The General Is Here [Rebirth]

Cuiyan led the way, while Shi Heruo followed behind.

The plum garden is in the north courtyard.

Speaking of the plum garden in the north courtyard, it really has something to do with Shi Heruo.Because this plum garden was created by the father to please He Ruoshui's mother, He Ruoshui.

Shi Hewei's mother was overjoyed and loved her very much.Later, I simply asked to move out of the East Courtyard and move into the North Courtyard.

Therefore, there is not only a plum garden in the north courtyard, but also Qingxinxuan, where He Ruo's mother lived.

When passing by Qingxinxuan, Shi Heruo couldn't help but pause and take a look.

The door of Qingxinxuan has been locked since Shi Hewei's mother passed away, and the key is in the hands of Shi's father alone.

Every year on the ninth day of March, Shi's father would ask for leave and go to court to refuse the guests.Shut up in Qingxinxuan alone, sitting for a whole day.On weekdays, Shi's father even does the cleaning of Qingxinxuan by himself.

When Shi He Ruo stepped into the plum garden, he happened to see the plum blossoms in full bloom and the petals falling with the wind.The small wind is carrying the fragrance of plum blossoms blowing towards my face.

Although the scenery of Meiyuan is beautiful, it is a place that even the weak dare not come to.

Because he is guilty.

He is a person who has lost his mother since he was born.He didn't know what the woman his father loved so much was like.

His cry of "wow" at birth meant the end of another's life.

And that person was his mother—He Ruoshui.

At the beginning, He Ruoshui gave birth to a dangerous situation, under the condition that only one of the two could be kept.Because Qizhang went abroad at that time, Wang Fengge, who was in charge of affairs in the mansion, naturally took the midwife's hand and strongly demanded to protect the eldest son, but He Ruoshui, who was dying on the bed, held the midwife Wu Sao's hand inside the house.

"I only have two or three years to live after this time, but if this child is born, there will be dozens of years. Moreover, he is made of my flesh and blood, conceived in ten months. Now it is only one step away from you wanting me How to give up?"

"If this child can't survive, I will let him go. To save him from being lonely and helpless in the underworld, with no one to take care of him when he is young."

Just like that—Shi He Ruo got a new life, but his mother closed her eyes forever.

His life was preserved in exchange for his mother's.

When Shi Hewei was able to read at the age of five, Shi's father threw him a letter.

The letter on the envelope: My son, Hu'er, personally opened it.

Every word of that letter, from Shi Heruo to now, can be remembered exactly.

My son Tiger:

I think it must be four or five years before my son can read this letter.I don't know if my mother is by my son's side at this time, if so, my son should not laugh at why my mother wrote a letter in such an unnecessary move.If you are not here, please read this letter carefully, and forgive your mother for not fulfilling her responsibilities as a mother and loving her son and mother.

The mother suffered a lot when she was young, and thought that she would never have any more children in this life.Thanks to the pity of the heavens, I will send you, Hu'er, to your mother.The mother is naturally very happy, but be careful and panic.

When the rain falls and the windows are closed for fear of being shocked, the stars are picked and sent away privately in the sky.

If there is half a chance, my mother will be by my son's side and protect my son's journey safely, and see that my son will one day shine on the lintel, serve the country, or wear red flowers and candles, and be a child under her knees.However, when the moon is full or waning, things are very difficult to complete. Even if my mother would rather suffer all kinds of hardships to be with my son for a moment, she still can't get it.

Therefore, I finally reluctantly parted, leaving this letter to express my words.

Wanwang my son, don't blame your mother for abandoning you cruelly, in fact, you can't get what you want.Although the mother can't be with her, she can't give up the thoughts in her heart.Even if there is only a wisp of broken soul left, I would like to beg God to bless my son's well-being in exchange.

I can't be with you from now on, and I have thousands of words and instructions in my heart.However, the ink has not yet fallen on the paper, and the tears have already flowed a thousand lines, and it is difficult to hold the pen.

So that's all.

May my son be happy every year, and my mother can smile without regrets in the ground.But the son should not forget where he is from, he should inherit the ambition of his father, and don't forget the word loyalty in his heart.

Mother: Ho

Shi He Ruo has seven pieces of clothes that Shi's mother made for him.The first four pieces were made by Shi's mother to estimate the size of Shi Hewei when he was one year old-there are four sets of spring, summer, autumn and winter.However, when Shi He Ruo made his first spring clothes when he was three years old, Shi's mother found that she didn't have the energy to make clothes for the four seasons.

So Shi He Ruo's three-year-old clothes—Shi's mother only made two sets of spring and summer.

As for the seven-year-old, there is only one spring shirt left.

Even the embroidery on the spring shirt was missing two petals, the embroidery was not finished, and the thread was too late to cut off.

At the age of five, He Ruo wailed after reading his mother's letter, then ran to the ancestral hall and knelt in front of his mother's memorial tablet, crying. On the ground, his forehead was bruised and purple.After crying for an hour and a half, he passed out due to exhaustion and was sent back to his room.

The first thing she did after waking up was grabbing the hand of the maid beside her and asking, "Did my mother leave anything for me?"

Among the seven clothes that He Ruoshui made for Shi He Ruo, four of the one-year-old clothes were worn by Shi He Ruo when he was two years old.

The seven-year-old spring shirt was turned out and worn by five-year-old He Ruo, from a little older to nine-year-old short and narrow.

He Ruo wore that green spring shirt when Yin Shuhuan saw it.

It happened to be the day when he was dragged to the mansion by the old general to save Shi He Ruo's life.After Shi He Ruo was rescued and woke up by him, he couldn't leave immediately, and he had to stay to prescribe medicine and continue to see the situation later.

