Chapter 11 Today is different from the past
As soon as Mrs. Qin's words came out, everyone in the dining room knelt down on the ground, looking terrified.
Except for one person.
Everyone knelt and she stood alone, her posture was as straight as a snow lotus standing on the top of a cliff, making it hard to ignore.
Qin Liuxi stood upright, looking down at the mandala embroidered on the skirt, as if he didn't see the kneeling people in the room.
The old lady Qin's gaze passed over her, her lips were pursed, and her brows were furrowed.
Qin Liuxi is obviously from the Qin family, but she feels like an outsider who doesn't participate in it and can't control it.
"The Qin family is now defeated. Your grandfather, husband, or father and brother are all on the road of exile. I don't know what kind of suffering they are suffering, let alone whether they are hungry, thirsty, sick or..." The old lady Qin's eyes were moist, but Stubbornly wiped away the tears that were about to secrete.
In the flower hall, there was already a burst of crying.
"Exile from home does not mean beheading. The only thing we are thankful for is the 'mercy' bestowed by the Holy One. As long as it works properly, there will always be a day when your parents and brothers will return." Mrs. Qin took a deep breath and said: "On this premise, we have to keep this house safe and stable, and the children at home have to read well. In case something happens to them in the northwest, you will be the pillars of the Qin family in the future!"
"Grandma, I will definitely read good books." Qin Mingqi from the second room said with red eyes while clenching his fists.
Aunt Wan pushed Qin Mingchun, the little bun beside her, and the latter let out an ah, blinking his dark eyes and followed Mingzhi in a daze: "I, I will do it too."
Reading, reading is too difficult!
Old lady Qin looked at the two grandchildren, and thought of the eldest grandson who had just turned twelve years old and was exiled, and the eldest son of the second bedroom, tears rolled down her eyes.
Now I can only hope that God will take pity on them and let them arrive safely, even if life is difficult there, it is always good to stay alive.
"The ransacking of the house came suddenly, and the belongings of the family could not be taken away. I had to cover my head in this old house. It was a blessing in misfortune. Today is different from the past. The future life of the Qin family will definitely not be the same as before. It is inevitable to have a rough meal, and you have to get rid of it." Wear silk and satin, and learn to wear coarse cotton shoes...cough, cough, cough." Mrs. Qin coughed.
Ms. Wang raised her head, wiped the slightly scarlet corners of her eyes, and said, "Mother, don't worry, the days are still long, and everyone didn't understand it for a while, and they will figure it out slowly before turning the corner."
No matter who falls from the clouds, there must be a process of adaptation.
Even if the heart is as tough as her, the same is true.
Thinking of her only son on the road to exile, Wang felt a pang of pain, but took a deep breath. She is the mistress of the Qin family and cannot be weak.
"That's the reason. Let's all get up. After eating this meal, if you can't figure it out, go back and think about it slowly." Mrs. Qin raised her hand and asked everyone to get up.
Everyone stood up, sat down, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and ate in silence.
The taste is like chewing wax, but you still have to bite your teeth and swallow it.
After dinner, Mrs. Qin asked the aunts and the younger generation to go back to the house, leaving only Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Xie talking to Qin Meiniang. It is clear what to do with this family in the future.
Seeing this, Qin Liuxi raised his legs and wanted to leave, but the old lady Qin stopped her.
"Xi girl, you also stay and listen."
Qin Liuxi paused, sat down again, and picked up a cup of tea.
(end of this chapter)