good boy too." Ning Xuan looked at his little cousin with love.
"Giggle~" The little girl suddenly laughed when she heard these familiar words, showing her two baby teeth.
"You girl are not afraid of life." Aunt Ning Xuan came over and took the little girl away, fearing that she would tire Ning Xuan.
"Hey~" The little girl gave up immediately and stretched out her two small hands towards Ning Xuan, hoping that Ning Xuan would hug her.
Upon seeing this, Ning Xuan stood up quickly and patted the dust on his body.
"Aunt, let me hold you." Ning Xuan stretched out his hand.
"This... okay, if you're tired, just put it down." Aunt Ning Xuan nodded and sent the little girl over.
The little girl was happy now. Her little face lay motionless in Ning Xuan's arms, she was particularly well-behaved.
"Uncle, what's your cousin's name?" Ning Xuan felt much better looking at the little girl in his arms.
"I haven't gotten up yet, I want to wait until she is older." Uncle Ning Xuan shook his head and said.
"Then... how about asking Master Sanzong to give you one?" Ning Xuan thought for a moment, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he said something that made Chen Chen sweat.
"No, no, no, no, that's not good for a poor monk!" Hearing this in the early morning, he waved his hands repeatedly.
"Master San Buran, you're so polite. It's for the blessing of my little girl to have an eminent monk like you name her." Uncle Ning Xuan said quickly.
"But this..." Ling Chen wanted to say something more, but was blocked by Ning Xuan's pleading eyes.
"Okay, then I'll do my best, this poor monk. If it doesn't go well, I hope you won't be offended."
"No, no, no, don't worry." Uncle Ning Xuan agreed.
