Chapter 77 The Long-Lost Heart
Hua Sheng was copying Buddhist scriptures when Madam Jiang arrived.
"Sheng." Madam Jiang called to her.
Being stunned, Hua Sheng immediately put down the writing brush and stood up. She greeted her, saying, "Mom."
Hearing that, Madam Jiang nodded with satisfaction.
Then she walked into the study and said, "I heard from Jiang Liu that you've been ill since the old lady passed away."
"Yes. I've been too sad."
"You're too thin, so you need to take care of yourself. I've brought some red cubilose. Tell your maids to cook it for you," Madam Jiang said in a gentle tone.
Madam Jiang liked to wear a dark dress with a simple scarf.
It seemed to be common, but elegant.
Hua Sheng liked this style of dress.
In contrast, Hua Sheng's mother, Madam Hua, liked elegant and luxurious clothes, with lots of gold and silver jewelry.
Madam Jiang apparently had better taste.
"Are you practicing calligraphy?" Madam Jiang looked at the writing brush and unfinished characters on the table.
Hua Shen
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