Vol 2 Chapter 279: The old master of the monastic (10)

When Wei’s returning to the government, Mrs. Wei had calmed down. She rarely took a pen and ink and began to paint on paper.
The craftsmanship of Mrs. Wei’s paintings is not high, but when she did not leave the cabinet, she also practiced it frequently. Later she was married to Houfu. Although her husband was a literati, she was full of imperial examinations. She had no thoughts on painting, and the old man in the government was no matter what. Things, it seems that there is no continuation of the mind, Mrs. Wei has to deal with the affairs of the government, but also to take care of her husband and sister, but also to look after the book to forget the husband of the hour, so busy, In a blink of an eye, I have not painted it for more than ten years.
However, after the pen was dropped, I only felt that there was no flow of water.
He always stood on one side and fanned her, and saw that the rice paper was gradually portrayed as a girl.
The hair is not very long, the eyes are large, thin and weak, looking very small, sitting on the grass with a smile, black and big eyes and a little naughty hiding to see.
Although not carefully depicted, the cute and well-behaved meaning of the child was expressed.
She couldn't help but praise, "I didn't expect the lady to paint, but it was so good."
Mrs. Wei received the pen, picked up the rice paper, and looked at the the painting. He curiously asked, "Which is the child in this painting, how can the old slave not remember where he saw it?"
She has been waiting since the door of Mrs. Wei’s entrance. The time when the two stayed together is not exaggerated to say that Mrs. Wei’s wife and Wei’s wife stayed together for a long time. It can be said that Mr. Wei’s wife met every day and did something. I decided to make it clear.
However, what is the point in her mind that this child has no impression of?
Mrs. Wei reached out and carefully stroked the edge of the rice paper. The eyes seemed gentle and sad. "She is a sister of mine."
"Just can't see it again in the future."
Can't see again? Is it far from marriage?
I still want to comfort a few words, but there is a voice of swearing outside, and it is the Guardian who is back.
"Gui Niang, today is so good, painting?"
Wei’s heart still has a lot of things in his heart, but when he looks at Jiao’s wife, he still hides all the things and smiles while dressing under the sly dress.
We haven’t walked together for a long time. The garden is not as good as going out together?"
If it was before, Mrs. Wei would definitely agree, but today, she looked down at the painting on the table and shook her head gently. "It hurts a lot today, but I still can't go out."
Because of the thought of her sister who died young, she really did not have that mind and her husband.
When Wei’s lord sighed, Jiao Niang was married to him, and almost nothing had meant him.
Is it difficult to misunderstand the last time you were in the outside room?
The people in the room made a look, and they immediately met, and the people who served with them gave a gift and they retired.
When the couple left the couple, the guardian coughed and walked over to his wife, Wen Wen asked. "Gui Niang is still misunderstanding?"
"If you don't believe, you can swear for the husband..."
Mrs. Wei saw her husband’s serious explanation, and her heart was soft, and he was dragged by the servant’s intention.
It’s not for this.

"What is the person of the lord? It is natural to believe in it. The master said no, naturally it is not."
Seeing that the lady who has always been acquainted with the general praises herself, the guardian’s heart can’t help but float for a few seconds.
Since it’s not for this, why does the girl look depressed?

