The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Mrs. Yining Hou's fingers were as thin as dead branches, and her nails were thick and unhealthy gray.

It wasn't this that caught Jiang Si's attention, but the three faint red lines on the old lady's middle fingernail.

Three red lines fell in Jiang Si's eyes, which was particularly shocking.

She stared at it thoughtfully for a moment.

Aware of Jiang Shi's absence, Jiang Yi looked down subconsciously, and was also stunned when she saw the three red lines on the old lady's fingernails.

The old lady moved her hands and asked Jiang Yi, "Yi'er, how are you guys doing in Bo's Mansion?"

Jiang Yi hurriedly looked back and smiled at the old lady: "Don't worry, I have a good time at home, and Yanyan is also very adaptable..."

"What's wrong with grandma?" Jiang Si asked.

The old lady took a break and smiled at Jiang Si: "I'm getting old, and my whole body is weak, you don't have to worry about me..."

Uncle Su said, "Let the old lady rest."

Seeing that the old lady was exhausted and weak, Jiang Yi pulled Jiang Su to get up; "Grandma, then you rest well, we will come back to see you."

The three brothers and sisters followed Uncle Su and others to the flower hall, feeling quite heavy.

The state of the old lady of Yining Hou can't help but think of the word Fengzhuannian.

The fire of life seemed to be extinguished by a weak wind.

"Uncle, what kind of disease is my grandmother suffering from?" Jiang Zhan was impatient and asked as soon as he entered the flower hall.

"The doctor invited said that the old lady is suffering from heart failure." Uncle Su looked solemn. "The heart suddenly began to fail. The decoction can only nourish it a little, but it cannot prevent the continued deterioration of the physical condition..."

"What does uncle mean, grandmother's condition is very bad?" Jiang Zhan asked.

Uncle Su glanced at the door and nodded slowly: "The doctor said that people with this disease may suddenly stop their heartbeats, and now they can only pray for God's blessing..."

Jiang Yi's eyes suddenly turned red, and she wiped her tears with her handkerchief.

Jiang Zhan gave Jiang Si a wink and wanted her to persuade Jiang Yi, but saw Jiang Si looked absent-minded.

He had no choice but to persuade: "Sister, don't cry, grandmother will definitely be blessed with her own good looks—"

The words that he wanted to persuade later were suffocated by Jiang Yi's words without beginning or ending.

"Mother is like that too."

"Big sister, what did you say?" Jiang Si suddenly returned to his senses, staring straight at Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi didn't look at Jiang Shi, but looked at Uncle Su: "Uncle, do you remember that my mother also passed away because of heart failure..."

Uncle Su nodded lightly.

Jiang Si grabbed Jiang Yi's hand: "Eldest sister, do you remember when your mother died?"

"I already remembered things at that time, and I remember a little bit."

For a young child, the two most important people in life are both parents.

Although Jiang Yi was young when Su Shi passed away, he left an indelible impression.

"Could it be that the disease of heart failure will be passed down from mother to daughter——" Jiang Yi murmured.

Uncle Su sternly said, "Yi'er, don't think about it, you scared your brother and sister."

Jiang Zhan exclaimed: "Uncle, it's better to figure it out, why is it a mother-daughter, the eldest sister and the fourth sister are fragile, not like I can handle it..."

With a look of deep hatred for not being passed down from mother to child, Uncle Su and Uncle Su twitched the corners of their mouths.

This nephew really didn't have the slightest bit of a palace, and hoping that mother-to-child transmission did not mean that they would also suffer from heart failure.

In addition to slander, he was moved by Jiang Zhan's love for his sisters.

Jiang Yi raised his hand and hit Jiang Zhan, and said angrily, "Second brother, don't talk nonsense."

If the grandmother's disease is really hereditary, then she would rather bear it herself than her brother.

"I'm a little uncomfortable, I want to rest." Jiang Shi suddenly said while holding his forehead.

In the past, if Jiang seemed to be uncomfortable, he would at most say it in private, and it would be impossible to say it in front of the elders such as Uncle Su.

As a junior, she seems rude to say this, and as Princess Yan, no one speaks like this.

The convenience brought by the improvement of identity is self-evident.

The eldest wife You Shi immediately arranged for the maid to lead Jiang Si to the guest room to rest.

Jiang Yi followed uneasy.

"Fourth sister, how do you feel?" Seeing Jiang Si's pale face, Jiang Yi asked hurriedly.

The fourth sister is bolder than her, so she shouldn't be frightened by what she said just now.

Jiang Xi did not immediately reply to Jiang Yi's words, but explained to Aman: "You go to the door to guard, someone will come over and make a sound in time."

Jiang Yi looked at Ah Man and then at Jiang Si, and felt something was wrong.

"Fourth sister, what's wrong?"

Jiang Shi bit her lip, her clenched hands, and her knuckles were faintly pale.

"Big sister, was my mother's symptoms really the same as my grandmother's?"

The fourth sister originally wanted to know about her mother.

Jiang Yi nodded slightly: "Well, at that time, my mother was getting weaker and weaker day by day. I was so afraid that I guarded my mother all day. Once I heard the doctor tell my father that my mother was suffering from heart failure, and the decoction can only be prolonged. Time, but can't save my mother's life..."

Having said that, Jiang Yi's face appeared before Su Shi's death.

The beautiful woman, like a withered flower, looked at her quietly with a smile, but her eyes were filled with unresolved sadness, full of reluctance and concern for her young children.

It was the most heartbreaking look she had ever seen, and it appeared repeatedly in her dreams for many years, causing her to wake up crying to find her mother.

Her mother went away at such a young age, leaving her, her younger siblings, and her father.

"The mother looks the same as the grandmother."

Jiang Si stretched out his hand in front of Jiang Yi and asked every word: "What about the nail on the left middle finger? Are the three blood lines the same?"

she asked, her voice trembling with repression.

Jiang Yi looked at Jiang Si hesitantly: "Fourth sister, why do you ask—"

"Big sister, think about it carefully, before my mother died, did the third finger of her left hand have three blood lines like her grandmother did?"

Jiang Yi became nervous for no reason, and thousands of thoughts turned into one word under the urging of his sister: "Yes!"

Jiang seemed to support the bed with his hands, his face was ugly.

"Fourth sister, what's the matter?" Jiang Yi held Jiang Shi's hand, as if holding a piece of ice.

Jiang Xi had no expression on his face, but his eyes were like cold pools, bottomless.

"Mother didn't die of illness!" After a long time, she said word by word.

The blood on Jiang Yi's face suddenly faded, she stared at Jiang Si, and asked in a trembling voice, "Then, how did the mother die?"

Jiang Si closed his eyes, opened them again, and stared at his fingers without moving.

The young woman's fingers were white and tender as spring onions, and her well-trimmed nails were a healthy pale pink.

"It's poison," she said softly.

Seriously speaking, it's not poison, it's gu.

There is a kind of Gu that can attach to people's heart walls and feed on blood for a living. Over time, people will become weak and show symptoms of heart failure.

The most obvious feature of being hit by this type of Gu is that there will be three faint red lines on the nail of the third finger of the left hand.