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The water flows eastward, and it is another year when everything is revived.

"Madam Gong, how many years have Pan'er and Qi'er left?"

Madam Gong was holding a plate, holding a small silver fork in one hand, and handing it to Song Ci. After hearing this, she counted silently in her heart and said, "It's been five or six years in this blink of an eye."

Now it is the 29th year of Shengping, Song Ruqi is in Jiangnan when he went to the 23rd year of Shengping, and Niu Paner also left Beijing in 24th year. Isn’t it just five or six years?

Song Ci followed the silver fork, squinted his old eyes and looked at the crabapple flowers planted in the yard, and said, "It's been so long."

In this way, she has been in Daqing for nine years.

I never expected that she had been there for so long, but she could not stay there any longer.

Since Niu Paner suddenly fainted the year after she left, her body has become worse and worse every year. She is getting older and more forgetful.

What's even more strange is that twenty-four years later, every year when she celebrated her birthday, she would inexplicably fall into a coma, at least one day and two days. This year, she was unconscious for three days, which scared everyone in the Song family and even had a shroud on her.

It is precisely because of Song Ci's health that the Song family adds a lot of sesame oil to the temple every year, and they do good deeds every year, and they spend a lot of money and donate.

Since last year, Song Zhiyuan, the eldest son, even changed to vegetarian food to ask Buddha for his mother's health.

But even so, it cannot stop Song Ci from growing old day by day.

Nowadays, she can be said to be old and needs two people to support her after walking a few steps.

The reason why Song Ci knew that she would not stay for a long time was because every time she fell into a coma, she returned to the modern scene, and her body was lying on the hospital bed and was unconscious.

She felt that when the time came, she would wake up in that hospital bed.

Song Ci was not afraid of death, but she was reluctant to leave.

After several years here, she treated the people here as family members from the bottom of her heart, and she really closed her eyes and left with pleasure. She really couldn't bear to leave.

"No, life is fast, the children are old, and we are old," said Madam Gong.

Song Ci took a bite of the apricot meat. Isn’t it that he is old? Even if he eats a piece of apricot meat, he has to steam it first. It can only be delivered to her if it is soft.

There is no way, the teeth are not good.

Song Ci's current state is back to when she first came over, she was old and weak, and she was supported everywhere. Sometimes, she had to help her maids help her urinate and defecate.

But now she has nothing to be embarrassed about. She is used to it and just lie down.

"Madam, Madam is overjoyed." Xiaoman ran over and bowed to Song Cifu, saying happily: "Just just now, good news came from Yuqing Pavilion. Grandma San Shao gave birth to a pair of twins, and the mother and son were safe."

"Really?" Song Ci was also happy.

"It's true, the person who passed the message is still waiting in Chunhui Hall."

Song Ci looked at Madam Gong and said, "This is really a great event. Madam, go and pass on the sedan chair. I'll go and take a look."

Madam Gong said, "My grandma San Shao has just given birth, but she is afraid she is still busy and her blood has not dissipated. You are not afraid of collisions after you pass?"

"What are you afraid of? The twins of dragons and phoenixes are extremely rare auspicious. I'm going to get happy." Song Ci said: "Go and pass the sedan chair quickly, otherwise I'll go there. I'm blessed, and I'm not afraid of any blood and energy collision."

Madam Gong had no choice but to send someone to the sedan chair. Time passed, but the old lady's willfulness was as always.
Chapter completed!