"later?"

She paused and said, "Later, he fell ill."

My heart suddenly stuttered.

A depressed expression appeared on Tang Ting's face, and her pale face became more and more bloodless under the reflection of the candlelight. She said softly: "Actually, my uncle has been sick before, but he is not that ill. Although he has not improved for a long time, he can still hold on. But after that time, he fell down. He was a very capable person, but no one expected that he would suddenly fall like this."

“…”

"And, I haven't gotten up again."

“…”

My eyes were staring at her with a little hollow.

Yes, I remembered that it was that year that even the student who appeared in Xishan Academy in Jixiang Village passed on my news back. I also got the news from Huang Tianba that Yan Qingchen might have come to Yangzhou, and I had no doubt that he would come to me immediately.

But until Pei Yuanhao appeared and forced Liu Qinghan away, he did not come.

Later, I found out that because that year, my father passed away due to illness.

But I don’t know where my father’s illness started.

It turned out to be...

Tang Ting continued to whisper: "Later, I went to the Sashen Cliff again. At that time, the statue of the Bodhisattva had been shaped, and the workers told me that when my uncle arrived at the Sashen Cliff and saw the statue, he locked himself in that temple and kept him overnight. No one knew what he was doing inside."

“…”

"He didn't tell anyone."

“…”

Speaking of this, looking at my eyes that had already made red, Tang Ting paused for a moment, and then said softly: "Miss, it's not that I intentionally concealed it. I also know that I should tell you about this. But, in my heart, I always--"

She wanted to speak but stopped, with indescribable heaviness and contradictions in her eyes. I didn't say anything, just nodded gently.

I understand, too.

Although they all belong to my mother's command according to their power, they could not be as hostile to my father as they treat Xue Qian; Besides, my father aggravated his condition after seeing the statue exactly like his mother, which also felt guilty for Tang Ting.

not to mention……

I can remember everything I had when I was a child, and of course she also remembered that when she was following my butt and calling my sister, my father also hugged her with love, and asked her to ride on her shoulders to pull the legs of the Anyang young master who was lying on the tree and hitting her back with a small stone.

All good memories should not be distorted and deformed by interests, positions, and hatred in the years after that.

She is willing to remember the beauty, so do I.

I sighed and said, "You only told me these things?"

"Well," she nodded: "For the years, even my parents didn't know."

"Okay, I get it."

Seeing a faint tiredness appearing on my face, Tang Ting thought for a while and asked: "Miss, this matter should not have any impact on tomorrow's affairs, right?"

I smiled and said, "It's been more than ten years ago, what else can it have?"

“…”

"Don't worry, we just need to deal with it tomorrow. If it really doesn't work - Chengdu can find another way."

"Um."

She nodded, looked at my face again, and said, "Miss must be very tired, so it's better to take a break early."

"Um."

I got up and sent her out. It was so dark outside that she couldn't see her five fingers. Fortunately, she didn't need guidance at all. Soon she walked out of the small yard and disappeared into the night. From a distance, she heard a few naughty children in the village running back from the entrance of the village. They must have been caught by their parents, beaten and scolded, which made his dogs bark.

I stood at the gate of the yard and felt these almost rustic life, and I felt so sad that I couldn't say.

I don’t know, if my parents, if they were born in such a peaceful and uncontested little village, lived next to each other, could they grow up carefree since childhood, and talk about marriage at the right age, they would not know the outside world and do not understand the cruel life of those noble families wrapped in gold and jade, in that case, would they both be happier?

And will my destiny be different?

But all of this is just my delusion.

Our lives have come to this point and we no longer have the chance to turn back.

I slowly returned to the room, closed the door, and turned around and saw the candlelight that was constantly shaking by the wind, and under the candlestick, the small medicine box seemed to still exuding a faint fragrance in the night.

I walked over, looked at it calmly for a while, then bent down and blew out the candlelight.

Everything is to calm and darkness.

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The next day, Aunt Hong and Su Su came to serve me to get up.

I didn't sleep well, but fortunately I was not in a bad mood. After eating a little bit, I stood in the middle of the house, like a puppet, and the thick dress was put on my body layer by layer.

Today is a ancestor worship.

According to the rules, women cannot enter the ancestral hall or worship their ancestors, but they can always think of some solutions beyond the rules. The Yan family’s rule is that women can take their children and servants from the Yan family sacrifice outside the ancestral hall, and they still express their respect for their ancestors and pray for blessings.

