I'm the Villain's Mother in Time Time

Chapter 213
Lin Chuqian was not as thoughtful as He Mingxue, she just sighed in her heart that He Mingxue could understand her own situation and situation at such a young age, and was able to take actions that were beneficial to her.

If it wasn't for He Mingxue's preparations for the admission, she had asked people around, she would not have known how important women in this world are to the ceremony of admission.

I thought it was just an ordinary coming-of-age ceremony, but I didn't want the meaning of it to really tell the world and the family background of the first person, and it was the beginning of entering the social circle.

If you run it in a decent manner, it will naturally make people look up to you.

He Mingxue can choose to give up, which shows that she also understands that even if she is willing to spend money to give herself a decent ceremony, Aunt Liu will definitely not let her do so.

If after she passed the degree, she was talked about a messy marriage, it would be better to let Aunt Liu gradually ignore her, and finally completely forget that there is such a young lady in the mansion as He Mingxue, who is waiting to be married. Take time to plan your future.

Choosing to forbear for a while is nothing but the next strategy forced by the situation.

Lin Chuqian had some sympathy, but it was only sympathy.

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When Lin Chuqian and the two walked back to the courtyard slowly, it was still early in the daytime and the heat of the day was still warm.

Hui'er happened to be away, so Lin Chuqian took He Mingzhu to pull weeds in the next yard when he had nothing to do.

The sweet potatoes planted before are growing well, and their vigorous branches and leaves cover most of the yard. The houses that were once burned down have collapsed, but they never affect the appearance of the sweet potatoes.

Lin Chuqian picked up water and watered it. After the sweet potatoes were full of water, she squatted down and pulled the weeds carelessly.

He Mingzhu was quite honest at first, and after following her for a while, she felt bored and turned around to pick and pull in this broken yard.

Lin Chuqian also found it boring, so she simply sat aside and stared at the collapsed house in a daze.

Recalling the fire, I still have lingering fears, if she was not panic-stricken and threw Sheng'er out and broke the door, then she would really be buried in the flames.

She is not afraid of death, maybe she can go back after death.

But she was afraid of pain, just thinking about being burned to death by fire made her feel pain.

"Mother——" He Mingzhu trotted over, calling her in a childish voice, the ending sounded so long that it sounded like a spoiled child.

Lin Chuqian smiled, and purposely put on a serious face to attack her. "what!"

He Mingzhu's front teeth were still bare, and when she opened her mouth, she could see everything in sight. The hala spread to her mouth, and she smiled at her innocently, and then held up a half-burned purse in her hand, He handed it to her like a treasure.

Lin Chuqian took the purse, frowning suspiciously. "Why did you give me this?"

"Give it to you." It took He Mingzhu a lot of effort to say this sentence neatly.

Lin Chuqian couldn't help but patted her on the head, and the latter happily walked away, apparently going back to digging mud again.

Looking at the purse in her hand, the blue fabric is almost invisible to her original appearance, and the orchid embroidered on it also makes her feel very strange.

Whose purse is it?
She propped her chin up and stared at the purse in a daze. Looking at the purse, it looked like it would be burned together in a fire, but she had never seen such a purse in this house before.

It's not hers, and it can't be Sheng'er's.

As for Huier, she thought about the crooked auspicious clouds embroidered on her handkerchief mountain before, and it was obvious that this purse was unlikely to belong to Huier.

Could it have been dropped by the person who set the fire at that time?

But the person who set the fire at that time was not the person in Tan Zishen's house?
Lin Chuqian's heart moved slightly, and a strange feeling surged up from the depths of her heart. Some things that she had imagined were about to come out in her mind, but it made her feel stuck in her throat.

She used to think that the one who set the fire must be someone from Tan Zichen, but Qiu Shui and Mother Xie's handkerchiefs and pouches had been checked when they checked the blood book handkerchiefs. One of them liked magpies, and the other liked peonies.

This purse embroidered with orchids probably belonged to someone else.

She held the purse in her hand, sneered a few times inexplicably, and muttered in a self-deceiving way: "Maybe Tan Zichen didn't necessarily let other people do it back then."

After Lin Chuqian hesitated, she threw the purse in her hand into the well beside her. He Mingzhu just saw it, and stared at her with her lips pursed unhappily, as if wronged that she didn't like the gift she gave her.

Lin Chuqian didn't want to explain, so she beckoned her back to her side, pulled her up and went back to the yard.

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Silent night.

The bright moonlight fell on the quiet room, and the low snoring added a bit of comfort to the late night.

Lin Chuqian sat up, glanced at He Mingzhu who was sleeping soundly beside her, helped her tuck in the quilt, turned her head and walked out of the room.

At this time, there were only low and noisy sounds of bullfrogs and cicadas in He Mansion, and she didn't know where the sounds came from. She could hear them every day, as if they were very close, but also seemed far away.

I went to the latrine in the dark, and when I came back, I passed by Sheng'er's room, and found a faint light leaking from the crack in the door.

He hasn't slept yet?
"Sheng'er?" Lin Chuqian called tentatively outside the door.

After a slight noise, the door opened with a creak, and Sheng'er, who was dragging her legs and had trouble moving, looked up at her. "mother."

Lin Chuqian nodded, and casually glanced into the room, only to find that the oil lamp on the table was burning brightly, illuminating the rice paper scattered all over the room.

She frowned suspiciously and asked, "It's so late, are you still practicing calligraphy?"

"I, I just want to practice for a while." Sheng'er bit her lip, answering vaguely.

Although he has always studied hard, it is really strange that he is still practicing calligraphy in the middle of the night.

Lin Chuqian pushed open the door and walked in, picked up the scattered papers on the ground, spread them out, and saw that it said: "Tao is hidden in Xiaocheng, and words are hidden in Ronghua."

Picked up another one, still the same content.

She turned around and asked him puzzled. "In the middle of the night, are you practicing these few words here?"

Sheng'er dragged her legs and sat down at the table, drooping as if very depressed. "Master Qi asked me in class today. After I expressed my opinion, Master Qi seemed very disappointed."

Lin Chuqian raised her eyebrows and sat down. "what did you say?"

"I said, big truths are easily concealed by small achievements, and speeches are easily covered up by flashy rhetoric. So..." He hesitated for a moment, and then spoke again. "So when communicating with people on weekdays, you need to be straightforward, so as not to be misinterpreted and misunderstood by others."

Lin Chuqian couldn't help chuckling, and raised her hand to pat his dejected head. "What you said is really not accurate enough."

"Mom, do you know the meaning of this sentence?" Sheng'er raised her head happily when she heard that. Ever since he expressed his opinion, Mrs. Qi's disappointed expression has been lingering in his mind, like a thorn, piercing his heart. He was aching.It disturbed him so much that he couldn't fall asleep, so he could only write that sentence here late at night, chewing it over and over again, thinking about what kind of opinion Mr. Qi wanted him to express?

Or, how to explain this sentence is the most accurate?

Sheng'er looked eager to learn, which made Lin Chuqian feel embarrassed if she didn't explain.

Besides, if she doesn't make it clear to him, maybe he won't be able to sleep tonight.

(End of this chapter)