Donggong Zhangjiao

Chapter 187 Aunt Song Qiuhe

"Yun'er!" The woman looked up, her eyes were also full of tears.

"Auntie, it's really you, get up, get up first!"

After not seeing him for many years, Fang Yun couldn't hide his excitement, and hurried forward to help him up.

At this time, Nanny Jin from the Sewing Bureau next to her was a little confused, she looked at Fang Yun and then at Song Qiuhe with a puzzled expression, she never thought that this woman who had only been in the palace for four or five days was actually the most favored aunt of Fang Liangdi .

Thinking about how polite she was to Song Qiuhe these days, Nanny Jin was slightly relieved.

Hastily said to the side, "There is such a coincidence, the servant is guilty, I don't know this, this Mrs. Song is Liangdi's aunt, otherwise the servant will definitely not ask her to work in the sewing bureau!"

"It's okay." Fang Yun waved his hand.

At this moment, she is fully focused on the aunt in front of her who looks seventy percent like her mother.

My mother, Song Yumei, and my aunt Song Qiuhe are only three years old. If my mother had lived to this day, she would probably look like this.

But that's not right, looking at the many wrinkles on Song Qiuhe's face, after calculating that he is less than 40 years old, but looks like [-], it seems that he has suffered.

After discovering this, Fang Yoon really lost his mind to deal with Nanny Jin.

Called Yanwei to come over, asked Jin to go to the second girl's place to measure the ruler first, and then dragged his aunt to sit down at the table.

"Auntie, why did you come to work in the Eastern Palace? Isn't Uncle in the fabric business? It stands to reason that the family's situation should be good."

Looking at Fang Yun, Song Qiuhe had tears in his eyes, wiped the corners of his eyes, and then sighed.

"Since what happened to your mother, after your mother passed away, without the protection of the Fang family, your uncle's business has deteriorated day by day. Later, he became addicted to gambling and dispersed all the money in the family within two years. Your cousin Brother, he is sick and has no money to treat him, so he has become a sick child for a long time, coughing all day long, taking medicine, and your cousin."

Speaking of this, Song Qiuhe broke down in tears and covered his face to cry.

Fang Yun frowned, held her hand, and asked softly.

"What happened to my cousin?"

"Danniang, she was sold by your uncle!" Song Qiuhe burst into tears and choked up, "Your uncle couldn't pay off the gambling debts, so he gave your cousin to the casino owner as a concubine. She was pregnant with twins last year. The boss doesn't have a son, so she will have a good life when she is born properly, but she has a difficult delivery, mother and child are gone!"

Hearing this, Fang Yun only felt chills all over, and felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Although she hasn't seen her aunt for more than eight years since she was ten years old, she still remembers how her aunt often sent money to the house to subsidize her and her mother when she was young.

At that time, my aunt would always bring her some extra fashionable fabrics or ready-made clothes, or other gadgets, and she loved her very much.

Unexpectedly, after her mother passed away, not only did she fall into hell, but even her aunt was in dire straits.

Seeing Fang Yun's complexion darken, Song Qiuhe seemed to be thinking about it, touched his tears, and hurriedly stopped crying.

"My aunt knew that you were serving in the East Palace, but she didn't know how you were doing. It was a coincidence that I was able to work in the East Palace this time. I was going to the Clothes Bureau, but the manager saw that I was a weaver and embroiderer. The workmanship is good, so I was transferred to the sewing bureau to be in charge of making clothes for the servants, I have time today, and I heard that Mother Jin is coming to your place, so I begged her to bring me along."

"Don't worry, my aunt didn't come to ask you to play the autumn wind. Now I work in the needlework bureau. The moon silver here is higher than outside, which is enough to buy medicine for your cousin. My aunt is here to see how you are doing."

Song Qiuhe's eyes were full of distress, and he didn't forget to explain, as if he was afraid that Fang Yun would misunderstand.

