I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

Lin Jin knew very well that Song Shixia could not answer her, but she just wanted to cry, even if she was facing only Song Shixia's tombstone: "Sister, I miss you so much."

She felt that she might be possessed by a demon, as she felt that the breeze that blew after she finished speaking was like Song Shixia's response to her, even though she knew in her heart that this was actually the most common spring breeze in early spring.

Suddenly, a drizzle as fine as wool began to fall from the sky, and the spring rain continued, moistening everything silently.

Song Shiqiu helped Lin Jin put on her hood and tidied her hair: "It's raining, go back first, she will be distressed if you get caught in the rain."

"Sister Shi Xia, I came to see you after I finished my spring ploughing and brought you some jujube paste cake. We went late today and the jujubes at Yipinzhai were all gone, so I brought you some osmanthus cake. Don't be angry." Lin Jin stroked the tombstone with sour eyes, "I'm sure you won't be angry either."

Generally speaking, the further north you go, the later the spring plowing time will be, so Lin Jin can still continue the spring plowing in the capital at this moment. After all, she still has a lot of seeds to plant.

Lin Jin followed Song Shiqiu and looked back at the cemetery every few steps, as if he could see Song Shixia's soul if he looked a few more times.

"It's a good thing you buried us together, so Sister Shixia won't be alone." Lin Jin didn't look away until she could no longer see him, avoiding Song Shiqiu's sight and wiping away her tears.

"Don't cry. If you keep crying, she will be heartbroken." Song Shiqiu wanted to help Lin Jin wipe her tears, but he raised and put his hand down several times. In the end, he just handed a white handkerchief to Lin Jin.

Seeing Lin Jin was sad, Song Shiqiu changed the subject: "Nian'er has gained a lot of weight in recent years. You haven't seen her since you came back."

Lin Jin glared at Song Shiqiu after hearing this: "Sir, why are you so speechless? Nian'er is not getting fat, he is growing up, he is not fat."

"It weighs more than 15 kilograms now, and it's not fat." Song Shiqiu thought that Lin Jin had not seen the current Shi Nian and that was why he said such biased words.

If Shi Nian wasn't fat, the other cats would probably describe her as skinny as a snake.

"Why is it fat? It's just right." Although Lin Jin knew that this weight was a bit high for a cat, it didn't stop her from being partial. "It didn't eat much of your food. Why do you complain about it being fat? Your weight is over 100 pounds, and Nian'er hasn't complained about you being fat."

Song Shiqiu was amused by Lin Jin's twisted logic. How can cats be compared to humans?

"You always spoil it like this and always find excuses for it." Song Shiqiu's eyes were full of helplessness, and he no longer worried about whether Shi Nian was fat or not. Anyway, in Lin Jin's eyes, Shi Nian could be weighed just right like a ball.

Lin Jin curled her lips and said, "It's just a kitten, less than four years old. It's just a child, what does it know? Even if it eats a little more than other kittens, what's wrong with that? If the adults can't afford to raise it, I'll raise it."

Why is he still fussing with a cat? He is indeed a villain.

Everyone in the mansion knew that Floating Cloud Courtyard was the second young lady's courtyard, and Blue Sky Courtyard was the lady's courtyard, but both of them died young and therefore the courtyards had always been empty. Someone cleaned them every day but no one lived in them.

But today is different. Not only does the Bikong Courtyard need to be cleaned every day, but some furniture also needs to be replaced. It is obvious that someone is going to move in, and it may be the new mistress of the mansion.

"Whose family is this girl living here?" The maid who was sweeping the floor at the Bikong Courtyard asked, then lowered her voice and asked, "Is she, unmarried, moving in here?"

The main reason is that no one has lived in this yard for three years. They all know that this is the late lady's yard. Even though they have only seen it a few times, they still have some feelings for it and don't want anyone to live in this yard.

There are so many courtyards in the mansion, why must you live in the first lady's?

Heng Mu would still put on airs in front of unfamiliar people, with a calm expression: "What girl? It's the Madam who's back."

