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"I'm a straightforward person. I'll do what I say. I'll go back and talk to my cousin. If she knows you want to learn, she'll definitely agree. You don't have to doubt her ability as a martial arts teacher. She can beat dozens of moves in my cousin's hands. Oh, I'm so motivated all of a sudden. My mother must be very happy. She comes from a family of military generals, but none of us brothers practice martial arts."

Weng Xiaoxiao blinked. She was really not familiar with the Zhongxin Marquis Mansion. It should not be in the main plot, at least not related to the male and female protagonists. As for the relationship with the male supporting role, it was not mentioned in the book.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master Lin."

"Since we want to be brothers, you don't have to be so polite and call me Master. My name is Boyu, so just call me Boyu from now on."

By addressing each other by their given names, it could be seen that Lin Changqing was sincere in making friends, so Weng Xiaoxiao agreed with a smile.

"I know your address. I'll let you know once we've settled the matter."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Boyu." Weng Xiaoxiao bowed.

Lin Changqing felt very comfortable listening to the voice of Boyu.

People left one after another. Weng Xiaoxiao said goodbye to Lin Changqing and returned to Lu Yaowen.

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After arriving home, Weng Xiaoxiao felt very sorry when she saw Kang Bao, who was sick, taking care of Mrs. Weng, and hurriedly asked Kang Bao to go back and lie down.

"I'm fine now. Auntie is also worry-free. She just brought water and made some food. Sister, this is the best day for me. If you don't let me do something, I will feel uneasy."

The little girl spoke so sincerely that Weng Xiaoxiao didn't say anything more. She changed her clothes and went to cook dinner.

Millet porridge, pot stickers, multi-grain pancakes, and a steamed egg custard specially for Mrs. Weng.

After eating a lot for dinner, Mrs. Weng suddenly developed a high fever in the middle of the night and started talking nonsense.

It was late at night and no doctor was available, so Weng Xiaoxiao asked Debao to boil some hot water. She used the warm water to wash Weng and reduce her fever, but she was busy until dawn but there was no improvement.

At daybreak, Debao went out to ask for a doctor. He was worried because he felt that his sister's illness had been passed on to Weng, which made her seriously ill. As soon as the doctor came to work, he led people over.

The old man took the patient's pulse and called the family members out. "I'll prescribe two doses of antipyretic medicine to make the patient feel better. You know her illness, right? You can prepare for her funeral as soon as possible."

Although Weng Xiaoxiao had been mentally prepared, she still felt very uncomfortable when she heard the doctor suddenly say this, and tears filled her eyes.

Debao had never expected this to happen, so he hurried over to the doctor and knelt down to kowtow, "Sir, please save me, I beg you."

"Child, get up and talk first. She already has an incurable disease, and she caught a cold. The high fever is making things worse. It's not that I don't try my best, but it would be useless if someone else did. Even if she survives this, she won't survive this winter. Let's prepare early."

Weng Xiaoxiao wiped her eyes with her sleeve, took out her purse and gave it to Debao, asking him to go with her to get the medicine.

Debao looked at Weng Xiaoxiao guiltily, then followed the old doctor out.

When Aunt Chen heard that Mrs. Weng was seriously ill, she came to take a look. Seeing that the situation was indeed not good, she took Weng Xiaoxiao out to talk about the preparations for the funeral, fearing that she had never experienced this and didn't know what to do.

Weng Xiaoxiao had never been involved in funeral affairs in her previous life, so she knew nothing about it. After hearing what Aunt Chen said, she realized that what needed to be prepared in advance were old clothes (shrouds) and coffins.

Weng Xiaoxiao is young and does not have the financial means to bring the coffin back to her hometown, so Weng can only be cremated after a hundred years and the ashes stored in a temple to at least keep the incense burning.

With the royalties from her writing, she still had enough money to buy clothes and a coffin. Weng Xiaoxiao went to the shop that Granny Song had pointed out, and she spent five taels of silver on these two items.

Debao and Kangbao always felt sorry for Weng. It was because of them that she was seriously ill, so they took extra care of her. Debao went out to sell candied dates during the day, and Kangbao took care of her three meals a day. Sometimes, Weng Xiaoxiao seemed to be a superfluous person.

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Lin Changqing kept his promise and sent someone to deliver a letter to Weng Xiaoxiao on the third day after the literary meeting. However, Weng was seriously ill, so Weng Xiaoxiao had to postpone the matter for the time being and wrote a letter of apology out of politeness.

Filial piety comes first. Lin Changqing did not blame Weng Xiaoxiao and even visited Weng with gifts.

After seeing Weng Xiaoxiao's residence, he realized that her situation was so difficult, but she was so kind that she took in the beggar brother and sister. Lin Changqing was more impressed with Weng Xiaoxiao's character.

Being wealthy and kind-hearted, Weng Xiaoxiao truly accepted Lin Changqing as her friend.

People are warm, but the weather is cold, getting colder day by day.

There was a charcoal basin burning in the room. She was covered with a thick quilt and holding a hot water bottle in her arms, but she still couldn't feel warm. Gradually, Mrs. Weng realized that she was just trying to get by.

The person I am most worried about in this world is my daughter. Every time I look at Weng Xiaoxiao, my eyes are filled with reluctance.

No one can do anything about birth, aging, sickness and death.

Weng Xiaoxiao had no choice but to find ways to make some delicious food for Mrs. Weng to show her filial piety.

After the candied dates were sold, Weng Xiaoxiao had no energy to think about other business. Debao couldn't sit still, so he became a peddler going from door to door, going out early and returning late every day, working hard.

On the coldest day of the Great Cold season, Mrs. Weng suddenly became a little more energetic.

She pulled Weng Xiaoxiao to her side and talked to her for a long time. One thing she repeatedly emphasized was that after her death, Weng Xiaoxiao should go find her father and live there.

Weng Xiaoxiao just listened quietly. She would not follow orders like her original self, even if it was Mrs. Weng's last words. No matter how it was arranged, Mrs. Weng's original intention was just to let her daughter live a good life. So she lived a good life and it was also her wish.

As for the scumbag father, leave him alone! She would not rush to seek abuse.

Weng Xiaoxiao listened and asked Kang Bao to invite Aunt Chen. It was obvious that Mrs. Weng's condition was a last gasp, and with Aunt Chen as an elder around, they could feel more at ease.

Sure enough, not long after she finished saying those words, Mrs. Weng's breath became weak and her eyes began to unfocus.

"Debao, go boil some water, Weng Xiao, prepare the washbasin and towel, we'll give your mother a good wash and change her clothes while she's still warm."

When it was time to say goodbye, Weng Xiaoxiao stood there in a daze. Aunt Chen saw that the child was sad, so she asked Kangbao and her brother to take care of it.

Weng Xiaoxiao took the handkerchief from Kang Bao, cleaned Mrs. Weng herself, and then changed her into new shrouds inside and out.

Seeing that the body was dying, Aunt Chen went to the neighbors to ask them to help. Even if there were no relatives to pay their respects, the proper mourning should still be done. If everyone lends a hand, the deceased will not be left with a lonely death.

When Grandma Song heard about it, she called her son and rushed over. As soon as she entered the door, she heard Weng Xiaoxiao crying.

Weng is gone...