"Qingzhi, what did you write?"
Qingzhi took the box into her arms and didn't show it to Wen Jian.
Wen Jian had no choice but to put her box in the dug hole, "Bring yours too, I won't look at it."
Qingzhi hesitated for a moment, but listened to brother Xiao Jian and gave him the box.
When burying the soil, Qingzhi couldn't help but reach out and hold a handful of snowflakes to bury them.
Not long after, Wen Zhigu bought two bunches of candied haws and gave them to them. When she handed them to Qingzhi, she saw that Qingzhi's hands were covered with snow, so she took a handkerchief and wiped the little girl's hands, and gave Wen Jian an angry look: " Xiao Jian, you are my elder brother, why are you so embarrassed to let Qing Zhi take action?"
Qingzhi shook her head sheepishly.
Wen Jian didn't explain anything, nodded and said seriously: "I will remember it next time."
Because Shu Nuan's feet were injured, he didn't go out to enjoy the plum blossoms this time.
Speaking of which, there were quite a lot of people going to the plum garden to appreciate the plum blossoms today. When walking in the forest, you could see people coming and going, so Wen Zhigu held hands with his children, planning to go out and take them to the street for a stroll before going back.
However, when I was going out, I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of my eye, and subconsciously turned my head to look over. There were so many people, and my eyes were suddenly confused.
Is it her imagination
"Mother?" Wen Jian shook her hand gently.
Wen Zhigu came to his senses, said it was okay, and took them out.
Maybe it really is an illusion.
How could my brother appear here...
Obviously four years ago, Seoul experienced a bloody defeat...
The streets were very lively at that time.
Qingzhi rarely gets to go out to play. The weather has cleared up in the past two days, and brother Jian is here, so Qingzhi has the opportunity to go out and play.
When passing by a stall selling peace charms, Qingzhi bought two red lucky bags embroidered with peace, and Wen Jian also bought two, one for Qingzhi and one for her mother.
After buying a lot of stuff and eating, Wen and his children returned to Heng Mansion.
At that time, Shu Nuan was sitting on the pavilion in the courtyard, reading a book and waiting for Qingzhi and the others to come back. When Uncle Chen came out and saw her sitting outside reading, he frowned and said, "Why don't you go back inside and read?"
"It's okay, I'm not cold."
Uncle Chen naturally knew that Shu Nuan was worried about Qingzhi. After all, Qingzhi was weak and rarely went out.
Uncle Chen poured a cup of hot tea over and said, "Don't worry, aren't there Zhigu and Xiao Jian staying with Qingzhi?"
Shu Nuan didn't know what was going on with her. She was naturally relieved that Wen Zhiwen was aware of her past, but she had been feeling uneasy these past few days.
But Shu Nuan didn't know how to tell Uncle Chen for a while, so he could only nodded and said, "I know."
Fortunately, not long after, Wen Zhiyu came back with his children. Shunuan put down his book and wanted to go over to greet them. But just as he was about to stand up, his injured leg ached. Just as he was about to say something to them, he saw Qingzhi ran over.
"Slow down." Shu Nuan couldn't help but tell her when he saw her face flushed as she ran.
Qingzhi slowed down, walked up to the pavilion, and threw herself into her arms.
Shu Nuan also hugged the child, finally feeling relieved.
"The plum blossoms are blooming even more beautifully this year than last year. When your foot is healed, remember to take a look." Wen Zhigu came over and said while helping her up.
"Okay, I'll go check it out when I get better. Have you eaten?"
"Eat. Qingzhi and Xiao Jian have already eaten noodles. They brought back two portions for you and Uncle Chen. Go back to the house and eat them while they're hot."
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(Maybe we’ll meet tomorrow)