Lan Yan looked at the depressed village, many of the houses were in tatters, and many people were carrying their bags to the entrance of the village. Lan Yan's heart felt scared, she was worried about her mother, and she couldn't help but speed up her pace.

"Aunt Six, you are Aunt Liu!" Lan Yan looked at a dusty aunt who walked towards her.

The aunt stopped, looked at Lan Yan's appearance curiously, and said with her mouth wide open: "You are Lan Yan, you are not dead!" The aunt realized that she had said the wrong thing and smiled embarrassedly.

"Aunt Liu, how is my mother?"

Aunt Sixth sighed, "We all thought you were dead, but Aunt Lan couldn't afford to fall ill when she heard your bad news." Gradually, we couldn't catch any fish here, and everyone left, going elsewhere to make a living. ”

Lan Yan's heart beat to her throat, "Mother is sick!" "Aunt Six, thank you, I'll hurry up to see my mother." She didn't have time to say goodbye, so she ran away.

The sixth aunt looked at Lan Yan's thin back, and she didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse when she came back. The sixth aunt sighed deeply and continued on her way.

"Mother, mother, mother!" Lan Yan pushed open the door and saw her seriously ill mother lying on the bed, her heart trembling. She knelt in front of the bed, grabbed her mother's skinny hand, and called her mother over and over again, her mother heard her call, woke up slowly, and her weak but affectionate voice sounded, "Is it my cigarette?" ”

"Yes, it's me, mother, I'm back." Lan Yan couldn't cry anymore.

The mother wept, she stood up, looked at the person beside the bed, and stroked the familiar face, "My Yan'er, still alive, great, great!" ”

"Mother!" Lan Yan couldn't hold back anymore and cried in her mother's arms. The mother stroked the top of Lan Yan's head over and over again like she coaxed Lan Yan when she was a child.

"My smoke, my smoke......" the mother kept repeating, tired and refusing to stop, afraid that it was a dream she had before she died.

"Mother, don't worry, I won't go anywhere in the future. You can rest in peace. Lan Yan covered her mother's quilt, looked at her mother holding her hand, pulled it out, and put it under the quilt. Then he lowered the curtain of the bed, crept away, and went out to do his errands.

When Lan Yan tidied up the room, looking at the current situation of the four walls of the family, the urgent need was to need money to treat her mother's illness. She had just walked all the way, and all the neighbors were gone, and she couldn't borrow money.

She paced back and forth, rubbing her hands uneasily, and suddenly thought of something, took out the hairpin from her bosom, and gave her a gift half a summer before leaving. She held the hairpin tightly, full of reluctance, "I'm sorry, Banxia, I will definitely redeem it in the future." ”

After making up her mind, she left a note for her mother and rushed to the pawnshop in town.

"Boss, are you there?" Lan Yan only saw a clerk sweeping the floor at the door, so he walked in.

"Here, what do you want to be, guest officer?" The boss came out of it and looked at Lan Yan's evasive eyes.

"How much do you think this hairpin is?" Lan Yan took out the hairpin from his bosom and put it on the counter.

The boss looked at the hairpin, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he regained his composure, picked up the magnifying glass around his neck and took a closer look, and nodded.

"Boss, how much can you pay?" Lan Yan asked anxiously.

The boss smiled and held out a finger.

"Ten taels." Lan Yan looked at it in confusion.

The boss shook his head, "100 taels." ”

Lan Yan covered her mouth, she had never seen so much money, "Okay, deal." ”

After she left, the boss glanced at the clerk outside the door, and the clerk immediately followed Lan Yan. The boss wrote on the paper: The mark of the owner of the family was found on the butterfly hairpin of the pawnshop in Ningzhen. So he went to the backyard, tied the note to the pigeon's feet, and let it go.

In the imperial city, Ye Mansion, the housekeeper took down the letter on the pigeon and rushed to the young master's room. "Young Master!" The butler knocked on the door.

Ye Anshi's lazy voice sounded, "Come in." ”

The butler pushed the door in, and was greeted by a strong smell of wine, and wine jugs scattered everywhere. The housekeeper sighed, since Miss Banxia's accident, the young master always hid in the room alone and drank alcohol, and he was very drunk.

"What's the matter?" Ye Anshi sat at the desk, holding the wine jug in his hand, did not raise his head, just said indifferently, and continued to raise the wine jug to drink.

"There's news from Ningzhen." The butler stepped forward and handed the letter in his hand to the desk.

Ye Anshi waved his hand and motioned for the housekeeper to go down. Then he glanced at the letter on the table, then picked it up carelessly, opened it, and when he saw the words on it, he stood up so quickly that even the chair under his feet fell to the ground.

"Come on, prepare the horse, and go to Ning Town." He clutched the letter tightly and listened carefully to his voice with a hint of trembling.

"Drive!" At the gate of the Ye Mansion, Ye Anshi led his subordinates to leave.

A woman came slowly, stood in the courtyard, and watched Ye Anshi leave, "Housekeeper, where are you going?" ”

The housekeeper lowered his head and saluted, "Second lady, the young master went out on an errand." ”

"Really?" The woman sneered. Then he said to the maid behind him, "Go back." The fist in his hand was already clenched in his sleeve.

"Yes, ma'am."

When the second lady returned to the room, she waved the teapot on the table to the ground with one sleeve, and the broken porcelain pieces were scattered all over the ground. "Why, he never looked at me squarely!" She said angrily, the faces on her face contorted with anger.

The maid on the side saw that the second lady was angry again, and said tremblingly, "Madam, now the young master hasn't seen your goodness, and if he sees it, he will definitely like Madame." ”

The second lady glared at the maid, and the maid obediently shut up when she saw this, for fear that the lady would vent her anger on herself.

The maid cleaned up, and was scolded away by the second lady. In the corridor, she met Xiaozhu walking towards her, "Sister Xiaozhu." ”

Xiaozhu looked at the fragments of the teapot on her plate, "Second lady lost her temper again?" The maid nodded.

"Cersei, your life is not easy either." Xiaozhu comforted her.

"Sister Xiaozhu, do you say that the young master has someone he likes, so he has been looking coldly at the second lady. I heard that Miss Twilight has always favored the young master, but unfortunately she was preemptively married by the second lady. Cersei approached Xiaozhu and whispered.

"As subordinates, we can't discuss the rights and wrongs of our masters." Xiaozhu looked at her seriously.

"Sister Xiaozhu, I was wrong." Chouss bowed his head.

"Let's go."

Xiaozhu looked at Cersei's back, "I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place." If he could say a word to stay, Miss wouldn't be ...... That's it. No matter where Miss is, Xiaozhu only hopes that Miss is happy. Xiaozhu prayed to the sky.

Ye Anshi and his entourage came to Ning Town, "Young Master, it's this hairpin." The pawnshop owner handed the hairpin to Ye Anshi. When he saw the hairpin, he smiled, and his long-lost hope returned.