Red House Reorganization Family

Both Mrs. Xue and Mrs. Xu wanted to return to their roots. Mrs. Xu was seriously ill and could not make the trip. After she passed away, Mrs. Xue was not in good health, but wanted to bring back the old sister who had been with her for most of her life.

Grandmother passed away, Lin Chen wrote a letter to keep filial piety for her for one year, the Holy One was considerate of his filial piety, and let him be reinstated after one year.So Lin Chen was able to drag his family back to Suzhou with his mother and grandmother.

Not long after Mrs. Xu was buried, Mrs. Xue fell ill on the couch. She became ill every day, but she didn't take it seriously. Instead, she persuaded the children not to be sad.

Everyone was puzzled by her attitude, and no one answered, so they could only hide their expressions and follow the old man's emotions.

Jiang Wen stayed by his mother's side all the time, suddenly one day, Xue's face was radiant, and everyone felt it, their eyes were dim with tears, and they dared not make a sound.

"Chen'er, take Tingyu and the children out first, and I will talk to your mother."

After Lin Chen heard this, he endured his grief, and slowly left with his wife and children, guarding the door.

"Mother, what do you want to tell me?" Jiang Wen held her hand, feeling a little cold, then covered her other hand and rubbed it gently.

"Wen'er..."

"Well, I'm here!"

"Your will..."

Jiang Wen raised his eyes and said in a teasing tone: "You want to talk to Junyi? Then why did you let him out just now?"

Xue shook her head, grabbed her daughter's hand back, and asked expectantly, "Why is it called 'Junyi'?"

Jiang Wen was taken aback, "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"Is that your father? Wen'er, is that your father?" Xue opened her eyes wide, staring closely at Jiang Wen's face, for fear of missing any expression.

Jiang Wen could have countless answers to fool the past, but at this moment, looking into his mother's eyes, he suddenly couldn't speak perfunctory words, and slowly lowered his head, "Yes."

Xue received an affirmative answer, the corners of her mouth parted a little bit, her eyes were bright, but a tear fell down, "He, where is he?"

Jiang Wen closed his eyes, and when he raised his head again, he said firmly: "Although I can't meet you, my father has always been by your side. He is afraid that if he leaves too early, he won't be able to meet you in the next life."

When Xue heard this, her eyes were filled with joy, and no one could have imagined that she was dying with such joy.

The eyes couldn't hold back the tears, so Jiang Wen just wiped them away with his hands casually, and then asked with a smile, "So why is it called Jun Yi?"

"This is my agreement with your father, I won't tell you!"

Xue showed a shy and timid smile, just like the shy but enthusiastic girl back then——

"Jiang Mingyi! I wrote a poem today, can I read it to you?"

The bright young girl imitated the old master, coughed a few times in a rough voice, shook her head and said: "I live in the south of Gusu, and you live in the end of Gusu. I miss you every day and don't see you. Let's drink water from the river together. When will this water stop?" , When will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will never disappoint lovesickness! How about it?"

The handsome boy pretended to be thinking carefully, and suddenly, taking advantage of the girl's inattention, he tapped her on the forehead gently: "Aren't you ashamed to change a few lines from the poems of your ancestors?"

"Don't be ashamed! Don't be ashamed! Jiang Mingyi, you have to follow me, or I will make peace with you!" The girl pinched her waist triumphantly, "I'll ask you again, how are you doing?"

The young man walked two steps with his hands behind his back. From the corner of his eye, he noticed that she had been staring at him. He stood still and teased, "It's naturally very good for the bride to tell me her heart."

The girl's thoughts were punctured, she blushed, and turned her back, "Anyway, poetry is good!"

Jiang Mingyi stood behind her, leaned out from her side to look at her face, "Poetry is also very good, how about we use the word 'junyi' when we have a son in the future?"

"Who, who wants to have a son with you?" She blushed but said unwillingly: "Maybe it's a daughter?"

"If I hear it, that's okay."

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Mrs. Xue left with a smile on her face, and Jiang Wen never knew the origin of the "Junyi" from her, but at least she knew that her mother was happy and yearning when she left...

After one year of filial piety, Lin Chen had to prepare to leave for Beijing.Jiang Wen wanted to stay in Gusu for three years, and it happened that Lin Daiyu was sent to Gusu with Chang Hongxuan. She promised to take good care of her mother, so Lin Chen returned to the capital first.

And when three years came, Brother Ming returned to Gusu and brought his grandmother back to the capital himself.

After returning this time, Jiang Wen never left the capital again.

Before she died, Lin Chen knelt beside her mother's bed and revealed all the secrets in her heart: "My son is not filial. When Fu Ling returned to Gusu, only his father's clothes were in the coffin. However, according to his father's will, he was actually buried in the suburbs of Beijing."

Lin Chen never did anything against his conscience in his life, the only thing was because of his father's words in his ear: "Your mother may not care about the affairs behind her, but I don't want her to have a little bit of dissatisfaction. I have done No choice, only this time, let her follow me..."

Jiang Wen, died of old age.Died at the age of 83, widowed for 23 years, and his life has never been miserable.Lin Chen got his mother's permission to bury him among the roses on the mountain, in two solitary graves.