However, five days after He Ruo woke up at that time, Yin Shuhuan went into the house with a medicine bowl to look for He Ruo, but he was nowhere to be found.Ask the maids and servants in the room, and everyone replied that the young master went to the ancestral hall to worship early in the morning, and this is the ninth day of March.

11-year-old Yin Shuhuan still doesn't know how to portray a gentle and elegant little genius doctor in all aspects.As soon as I heard that the person I had worked so hard to save was not listening to my words and recuperating in bed, but instead went to the ancestral hall early in the morning to kneel down to worship and seek death, I immediately became furious.As soon as the medicine bowl was placed on the table in the house, he was so angry that he ran to the ancestral hall of Shi's family.

It was still cold in March of that year, and when he was seven years old, He Ruo was kneeling with his head bowed in a thin spring shirt that was half-shortened.

"You don't want to die, do you? Young Master." Yin Shuhuan pulled Shi Heuo from kneeling on the worship mat.

"Today is my mother's death day, let go." Shi Heruo tried hard to break away from Yin Shuhuan's grip on his wrist.

Yin Shuhuan was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the memorial tablet on the altar - Shi Qizhang, Shi Qizhang.

Taking advantage of Yin Shuhuan's slack grip, Shi He Ruo immediately flung it off easily, lifted his robe and knelt down simply.

"Go away, don't bother me. If you...cough cough cough again" He Ruo wanted to threaten the person next to him to go away, but he opened his mouth and coughed violently before he finished speaking.

Yin Shuhuan squatted down and touched Shi Hewei's forehead with his hand—slightly hot.

Shi He Ruo coughed badly, and after finally taking a breath, when he turned his head to warn the people around him, his voice had become light and ethereal, and his voice was even weaker because of the constant coughing.

"You let me go out for my young master... Cough cough cough... If you don't leave, cough cough... I don't care if you saved my life a few days ago... I beat you to get out, you... believe... cough cough……"

"Okay, okay, I believe, I believe. My young master." Yin Shuhuan took off his robe and put it on Shi Heruo, and persuaded him: "But if you want to come to worship your mother, young master, you should It is better to wear more. The weather is still cold, and you are still seriously ill. If you get wind and cold again, it will be a big problem."

Shi He Ruo was ungrateful, dodging to avoid the robe that Yin Shuhuan had put on: "My spring shirt was made by my mother herself, and today is her death day, so I have to wear this dress for me. Mother is kneeling."

Yin Shuhuan forced someone to put it on Shi Heruo: "This robe is not for you to take off the original spring shirt and put it on, young master, but to wear it. The young master is still wearing the shirt made by your wife son."

Later, when He Ruo was nine years old, the emerald embroidered plum spring shirt had sleeves that were already as short as his elbows, and the size was too narrow to fit.

At the age of nine, He Ruo came up with the stupid idea of ​​starving and eating less in order to wear it longer.

"Filial piety is in your heart, why bother to stick to the form? Besides, the young master wants to make this spring shirt last longer through this method, but it's not like you will never grow up again, young master. Dare I ask you, the young master will have his arms and legs cut off when he arrives. Do you want to put yourself into this shirt? I am afraid that it will even more disappoint Madam's wish for you to live a healthy and happy life?"

The seven pieces of clothes were neatly stacked and placed in a rosewood wooden box.The wooden box was placed on the corner of Shi Heruo's desk, and in the years that followed, Shi Heruo still often opened the box and rummaged through the contents.

Cui Yan's steps were hurried: "Miss Liu, the young master is here."

And in the back, Shi He Ruo was still immersed in the memory of his mother because of the glance he passed by Qingxinxuan and looked back. With his head lowered and tears streaming down, he followed Cuiyan indiscriminately, tripping over the road several times things, almost fell.Cuiyan was so frightened that she turned around to ask, but seeing Shi Heruo bowed her head and waved her hands without answering, Cuiyan had no choice but to give up and continue to lead the way.

But right now, Cuiyan stopped suddenly, he didn't know when he was so weak, and bumped into Cuiyan's willow waist.

Cuiyan was so shocked that she screamed, clutching her waist and jumping to the side, her face flushed, "Master, you..."

Shi He Ruo consciously lost his composure, bent over and turned around, wiped the tears on his face with his sleeves before turning around: "I'm rude, I just remembered something, it disturbed my mind, and I didn't look at the road."

"Master, what's wrong with your voice..." Liu Baikou already waved his hand to signal for Cuiyan to back down before Cuiyan asked.

Cuiyan glanced at Liu Baikou, and had no choice but to lower her body: "Master and Miss Liu have a slow talk, Cuiyan will leave."

The rustling of the hem of the clothes and the gentle stepping of the lotus steps rang in the ears, and the coolness of the plum blossoms came with the wind. Shi He Ruo still lowered his head, and after a few deep breaths, he just raised his head and forced a smile at Liu Baikou Come: "Miss Liu."

The author has something to say:

w updated!

This week the author was on the poison list 2333, yes it is the poison list again!

It's the kind of poisonous list that updates and loses (oh, there's no way to write too scum and get poor grades)

hhh, vitality update list (heartache, it is estimated that there will be a large number of loss)

But the scumbag author said that this time the list will be updated this time, even though it is a big poison list, I will do what I say and try to update it, and I ask the little angels to encourage me for my hard work 5555~

Although because of my limited ability, I didn't write this letter from my mother, who was so weak at that time, not touching or beautiful enough.But I still hope that everyone can feel a little bit of his mother's love for him. I actually had a bit of a sore nose when I coded TT

It may also be watching "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" by Mingyue's third eunuch messed up dynasty in those days - in it, what Zhu Youtang's mother Ji Shi did for her son, and the kindness of the eunuch Zhang Min who sacrificed his life for righteousness I was deeply shocked by it.If you have a chance, you can go and see P265~P272