With the old love in his heart, Fang Yun still has a good image of this aunt and aunt, so he waved his hands at this moment.

"What did my aunt say? Although I am not very prominent now, I will pass the time. How can I watch you and my cousin suffer? Now that you have entered the palace, you should stay in the sewing bureau first. Let me Think of a way to see if you can be transferred, or let you out of the palace, I will not ignore the illness of my cousin outside."

Hearing what she said, Song Qiuhe's eyes lit up, and then he looked a little embarrassed.

"How can this be? I know that life in the palace is not easy. Looking at the scenery, there is nothing not to be tired of."

"Why should my aunt be polite to me?" Fang Yun held her hand, his eyes seemed to be looking at his mother through her, "My mother is gone, so my aunt is also my half mother."

Hearing this, Song Qiuhe also nodded with tears in his eyes.

But now that her status is different, Fang Yun still didn't keep her much.

After talking for half an hour, I basically got to know about my aunt's situation, so I let her go back to the sewing bureau to work first.

After seeing off the people, Fang Yun ordered the little maid outside to close the door, then held Qing Rong's hand, went into the inner room and sat down.

"Have a cup of tea first, let's relax." Qing Rong said in a low voice.

Seeing Fang Yun closing his eyes and rubbing his eyebrows a little irritably, she was also a little worried.

Qingrong is a few years older than Fang Yun, so she naturally remembers Song Qiuhe, and knows that she is very similar to Fang Yun's mother, so at the moment, she is also worried that Fang Yun will miss others when she sees others.

After all, the unjust death of his mother was a lingering pain in Fang Yun's heart.

But I didn't expect that after Fang Yun was silent for a moment, the first sentence that he raised his eyes and asked was.

"Do you think there is something strange about my aunt entering the palace?"

"what?"

Qing Rong didn't react, but Fang Yun frowned slightly, with some doubts in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"I was really excited to see her. Now I calm down and think about it carefully, but I feel wrong. How did she get into the palace? We talked just now, but she didn't mention a single word."

"Liang Di is afraid that she will have problems?"

Thinking of this level, Qing Rong asked a question.

"I hope I'm too sensitive, but I haven't seen you for many years, and I'm also afraid that people's hearts will change." Fang Yun sighed lightly, with complicated eyes, "Sometimes I also feel that I am too suspicious, but Qingrong, I bet I'm sorry, I have to check carefully all the people and things of unknown origin around me."

Hearing what she said, Qing Rong's face was filled with distress.

He walked to her side and knelt down, put his hands on her knees, and said softly.

"Liang Di was scared by those snake-hearted people in Fangfu. It's not your fault. There are dangers everywhere in the palace. You have to guard against it. Don't worry, the slaves will go and investigate quietly."

"Okay, the one I trust the most is you."

Fang Yun held Qing Rong's hand lightly and said in a low voice.

And soon, Qingrong found out how Song Qiuhe entered the palace.

There was nothing wrong with it, it was because the Clothes Bureau and the Miscellaneous Bureau were short of manpower to do odd jobs, and they were recruiting in a small area outside the palace. Song Qiuhe wanted to enter the palace, so he gritted his teeth and gave the steward some money before he came in.

Of course, it was also because of this little money that she didn't go to the clothing bureau, but went to the needlework bureau. Although she was darning clothes for the servants of the Eastern Palace, it was still relatively easy.

I also met Fang Yun.

Outside the palace, Qingrong also sent someone to inquire about the sick cousin, and it is true that he has been sick all the time, taking medicine all the year round, and can barely take care of himself.

Song Qiuhe took him away from her husband, and now she is all on her own to earn money to see a doctor for the child.

Hearing this, Fang Yun let go of his guard a bit, thinking about where to arrange his aunt.

After all, this is one of the few relatives who treat her well.

But she hasn't thought about it yet, and the backyard has already spread the word about it.

In the morning, when I greeted her in Wutong Garden, someone took the initiative to ask her about this matter.

(End of this chapter)