Chapter 2591

On the second day, the door was blocked by heavy snow.

When Mo Lingwei got up, she vaguely heard laughter outside. She opened the window in the backyard and saw that the red plum tree was covered with snow, and under the red plum tree, the snow covered everything.

Only a small erected wooden sign without words was left.

The cold wind came rushing in from the window. Seeing this, Bao'er walked over quickly and closed the window again, leaving only a small gap: "Miss, the weather is getting colder and the wind is stronger, so you can't catch a cold. The room also needs to be ventilated, just open a small slit."

Mo Lingwei nodded, sat at the table, looked at the exquisite and rich breakfast on the plate, and said, "I don't have much appetite, I can't eat so much."

"The young master and the young miss are coming to have breakfast with you." Bao'er smiled and said, "I came here with me, but I saw two snowmen on the way, so I went to play."

Bao'er quickly folded the quilt. Seeing that there was a small wet spot on the pillow, as if she didn't see it, she smoothed the sheet with her palm, took a new pillow case from the cabinet and put it on... ...

Just as she was talking, she heard the sound of laughing and joking, and Siyu ran in, holding a small animal made of snow in her hand, and spread it out in front of Mo Lingwei: "Auntie, I made it, okay?" nice?"

"Looks good, this little white rabbit really looks like it." Mo Lingwei touched Siyu's small face.

Xiu'er strode up to catch up, frowned and pulled Siyu away a little: "You ran all the way in the cold wind, your clothes are cold, don't get too close to aunt, aunt is weak."

Siyu stepped back quickly, climbed onto the high bench with her little arms and legs, sat upright, put a piece of pastry in the bowl, and chatted.

One will talk about how beautiful the fireworks last night are, another will say how delicious the rice wine was last night, and another will say how fun it is to make snowmen...

Mo Lingwei had a smile on her face, and kept looking at her quietly, as if she wanted to see her in her heart.

Xiu'er knew that Mo Lingwei had always been quiet about food and sleep, and wanted Siyu to shut up, but when she raised her eyes, she saw that Mo Lingwei seemed to be listening very seriously, and lowered her head again, eating the food in the bowl silently. earlier.

After eating, Siyu and Xiu'er were going to study, and Mo Lingwei sent them to the door.

Mo Siyu turned her head and said suddenly: "Auntie, I overheard my father and mother talking yesterday, who is my uncle? Is he dead?"

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei's face turned pale in an instant.

Xiu'er scolded: "Siyu, you haven't met uncle, so don't talk nonsense."

Mo Lingwei swayed, and raised her hand to support the door frame, "Uncle is my aunt's husband, he... passed away to save my aunt!"

The child didn't have a very clear concept of death, so he asked again, "Will my uncle come back to life?"

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei only felt that her heart was so painful that she was about to suffocate.

Before she could answer, Xiu'er dragged Siyu away: "Auntie, Siyu is still immature and likes to talk nonsense, Auntie, don't take it to heart."

Mo Lingwei nodded and stood at the door, looking at the backs of the two children leaving, with mixed emotions in her heart.

People cannot be resurrected after death, how could Shaojin come back to life.

Maybe it's because the weather is too cold, and Mo Lingwei is sick again...

After the Lantern Festival, Mo Lingyuan went to Yuncheng again.

Chu Yunyao stayed behind in Jincheng, helping Mo Lingyuan deal with Jincheng's affairs, taking care of the Marshal's Mansion, disciplining the children, and taking care of Mo Lingwei.

Mo Lingwei's body was getting worse day by day, dilapidated.

The days passed by day by day, after the severe cold, spring blossoms...