New widow

There is a saying that if one generation is close to the second generation, then the third generation will not interact with each other. Song An's parents died early, and he had little contact with his maternal grandfather's family, let alone these younger generations. So when Su Du heard this, he only bowed to Mr. Song: "I met my cousin from the Song family when I was young. I didn't expect you to remember it."

"Nephew Su Xian is a smart and clever person. He was an outstanding person when he was studying in the Imperial College. Last year, he became a Jinshi in high school. Whether he was in the Sixth Department or a foreign minister, he had his choice, but he entered our Criminal Department." Zou Shangshu was there. As he explained, Mr. Song nodded: "Heroes really come from youth."

Zou Shangshu got this sentence from the emperor, and he still had a headache when he made the investigation. Whether the investigation found that there was no mystery about the cause of death, or there was indeed something strange about the cause of death, it would be something that would offend the British government.

It happened that Su Du came to deliver the dossier. Zou Shangshu's eyes lit up when he saw Su Du. Others were fine, but Su Du was the best person. Su Du was from a noble family and a Jinshi, and he was also related to the British. There is a relative in the palace, so whether something is found out or nothing is found out, it can be excused.

Therefore, Zou Shangshu gave Su Du some instructions and happily brought him to the British government.

Now that the people have been brought and the arrangements have been made, Zou Shangshu said a few more words and then said outside the window: "Madam, please express your condolences. Since this matter has been handed over to nephew Su Xian, please arrange a courtyard in the mansion. To prevent him from running around day and night.”

"It should be so." Suqiao herself was extremely tired, but she still had to hold on. After all, fatigue can be overcome, but if she doesn't hold on, what will happen to Suqiao?

, is the fate of being at the mercy of others.

Suqiao bowed and said goodbye. On the way back, the mother-in-law sighed: "Our father-in-law is gone. Otherwise, who would dare to do this to our family."

"Go tell Mrs. Huang and ask her to arrange a yard next to the second gate so that Mr. Su can live in and check around." Su Qiao did not take the mother-in-law's words to heart. The mother-in-law was talking to Su Qiao at this moment. , also means treating Suqiao as the master of the house.

After hearing Su Qiao's instructions, the mother-in-law went there in a hurry. Su Qiao then sat on a stone on the side. There was no one around at the moment, so she could rest for a while, and then continue to face all kinds of things that were happening one after another.

Suqiao looked up and saw a piece of red silk on the railing that had not yet been replaced. A mocking smile appeared on Suqiao's lips. Life and death only happened overnight.

Suqiao didn't have much impression of Song An. She only remembered that she and Song Anli were sent into the bridal chamber amidst the roar of gongs and drums. This wedding was much grander than Suqiao's first wedding. At that time, Suqiao only had a little Mr. Kuang brought back a meager dowry of 100 taels of silver, but after some manipulation by the aunt, not even 30 taels were spent on Su Qiao.

The wedding dress was altered by my aunt from the clothes my cousin had worn when she got married. The wedding jewelry consisted of four pieces of silver jewelry, but each one was dim, and at first glance it was not as bright as the newly made jewelry. The only thing that was still available was the twelve taels of silver at the bottom of the box.

The aunt also kept complaining to her mother-in-law, saying that her father only brought back 100 taels of silver, and there was nothing she could do to make things more respectable even if she wanted to. At that time, Suqiao looked at the new clothes on her cousin who was two years younger than herself.

As for the clothes, I can only sigh. Everyone can see where the money is spent, but everyone has to praise my aunt for her thoughtfulness.