Doctor Who

Chapter 634 Aunt Ping 2
City Emperor View.

There are [-] fairy seats placed here, and there are still quite a lot of people who come to this temple every day to ask for a lottery.

Why did Xia Houdan go here in the dark, because he suddenly remembered that tomorrow would be the fifteenth day, so he could only go out immediately.

An independent courtyard in Chenghuangguan, it was Aunt Ping who came here with her two children to enjoy the incense.

In the past few years, she has been doing this. Aunt Ping is not a good person. On the contrary, if she has no means, how can she still live her own way under the oppression of Yunli, a regular wife?

Every year, Aunt Ping will donate 1000 taels of silver to repair the palace.

In the courtyard, Aunt Ping was kneeling on an unnamed memorial tablet, offering incense earnestly. For decades, her pious attitude puzzled He Ningnan.

He is sixteen this year, and he is not a child, he watched quietly from the side.

"Nan'er..."

Aunt Ping called out suddenly, pulling He Ningnan Youhun's mind back.

"mother!"

He Ningnan hurried up to her and reached out to help Aunt Ping who was kneeling on the ground.

Aunt Ping is 32 this year. When she was 16 years old, she was sent to He Zhai and became an aunt.Although her youthful beauty can still be seen on her face, if one sees a few hairs in her blue hair, one would not think that she is doing well under Yunli's suppression.

Aunt Ping smiled slightly, held his hand, and stood up straight, "What's the matter with you these days? You're always distracted, but have you encountered any problems? You might as well talk to Mother, she can help you out. of."

He Ningnan gave her a deep look, and finally asked out the doubts in his heart, "Mother, why do you offer incense to this unnamed tablet? And there are always six days of every month when you chant scriptures here, when you are at home , and even copied the Sutra of Rebirth every day, and never handed it to others? When I was young, I asked, but you didn’t let your son ask again.”

"Now you are also sixteen, this unnamed tablet is your father."

Aunt Ping's face was a little moved, but her tone was peaceful, but there were tears in her eyes.

It has been 13 years, she has endured it for 13 years...

But he, buried in the ground for a long time, passed away without a name...

The two children in her womb belonged to him.If it weren't for him, how could she have learned how to keep pace at every step in this backyard, and even put in all her efforts to protect her son and daughter to the death, even if her hands were stained with blood.

All of this was given by the He family and Yunli!

One day, she will make them all pay for Brother Jin!
He Ningnan was stunned on the spot, a little unbelievable, "Mother, you..."

"What? Do you really want to be He Jianyi's son? If you really want to be, then go ahead. I won't stop you."

Aunt Ping had a calm expression on her face, without being touched in the slightest.

He Ningnan suddenly laughed, "Mother! My son loves you so much! I have been debating whether to bring down the Gong family. Mother, Wen'er and I are really He Jianyi's children?"

"No. Your surname is not He, but Zhuang. Your father's name is Zhuang Jin. If your father hadn't saved you and Wen'er back then, I'm afraid that both of you and Wen'er would have died under the horse's hooves! Do you still remember your mother? The steward around you?"

Under the horseshoe?

After Aunt Ping's reminder, He Ningnan immediately remembered the catastrophe when he was three years old. Uncle Jin died under the horse's hoof to save him. Even his arm now has a long scar scar.

(End of this chapter)