Chapter 202 Poor hearts of parents in the world

While crying, Grandma Yue said happily: "Young lady has grown up in skills and can now manage her own affairs..."

Yu Youyao reacted and quickly stepped forward to help Grandma Yue up: "Grandma Yue, get up quickly. They are all the people who served my mother in the past. They cannot do such a big ceremony."

Xia Tao cleverly brought a round stool over, and Chunxiao also served tea.

Yu Youyao hurriedly asked everyone to sit down and talk.

When master and servant meet, they rarely have to reminisce about the past.

Grandma Yue said a lot about Madam: "...I heard that the eldest lady studied pharmacology and perfumery with Grandma Xu. Madam turned out to like this too and often made troubles. Madam also likes to play chess, but she is a bad chess player.

I am still a chess fanatic, and my chess skills are not very good yet. If I lose or win, I will cheat and say it doesn’t count, and I have to start over..."

Yu Youyao listened carefully with a teacup in her hand.

I can almost imagine my mother mixing perfume in the incense room, looking serious and focused, because she is always like this.

You can also imagine that my mother regretted her moves, cheated, stole the moves, and had a bad temper when she played chess, because she was like this when she played chess with her cousin.

She had also wondered before, how could she not be very talented in chess even though she was very good at learning anything, but now she realized that she was just following her mother.

I suddenly felt a strange feeling in my heart, that even though the yin and yang were separated, I also had an emotional resonance with my mother.

After talking for a while, Grandma Yue took out a yellowed letter from her arms with trembling hands and handed it to the young lady: "This letter was given to the old slave by the lady for safekeeping before she died. She asked the old slave to hand it over to the young lady when she is older.

To the lady..."

Yu Youyao's breath tightened, and she couldn't wait to take the letter from Grandma Yue's hand. She opened it and looked at it on the spot. On the yellowed paper, there were rows of regular script, neat and neat, showing her meticulousness.

She read word for word——

My son is young and gentle:

In the tenth month of the golden autumn, when golden chrysanthemums were everywhere, I suddenly heard the news that my son was pregnant. I cried with joy, so I took great care of him. I was afraid... As a mother, I have three regrets in my heart. The first regret is that I can't always be with my son. I care about my son with care and concern. The second regret is that I can't protect my son.

, shelter from wind and rain; three regrets are that I cannot educate my son, lest my son loses his education and cannot establish himself, establish himself in the world, manage affairs, and be a human being... dying for my mother is not enough

Unfortunately, I hope my son must remember that everyone in the Yu family can be trusted, but not completely; they can be amiable, but not filial; they can be filial, but not filial... Your father is meager, not amiable, and distant; the Yang family is fierce

Tigers need to be avoided and guarded against; grandmothers are amiable and approachable, but they should not be overly relied upon... The long-lived lock will always be with my son. Wear the lock as if it is beside me. I hope that my son will treasure it, value it, and love it...

…

A thick stack of letters, dozens of pages long, recording every detail of my mother's pregnancy.

The first fetal movement, the first fetal dream, favorite foods...

After gradually feeling ill, I felt worried about my daughter, felt guilty and regretful about not being able to raise my daughter myself...

Arrangements for my daughter’s future…

And the final words of warning to my daughter!

Every word was heartfelt, and every sentence was sincere. They were all a mother's endless entrustment and love for her daughter before she died. Yu Youyao burst into tears immediately.

She choked and asked: "My mother, what else did you say before you died?"

Grandma Yue wiped away her old tears and looked around. The girls in front of the young lady were all very sensible. Knowing that the young lady wanted to talk to her mother's old servant, they all stepped back far away.

Before she died, my wife held her hand and explained word by word, every word with blood and tears: "The Yu Mansion is not a kind place. From top to bottom, there are calculations in the house. Yu Zong is shameless and unkind.

After I die, he will definitely marry Yang’s daughter as his stepmother, maybe?

Will treat my Yaoyao well, the old lady is a mature person, and she is planning her son's future in her heart. She has a bit of love for her eldest granddaughter, but she also has all kinds of calculations mixed in. But, pity me

She was so graceful and graceful, and she was still so big, but she lost her mother..."

She knelt in front of the madam, watching her trembling lips and coughing up blood, while holding on to her breath, she held the older lady in her arms, opened her clothes and gave her the last sip of milk.

Then, someone would have to carry the young lady out.

It was probably a heart-to-heart relationship between mother and daughter. The little girl, with her dark eyes wide open, looked at my mother with enthusiasm, and held the belt on her chest with her soft little hands, never letting go.

The maid carefully opened the young lady's hand. The young lady became anxious and waved her hands in front of the madam's eyes. She opened her mouth and cried "Wow". No matter how she coaxed her, she could not be coaxed.

The lady leaned on the pillow, with tears streaming down her face, and held her hand tightly: "I, I drafted a letter, and 30% of the profits from the dowry in my name will be donated to the Yu clan every year, and 20% of the profits will be given to the government.

Here, just look at this

For a large sum of money, the clan also needs to treat Yaoyao a little bit more kindly, and the old lady will protect her a little bit more, and there is a Xie Mansion to take care of her. Please take good care of me. My Yaoyao is basically,

He can grow up safely..."

She knelt on the ground, wiping her tears, watching the doctor vomiting blood, her eyes widened, and she couldn't take her last breath, so she explained word by word: "If, if the Yu Mansion doesn't have a place for Yao Yao,

He took her with him as soon as he found the place, and she went back to Xie's Mansion. I must not let Yao Yao be bullied or humiliated."

Grandma Yue burst into tears.

In Anshou Hall, Mrs. Yu was sitting on her knees in the Buddhist hall, twisting the seven-treasure rosewood Buddha beads in her hands, and looking at the white jade Bodhisattva enshrined in the Buddhist niche, she felt a little enlightened.

This was the first year that Mr. Xie married into the Yu Mansion. He sent a piece of Kunlun Jade of excellent quality as a dowry to Baoning Temple, and donated 50,000 taels of silver in sesame oil money. Then he invited Master Huineng to personally take care of it.

This rare piece of beautiful Kunlun jade is carved with a jade Bodhisattva and illuminated.

Master Huineng saw a spot on the Kunlun jade where cinnabar grew spontaneously and blood lotus was born. He silently recited a Buddhist verse and used this spot to carve a jade pendant with a Buddha sitting on a lotus.

Xie gave this jade Bodhisattva to her as a filial piety.

She was so happy when she saw it that she enshrined it in the Buddhist hall and offered three sticks of incense every morning and evening.

Before Xie's death, she held the jade pendant of Buddha sitting on lotus in front of her, hung it on her graceful chest with her own hands, stared into her eyes, and said word by word: "Men wear Guanyin, women wear Buddha. Back then,

Not long after my first marriage to the Yu family, Master Huineng did not carve anything, but he carved a Buddha boy. This shows that our Yaoyao is a child with a bond with Buddha."

Mrs. Yu was sitting at the table, and Mrs. Xie kept looking at her, her eyes dark and filled with a chilling coldness.

she thought!

Mrs. Xie had a dream about Buddha when she was pregnant with Yao Yao. Yao Yao was also born in April, which is the month of Mu Buddha. She is indeed destined to have a relationship with Buddha.

Mrs. Xie hugged her daughter tightly: "This jade pendant was consecrated by Master Huineng. It is a rare Buddhist treasure. After my death, I asked Yaoyao to wear it every day." When she said this, she looked straight in the eyes.

Staring at the old lady, blood gushed out from the corner of her mouth. Drop by drop, it fell on the white singlet, blooming blood lotus flowers one after another. It was shocking: "Don't take it off."
Chapter completed!