和他那疯疯癫癫的娘，都不像亲生的。                                                                                “是，舅母。”李守业跟佟南鸢打完招呼后，又看向陆令筠，“姨母好。”                                                                                “守业你都长这么大了。”陆令筠微笑的看着他。                                                                                这十年，她鲜少回陆家了，也就偶尔几年过年时候，去娘家坐坐能见到李守业。                                                                                陆含宜每次都对她严防死守，不许李守业跟她打招呼，不许李守业跟她讲话，日子久了，即便都在京城，也没什么来往。                                                                                “姨母。”李守业走到陆令筠面前，恭敬的鞠了一躬。                                                                                “你这孩子真好。”陆令筠怜爱的看了他一眼，给霜红一个眼色，霜红递过来一个银钱荷包。                                                                                陆令筠把荷包塞他手上，“姨母给你的红包，祝你今年金榜题名。”                                                                                “这”