The middle-aged woman's face was haggard, and she didn't seem to be in good spirits. But even if she has no spirit, she still can't hide her elegance.

Her facial features are exquisite and beautiful, with the charm and temperament unique to her age.

Even if the age is no longer, it is still good-looking, and it is good-looking from the bones.

No matter how old she is, in Jing Shaojiu's eyes, all the women in this world can't compare to her, and none of them are as beautiful as her.

Jing Shaojiu hurriedly stood up to meet him. He stretched out his hands to support the woman's arm, "Teacher, why are you here?"

Even so, he knew it in his heart. It must have been Jing Sa who called her over. Every time she and Jing Sa quarreled, she would call the teacher over to comfort her, hehe—it’s ridiculous.

"I came to see you, I heard that you didn't eat dinner? What's the matter?" The woman sat beside him, and some skinny and rough palms held his hand with coolness, "Ajiu, I know you and her It's different. But... my body is so weak now that it may be in a few years..."

"Teacher, don't say that." Jing Shaojiu held her hand instead, wrapping the woman's cold hand with his warm and dry palm, "I will definitely set you free in the near future."

He lowered his head and didn't even dare to look at her. His mother was hurting her every day. How could he have the face to look at her again!

"My mother is wrong for her to do this, she wants me to inherit everything she wants, but she is so sinful...and her **** road and career, I don't want to touch it at all. Everything I have is It was the teacher who taught you, in my heart...you are more important than her."

The woman took out her hand and touched his head lovingly, "But...you, who was young, also saved me! If she hadn't sent you to me to nurture and study, I wouldn't have left because of this. Pain and sadness, once a little you are the driving force for me to live!"

Jing Shaojiu raised her head and looked at her cautiously, "Really?"

He was very afraid that she would hate him and hate him because of his mother Jing Sa.

"Yes! I have two well-behaved and sensible daughters, but... I probably won't see them again in my life." The woman smiled bitterly, "You were so young at that time, so tall." She stretched out He made a gesture of height in the air, "But now he's grown so tall, he's grown into a handsome guy."

Jing Shaojiu's eyes lit up, "Teacher, do you think I'm handsome?"

"You are handsome and gentle, of course you look good." The woman smiled and looked at him, as gentle and kind as if she was looking at her own child. "They're much taller than me now."

Jing Shaojiu was not imposing at all, and sat meekly beside her and chatted with her.

About half an hour later, the housekeeper knocked on the door in person, "Master, it's time for the teacher to rest, her health is not very good."

Jing Shaojiu also knew how his teacher was, so he stood up and helped the woman, "Teacher, I'll take you back to your room."

"No, you should rest earlier. Otherwise." The woman turned her head and glanced at him, "I'll go to the kitchen to stew the ribs. You didn't eat at night, so drink some pork ribs soup."

As she spoke, she saw the housekeeper, "Is there still winter melon in the kitchen? If not, corn is fine."

The housekeeper nodded, "That's for sure, the young master likes to drink your stewed pork rib soup, and corn and winter melon have been prepared for many years!"

"Okay, let's stew the bone with winter melon."

The woman looked at Jing Shaojiu as she spoke, "If you cook it in a pressure cooker, it will be cooked in half an hour. How can you do it without eating at night?"

Jing Shaojiu nodded at her, "Okay, teacher, I'll accompany you to the kitchen."

In the kitchen, Xiao Zhen had already returned to her room to rest, and handed it over to the woman and Jing Shaojiu.

While accompanying her, Jing Shaojiu couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, how old is your daughter now? Is she as old as me?"

The woman turned her head and glanced at him, mentioning her daughter, she couldn't help but a hint of motherhood flashed in her eyes, "My eldest daughter is very smart, and if she wants to learn anything, she only needs to look at it. At that time, she was very interested in embroidery. I'm interested, I'm afraid the needle will stab her, but her two skillful hands are not afraid at all, and she learns very quickly. She embroiders flowers and birds at a young age, and her embroidery is lifelike."

"Teacher, can you still embroider?" Jing Shaojiu looked at her curiously, "Then can you embroider a handkerchief or something? Or embroider a pattern on my clothes that suits me?"

If the teacher can embroider something for himself...then he can carry it with him every day, as if the teacher is always by his side.

He couldn't help but have some longing and yearning in his heart.

"I'm rusty now, and I don't know if I can embroider it." The woman laughed. "Look back and find a clean white handkerchief, and I'll embroider it for you."

"Okay." Jing Shaojiu nodded heavily, his heart was full of joy.

I just don't know if the teacher's daughter is still alive. If you help the teacher find her daughter... The teacher should be very happy, right?

