Chapter 314 Who asked her to come?
Ji Qingwu lowered his eyes innocently and looked at the guqin in the corner of the tea table.
Thinking about what the old lady just said, Wei Ting is similar to his father? Where does it look like?
How was it then? Is there anything that Mrs. Wei regrets now?
It was quiet for a while in the tea room.
"This is Ting'er's mother's piano."
Mrs. Wei had calmed down her emotions and her voice became calm.
Ji Qingwu had already looked at this piano carefully.
It’s just that the strings are a little loose, but the body of the instrument is well-preserved. The paint is bright and shiny, not stained with dust, and it has been wiped frequently without leaving any traces of water. It shows that it has been carefully cared for.
When Wei Ting's mother was alive, she should have been loved and cared for like this piano.
Mrs. Wei said: "Before, Ting'er would take it with her even when she was marching and fighting."
Ji Qingwu also recalled that Wei Ting did like music, otherwise she would not have known it before. Follow his fancy and grind his fingers to learn how to play the konghou.
Ji Qingwu lowered his head and looked at his fingers. He even checked the gaps between the fingers and found no traces at all.
She thought a little distractedly that she didn't know the music, and she preferred the comfortable feeling of drawing a bow and shooting arrows in the wilderness.
When she first entered the military camp, she pestered Wei Ting several times, wanting him to teach her archery, but he always made polite excuses to shirk her.
After that, she began to follow his preferences, and then she gradually got some responses and was able to enter his big tent.
But she has never seen this piano before.
Wei Ting's heart, and his beloved things, she has never seen from the beginning to the end.
Ji Qingwu's eyes moved to the tiger's mouth on her right hand. There was still a thin layer of cocoon left there, which was the mark left when she practiced riding and shooting after Lin'an.
I practice medicine to make a living. When something becomes a means of making a living, I no longer have the pure feeling of love.
But not archery.
Perhaps her mind was filled with comparisons and biases from the moment she was given personal instruction in archery by Emperor Wu Su when she was at Jiying Palace. Then, she gradually got out of her control
Mrs. Wei showed an old look because of her grandson's incident. She also thought about the past events of her son and daughter-in-law, and her back also bent a lot.
The old lady sighed: "But Ting'er left it behind this time."
Ji Qingwu withdrew his gaze from the guqin and said, "I brought it with me when I was marching and fighting. This thing is too inconvenient, so it’s better to leave it at home.”
"Inconvenience?"
Old Mrs. Wei said sadly: "He packed a Welwitschia in a cowhide bag with soil and mud and left."
Before leaving, Wei Ting collected one. Walking around with flowers and plants is better than walking around with a piano on your back, at least it’s elegant.
Ji Qingwu was speechless. This was something she had not expected.
Mrs. Wei said sadly: "If the military situation hadn't been so urgent, Ting'er would definitely have found a way to take you with him."
For the first time, Ji Qingwu thanked the military situation for being urgent enough.
She suddenly asked: "Old madam, was it right that Wei Ting had your heart before?"
What the old lady could not say. , Ji Qingwu had some guesses. If Wei Ting and that person could renew their relationship, wouldn't everyone be happy?
Mrs. Wei's mouth twitched slightly, but she did not answer, but said: "I have been talking to you for so long, and all my love has been in vain."
Ji Qingwu said: "Old Mrs. , I think you are more reasonable than my grandmother, so I will tell you the truth.”
After hearing these words, the old lady of the Wei family felt a little more comfortable.
She picked up the Buddhist beads on the table and twisted them. Old lady Na Ji was indeed unreasonable. She had always been against her when she was young.
"Say it."
Ji Qingwu said with a serious look: "My promise to marry your grandson is a temporary solution. I will definitely make peace with you after the war stabilizes. . ”
Mrs. Wei stared at her for a long time, the hand holding the bead trembling slightly, just when Ji Qingwu thought the bead was going to fall on his face.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
"Everything in the world is predestined. I don't blame you. It's my fault that I did something wrong in my previous life and gave birth to these enemies."
Mrs. Wei closed her eyes. , and recited several sentences of injustice in succession.
When Ji Qingwu thought that the old lady had enlightened him through Buddhism. She didn't want to stay here anymore and whispered: "Junior, go out first."
Those wrinkled eyelids opened again, and Mrs. Wei said angrily: "Why do you look down on my grandson!"
"Are you Ji Wu some kind of fairy daughter? I thought I left you. , Can’t my grandson find someone he likes?”
Mrs. Wei threw the beads into the tea bucket in anger, causing a lot of water to splash and wet the guqin.
“Whoever loves to recite this Buddha, let him recite it!”
Ji Qingwu was about to stand up, but sat back down.
Is this old lady's usual solemnity and sophistication just an act?
Mrs. Wei had a violent temper when she was young, and could not tolerate any sand in her eyes. After Wei's father and mother both died, she set up a meditation room in the house for meditation.
The tea room and the meditation room are separated only by a screen, and the shadow of Grandma Cao appears behind the screen.
"Old Madam."
Mrs. Wei's expression remained unchanged as she skillfully closed the lid of the tea bucket, as if she had done this more than once.
"What's the matter?"
Mother Cao hesitated and said: "The people from the Song family are here again to find Madam."
Mrs. Wei said angrily: "Looking for her, then you What are you talking to me about?”
Mama Cao rarely saw the old lady lose her temper like a child, but Wei Ting was so angry last time.
"Mrs. Song is in bad condition and she said she wants to see our wife."
After receiving this news, Ji Qingwu frowned.
The toxins in Su Daiyue's body have traveled to the internal organs. Although the medicine and stone are ineffective, they will not become poisonous so quickly.
Ji Qingwu stood up and said, "I'll go over there."
Mrs. Wei raised her head and said solemnly: "You don't even remember what I just said? "
Ji Qingwu raised his eyebrows and said: "Why should I be afraid of him? He insists on coming to disgust me. I should vomit on him."
Mrs. Wei wanted to refute, but found that the words were a bit to her liking.
“Wait.”
Ji Qingwu just walked to the screen when he was stopped by the old lady again.
"Ask Tongyou to go with you."
Wei Tongyou has good swordsmanship and courage.
Ji Qingwu's eyes flashed and he nodded: "Okay."
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When the two of them rushed to the Song Mansion in a carriage, the servants in the manor had already put the thick coffin It was placed in the hall, and even the funeral flags were ready.
When going to Mrs. Song's yard, Wei Tongyou grabbed a maid and asked: "Mrs. Song has gone?"
The maid said: "Not yet."< br>
Wei Tongyou said with difficulty: "You have carried all these things out before the person is dead. Do you hope that the person will die soon!"
"These are all orders from the master." After the maid finished speaking, He held the white cloth and walked away quickly.
Ji Qingwu opened the door, and the smell of medicine in the room was overwhelming.
Su Daiyue was lying on the bed, looking even worse than yesterday, with a pale complexion.
Hearing the sound of human footsteps, she forced herself to open her eyes.
After seeing that it was Ji Qingwu, he was surprised and said: "Why are you here? Are you here to give me a lift?"
(End of this chapter)