He immediately began to search for things that could make his wife's headache.
"But is Zifeng screaming outside again? And which child is playing with him?"
Mrs. Wei is a little funny. "The master has forgotten that the second brother went to Zhuangzi for almost half a year. He heard that the master came back a few days ago and is sending a letter saying that he will come home."
Unlike the Guardian, Mrs. Wei never felt that the second brother was not sensible. He only thought that he loved to play with love. Some things were clearer than anyone else. For example, this time, Wei’s master was sent out, the old man in the government. Regardless of the matter, Xiao Shuzi and Xunzi are not good at saying it alone. Wei Zifeng excuses to go to Zhuangzi to cultivate and avoid it. When he goes out, he stays outside for half a year. If he is not a guardian, he does not know how to stay. how long.
Although the age of the two is only ten years old, but Mrs. Wei’s treatment of him is like seeing his son. After all, it is considered to be brought up by her.
The Guardian is a bit embarrassed. He has been in chaos and busy since he came back. He has long forgotten his brother’s stay in Zhuangzi.
"That is the dowry of the hairpin?"
Wei’s master immediately thought of her sister’s head. She had just set up a marriage before, and the dowry began to prepare for the self-defense lady’s marriage. But because the people who set it were their high climbs, the original dowry would have to be added.
Mrs. Wei shook her head again. "It's not these things. It's just that I dreamt of my sister who died young last night. I feel a little sad."
Younger sister who died young?
Wei did not think that the answer was actually this. He looked down at the painting on the table. It was a thin girl who sighed. He sighed, "The deceased has passed away, and the girl is too sad. It must be You have a dream in the night, do you think of her coming in the day?"
Mrs. Wei nodded. "It is true, but the dream is too real. In the dream, I will give her a personal jade to her..."
She hasn't finished yet, and the body of Wei is suddenly stiff.
He immediately remembered that when she got up early in the morning, the lady said what jade was gone.
"Is it impossible to be the jade that I have not seen today?"
"Exactly, thinking about... lord?"
The Guardian had no time to think about it. He grabbed his wife's hand and went inside the old lady's yard.
If he had heard this before, he would say that it was a coincidence, but after the day before and after yesterday, the Guardian was sublimated.
This is definitely a ghost!
absolute!
When the Guardian came, the old man was educating the woman who was curled up under the tree.
"My sister has also seen it, and the words have been said, don't leave, wait for the smoke to die?"
"You will not leave until tomorrow, I will not shelter you."
Seeing the woman screaming, Wei Mingyan has a few headaches.
"If you don't leave, you can't go any more."
Under the tree, the woman who refused to talk and huddled at the moment moved her body. She stretched out her pale hand and kept painting on the ground.
save--
Save her -
Wei Mingyan recited his hand and looked at the word drawn on the ground. "You can't talk?"
The woman who was always silent nodded. She looked up and opened her mouth to the person in front of her.
There should be nothing in the hollow hole where the tongue should have been placed.
Wei Mingyan decided to look at it for a while. "Okay, take it away."
"I ask your sister, if I am there, I am willing to use the body as a medium..."
The voice did not fall, and the woman shook her head in confusion.
Even if the pair is pale, the eyes are still full of pleading.
- Don't tell your sister.
- Can't let my sister know what I have experienced.
- I beg you, don't.
When I first arrived at the mouth of the yard, I was wondering why the wife who had been beaten and sent out had heard the words of the father-in-law when he stepped in.
Your sister...
She looked at it again, but she saw that justice was slightly lowering her head, and she was clearly speaking in the open space under the tree.
For a moment, Mrs. Wei’s mind did not care about anything.
She broke away from her husband's hand and walked forward, red-eyed, looking forward to see her father-in-law, "Father, who are you talking to?"
"Is it with my sister? Is it a smoker here... is it here?"
"Smoke Niang, Yan Niang! Is it you, are you coming to see your sister?"
Wei’s master looked at his wife’s hand to touch the open space, and the hair was directly erected.
Gian Niang, wait a minute, Jiao Niang...

Mrs. Wei was too excited, and the guardian couldn’t hold her for a while. The couple were pulling and pulling, and the old man, who was a father, didn’t want to control it at all, so he watched them pull it.
When the woman came from her sister, she stood up. At this moment, she looked at her excited and full of expectation. She looked happy and happy, and she smiled with tears on her pale face.
--sister
- Thank you for wanting to see me.
Seeing that Wei Mingyan is staring at herself, the woman has a gift and turns to leave.
"Wait."
The old man opened his mouth, although the voice was light and faint, but it seemed to directly broke into the hearts of the people present. The emotional wife, Mrs. Wei, softened her body and was caught by her husband.
The guardian, while holding his wife, watched and watched carefully, holding the wife slowly moving behind his father, for fear of suddenly coming out of a demon ghost to swallow them.
When he was behind his father, he decided to take it easy, and he asked with a sigh of relief. "Father, can you be a sinister means?"
As he spoke, he carefully tightened his wife into his arms.
Wei Mingyan dismissed and looked at the pair of eyes that were obviously scared. The legs were still shaking and forced to calm down. "This time is not."
Oh……
This time, no, it’s great.
This time, Wei’s master was really relieved. He gently supported Mrs. Wei and stood up and asked his father.
Is it really a sister of Jiao Niang?

Wei Mingyan nodded. "She can't speak for a while now, and she has no obsession to reincarnate. I am thinking about letting your wife see what she has experienced. After breaking the obsession, she will send her to the reincarnation."
The guardian hurriedly asked, "Can it be harmful to the body of Jiao Niang?"
When the old man shook his head, he settled down. "That would let the lady see."
Mrs. Wei was also awake, and at the moment she nodded with tears. "Father, let me see."
Wei Mingyan glanced at the woman who was stopped under the tree. She was shaking her head desperately. The lips that could not be spoken opened and closed, and they were full of prayers.
She didn't want to let the people who love her the most, see her as miserable.
Wei Mingyan took another look at the guardian who was still full of vigilance and looked around. "Zi Qing, your wife is weak, or you are coming."
"by me?"
Wei’s father groaned,
Father, what are you going to do?

"It's very simple, come and give the father a good talk."
Wei Mingyan stepped forward and took his son to the tree. On the face of the sacred wind, a smile of kindness was revealed. "This matter, long story..."
Wei’s father looked seriously at his father’s nod.
Father, you said.

"Because it is too long, you will know it."
The old man pressed his son's hand to the tree.
"Wait until you finish watching her life."
"Remember to say a long story."