Jing Shaojiu squinted at the constantly jumping flames on the gas stove. The teacher's daughter didn't know what it was like.

embroidery...

Some time ago, it seemed that a certain short video platform became popular with a young woman who can embroider. What is her name like Su Lai?

It seems to be the daughter of the Ye family.

How could the daughter of the Ye family be the teacher's daughter?

Jing Shaojiu took out his mobile phone after thinking about it. He watched the short video while waiting for the woman to cook the ribs.

He searched, because the video was too fast, so he quickly found the video that Ruan Su embroidered a few days ago. Sure enough, he remembered correctly, it was the daughter of the Ye family.

Ruan Su?

He flipped through the comments below the video, this young woman was Ruan Su, and she seemed to be Bo Xingzhi's wife?

This can't be compared with the teacher's eight poles!

Certainly not the teacher's daughter.

Jing Shaojiu looked at it like this and decided to put the target on others, and gave up Ruan Su directly.

He searched for a lot of young women who could embroider, but none of them seemed to have anything to do with the teacher.

He was a little discouraged after searching for a while. In this vast sea of ​​people, where would he go to find it?

Just when he was thinking about it, the aroma of spare ribs came into his nose, and he couldn't help taking a deep breath, "It's so fragrant."

The middle-aged woman standing in front of the pressure cooker chuckled lightly, "It'll be ready soon."

"Teacher, what else does your daughter know besides embroidery? I don't know how she is now." Jing Shaojiu asked her again.

She was stunned and said, "I don't know either, I only remember what she looked like when she was a child. I don't know what she looks like now. She did very well in school when she was a child, and she even skipped grades!"

Her tone was full of pride, "She likes singing, and her musical talent is not bad. I don't know if she still likes singing now."

She has not recalled her daughter for many years, because every memory is painful.

"When I left her, she was still so young, and her younger sister was even younger. Although her younger sister and her are twins, her health was not very good when she was born. After so many years, I don't know if my younger sister is still alive."

She shook her head and sighed, "Forget it, don't talk about these unpleasant things."

After so many years, Jing Shaojiu only cares about whether she has family and children.

She smiled wryly and started pouring the ribs into the bowl.

The fragrantly stewed ribs were brought to Jing Shaojiu, who sat beside the small dining table in the kitchen and picked up his chopsticks.

It was pouring rain outside, but inside the kitchen there was a touch of warmth.

This pair of master and apprentice seemed to be isolated from the rest of the world.

*

When it was almost dawn, the heavy rain gradually stopped, and by 7:00 in the morning, it had turned into a light rain.

The light rain rustled on the ground, and after Ruan Su got up, she went to the window to take a look at the weather outside.

The sky was overcast, the rain was light, and it was another rainy day.

I don't know when the rain will stop.

The weather was a bit cold. Although it was summer, it rained heavily all night. Now it has turned to light rain, and it still feels cool.

Su Jinghuai had to wear trousers, otherwise it would be too uncomfortable to catch a cold.

Thinking of this, she washed and came to Su Jinghuai's room, and found him long pants and a long-sleeved sweater.

"Godmother." The child's hoarse voice sounded behind him in the morning. Ruan Su took the clothes and turned around to see the cute picture of him sitting on the bed and rubbing his eyes.

"Jinghuai, it's cold today. I'll find you some thick clothes, otherwise you'll catch a cold."

"Okay. Then I'll brush my teeth first." The child jumped off the bed and rushed into the bathroom wearing pajamas.

He has come to Ye's house for so long now, and he has long been accustomed to the life here.

After washing, the mother and son went downstairs hand in hand after getting dressed.

Downstairs, the impostor was playing with the bamboo dragonfly, looking very happy and happy, chasing the bamboo dragonfly running around the living room, like a heartless child.

But only Ruan Su knows that he is a wolf who eats people without spitting out bones. The potential Ye family is to steal an important thing.

She ignored the impostor, but went directly to the restaurant with the child and sat at the table.

The breakfast was very rich. She brought the child a bowl of millet porridge and Xiao Long Bao, "What else do you want to eat?"

"I want to drink milk." Su Jinghuai said crisply, "Drinking milk can protect the godmother."

Ruan Su couldn't help scratching his little nose, "How can you talk like this? It's sweet to godmother's heart early in the morning."

The old lady Ye came over at this time, "Oh, Jinghuai's little mouth is too sweet."

After a while, the table was filled with the Ye family members, and everyone began to eat breakfast in a lively manner.

At this moment, the butler suddenly rushed in, "Old lady, old man!"