New widow

It's so similar, as if I saw my daughter again. At that time, she was nestled in his arms, complaining that she didn't want to be a dowry. It was he who was there to comfort her, saying how glorious it was to be a dowry, and that she could even be a good match for marriage.

He even told his daughter that in a few years, he would find an opportunity to beg her to be released, and then find a good marriage for her and let her live her own life.

All the ideas were so good. At that time, my daughter said coquettishly that she would never leave her for the rest of her life. Now, everything has passed.

"You mother-in-law, why are you crying?" Chunhua looked up and saw tears in Mrs. Zhang's eyes, and shouted again. Song Zhen said softly: "I'm afraid she is old and sheds tears in the wind."

"Yes, yes, I just cried in the wind." Mrs. Zhang said hurriedly, and then she said: "We are almost home, I'd better go."

"Just sit down. How old are you this year?" Song Zhen finally couldn't help but ask. Mrs. Zhang thought for a while and then said: "She is over 60. My little granddaughter is as old as you."

"Damn it, how can you compare your little granddaughter with a girl?" Chunhua had already shouted to stop her. Mrs. Zhang hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said with an apologetic smile to Song Zhen: "It's not my fault. I shouldn't tell the girl about this." , and you shouldn’t compare my little granddaughter with a girl.”

Listening to Mrs. Zhang's words, Qiuyue felt something was wrong. Just when she was about to stop her, she heard Song Zhen say: "They are all about the same age, so it doesn't hurt to say something."

"Thank you, girl." Mrs. Zhang looked at Song Zhen. This face looked so much like her daughter's, and even her little granddaughter. After all, they were cousins.

sister.

"When is your birthday, girl?" Mrs. Zhang could only put away the emotions that were about to burst out of her heart, and asked Song Zhen softly.

"My birthday?" Song Zhen thought for a while and then said: "My birthday is in autumn. Last year, on my 13th birthday, my mother cooked longevity noodles and tofu skin buns for me, harvesting them from the osmanthus tree. I made sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed with sweet-scented osmanthus, and after that, my mother started to get sick.”

The birthday when the sweet-scented osmanthus is in full bloom should be at the end of July or the beginning of August. Mrs. Zhang thinks of her daughter with a heartache: "That girl is three months younger than my granddaughter, so..."

Mrs. Zhang choked up again. At that time, her daughter-in-law had just had a baby. She went to talk to her daughter and told her about the happy event. Her daughter also said with a smile that she would use the best swaddling clothes for her nephews and nieces who were about to be born. After that, I never saw my daughter again.

"Yes, when the sweet-scented osmanthus bloomed, on the third day of August, my mother often said that she would sit under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and enjoy the flowers. Smelling the fragrance of the flowers, she would feel stomachache and give birth to me." Song Zhen said lightly, and the spring flowers were still there. Ignorant and ignorant, Qiuyue's eyes looked over the faces of Song Zhen and Mrs. Zhang, remembering the rumors she had heard that this person might be Song Zhen's maternal grandmother. Thinking about it, Qiuyue took out a cushion and said, "Old man, sit here."

"How embarrassing." Mrs. Zhang took the mat and smiled apologetically at Qiuyue. Qiuyue had already smiled and said: "Please stay with our girl and talk more. Our girl doesn't like to talk much. She has been here for such a long time and this is the most she talks. day."

"Girls don't like to talk. This is because girls are noble." Mrs. Zhang's words made Chunhua

With a burst of laughter, Song Zhen looked at her grandmother and smiled: "It's been almost half a year since my mother passed away."

Chunhua frowned when she heard Song Zhen keep talking about mother, but in the end she didn't say anything to ask Song Zhen to change her words. Mrs. Zhang mixed her hands together and said to Song Zhen: "Young lady is a lucky one, and your aunt, I think she is also a lucky one."

"I will visit her grave later and won't leave her alone." Song Zhen's words made Mrs. Zhang's nose sore, but she could only ask in a dumb voice: "Where is her grave."

"We bought a piece of land outside the town where we have been living, gave money to the people next to us, and asked them to go and offer sacrifices when they have free time." Song Zhen said softly: "Mother Wu knows where it is. "

"Okay, okay!" Mrs. Zhang blinked the tears in her eyes and said to Song Zhen, "I understand, I understand."

It seems that there is indeed a relationship between this mother-in-law and Song Zhen. Qiuyue already understands in her heart, and the voice of Sister-in-law Wang has already been heard: "Cousin, we are here, please get out of the car."

Mrs. Zhang lifted the curtain and wanted to help Song Zhen get out of the car. Song Zhen looked at Mrs. Zhang and put her hand on hers. After a long time, Song Zhen said softly: "Please take care of yourself."

"I will do it, girl, I will do it." Mrs. Zhang held Song Zhen's hand with attachment, as if she heard her daughter's laughter. Her daughter acted coquettishly with her again, saying that her sister bullied her, and then Mrs. Zhang coaxed her daughter there. .

Sister-in-law Wang had already held Song Zhen's hand, smiled at Mrs. Zhang and said, "Aunt Zhang, I'm sorry to bother you, but you'd better go back quickly."

Mrs. Zhang said yes, but her eyes were reluctant to leave Song Zhen. For a moment, Wu Mansion's

The housekeeper stepped forward to greet Song Zhen. Sister-in-law Wang waited for Song Zhen to enter, and then said to Mrs. Zhang, "I took a huge risk. I won't do this again in the future."

"I know, thank you very much." Mrs. Zhang wiped the tears from her eyes, and then said to Sister-in-law Wang, "I also know where my daughter is buried. When she is free, I will ask my son to take me with her to visit her. .”

"Don't cry. Now that you have received the letter, you should let go. After all, not everyone is so lucky." What Sister-in-law Wang said was true. Mother-in-law Zhang thanked Sister-in-law Wang again and again. Then he left.

When Song Zhen saw Mrs. Wu coming to greet her, she had already put away her emotions and stepped forward with a smile to salute: "I've met my aunt."

"You child, you have always been so polite." Mrs. Wu held Song Zhen's hand and said, "I will take you to see your grandmother first. Ordinarily, you should come to see your grandmother when we return to Beijing, but at that time There is a funeral in your family, so these things need to be put aside. Now that everything is almost done, it’s time to meet your relatives."

If Song Zhen wants to gain a foothold in the capital, she must have close contact with the Wu family and regard the Wu family as her maternal ancestors. At this time, Song Zhen looked at the concerned look on Mrs. Wu's face and nodded: "Yes, I It’s time to visit grandma.”

When the two of them were talking, they had already walked into the upper room. The upper room of a wealthy family was similarly decorated. Mrs. Wu's hair was snow-white. She looked about ten years older than Mrs. Zhang. She was well-maintained and there were a lot of people behind her. People in gold and silver stood.

Seeing Song Zhen coming in, a woman standing closest to Mrs. Wu had already stepped forward.

He hugged Song Zhen and said, "My cousin is here. When I got up early this morning, my mother-in-law has been talking about you, and my wife has also been talking about you."