Chapter 268 Without Her Mother, Who Could She Rely On?

While Wei Changying and Song Zaishui were chatting about family affairs, the white cloth had not yet been completely removed in the lonely rear courtyard of the Wei Family's mansion. When the wind blew, the white cloth danced with the remaining snow, adding sadness and loneliness to the bleak reality.

Wei Changjuan, the Seventh Miss, stood alone in the courtyard under a plum tree with blood-red blossoms, holding a snowy plum branch, lost in thought. She thought melancholily, "In the past, at this time of the year, Mother would always lead people to collect snow from the plum blossoms and seal it in a clay pot to make tea when the spring comes. I remember one year, my first sister saw a recipe for plum blossom cakes in a book, and we collected plum blossoms together to make some. The plum blossom cakes we made at that time were not good at all, but my first sister ate several pieces in order not to lose face. In the end, she had a stomach upset in the middle of th