New widow

"I know what you are thinking. The funeral will be held in two days. Again, I want a three-month-old child." After Suqiao said this, she whispered to the child: "Go home and find your mother. .”

"My mother said that I want to come here to be the Duke of the country." The child doesn't know anything yet. He only knows that what his mother says is what he will do.

Suqiao couldn't help but reach out and touch the child's face, and her tone became gentle: "When you go back, just say I asked you to come back."

"Then will my mother hit me?" the child asked with a frown, Suqiao already smiled: "Of course not, go back. I will send you off."

After saying this, Suqiao called her mother-in-law and asked her to take care of the child and give it to Mrs. Eleven in marriage. The mother-in-law took the child and left, and Uncle Song Wu said to Su Qiao: "Okay, okay, okay, you win, our Song family, our Song family..."

"What Uncle Wu said is strange. It was not me who wanted to kill people, and it was even less me who did it. After I knew that there was something fishy about the cause of the death of Mr. Guo, I have been helping the people who came to investigate the case from the Ministry of Punishment. I only wanted to return the favor to Mr. Guo. To be fair, I finally found out the real culprit and found the evidence. Why did Uncle Wu blame me for handing over the real culprit?" Suqiao said these words, and Uncle Song Wu had nothing to say. Mr. Song hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over: "Third brother and sister, third brother and sister, you are right, but we are always a family. If the news about these brothers' feud spreads, it will be bad for the Song family's reputation."

"What good reputation does the Song family have?" Su Qiao asked back. The expressions of Fifth Uncle Song and Mr. Song suddenly changed. Su Qiao said calmly: "In a fallen Duke's mansion, there is only one title left.

, for this title, you are still fighting for it, and you even have the idea of ​​​​killing someone. A few days ago, the Yongning Marquis came to make a scene. You were all there to see the jokes of the Yongning Marquis, but you didn't know that the British Duke's Palace would be even worse than the Yongning Marquis in a few years. "

"Shut up." Uncle Song Wu shouted loudly when he was told the central issue. Su Qiao still looked at him: "Now, you don't want the children of the clan to study hard and find their own way to survive. Instead, you want to How can we make some profits from it? After such a defeat, what else can we say?"

"Third brother and sister, third brother and sister, calm down, calm down." Mr. Song's forehead was covered with sweat and he could only say calm down.

Suqiao sneered: "I'm not angry either. Anyway, you are going to open an ancestral hall and divorce me. What is the reputation of the Song family and what does it have to do with me."

"You are one of the Song family's three matchmakers and six hires. You can get divorced wherever you go." Mr. Song promised again and again. Uncle Song wanted to say a few more loud words, but at this time, if he said anything loud, he would probably be dismissed. Qiao retorted, so Uncle Song Wu could only stand angrily.

Seeing this, Suqiao shouted: "See you off."

Madam Huang had already walked up to the two of them: "Please go out."

"Tomorrow, the three-month-old child I want to be my heir, as well as the heir my fifth aunt wants, will be delivered." Su Qiao was no longer willing to talk to them any more, and directly stated her request.

Uncle Song wanted to go back and say a few words to Su Qiao, but he couldn't say a word and could only drag his feet and walk out.

"Fifth Uncle, otherwise, if Xiao Shisan's second son in the clan is exactly three months old, let him go.

Became an heir. As for the fifth brother and sister's child, how about sending my son away? "Master Song made his calculation very quickly. As soon as he walked out of the mourning hall, he said to Uncle Song. Uncle Song sighed softly: "Don't think that I don't know your calculation. "

"Fifth Uncle, how dare I make any calculations." Mr. Song also looked aggrieved. Uncle Song looked at Mr. Song: "Tell me, is our Song family really in decline?"

"Fifth Uncle, she is from a womanly family, how can she know the truth behind this? If our Song family is defeated, then what is the Chu family? No one in the capital mentions it?"

As he spoke, Mr. Song was filled with emotion. Looking around, this mansion seemed extremely spacious when Mr. Song was a child. When he came in with his family to pay respects to the elders, he was afraid that he might accidentally walk in the wrong place. But now, Mr. Song can also see that the mansion is getting older and older, and some of the vacant courtyards are almost abandoned.

"I still remember how lively this mansion was with people coming and going." Uncle Song also said with emotion. The people who were coming and going in a hurry now were all servants, instead of people coming and going to report, and who and what was coming to visit. Time, just like this, just like this, made Uncle Song not sure what to say.

"Fifth Uncle, that's all over." Mr. Song said dryly, and Fifth Uncle Song also sighed: "Wait a while, I will go home and ask your Fifth Aunt to come over and comfort the eleventh family. .”

"Yes." Mr. Song saw that he had arrived in front of the corner gate. There was supposed to be a mother-in-law guarding the corner door, but now he didn't see the mother-in-law, and he didn't know where they had gone. This mansion was indeed in ruins.

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The master also felt some emotion in his heart, but he still accompanied Fifth Uncle Song out of the corner door and went home.

As soon as Mr. Song walked into the door of his house, he heard the cry of Mrs. Eleven, mixed with the voice of his wife comforting Mrs. Eleven.

Mr. Song really wanted to turn around and leave, not caring about these things anymore, but how could that be possible? No matter what, Mr. Song had to deal with it, so Mr. Song bravely walked into the main room. Before he could say anything, Mrs. Eleven knelt down in front of Mr. Song in tears: "Uncle, I am a woman. I don't understand those big principles. I All I know is that if you marry a chicken, you will follow the dog. At this moment, his father has been in jail because of being framed. He also begged his uncle to go to the Yamen to inquire for me for the sake of our old brotherhood." As he spoke, ten Mrs. Yi continued to cry loudly: "My poor child, my poor child, why is your father so hated by others?"

"I will definitely ask about this matter." Mr. Song could only let Mrs. Song help Mrs. Eleven up first, and then Mr. Song said comfortingly to Mrs. Eleven. Mrs. Eleven was still crying bitterly: "Uncle, just asking is not enough, that is my man, my..."

As she spoke, Mrs. Eleven's eyes rolled back and she fainted. Mr. Song hurriedly asked Mrs. Song to help Mrs. Eleven up, and asked the maid to bring hot tea to Mrs. Eleven to drink.

Mrs. Eleven drank a cup of hot tea, coughed several times, and opened her eyes with tears.

"Brothers and sisters Eleven, you also have to think about your children." As soon as Mr. Song said this, Mrs. Song glared at him. Mr. Song was still surprised, but Mrs. Eleven began to cry bitterly: "Child, my My poor child

child. "