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023 Father

"Sister Chen..." Aunt Jiang raised her hand and touched Chu Qianchen's fair and smooth face, "Do you often go to your wife's place recently?"

Chu Qianchen nodded calmly.

Aunt Jiang asked again: "Sister Chen, where did you learn medical skills?"

"At the village." Chu Qianchen looked at Aunt Jiang's autumn water-like eyes and said, "At that time, I was idle, so I bought two medical books from the passing Doctor You Fang. As I looked at it, I understood it."

Chu Qianchen's mouth curled up, "Auntie, you know that at that time, I was very ill and there was no doctor in the village. I just thought that I had learned medical skills and could do it myself. So, I'll cure myself. Otherwise, I won't be able to go back to the mansion."

"Auntie, do you think so?"

"Actually, Liuhezhuang is really good, with beautiful mountains and rivers, and is very suitable for recuperation. I heard from Madam Cui that my aunt's illness has not been cured for a long time. Should I go and raise it too?"

"..." Aunt Jiang was choked.

She stared at Chu Qianchen steadily, feeling a little unsure whether she was deliberately trying to criticize herself. However, Chu Qianchen is gentle and has never been a person who is the best.

"Second Girl," said Madam Cui, "My aunt has always been weak, and she has to support her for you and the eldest master. Otherwise, who can you brothers rely on in this mansion?"

"So that's how it is." Chu Qianchen nodded, as if he was just talking casually.

"My aunt called me here today. It turned out that she was not going to Liuhezhuang to recuperate." Chu Qianchen stood up, "If there is nothing wrong with Aunt, then I will take my leave first."

When did she say she wanted to recuperate? Aunt Jiang almost blurted out, feeling that she was holding her breath. In just a few days, she could no longer see through Chu Qianchen.

Is Chu Qianchen worried about himself or was he intentionally mocking him?

"Sister Chen!" Aunt Jiang reached out and grabbed her with some disobedience.

When Chu Qianchen's clear phoenix eyes looked over, Aunt Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then grabbed the water-green embroidered lotus purse on Chu Qianchen's waist as if nothing had happened, and praised: "This purse is well embroidered, your female red is getting better and better. Can you untie it and let the aunt take a closer look?"

Chu Qianchen untied the purse as she wanted and handed it over.

"The lotus on this purse is so well embroidered, and the water droplets on it look like they are real." Aunt Jiang's slender hands gently stroked the surface of the purse, looking like she couldn't let it go.

Chu Qianchen only pursed his lips and smiled slightly, without any contact.

Aunt Jiang lowered her eyes slightly, looked at the small and delicate purse carefully, played with it, and smiled lightly.

Madam Cui said with a funny look: "Auntie, you like it so much, why don't you let the second girl embroider another one for you."

"How can that be done?" said Aunt Jiang reluctantly, "The girl is too eye-catching. You see, only the petals of this lotus have used at least ten kinds of embroidery threads to embroider this vivid petal. I don't want Sister Chen to worry about me."

"Auntie, your purse is also newly embroidered. Just change it to the second girl." Madam Cui said as she sang.

Aunt Jiang looked at Chu Qianchen expectantly, her beautiful eyes as if she could speak.

"Auntie, I like this purse very much, too." Chu Qianchen smiled and refused without being soft or hard.

"..." Aunt Jiang opened her eyes slightly surprised.

She was about to speak when a little maid with round face came in happily and replied, "Auntie, the marquis is here."

The marquis mentioned by the little maid is naturally the male owner of the marquis' mansion, the marquis Chu Lingxiao, Yongding marquis.

Chu Qianchen's heart suddenly jumped.

This is the first time she has seen her father, the one who drove her out of the house in her previous life.

An extremely complex light flashed in her eyes.

Parents should have cared for and protected their children, but after experiencing everything in their previous lives, she realized that not all parents in this world are like this. Sometimes, the person who gives you blood is not as good as a stranger who has nothing to do with you.

Her aunt said "for her good" words, but it was just a verbal statement. In her aunt's heart, her biological daughter might not be as good as a kitten and puppy she raised.

When this kitten and puppy die, Aunt Jiang will shed a few tears, and she will be sad for a while and make people buried.

And the day she was kicked out of the Marquis' Mansion in her previous life, Aunt Jiang never even showed her face.

Madam Cui came, but she met her outside the mansion. She still clearly remembered what Madam Cui said at that time:

"Girl, I'm sick because of your affairs and can't get up. But don't worry, when my aunt gets well, I will definitely plead with the Marquis. There are five taels of silver here. Please pack it and settle it first..."

Madam Cui gave her five taels of silver like a gift.

At that time, she was anxious and full of hope, thinking about how to rely on these five taels of silver to last until Aunt Jiang persuaded her father to let her return to the Marquis' Mansion. However, she ultimately failed to save the money and could not return to the Marquis' Mansion.

It is unknown whether Aunt Jiang has never asked for love for her or her father has refused to give in.

In the last life, my father gave up on himself so easily, was it because of his last resort, or was it that he, like Aunt Jiang, never cared about her concubine?

Thinking of this, Chu Qianchen's eyes moved slightly and he looked at the opened curtain in front of the right.

Chu Lingxiao walked in with great strides.

He is only thirty years old this year, with a handsome appearance, wearing a royal blue brocade robe, tying his hair with a jade crown, and his smiling eyes fell on Aunt Jiang and walked straight towards her.

"Father." Chu Qianchen stood up and shouted at Chu Lingxiao.

Chu Lingxiao nodded to her with a serious smile, then held Aunt Jiang who was about to get up to salute, and said softly: "If you are not feeling well, don't get up."

Aunt Jiang smiled at him with her lips pursed and her eyes circulated, and she was gentle and affectionate.

Chu Lingxiao sat down on the beauty couch and sat on Aunt Jiang's left hand.

"What are you talking about?" Chu Lingxiao asked with a smile, looking at Aunt Jiang's eyes full of gentle smiles.

"Mr. Marquis, look, this is the purse embroidered by Sister Chen. Isn't it very beautiful?" Aunt Jiang showed him the water-green purse and smiled, "I asked Sister Chen, but she still refused."

"Sister Chen's daughter is much better than mine. I like it when I look at it."

Aunt Jiang's voice was delicate and soft, and the slightly raised tail sound had a coquettish smell, which made people feel relieved.

"Oh?" Chu Lingxiao was not interested in these women's gadgets. He didn't even look at them. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Chu Qianchen, and said without any doubt, "Sister Chen, since your aunt likes it, you should respect it to your aunt."
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