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The grapes on the shelf are ripe, Li Bo and Cheng Ma are busy collecting them on the ladder, while Xiaotong and Zhenshu are picking them below.I read the book at the side while directing, in case something was missed.

"Sir, don't give orders!" The little boy turned his head and said, "Uncle Li collected them in order. You can point to one by one, but they missed it."

"Why did I direct blindly?" I put down the book, very unconvinced, "Uncle Li confiscated the one on the left just now, so it doesn't count as what I saw?"

Zhenshu turned her head and smiled and said, "Master, that one is not familiar yet."

I have nothing to say, one by one, it seems that they are going to rebel.

Mo Qi brought two large curtains from outside the house and came in, and said to He Ma, "He Ma, where do you put these?"

He Ma pointed to the bottom of the window in the west chamber: "There is a backlight there, just let the military master let it go, and I'll spread the grapes after I've packed them."

"Let me do it," Mo Qi said, "You can just give it to me when you're done."

He's mother smiled: "Then it's Mr. Laojun."

I pretended not to hear, and continued to stand under the grape arbor as my picking governor, and by the way, I picked one or two from the baskets that the children had collected and ate them directly.

The little boy said, "Master, you said that you can't eat unwashed things."

I threw another one into my mouth, and looked at Xiao Tong provocatively: "That's a child, my lord."

Zhenshu said with a smile: "The sage does not do anything, and teaches without words."

I managed to deflate again and dropped the grapes in my hand.

Mo Qi brought in two more basins, which were filled with washed grapes.One basin was placed by He Ma and Uncle Li, and the other basin was placed on my table: "Uncle Li, you two have worked hard, I washed some grapes and eat them first."

He turned to Xiaotong and Zhenshu again and said, "Wash your hands and eat some too." Then he walked to the basket, moved a bench by himself, and began to choose unusable grapes.

Ever since I vomited some blood last time and lost my temper, Mo Qi didn't seem to dare to talk to me anymore.He came every day, and his eyes turned around me, talking to everyone in the yard as much as possible, but he didn't dare to say anything to me.Sometimes I found that I paid attention to him, and I didn't even dare to look back at me.

I found it really good that he didn't talk, and he was a useful strong laborer.With his help, a lot of things in the yard were solved at once, and Uncle Li said that it was much easier.

Zhenshu and Xiaotong came back after washing their hands. Xiaotong stuffed several in his mouth one after another, his eyes narrowed as he smiled.

Zhenshu picked up a few big ones, put them on a plate and pushed them to me: "Master, you eat."

I wanted to refuse, but I watched Mo Qi's hand stop in the distance, as if he was waiting for something.

I sighed inwardly, and still took one and put it in my mouth: "It's quite sweet."

Mo Qi shook her hand and knocked over the basket on the left.

I turned a blind eye and gave Zhenshu one too.

Zhenshu snuggled into my arms, resting her head on my shoulder.His soft hair brushed against my chin, itching a bit.

"Zhenshu likes Master." He turned to look at me, holding my sleeve with his small hand, "Master is the person who loves Zhenshu the most in the world."

I patted his head and stuffed him with a grape: "Master also likes Zhenshu. Zhenshu is sensible and smart. Master is very pleased."

Zhenshu stretched out her arms and hugged me, buried her head in my chest, and acted coquettishly: "Master..."

I patted him, raised my head and said to Xiaotong: "Xiaotong, we have a bumper harvest this year. Eat more, don't waste money."

Xiaotong nodded, and stuffed a few more heartlessly.

Zhenshu didn't say anything, just handed me the grapes.

Mo Qi picked me up from the ice water, and I went back to lie down for two days before waking up. I had a high fever and my mind was groggy, but I just couldn't fall asleep.

Seeing that I woke up, Mo Qi sat down beside me and reached out to help me.

I avoided him, sat up slowly by myself, leaned on the pillow and looked at him.

"Xian'er, do you... still have a headache?" Mo Qi handed me a glass of water.

I took a sip and watched him not speak.

"Xian'er," he said slowly with bloodshot eyes, "it's my fault, I didn't mean that."

"Then what do you mean?" I asked him softly.

Mo Qi was taken aback: "I just can't explain clearly, I..."

I interrupted him: "Don't you know what they mean by asking that?"

That's clearly whether this girl has a master.

Mo Qi was speechless: "I...I..."

I shook my head: "Is there a banquet going today?"

"No," Mo Qi hurriedly said, "Xian'er, I was wrong, I won't let you..."

I raised my hand, and Mo Qi immediately shut up.

"I want to sleep for a while, you go out first." I said softly.

Mo Qigang nodded, and the adjutant knocked on the door.

"Come in," Mo Qi turned around and said, "What's the matter?"

The adjutant took a few steps, looked at me hesitantly, and said nothing.I suddenly had an extremely bad premonition in my heart.

Mo Qi saw that he was dawdling in silence, and said angrily, "Say what you have! Do you still want to hide it from Master Qin!"

The adjutant looked at me again, and said cautiously: "The prison is here to report, Meng Yanshan... died of illness..."

The cup in my hand fell to the ground with a clang, and the hot water splashed all over the floor.

bang.

