Chapter 948

The red sister saw that there was also a carriage on the road. The carriage was carved with beams and painted with ridges. It was very delicate. The people in the carriage knew that it was not rich but expensive.

But at this time, the carriage stopped in the middle of the road, and several servants were circling around the carriage. It seemed that the wheels were stuck somewhere.

Red sister's deep voice overflowed: "be careful, beware of fraud!"

Uncle Feng also understood that he thought of the special identity of the owner, so he drove the carriage to the side of the lane, slowed down the speed, and walked evenly by the rich carriage.

It seems to be even, but in fact it hides murderous spirit. If there is an unknown killer or dark guard in the rich carriage, uncle Feng can draw his sword at the first moment, and at the same time, he can keep the horse from being frightened and bumping to the owner in the carriage.

The blue top carriage passed by. It looked very common. But when they passed the rich carriage, they were suddenly stopped by a round old Mammy.

The soft sword in Uncle Feng's waist is ready to be launched, and the red sister squats in the carriage, with fierce eyes.

The old mother didn't notice the murderous air. Her face was embarrassed and she said bitterly, "I've seen you. Who is in your car?"

Because the other side didn't start, uncle Feng didn't have any impulse, just squinted and said, "my wife."

"Only Madame?" she asked

Uncle Feng is black all over.

The old mother realized her abruptness and hurriedly said: "you misunderstood me. I have no intention. It's just that our carriage has a problem. The wheel of the carriage has been blocked by a stone. The underbody seems to crack. It's my lady in the car. She is very noble. I dare not wait for her. I can't change the car because I'm standing in the way. I'm worried and have a headache. Unfortunately, I see you Home carriage? If there is only one lady in your car, would you mind disturbing me? Don't worry, it won't take long, just an hour, we've sent someone back to the city to get the carriage. It's bound to come before dark. "

It seems that the other side is really only interested in asking for help, but Uncle Feng dare not relax and said: "my wife is not well, which makes the young lady so reserved and expensive. She is afraid that she will get sick. At that time, it will be even worse."

The old mother didn't expect that the other side would refuse. She was shocked for a moment, and then said with some displeasure, "my young lady's name is Fang, my old master is Fang Di, the former Minister of Dali temple, and my young master is Fang ruozhu, the present Minister of Dali Temple!"

Fangdi?

Ji Xiaqiu, who had been keeping his eyes shut for a while in the carriage, was stunned, then opened his eyes. In the clear eyes, he had some complicated thoughts, and then gave a sign to the red sister.

Uncle Feng is trying to say that he doesn't know anyone whose surname is Fang Yuan! But seeing the curtain lifted up, the red sister patted him on the shoulder, and then said: "Madam said, be kind to others. If this Fang family girl is really difficult, there is a seat in the car for a rest."

The old mother was very happy, and then she despised it in her heart. She thought that the other side was willing to make up for it, so she said proudly, "thank you very much for your convenience!"

Finish saying, also don't see that black face coachman, just turn around, go to own that rich carriage side to say a few words.

Uncle Feng looks back at the red eyed girl.

"The meaning of the master," said the red sister

Uncle Feng also guessed, but he still had some doubts in his heart. Don't you like Kyoto people? How can I help you?

After a while, a pingting woman with a feather hat and three nanny servant girls came over.

The old mother took a look at Uncle Feng.

Uncle Feng consciously lets dao'er, and the pingting woman gets on the carriage.

At this time, the red sister has specially separated a seat to facilitate the guests to take a seat.

Because the carriage capacity is small, it can only accommodate this Fang's young lady to come up alone, and the old mother and two servant girls are guarding underneath.

It seems that the Miss Fang is a little shy. After getting on the bus, she first thanks, but the feather hat on her head is not removed. It seems that she is very strict with her family. She still has good manners in front of outsiders.

Hongjie's son didn't like the person who stopped for help. Seeing this, she couldn't help but say coldly: "the car is small, my wife is not well, and she has palpitations. If you can, please take off Yuli, don't hold back my wife."

Hearing this, the pingting woman seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then she took off the feather hat with a light hook. She was sorry.

As soon as she let go of the feather hat, a lotus like clear and beautiful face came out. There was a cool air between her eyebrows. With her whole temperament, it was icy, but it didn't make people feel disgusted. On the contrary, because of its outstanding charm, it seemed to make people want to be close.

Of course, this kind of want to make people close, refers to men, women, do not like this appearance very much.

There was a moment of silence in the car.

In the end or Ji Xiaqiu opened the mouth: "girl surname Fang?"

Looking at the owner of the carriage, the woman lowered her eyes and gave her maiden name: "if Tong is polite."

Ji Xiaqiu smiled and looked at her face. It seemed that she was looking for something similar. Then she asked, "how is your kindness?"Fang ruotong was stupefied for a moment, then raised his head abruptly. He looked around the lady who had met by chance for several times, and then asked, "does the lady know my mother?"

Ji Xiaqiu: "I met twice when I was young."

Fang ruotong was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "my mother died 12 years ago."

As soon as the atmosphere sank, Ji Xiaqiu's gentle brow began to wrinkle slowly. It seemed that he didn't expect to get such an answer. He was at a loss for a moment.

Fang ruotong looked at it and asked, "what's your surname, madam?"

Ji Xiaqiu stared at Fang ruotong's face, which was five points like his mother's, and said, "my husband's surname is Liu."

"It was Mrs. Liu." Fang ruotong said, with some respect that the younger generation should have: "my wife said that she knew my mother. I wonder if she could say something about my mother's past. If Fang ruotong was seventeen years old, when my mother died, she was still young, and there were too many things to remember."

Ji Xiaqiu's eyes were a little confused. For a while, he said, "your mother has always been in poor health."

Fang ruotong knew that she nodded and said, "my uncle once said that before my mother got married, she had been caught in a heavy rain, and then she fell ill."

Ji Xiaqiu sighed softly: "I was in that heavy rain."

Fang ruotong opened his pupils and asked in surprise, "is Madame my mother's friend?"

"Old man." Ji Xiaqiu didn't take on the words of friends.

Fang ruotong did not speak.

Ji Xiaqiu: "if Ling CI knew that her daughter was talking with me, she would jump out of the coffin angrily and scold me."

Fang ruotong frowned. Obviously, she didn't like people making fun of her mother. Of course, hearing what she understood here, she asked again, "is there any complaint between my wife and my mother?"

Ji Xiaqiu smiled happily: "rob a man, is it resentment?"

Fang ruotong was startled. Suddenly, he was in a trance. His voice lost its previous calm: "you and my father..."

"It's not your mother who robbed you."

“……” Fang ruotong is silent.

Her intuition is that she can't ask any more. Her mother is the most respected and most important person in her heart. Her mother died early. She can't tolerate anyone to sully her mother's famous day.

But looking at the lady's eyebrows and light smile, she couldn't help wondering what happened to her mother when she was young?