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003 Mrs. Qin

"...You gave me mint?" Song Jie sniffed, as if he could smell the residual smell of mint from Qin Mingyuan's body.

Qin Mingyuan felt that his body was stiff, and he sniffed lightly with his nose unconsciously, and the heat from nowhere rushed to his face. He felt extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn't force Song Jie away.

He didn't want Song Jie to see his expression, so he lowered his head and let out a dull sigh.

Song Jie shook his head in disapproval: "Send some sachets and handkerchiefs. This is a behavior suitable for housewives. It is not in line with our status as men. It's stingy! It's better to just be silently concerned and give a proper greeting."

! As long as you are sincere! And a man’s sincerity is not shown in small things!”

He clearly gave him refreshing mint, but in Song Jie's mouth it became a sachet and a handkerchief... And the sachet and handkerchief were indispensable in girls' interactions... Qin Mingyuan's face suddenly turned red.

Geng Hong clenched his hands unconsciously and said in a muffled voice: "I... I just want to share some of the teacher's worries..."

"It's not as good as you can get out of old ginseng, and you have a lot of friends, and you can find a place to stay anywhere..." Qin Mingyuan bit off these last words and swallowed them with difficulty, making him feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

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Song Jie seemed not to notice at all, nodded and said: "Teacher, of course, knows what we are thinking. You are my junior brother, so I gave you some advice. Wouldn't it be more appropriate for Aunt Qin to deliver this small thing?...

"

Qin Mingyuan's flushed face froze.

Fortunately, the convoy had already packed up and was waiting to set off, so the pair of brothers didn't say much more. Seeing Song Jie mounting his horse gracefully and rushing to the front of the convoy with a bright smile to carry out his duty of leading the way, Qin Mingyuan also walked quickly.

After walking for a while, I arrived in front of my carriage.

Nanny Qin was looking up in front of the carriage. When she saw Qin Mingyuan coming back, a smile appeared on her face, she took a step forward and said: "Master, you are back..."

Nanny Qin used to be Mrs. Qin's dowry maid, and after she got married and gave birth to a child, she became Qin Mingyuan's nanny... When the Qin family was defeated, there were not many servants left in the family, and all of them disappeared in the following ten years.

——How can the Qin family afford to support them if they don’t leave? In the end, only Nanny Qin, who lost her husband and son, was left. Not only did she eat rice bran and vegetables with the Qin family, but she also did all kinds of work including washing, sewing, and embroidery.

Working day and night to subsidize the family and support Qin Mingyuan in his studies till now...

Qin Mingyuan's hands relaxed a little involuntarily, he nodded to Grandma Qin, and said gently: "I will rest on a village in the evening, it should not be far. Grandma is tired, so take a good rest at night."

"Mommy, you're not tired... It's just that I really need a good rest. If you go to Zhuangzi, you will always have a decent house to live in..." Nanny Qin couldn't help but feel happy in her eyes. She bowed slightly to Qin Mingyuan and went to the coachman again.

I gave the instructions on the edge.

Qin Mingyuan took a deep breath and got on the carriage.

The Qin family was once a famous Qin family, but now...

The carriage is not big and very old, but it is made of jujube wood and has been carefully maintained. Therefore, it is still very strong after more than ten years of use. The interior of the carriage is not so much clean as it is empty.

There are only a few, and only large white and yellow chrysanthemums are inserted into the sweet white glazed vases on the wall of the carriage, adding a touch of bright color to the whole space.

Mrs. Qin was sitting not far away under the chrysanthemum.

Mrs. Qin is not very old, only thirty-four or five years old. Her clothes are always clean and well-dressed, her bun is always neat, and her face is always upright, just like her sitting posture which has never changed.

Same. When Qin Mingyuan was twelve years old, she announced that Qin Mingyuan would grow up and be the "master" of the Qin family, instead of the "young master". From now on, he would have to take on the responsibility of upholding the family; she herself

, so she became Mrs. Qin.

"Mother." Qin Mingyuan saluted respectfully.

"Did you deliver the things?" Qin's mother asked softly.

I don't know why, but Qin Mingyuan heard some urgency in his voice, which was plain as usual but with a hint of firmness. When he thought of Song Jie's words, the embarrassment flooded his face again, and he tightened his grip and loosened his grip.

After nodding, he asked in a low voice: "Why does the mother insist on sending her son off?"

