Begonia sleepless tonight

After that text message in the morning, there was no more news, and it seemed that it had never been sent.

But it was like a small stone, stirring up waves in Yan Ruyi's heart.

Not painful, but itchy.

It caused her to be absent-minded all day, and the old master could see it.

"This thing comes from the heart. If you don't concentrate, you will naturally reflect it." The old master patted her on the shoulder and didn't say anything else.

"I can do it." Yan Ruyi started making small thangkas again, hoping to use the process of making to numb herself and forget about those troublesome things.

Neither Feng Ze nor Shangguan Wanwan dared to disturb them, they both knew it well.

One started to use his own official account, and the other posted his Thangka on Weibo, each of them was doing publicity, and both were busy.

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Obviously saw the message, but did not reply.

This is really something his girl would do.

Jiang Jiucheng has been staring at the phone for a whole day, except for the three words that the system has read, there is nothing else.

"Are you okay? The discharge procedures have been completed." Tang Yun came back with the list.

Everything in the ward has been cleaned up, and the assistant took it home early in the morning.

Jiang Jiucheng put away his phone and stood up, pushing Tang Yun out of the hospital.

"I won't go, you and auntie haven't seen each other for a long time, chat more, I'll go back and cook some dishes for you." Tang Yun sent Jiang Jiucheng to the car, but she didn't get on.

Every year on this day, Mother Jiang will come out.

Just to clean Jiang Yuan's tomb.

Tang Yun hoped that Mother Jiang would be happy from the bottom of her heart, and suggested that she leave first.

But these words always made Jiang Jiucheng feel weird.

In the car, he finally figured it out.

Going back with Tang Yun's words made him feel uncomfortable, like a hostess.

After a while, the car stopped at the gate of the nursing home.

The dean and the nurse sent Mother Jiang out in person.

Mother Jiang's expression was a bit ugly, dark and cold.

"This morning, the nurse peeled her eggs, but she knocked her to the ground, and she has been depressed until now." The dean was also very helpless, "However, she gave her a new egg to eat."

Jiang Jiucheng nodded, and took Jiang's mother away from the nurse.

In the car, Mother Jiang criticized the nurse for her behavior, as if the egg was made of gold.

Jiang Jiucheng still tried his best to cooperate with his mother and make her happy.

All the servants gathered at the door to welcome Mother Jiang back: "Welcome Ma'am."

Hearing this long-lost voice, Mother Jiang finally smiled.

"Mom, what Yuanyuan likes most is when the house is lively. If you keep keeping a straight face, Yuanyuan will be unhappy." As long as Jiang Jiucheng moves out of Jiang Yuan, Jiang's mother will listen to everything.

At this moment, he was obediently sitting at the dining table waiting for the meal to be served.

"The last dish." Tang Yun held the plate in one hand and pushed the wheelchair out with the other.

Mother Jiang's complexion became ugly again.

Feeling the embarrassment of the scene, Tang Yun still sat down with a cheeky face: "Auntie, you can taste my cooking, see if it tastes good?"

"I don't like shrimp." Mother Jiang unceremoniously pushed away the dishes in front of her, and deliberately chose a refreshing cold dish, which she ate with great relish.

This deliberate move made Tang Yun's face collapse in an instant.

Jiang Jiucheng put a piece in his mouth and praised: "It's delicious, Mom, why don't you try it."

These dishes are Jiang's mother's favorite, and Tang Yun prepared them early in the morning.

But Jiang's mother just didn't appreciate it, and didn't pay attention to Jiang Jiucheng.

The awkward atmosphere at the dinner table continued, and the air in the whole room felt suffocating.

"What are you doing here?"

After the meal, it was time to clean the tomb, usually Mother Jiang would bring Jiang Jiucheng in together.

Tang Yun followed behind, not noticing that she had reached the door of the study, she hurried back when she heard Mother Jiang's words: "I'm sorry."

"Who are you showing this pitiful look to? This is my house, and I didn't invite you to come over to do these things. Why do you feel wronged?" Mother Jiang said unceremoniously, and dragged Jiang Jiucheng's hand into the study.

He glanced back at Tang Yun outside the door, his eyes were as red as a rabbit.

The door was shut by Mother Jiang.

The tomb sill on the window sill is clean and tidy, and it can be seen that someone has been cleaning it.

"For so many years, if your sister is still alive, she must be in her twenties." Jiang's mother was sad when she talked about her daughter.

She stroked the tomb platform, and the corners on it were almost smoothed.

It could be seen that someone missed this daughter more than her.

"In the past, your relationship was always the best. Yuanyuan always said that I am very happy to have you as my brother." Jiang's mother's tears could not stop flowing down, and hot tears burst and evaporated on the cold floor, "Fortunately Those who hurt your sister are dead, this is retribution."

Jiang Jiucheng's expression changed and he frowned.

Jiang's mother went to a nursing home after suffering from depression. She still doesn't know what happened in these years, about the death of her sister, and about that girl.

"If there is another reason for my sister's death..."

Before Jiang Jiucheng could finish speaking, a loud noise interrupted his words.

The things on the desk were scattered all over the place, and the candlestick made of glass suddenly fell apart.

Mother Jiang's hand was also scratched several times, and blood flowed out suddenly, but she seemed to feel no pain at all, staring into Jiang Jiucheng's eyes: "What did you say? Say it again!"

"Impossible!" Mother Jiang covered her head and screamed like crazy, "The police said it was them! How is it possible?! Your sister was killed by them!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong!" Jiang Jiucheng didn't dare to say anything to irritate her, so he quickly comforted her, "Calm down, calm down slowly."

His hand stroked Jiangmu's chest up and down twice to calm her down, and then gradually calmed down.

There were still tears in the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Jiucheng knew in his heart that after so many years of resentment, Jiang's mother had already turned her longing for her daughter into hatred, so she was able to survive strong. She wanted to see the person who killed her sister get retribution.

If you tell her suddenly, in fact, all these years, she has hated the wrong person, but it is not clear who the real murderer is.

This undoubtedly broke her spiritual pillar, and the whole person would easily collapse.

Jiang Jiucheng hugged his mother in his arms, like a child protecting a beloved toy, she hugged Jiang Yuan's tomb tightly in her arms.

She didn't know how long she cried before she got up and put the tombstone back to its original place, and cleaned the surrounding area.

Coming out of the study, Tang Yun was still at the door.

Mother Jiang's face turned cold in an instant: "You are a woman who is quite good at stalking, I have already said that, what are you still doing here? Are you so shameless?"