Chapter 2 — Van Li Xuan

Last night Tham Quan Lan left me in the snow. Just quickly left me a sentence. "A Mien, Van Lam has been weak since childhood. It's too cold tonight. I'm afraid the old illness will relapse. I have to take her to the medical shop for treatment." Perhaps because Tham Quan Lan is Dai Ly Tu Khanh, always famous for his integrity and integrity. Maybe it's because of the time we spent together. Every time he comes to the To family's palace, Tham Quan Lan prepares gifts for both me and my eldest sister. Sometimes it's a breakfast cake from a newly opened shop in the city, sometimes it's an exquisite bamboo dragonfly, sometimes it's a newly released incense stick... Everything has two identical parts. So that I don't have to be like so many times before, only being able to accept what the deputy elder sister chooses. Being with Tham Quan Lan, I have never felt the favoritism towards my eldest sister like my father and mother. So, looking at Tham Quan Lan's figure holding his elder sister and getting into the carriage. I couldn't help but ask a question. "What about me?" Hearing that, Tham Quan Lan's movements stopped. But he never turned his head to look at me once. The voice that reached my ears was extremely cold. "You just stand here and wait for me. After taking Van Lam to the medical shop, I will come back to pick you up." I parted my lips. Dinh said that the carriage is very spacious, I can go with the elder sister to the medical clinic. Furthermore, the elder sister has a cough and coughs like this every winter. This is not a sign that the old disease is about to recur. But there was no time to speak. Tham Quan Lan urged the driver to immediately kick the car and leave. I stood in the snow for a long time. The cold wind whipped my face painfully. Only then did I suddenly remember that it had been like that before. Whenever my father and mother were especially happy, they would point to the plate of fruit given to me from the palace and ask me, "What kind of fruit does Ah Mien want to eat?" I pointed to the grapes, and they said my eldest sister also wanted to eat. I pointed at the honeydew melon, and they said that if the elder sister ate the melon, she would get a rash. To avoid her craving it, I was not allowed to eat it either. Just a few types in a row. But the answer received was no. Finally, I couldn't help it, my eyes were red and I asked. "Eldest sister, eldest sister, everything is elder sister, so what about you? What kind of food can you eat?" In the blink of an eye, my father and mother's faces darkened. "Don't you understand that there is an order for children and grandchildren?" "Normally, how did my husband teach you?" "Wait until your sister has finished choosing, then it will be your turn." But in the end, I still didn't get to taste a piece of fruit. Which one is in that throne plate? The great-grandmother saw that I was pitiful so she called me to her side. Share with me the plate of fruit that father offered to you. Every type of fruit in there we can eat. Now it's just like that time, when I couldn't wait for my father and mother's fruit plate. I also can't wait for Tham Quan Lan to return in the snow. A woodcutter who came home from work late at night saw me standing quietly outside his house, so he was startled and quickly called his wife out. The two husbands and wives tried to persuade me until they brought me into the house. "Miss, if you still want to wait for someone, just rest in the room closest to the gate. As long as a horse-drawn carriage passes by, you will definitely hear the sound." "We won't miss your return." "Now it's covered with ice and snow, the night is very cold, even normal people can't stand it." That farmer's family has four people. In addition to the woodcutter's wife and their newly born child, in the house there was also the little sister of the woodcutter's wife who came to help her sister during the confinement period. Before entering the room, I just saw the red-faced woodcutter take out a rustic silver brooch from his chest and give it to his wife. The little sister stood next to her and smiled teasingly, saying that her sister and her husband were still as affectionate as ever. The woodcutter was so embarrassed that he turned red

face. He immediately took another object out of his chest to gag that little sister's mouth. But what the woodcutter said was to thank her for helping take care of her little child and helping her sister over the past few days. At first, I thought the gift he gave little sister would be an identical silver brooch. Who would have thought it was just a few pieces of floral waffles. But the little sister still happily accepted it. So that I could rest assured, the family even intentionally let her sleep in the same room as me that night. When she happily shared a few pieces of flower waffles with me. Finally, I couldn't help but ask. "Does your brother-in-law always give you gifts like that?" She seemed to misunderstand me. "No, it's not easy for us farmers to buy a silver brooch, of course we can't always give them." "But my brother-in-law treats my sister very well. Every day he goes to the mountain to chop wood and brings something back for her, in spring and summer he brings flowers, in autumn he brings fruit, in winter he has nothing to give, he just quietly spends it." Save money to go into the city to buy cotton fabric and skin care powder for her..." "If someone treats me this well in the future, it would be great." Hearing this, I didn't ask any more. I just feel strangely alert. It turns out, when giving a gift to someone you truly love, there is no need to prepare an identical gift for her sister or sister. I even remember many things that were just vague traces before. One time Tham Quan Lan was talking to me when the eldest sister and her maid passed by. The elder sister softly lamented to the maid. "Why is the newly opened bakery in the city so crowded? Bach Lo has been gone for two hours and still hasn't returned." The next time he came to see me, Tham Quan Lan was carrying breakfast from that very shop in his hand. One time, Tham Quan Lan and I looked at the lotus flowers in the water pond.