It took me a long time to change my clothes and finally go out.

As soon as I went out, I saw that almost all the villagers in Gantang Village were dispatched.

Everyone went to the ancestral hall.

Although they are not surnamed Yan, they are all guarding the ancestral hall with Mr. Ma in this Gantang village, so they are considered members of the Yan family. They naturally have to go for such a large sacrificial sacrifice.

I was helped by Su Su and walked over there. As soon as I walked through an alley, I heard a group of dolls running out from behind, almost hitting me. Aunt Hong grabbed one of the oldest boys in the grade and scolded, "Ergou, why are you hitting me!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The boy is in his teens, black and thin, like a naughty monkey, and was scolded by Aunt Hong. He looked back at us and blushed to his ears and said, "Aunt Hong, I have a big name, don't always call me a nickname."

"What's wrong with calling you a nickname?"

"I've grown up, not a child."

"Not a child, then who was last night? Your father grabbed his ear and beat him for the middle of the night? Howling like something."

"Oh, Aunt Hong, don't say it, don't say it!"

The child was blushing, afraid that he would lose face in front of his friends. When Aunt Hong saw him in a hurry, she scratched his head and then threw him away: "Stand aside by the way. If you rush to the ancestral hall later, I will break your legs!"

"I know, my parents have been talking for a long time."

"Also, don't be lazy when you run errands later, otherwise I will tell your father to let him slap you!"

The child agreed timidly and ran away against the wall. I was already a little nervous, but I thought they were having a little relaxed, and laughed and said, "Is this child the one who was beaten last night? I heard it too."

"He is the most disobedient in this village. He is as ugly as a monkey. He doesn't learn well with his younger brothers and sisters. He doesn't know how to run wild in and out of the village every day."

"No one cares?"

"Who has time to control it? This is the case in this village. In fact, his parents originally wanted to send him to the town to study, but how could he read it? He has grown up so old that he doesn't even recognize words."

Aunt Hong watched the child run away and nagged for a few words.

I looked back at her, with a smile on my face. Aunt Hong came over and accompanied me with Su Su to continue walking forward.

After a while, we walked outside the Yan Family Ancestral Hall.

It was a little different from when she took me to see that day. The yard full of fallen leaves was cleaned up before. It seemed that it had been washed with water at dawn. It was spotless. When standing here, you could feel the coolness from the bluestone slabs.

Almost all the people in the village gathered here, but there was no noise. Even the noisy children just now stood quietly behind their respective adults, and they stood neatly around this spacious courtyard.

In the center of the courtyard, Xue Qian stood.

She had already put on a very formal dress and held a dragon stick in her hand, which was particularly majestic, and all the women of the Yan family were listed behind her.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw me and her brows immediately frowned.

I didn't say anything, so I walked forward and walked behind her.

Yan Ruoyu stood beside me, saw me walking over, nodded and smiled at me gently, and I smiled back to her, and when I looked up at the front, Xue Qian looked at me coldly, then turned her head with a "hum".

I sighed softly in my heart, said nothing, just looked around.

On the ground of this courtyard, there are several thick wooden pillars with hemp ropes wrapped around it, forming a large circle, and I don’t know what to do.

I was puzzled and looked up again.

All the women standing here were women, and there was no man. In front of them, the door of the ancestral hall that had been tightly closed was finally opened.

But even if it is opened, I can't see the scene inside completely. I can only vaguely see a few servants busy, holding sacrifices for sacrifices in my hands, and I can't see what it is inside.

Most women will never see them in their lifetime, because no matter what our surname is, they will never be able to enter their own ancestral halls in their entire lives.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh softly in my heart.

When I looked back, Aunt Hong had already taken Susu to stand in another column behind our queue. They were not surnamed Yan, but they still belonged to the Yan family. They could not enter the ancestral hall during the sacrifices, and could only follow us women to salute outside.

After seeing them, I thought about it and glanced at me again.

Basically, everyone has arrived here. I looked back and forth several times and finally saw the familiar figure behind a group of villagers behind me - Pei Yuanxiu.

Suddenly, I breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood so far because today's sacrifice belongs to the Yan family. He neither surnamed Yan nor separated from me. In fact, even if we were not separated, he had nothing to do with the Yan family's sacrifice. The reason why I looked for him everywhere was because I was a little uneasy.

After all, things have reached this point today. He is in front of me and everything is easy to watch out for; if he is not in front of me, I will worry more.
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