"Madam?" The maid was shocked. Didn't Madam die three years ago? She would have turned into bones by now.

Although the maid did not say the following words, her eyes said it all.

"Be careful what you say! Madam was extremely sad and she pretended to be dead, but she was so lucky that God was reluctant to take her life. She was saved by a master and she recovered after three years of recuperation in a paradise. The matter was kept secret, so we have only announced that Madam passed away in recent years."

Heng Mu had already thought of the wording, a statement that would neither wrong Lin Jin nor make people know that she was superstitious.

"Although the Madam has a good temper, you are not allowed to shirk your duties in daily service. Otherwise, if the Master finds out, he will not let you off easily." Heng Mu scolded them and glanced around coldly. "It is the Madam's business to have a good temper, but you still have to remember your own identity."

He knew that Lin Jin had a bad temper and was easily influenced. Although he knew a lot about the maids in the mansion, it was inevitable that some of them would have second thoughts over time.

Heng Mu was Song Shiqiu's confidant, and what he said was almost equivalent to what Song Shiqiu meant. Everyone in Bikongyuan knelt on the ground, saying that they understood and that they dared not overstep the line.

Lin Jin didn't know that Heng Mu had helped her beat the maid who was serving her. She was having a great time with Shi Nian now.

"You seem a little heavy." Lin Jin picked up Shi Nian, who was as heavy as a big water bag. "You have eaten well in the past three years."

Shi Nian put away her nails, lay in Lin Jin's arms, and made a purring sound: "Ah!"

Lin Jin was sucking the cat like crazy, as if she was addicted, and understood Shi Nian's meaning on her own: "My dear baby, I miss you, too."

A cat's paw instantly fell on her face. Shi Nian's eyes seemed to be filled with disgust, and she used actual actions to prove that she didn't mean that: "Ah!"

"Ah? You dislike me." Lin Jin pretended to be hurt. She didn't dislike Shi Nian yet and he was running around everywhere.

"Ahhh!" Three years, bad!

"But you're still so cute." Lin Jin really had no resistance to Shi Nian's big face. "You were chubby like a caterpillar when you were a child. How come you're still like a caterpillar when you grow up?"

Shi Nian began to struggle: "Ahhh!" I dislike it, it's bad!

"I was wrong, I was wrong." Lin Jin quickly smoothed Shi Nian's hair and grinned, "I was praising you for being cute."

She carried the 15-pound Shi Nian back to the Bikong Courtyard as if she were carrying a child. Shi Nian lay quietly in Lin Jin's arms, very well behaved.

As soon as Lin Jin came in, the maids of Bikong Courtyard noticed her. Seeing her familiar appearance with the cat in her arms, they immediately knew that this was their lady and quickly saluted: "The maid greets the lady."

Lin Jin didn't know how to respond. After sitting down, she put Shi Nian on her lap and said, "Get up first. Don't call me Madam... Just call me Miss."

Tomorrow she will ask Song Shiqiu to give her a letter of divorce. She really doesn't want to be called Madam anymore.

The maids looked at each other, not knowing whether they should listen or not. Finally, they all knelt down and said, "I dare not."

"Get up, get up. If you don't dare, then don't kneel. It's not a big deal." Lin Jin rubbed his temples with a headache. Why not go find Song Shiqiu and talk to him today.

She couldn't understand why these people still remembered her when she had only met a few maids at the time and it had been three years. Shouldn't they have forgotten her like the doorman?

Lin Jin was wondering whether to ask Song Shiqiu for a divorce letter directly or be more tactful. She really felt helpless when it came to this kind of thing and had no knowledge about it.

Song Shiqiu was sitting in the study room looking at the imperial edict granting marriage, which he had written. He glanced over his and Lin Jin's names, his eyes fell on the words "match made in heaven", he took a deep breath and put the edict away again.

"Madam has returned, why is your Excellency still looking at this thing that reminds him of someone else?" Heng Mu poured a cup of tea and handed it to Song Shiqiu. The studio was almost full of portraits of Madam and the second young lady.