Riding the Pheonix Chapter 17: Mother

After lunch break, Mingwei slowly stepped into Liujingtang.

"Mother."

Mrs. Ming San is folding paper ingots, which are provided to Empress Xuannv.

Seeing her come in, he smiled and waved: "Come."

Mingwei walked over and folded paper ingots under his mother's step-by-step instructions.

"When you were not well, my mother would come here every night to copy scriptures, and she would never fall behind."

Ming smiled: "I will copy it later."

Mrs. Mingsan asked: "Can you write?"

Mingwei nodded: "Empress Xuannv has taught me everything."

Mrs. Mingsan looked at her, her eyes gentle and sad: "You are like this, what my mother has dreamed of, it couldn't be better."

"Really?" Mingwei pinched a paper ingot and put it aside.

Mrs. Mingsan lowered her head, folded her hands and said, "If you insist on something that has no results, you will inevitably be lonely. Whenever I feel that I can't persist, my mother will think, if my Xiaoqi gets better, , what will it look like? Her father is so smart, she must be very smart too. Sensible and filial..."

As Mrs. Mingsan spoke, tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Mingwei reached out and hugged her: "Mom, don't be sad. From now on, I will be whatever you want me to be."

Mrs. Mingsan wiped away her tears, but said with a smile: "No, Xiaoqi, whatever you look like, my mother likes you."

Mingwei was silent and said softly: "I'm... afraid of scaring you."

"What else is more miserable than before? This is already very good. I can't even dream of it for my mother." Mrs. Mingsan touched her face, "So, don't worry, what should I do? Just like that."

After saying that, she smiled and continued to fold the ingots with her head down.

Mingwei looked at her quietly.

She lost her mother when she was young and has been following the Master as long as she can remember.

I also asked Master what my mother was like.

Master only said that she is a kind and good woman.

Mingwei has also imagined many times what it would be like if her mother were alive. He would make her clothes, wake her up when she was lying in bed, and feel extremely distressed when she got injured while practicing...

However, these are all imaginations.

Now, she met Mrs. Mingsan.

Finally I know what a mother who loves her children looks like.

Although she felt a little sorry for Miss Mingqi, she still wanted to... take this kind of love as her own.

So, those who disturb them must be cleaned up.

Mingwei continued to fold the ingots: "Mom, what kind of person is my fourth uncle?"

Ming Sanfu said: "Your fourth uncle is actually a very nice person. Although he curses harshly, he actually treats us well. We are orphans and widowed, and your fourth uncle takes care of our business outside. Yes. The annual rent for the shops and fields your father bought in the early years was delivered to your mother on time. As long as there are good things, they are also sent to Yu Fangyuan first..."

"So, he is really a good person?"

Mrs. Mingsan's eyes flashed: "At least among your uncles, he is the best."

Mingwei nodded.

She heard the implication.

There is indeed something wrong with the other uncles.

"Mom, I heard them say that when we came back from the capital, Yu Fangyuan was also haunted?"

Mrs. Mingsan paused for a moment.

"What happened next?"

Mrs. Mingsan smiled faintly and said, "It stopped being haunted after that."

"Suddenly it stopped being haunted?"

"Hmm. Maybe it's because our garden has good feng shui, so the yin energy has dissipated!"

Mingwei stopped asking.

The mother and daughter talked slowly until they finished folding the ingots, and someone outside whispered.

"...Eighth sister, mother told us not to run around..."

"Oh, don't tell me when you go back. How would mother know?"

"But..."

"What's the point, shut up!"

"Oh..."

Mrs. Mingsan looked over and saw two little guys poking their heads, and smiled: "Are they A Xiang and Brother Kun?"

"Oh, I've been discovered!" This was the voice of Ninth Young Master Ming Kun.

Then he was slapped on the head by Mingxiang: "It's all your fault for speaking so loudly!"

Ming Kun pursed his lips and did not dare to speak.

"Axiang!" Mrs. Mingsan scolded, "Don't bully your brother, come in and have some snacks."

After a while, the eighth young lady Ming Xiang came in with nine-year-old Ming Kun with an embarrassed look on her face.

"Third Aunt..."

Mrs. Ming San opened the candied fruit box: "You two are really lucky to know that Auntie has just opened the jar of candied fruit. Come and have a taste."

Mingxiang’s eyes lit up.

No one in the Ming family knows that the third lady regards her daughter as her life. Because the seventh lady loves sweets, she specially invited the candied master from the south. To the south is the State of Chu. Qi and Chu rule by dividing the river. They are hostile to each other and there is very little communication. It is not easy to taste the flavor of the South.

"Yeah, delicious!"

Mrs. Mingsan poured two cups of tea and said softly: "Don't eat too much, otherwise you won't be able to eat at night, and your mother will know."

Ming Xiang smiled sweetly at her and said in a well-behaved manner: "Okay, thank you, Third Aunt."

Mrs. Mingsan turned around and said to Mingwei: "Mom, go back and rest first. You can play with your brothers and sisters for a while. Don't be naughty and don't get too close to the water, you know?"

"I got it, Mom."

Mrs. Mingsan put away the paper ingots and left Liujing Hall.

There are three children in the room, you look at me, I look at you.

Mingwei still sat there calmly, drinking tea slowly, letting Mingxiang and Mingkun eat deliciously.

Finally Mingxiang couldn't help it anymore: "Seventh sister, don't you love candied fruits?"

Ming smiled: "You guys eat, I can eat every day."

"Oh..."

Mingxiang took a big sip of tea~IndoMTL.com~ and stared at her.

She has very little contact with this seventh sister. Because he is sick, he is always protected. If something happens, the adults will be nervous. Mingxiang is not someone who plays with someone cautiously, so of course he doesn't like to come.

Now this seventh sister is even stranger.

She no longer talks like a child, but looks like an adult, looking at herself with a smile, as if looking at a child...

"Seventh Sister, are you really well?"

Mingwei spread his hands: "What do you think?"

Mingxiang looked at it seriously for a while and said, "It seems to be really good. Fourth brother said, before my father ran over in a rage, he just said something to you, but nothing happened when he went back. Seventh sister, You are so powerful. When my father gets angry, my mother has to find a way to hide."

Ming Wei smiled: "Is that why you are here?"

"Yes!" Mingxiang took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands stained with icing sugar. "My father has a very bad temper. If you dare to speak when he loses his temper, you are simply a warrior."

Mingwei found it interesting: "Does Fourth Uncle know you said that about him?"

"He can't listen anyway." Mingxiang asked enthusiastically, "Seventh sister, how about you teach me how to deal with my father? He always trains me to death, I am already so old Don’t you want to lose face?”

Mingwei took a sip of tea slowly: "Okay, but you also agree to one condition."

"Say it!" Mingxiang was happy, "As long as I can do it."

Mingwei paused for a moment: "You know, I am recovering from my illness, and many things at home are unclear. How about you chat with me, talk about things at home, and I will tell you how to deal with your father?"

"Okay, deal!" Mingxiang extended his hand to her.

This is going to...

Ming smiled and gave her a high-five: "It's a deal."