Something in my heart has completely collapsed, and it will never be restored.

That's sir.

Sir...did you leave?

Sir is sick?

Why didn't you see me before, sir?

I got out of bed shaking, threw myself on the ground, grabbed Mo Qi's hand and murmured: "Take me there, I'm going to see Mr."

Mo Qi picked me up in a panic, wrapped me in a thick coat, and shouted out loudly: "Go get the car ready, go!"

Along the way, I stared at the street scene outside the window, and my eyes were full of pictures of my husband teaching me.Mr. is both gentle and upright. When I was crying and fussing, and refused to study and practice the piano, he patiently explained the truth to me, held my hand and asked me to do it again stroke by stroke.

Mother is away, and father is busy with official duties.Most of the time, it is my husband who stays with me at home, draws pictures for me, reads stories to me, takes me to the theater, and takes me to cure diseases.

Mr. also spanked my hands and spanked my ass.Once, when I was in elementary school, I secretly took things from my deskmate; once, when I just entered elementary school, I cheated on the teacher with my neighbor Zhao Er for not doing my homework.

"People who are not good may not be evil at first, they are accustomed to their nature, so they end up here. The gentleman on the beam is the one!" Mr.'s words are still in my ears, but what about me?

The husband's body was covered with a white cloth, I broke free from Mo Qi's hand and rushed towards it.

The husband has lost a lot of weight, his cheeks are deeply sunken, his originally smooth and warm face has become yellow and haggard, the corners of his eyes and forehead are covered with wrinkles, he can no longer see the elegant and gentle appearance of the past, and he has become a decayed old man.

14 years...how could Mr. become so sick?It must have been painful for him to go.

Tears rolled down my eyes uncontrollably. I held my husband's hand tightly, hoping that he would give me more strength. I raised my head and asked, "Mr. Meng...how did you get sick? When did you leave?"

The jailer said: "There are countless sick people in the prison, and the source cannot be investigated. 0330 is..."

He lowered his head to look through the file in his hand.

I am speechless.My dear sir, dear sir, why did it become the four cold numbers of 0330?Mr. has always been proud and arrogant, how can he bear this kind of torture?It's hard to breathe when I think about these things.

"I left two nights ago. I made several calls at that time, but no one answered."

Two nights ago.

I cried out at the top of my lungs.

Sir, I am not Qin Xian'er, I am Qin Wen, look at me!

I was supposed to see Mr. for the last time.

While waiting for the phone call, what was Mr. thinking about?He endured 14 years of training, and he wanted to see me for the last time, but I didn't come, I didn't come!

What have I done, what am I doing!

I was having a good time, and I was being humiliated by others, for my so-called love.

I have completely forgotten the teachings of my father, my husband, and Uncle Cheng. I, Qin Xianer, am not worthy to be their student at all.

I am also in vain.

I cried and screamed and grabbed my husband's hands, preventing them from touching my beloved husband.But they pushed me away and took Mister away.

Nobody helped me.

The world that I, Qin Xian'er, lived in for 25 years, collapsed in an instant.

Everyone I love is gone, and no one can count on it.

Mo Qi pulled me back with all his strength, and I cried, bit and screamed at him.He just held me firmly and took me back to the car and into this small courtyard.

I had a high fever and hated myself for not passing out and dying.

I was sitting on a chair in the East Wing, and I couldn't stand up due to the huge dizziness.I stared at the closed courtyard door through the window, and asked Mo Qi in a cold voice, "Is it confined?"

"No, Xian'er." He came to support my shoulder, took a deep breath, and moved his throat, "something happened outside, you have to avoid it."

"Fart!" I waved him away, "Do you think I'm crazy and want to lock me up?"

"No!" Mo Qi said, "Just for a while, I promise. I'll pick you up when I'm done."

"You think I won't be crazy after a while." I sneered, "I'll be crazy for the rest of my life if I don't keep it all. Mo Qi, you won't have a gun in the future."

"How can I explain it to you!" Mo Qi scratched her hair and paced back and forth in the room, "One year, just one year, as soon as the outside calms down, I'll..."

"Mo Qi, you fucking wolf!" I grabbed the tureen in my hand and threw it at his feet, "You are the same thing as those guys on the wine table. You think you are great, but let me tell you, you are as good as me." Fucking worthless bastard!"

Mo Qi turned around and slapped her backhand: "Calm down!"

I turned my head to one side, and my mouth was full of fishy taste.

Anyway, Mo Qi had never hit me before.

Mo Qi was also taken aback, and stretched out her hand towards me.When he met my eyes, he flinched a bit, not daring to come over.

"Xian'er, I'm sorry, I'm not..." Mo Qi whispered.

"Get out." I didn't look at him again, "As long as I live, you don't even want to step into the east chamber."

"Xian'er..." Mo Qi almost knelt down.

"Get out!" I shouted with all my strength, and I reached out to sweep everything on the table, and it smashed to the ground, and the tea bowl smashed his forehead.

Mo Qi was stunned for a while, then retreated back muttering: "I'll go, I'll go."

Mo Qi didn't visit the house for three full months.Then, he sent Zhenshu.