Qin's mother was from a wealthy family in the capital, so she wouldn't have known why he should send something like that... I won't say there is anything wrong with it, but it's always hard to say it's appropriate. Silver grass is not ginseng. Ginseng is a life-saving and serious thing, and mint

Grass has no effect on the little junior sister's condition, and it is nothing more than a funny thing at best. If he were a girl, it would be most appropriate to give him some flowers and plants... But he is a man. Moreover, those mints and grass were also prepared by Grandma Qin.

.

Although he couldn't explain why before, he felt vaguely inappropriate. Of course, it wasn't like he hadn't mentioned it to his mother... But his mother didn't explain it to him, she just told him to go. Just like now -

"I asked you to deliver, of course there is a reason why I asked you to deliver. Just do it." Qin's mother looked calm and said the same words as before. Then she said: "Since we have to leave, you are here with me.

Rest, or go out and be with others?"

Qin Mingyuan opened his mouth, and finally said with difficulty: "My son should not delay his mother's rest."

"Yeah." Mother Qin responded calmly.

Qin Mingyuan clenched his fist again, saluted Qin's mother respectfully, and then got off the carriage.

Nanny Qin is standing beside the carriage.

Qin Mingyuan reluctantly smiled at her and walked back. The steps became faster and faster, and soon they became long strides, almost like a trot.

Nanny Qin sighed, climbed onto the carriage, and entered the carriage.

The car started to move slowly.

"Madam...can your plan really come true?" Nanny Qin hesitated.

Mrs. Qin did not answer immediately. The carriage became extremely quiet for a while. Just when she thought she would not get an answer, she heard Mrs. Qin almost inaudibly saying: "As long as you have the will, you can do it."

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Upon hearing these words, Nanny Qin suddenly became determined, took out the silk thread, and began to tie the knot dexterously.

Ever since she was little, her master had always wanted to do anything. She thought back then, in such a complicated situation as the Tang family, her master was able to step out steadily and marry into the Qin family, which was so famous at that time;

He gradually took root in the Qin family and gathered the stewardship of the huge Qin family... Unfortunately, the men of the Qin family made a wrong move and ended up being executed. And in such a desperate situation

In the middle, her master still found a way to protect himself and the young master...

Therefore, Nanny Qin firmly believes that as long as her master is willing to plan, he will definitely succeed. Look, hasn't her father become Master Lin's student?

only……

"I am also fourteen years old. I have been walking outside for these years and I have gradually developed my own ideas. Madam, would you like to make it clear to me? Let me know your kindness," said Nanny Qin.

"No need." Mrs. Qin gently picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "He just needs to study hard."

Perhaps because she was alone, Mrs. Qin explained softly to Nanny Qin: "If Yuan'er has thoughts in his heart, no matter what he thinks, whether he agrees or disagrees, there will inevitably be some confusion in his actions when he faces them again.

There are no traces. Master Lin..."

After saying this, Mrs. Qin paused.

When she was young, it was not like she had never thought about Lin Shiqing, the No. 1 scholar with a hairpin, who was as graceful as jade. Which of her daughters at that time had not fantasized about him? However, at that time, she was still trapped in Tang Dynasty.

The family is struggling to survive in the backyard, and there is no time for him to care about it. But look at Mrs. Lin now...

Mrs. Lin... Lin Feng and Feng Rongqing are indeed blessed with good fortune.

There was a ripple in Mrs. Qin's heart, but she soon calmed down - she had always known that envy and jealousy were the most useless emotions, and would only make herself more uncomfortable. The only thing that was useful was to work hard to find opportunities or even

Create opportunities. Haven’t you always been like this over the years?

Even if your life seems not good enough.

"Mr. Lin knows people well because of his understanding of human nature, but Yuan'er is thoughtful, how could he hide it from him?" Mrs. Qin said: "That would be bad. As for us Yuan'er, except for the Qin family now,

As for his downfall, his character, talents and knowledge are all outstanding. But there is an old saying, 'Don't bully a young man into poverty'... As long as we continue to give him a push without leaving a trace..."

Then it will definitely be done?

When Nanny Qin heard this, she nodded repeatedly, feeling happy and yearning in her heart. After thinking about it, she asked in a low voice: "Then why do you like the sixth lady? The fourth lady is the same age as me..."

When she said this, she saw Mrs. Qin's eyelids raised, and her eyes were silently suppressed because of her. Grandma Qin immediately became excited and said hurriedly: "It's the old slave who overstepped his bounds."

Mrs. Qin didn't say another word. She sat quietly on the couch, her whole body motionless, as if she was a statue.
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