The maid is the queen

Chapter 1 Wild Ginger Flower

I like blowing, I like the feeling of being in the wind, it is cool and refreshing, and there is a sweet taste in the wind.

The fingertips still have the joy and lightness of the piano, holding the wild ginger flower in the hand, the snow-white flower exudes a sweet atmosphere, the wild ginger flower is the most common in the mountains, and ordinary people will not look at it more often It is not as cold as the fragrance of plum, nor as cold and charming as the fragrance of lotus, but I still like it. After learning the piano every day, I will pick a bunch and take it home.

Smell, also can be a lot more relaxed, the mood is more and more clear.

The burden on my shoulders is really heavy. I have been dependent on my mother for 12 years. My father left too early. I don’t have a deep impression of my father, but my mother told me that my father was a famous talent back then, but he was too loyal and dull. If it's unsatisfactory, he simply lives at home and has to live on the few acres of fertile land left by his ancestors.

However, father and mother left after four years of marriage.

When he left, my memory is still very faint, but I can still remember how nice his gentle voice was when he called me Zhiqiu.

My father loves my mother the most, and my father drew a lot of pictures of my mother, whether it is sitting, lying down, or frowning, I like the picture of my mother sitting at the door watching me play the most. I found it under my father's box. The mother in my father's works is so similar in strokes. It is full of emotion and painted very softly and vividly. It's just that when it reaches the eyes of the mother, the little bit of blur, I see it is just a little Sigh, mother is not happy.

I think, mother must be sad.

At that time, the well-known young lady in the capital recklessly married an ordinary and not outstanding scholar, and gave up marrying the sixth prince of the capital. This incident was well known in the capital, so her natal family resolutely severed all ties with her. .

My mother didn't hide these things from me. She told me that if you meet someone you like, no matter what your status is, you can love her.

I also admired again and again, the relationship between mother and father is really deep, and they have been widowed for him for so many years.

The mother is also considered pretty, and in the past 12 years, she has brought up countless marriages for her, but the mother always refuses with a smile. Old, every time I see my mother, I feel a kind of self-blame, I wonder if my mother would grow old so fast without me.

Sometimes, I am afraid to see my mother, the lamenting and longing eyes will make me feel so powerless.

Put a smile on your face, no matter how sad the days are, don't let your mother have any burdens, I grow up, and I want to take care of this family.

Going back with a smile, my mother will be very happy to see the wild ginger flower. In fact, this is my mother's favorite flower. Every time she sees it, she will look at her with a shy and sweet look and chuckle, turning her eyebrows Every bit of sorrow is driven away.

Daddy has been a gentleman all his life, he likes elegant things, he is too literati, he doesn't like to associate with ordinary people, because he married his mother, he also moved out of the original market, and made a place by the riverside. The two-story wooden house may have been quite chic at first, but now it is a bit dilapidated.

It's a bit remote here, and there aren't many people living here.

I walked on the path, and the green seedlings on the two sides were really beautiful. When the wind blew, the green waves went away in waves. I squinted my eyes and took a deep breath of the sweet fragrance of wild ginger flowers.

It's almost here, I pulled my sleeves to cover the strangle marks on my wrists, which is inevitable when doing rough work, but I kept lying to my mother, saying that what I was doing at Yang's house was to accompany the students.

Mother felt that she owed the Yang family, and it happened that the Yang family was looking for some girls outside. She looked at me with pleading eyes, and I understood.

It doesn't matter, I'm lucky, there are still many girls my age who are girls in Yang's mansion, I'm lucky, my mother taught me the Four Books and Five Classics since I was a child, and I can also learn my favorite piano.

Although poor, my mother said that one cannot be without ambition.

Maybe when she said these words, she still had the habits of a rich lady, thinking of raising me into a lady with noble etiquette, but sometimes reality and dreams are always too far apart.

Home is near, but when I saw my mother, the smile was condensed on my face.

She looked at the silvery surface of the river, and tears fell drop by drop like beads breaking.

"Mom." I called out softly, "Why are you crying? What's wrong with you? Is your head hurting again? The doctor said you can't come out to have a shower."

Mother raised a face full of tears, looked at me and said, "It's been 16 years, and he hasn't come, and he hasn't come all this time."

"Mom." I called her worriedly.

Mother looked at the wild ginger flowers I had dropped on the ground, and suddenly became angry. She threw the flowers far away and shouted at me: "It's all a lie, but I have been believing it for 16 years."

"Mother, mother, don't get excited." I was scared, and my heart was beating so hard.

But my mother pushed me away, put my face in her hands and cried: "I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid."

(End of this chapter)