Becoming a literary master starting from the story of Minglan

Chapter 57 Aunt Wei

On the other side, Sheng Minglan, who had been unconscious for a long time, finally woke up.

In the dimly lit room, two people, one tall and one short, were talking.

"Xiao Tao, how has your young lady been doing in the manor all these years?" the elder asked.

"Um...I...I don't know...whether it's good or not?" the younger one replied.

"Then tell me, has anything major happened in your yard over the years?"

Yes!

"A while ago, our little butterfly sister was..."

"..."

Having just woken up from a long sleep, Sheng Minglan had not fully regained consciousness and could only vaguely see two figures beside her bed talking about something.

As consciousness gradually returned, she remembered her birth mother, Wei Xiaoniang. Xiao Minglan immediately lost the will to move and just stared blankly at the gauze on the bed with her eyes wide open, tears streaming down her face.

"Oh! The young lady has woken up!"

Xiao Tao, who had been answering honestly, finally caught a glimpse of Minglan by chance.

"Ah? Tomorrow."

The woman beside Sheng Minglan's bed finally turned around and looked back.

The woman appeared to be in her early twenties, with delicate features but slightly dark skin. Her bright eyes revealed a capable and efficient air about her.

She wore no luxurious decorations, only a simple white dress. Although it was not particularly expensive or luxurious, it was clean and tidy. Her attire immediately indicated that there had been a funeral in her family.

"This...is this?"

Although she didn't want to move, Sheng Minglan eventually saw the man's face and felt inexplicably familiar with him.

Seeing the confusion in Sheng Minglan's eyes, the woman kindly said, "Ming'er, I'm your aunt!"

Looking at her thin, sallow little niece, Aunt Wei felt a pang of heartache.

Thinking back to when his sister Wei Shuyi entered the Sheng family, he and his accomplices never visited her, all in the hope that she would have a better life and not be misunderstood as someone who came to freeload, thus putting her in an awkward position.

Speaking of which, Wei Shuyi came from a good family in Jiangnan that valued both farming and scholarship. Although they could not be called a scholarly family, they were by no means the kind of ungrateful and filthy family that people could not get rid of once they got involved.

If it weren't for the family's decline and the fact that the elderly father of the Wei family was ill and bedridden, unable to afford medicine, the eldest sister of the Wei family would certainly not have entered the Sheng family and become a concubine.

At that time, there were only two sisters in the Wei family. As the eldest sister, Wei Shuyi naturally sold herself into the family to raise money to treat her father's illness. Unfortunately, the old master Wei was unable to hold on and passed away.

Leaving aside the bond between Aunt Wei and her sister, this last part of the story alone is enough to make her open her heart to Minglan and care for her deeply.

"aunt?"

When Sheng Minglan saw the face that looked so much like her own mother, she was already somewhat certain. With Xiao Tao nodding incessantly beside her, she became even more convinced.

Recalling the younger sister that Wei Xiaoniang often mentioned when she was alive, Sheng Minglan immediately called out silently, "Aunt... Mother..."

Her chapped lips moved slightly, but no sound came out; the shape of her lips was enough to make people "understand" the two words.

"Ah~"

Looking at her niece's haggard face, Aunt Wei couldn't stop the tears from flowing down her cheeks.

At the same time, Sheng Minglan looked at the somewhat familiar face opposite her, and suddenly, out of nowhere, a surge of emotion welled up in her heart, and she burst into tears.

"aunt……"

"Auntie..." "My...mother...is gone..."

As if a switch had been flipped, Sheng Minglan cried out in utter grief and despair!

"Woooo..."

Seeing this, Aunt Wei was also moved to tears, recalling the appearance of her eldest sister.

"Good morning, cry, cry!"

Aunt Wei reached out and patted her niece on the back, comforting her, "It's good that you cried!"

"It's good to cry..."

"Woooo..."

Caught up in the atmosphere, Xiao Tao, who was standing nearby, also started to sob. The whole room suddenly felt like an unusual party, filled with a sorrowful and melancholic atmosphere.

……

a long time.

In the end, Sheng Minglan was too exhausted to cry anymore, so Aunt Wei quickly said, "Good Ming'er, stop crying!"

Wiping away her tears with a handkerchief, Aunt Wei grasped Sheng Minglan's small hand and said sincerely, "Ming'er, there are some things that I, as an outsider, may not be able to say, but there is one thing that I must mention!"

Although it was the first time, no, it should be said that it was the first time since I became aware of things.

Actually, Aunt Wei visited when Sheng Minglan was just born, but Sheng Minglan was too young to remember it.

In short, whenever Sheng Minglan met Aunt Wei, she would always instinctively choose to believe her. Perhaps it was because of their blood ties or the deep affection between the Wei sisters. In any case, Sheng Minglan always felt a kind of affection for Aunt Wei, just like she felt for her mother, Wei Xiaoniang.

Looking into Sheng Minglan's red eyes, Aunt Wei whispered, "As you can see, although your family is wealthy, people in your family are unpredictable and treacherous!"

"Now that your mother is gone, how can a four-year-old girl like you survive alone in this big mansion?"

Perhaps remembering Wei Xiaoniang's kindness, Aunt Wei said with a sob in her voice, "My eldest sister was such a good, healthy person, and she was tormented in this family..."

After choking back tears for a long time and taking several deep breaths, Aunt Wei finally managed to calm herself down and tentatively asked, "Ming'er!"

"Otherwise, you can come home with me. No matter what, your aunt won't let you live alone without anyone to rely on."

Holding Sheng Minglan's pale, yellowish hand, Aunt Wei said sincerely, "Although my family isn't extremely wealthy, we have enough to eat and drink and no worries about making a living. It's much better than your lifeless mansion!"

"Ming'er, what do you think?"

At this moment, Sheng Minglan had recovered: "Aunt, I don't want to leave home."

“My stepmother and father are here.”

In Minglan's heart, no matter what, the Sheng family mansion was still her home, where her father was.

Now that her stepmother is gone, all that's left is her father.

Seeing her sickly niece's resolute expression, Aunt Wei could only sigh inwardly and give up her idea.

However, she could understand that no matter what, once she went to her own home, even if she had her own decisions, she would still be living under someone else's roof and would find it difficult to feel comfortable.

"That's fine!"

Aunt Wei simply stopped trying to persuade her, but made up her mind to use her sister's matter to get a promise for Sheng Minglan!
Upon thinking of this, Aunt Wei's eyes also gleamed.

I owe you a chapter... (Also, I'm really not a full-time writer. If I were, I'd starve to death by now!)

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