The old man looked at the light blue clothes that Ruan Mian was wearing. Although the fabric was not rough, it was not a high-quality material. The girl's wrists were slightly red from being rubbed.
Zhilu ran into the house cleverly, holding a brand new set of clothes in her hands.
Grandma Qi took her hand and handed it to her.
"I made this for my granddaughter, but I don't know if it will fit. I see you have a similar body shape to hers, dear boy, could you help me try it on?"
Ruan Mian couldn't refuse, so she wiped her hands clean, fearing that she would dirty the clothes that the old man had worked so hard to make.
She went to the inner room to change into a pure white brocade and silk long skirt, which was different from ordinary clothes.
The hem of the skirt is specially embroidered with a unique lotus pattern in layers using silver shimmering thread.
A long silver silk ribbon with cloud pattern was tied around the girl's waist, and her skirt trailed on the ground.
The girl's black hair fell to her waist like a waterfall, and she was graceful and elegant.
Her lips are naturally red, her eyes are clear, bright and beautiful, and she is elegant and refined.
Very suitable.
Just as I was about to take it off, I was stopped.
Grandma Qi's satisfied eyes lingered, "No need to take it off, this dress is for you."
How could I take it? Ruan Mian refused.
"It's okay, I can just make a new one. We're in Qingshi Town and we're unfamiliar with the place. Thank you for taking care of us during this time, little girl."
The old man's sincere look is touching.
Zhilu held her hand and said, "Sister, please accept it, otherwise grandma will be very sad."
Grandma Qi’s kindness made the girl feel warm, just like she was a family member, and her heart was very sweet.
"Um."
In the afternoon, a pot of tea was placed on the stone table, and the aroma of tea was fragrant.
The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves onto the ground, creating mottled light and shadows.
Sitting on the rattan chair under the tree.
Ruan Mian lay on the old man's legs, and the other's wrinkled hands held a comb to comb her hair.
So comfortable that I fell asleep.
The breeze blows through the treetops, making a gentle rustling sound, and the years are quiet and good.
Zhilu was playing quietly by herself beside me without making any noise.
When I woke up, it was almost evening and sunset.
She should go back.
After walking out of the door, Grandma Qi asked the girl to take the remaining buns back to eat.
He also showed a rare serious expression and told her to wear this dress for the next few days and not to take it off.
Ruan Mian thought that the old man missed his granddaughter, so he was reminded of her by the sight of the things.
"Okay, I won't take it off. I'll go find someone else for you when I'm free."
Night falls, and it is not safe to stay too late.
After saying goodbye, Ruan Mian returned to Zhao's house, and the two men watched her walk away.
The tears that Zhilu had been holding back for a long time burst out, and she was so sad that she choked with sobs.
"She really doesn't remember us."
Under the light of the lantern, neither the old man nor he had a shadow...
The girl walked into the backyard alone.
The bent branches look deformed at night, and the night wind blows, making a whistling sound that makes people feel cold in their spines.
Even the moonlight cannot illuminate this dilapidated courtyard.
Fortunately, she knew that the eldest lady was a normal person and was only living here because she was sick, otherwise she would not dare to come.
The air was filled with the smell of rotting plants, and the soil underfoot was so soft that it seemed like I would sink into it at any moment.
"Madam, are you there?"
No one responded.
The ancient well in the corner is like a bottomless black hole, emitting a creepy chill.
Ruan Mian touched Xiaoyuan to relieve his tension.
"Madam, I have something for you."
Another half a minute later, Mei Niang appeared in the dark place without anyone noticing.
Her wedding dress was still faded and torn, the lace at the hem of her skirt incomplete.
The woman had her back to him, her long black hair covering her entire face.
Mei Niang combed her hair again and again with a comb. Her fingers were longer than those of ordinary people, and occasionally her exposed skin was pale.
The nails were red enough to drip blood, and the movements were strange.
The eldest lady's rough voice sounded like it had been burned by fire. "What are you doing here?"
Ruan Mian guessed that she must have been treated harshly by the servants, so she took out the still warm buns from her pocket.
"Here, these are made by Grandma Qi. Let me give you a try. I've eaten them before, and they're delicious."
The girl's delicate fingertips held a plate of plump white buns stuffed with locust flowers.
Even though Mei Niang had her back to him, she seemed to be able to see him without turning around.
The woman's stiff body froze for a long time, then she bent over with a hunched back and let out a sad, suppressed laugh.
My shoulders were shaking slightly.
Ruan Mian was at a loss. Did he do something wrong?
The eldest lady slowly straightened up, "Aren't you afraid of a madman like me like they are, or of the strange disease being transmitted to you?"
The girl thought that she was afraid, but she just felt that the man was too pitiful.
Tomorrow is the wedding day of Mr. Zhao and Yu'er.
Tonight, all the women in the Zhao family were busy making arrangements without any rest, and noisy sounds could be heard from time to time.
On the other hand, here.
The pond next to it had long since dried up, leaving only silt and a few dead branches.
The lotus flowers that once bloomed have withered, and a few broken leaves are floating on the water.
Desolate and unpopular.
I don’t know how long the eldest lady stayed in the backyard alone.
After learning that Zhao Ao was her child, he never came to see his mother.
Mei Niang didn't touch the buns.
She walked away into the darkness, her back hunched with difficulty, her steps slow and heavy.
The old red wedding dress was stained gray by the drag, and the woman's voice was hoarse.
"Go back, little girl. This is not the place for you. Don't attend tomorrow's wedding banquet."
When Ruan Mian asked the reason, the other party had disappeared.
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