New widow

Sister-in-law Bao also said with a smile: "We have two boys in our family. The older one is only thirteen, but he is about the same height as his father. If you take him out, others won't be able to tell that he is a boy. Then let him follow Sister Zhen." Son, I have been calling you sister since I was little."

Sister-in-law Bao's words were full of regret, but from the time Song Zhen and her daughter came to this village, Sister-in-law Bao could tell that this was a noble person who was in trouble. He would fly back to Gaozhi in the future, but when he came back now, it was just Take a break and don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have. Otherwise, when those nobles get angry, they can crush your whole family to pieces with just one finger.

After hearing what Sister Bao said, Aunt Wu thanked her again and again. The arrangements were made, and she was waiting for the day of the temple fair. She would go out for a walk early in the morning and eat at the temple fair.

"I've never eaten out." Xia Yun couldn't tell whether Song Zhen's words were more regretful or more yearning, but Xia Yun only smiled and said, "I've never eaten out either. Things, things outside, are said to be too dirty.”

"The people outside are also living well." Song Zhen opened her mouth and said this. Xia Yun nodded, yes, the people outside were also living well. After leaving the Shenzhai compound, Xia Yun began to look at the people outside with another look. , watching them laugh, cry, and rejoice just like the people in the house.

"I want to go to the vaudeville and listen to the opera." Song Zhen was planning there, and Xia Yun couldn't help but reach out and touch her hair: "You are still in your filial piety period."

After observing Xiao for three years, she was not allowed to go to the theater. Song Zhen sighed before sighing: "But I think my mother is willing for me to go to the theater, and she is also willing for me to go to the theater soon."

happy. "

My aunt, the woman who according to her grandmother and father would follow the rules and would not do anything she shouldn't do, has lived a different life after being away from the capital and her family for so many years.

"I really want to know what kind of person my aunt is." Xia Yun spoke with yearning, and when he mentioned his mother, Song Zhen's eyes sparkled: "Anyway, it's different from what my grandmother and uncle said."

After getting used to Song Zhen calling her grandmother and uncle, Xia Yun felt that many of the previously indestructible rules seemed so ridiculous. They were cousins, why should they be so clearly distinguished.

"Ms. Kuang, Miss Kuang!" Aunt Wu ran in from outside, her tone trembling. What happened? Song Zhen shouted: "Mother Wu, what's wrong?"

"Ms. Kuang, your uncle is here." Aunt Wu had already said this to Su Qiao who was walking out of the main room. Su Qiao's eyebrows frowned slightly, "Uncle?"

"My old man is outside, and he said that he is indeed your uncle." Aunt Wu said breathlessly. Just as Su Qiao was about to say more, she saw Manager Wan walking in with a man. The man was about 40 years old and born. He is very upright. Although he is wearing ordinary clothes, you can tell from the pace of his walk that he has been in Gongmen for many years.

Although Su Qiao had only seen Wan Dequan twice, she remembered his appearance, so Su Qiao was surprised and happy, and stepped forward to greet him: "Uncle, why are you here?"

"I received a letter from your father. It just so happened that there was an official document to be delivered here, so I asked for this job and came to see you." Wan Dequan looked at Suqiao and said to his niece, Wan Dequan

His thoughts were complicated. If Mr. Kuang had not gone to the capital, his sister would not have died early, leaving his niece alone.

But Wan Dequan also knew that if Mr. Kuang hadn't sought such a job, his niece would not have become an official lady. Suqiao smiled: "So uncle still remembers me."

"You are my sister's only daughter, so of course I will remember you." As she spoke, Suqiao invited Wan Dequan to sit down in the hall, and asked Sister-in-law Wu to prepare a sumptuous dinner.

After Wan Dequan sat down, he looked around and said to Su Qiao: "Your father's letter asked me to advise you."

"What are you persuading me?" Su Qiao gave Wan Dequan a cup of tea. Wan Dequan said that when Mr. Kuang wrote to him, Su Qiao knew that things might be different from what Su Qiao thought.

"Your father said that you misunderstood him deeply, and as for him, because you are from his daughter's family, it is difficult to say much about many things, and he can only let you misunderstand him." After Wan Dequan finished speaking, he saw Su A mocking smile appeared on Qiao's lips, and Wan Dequan couldn't help but sigh: "When I was young, I was very angry about your mother's death and even..."

"What about uncle now?" Su Qiao interrupted Wan Dequan directly. Wan Dequan didn't know how to answer for a moment. He should tell Su Qiao that he was no longer angry about his sister's death and even wanted to After arguing with Mr. Kuang, should we say something else?

"I originally thought that only my uncle still remembers my mother." Although Su Qiao no longer expects the warmth from relatives, knowing it is one thing, and telling this fact is another thing, Su Qiao's voice is unavoidable

A little trembling, Wan Dequan looked at Suqiao, not knowing what to say for a moment. After a long time, Wan Dequan sighed: "In this world, it is inevitable that people cannot help themselves."

"No matter how helpless you are, you still have to know what to do and what not to do." Su Qiao only answered this sentence. Wan Dequan picked up the tea and tried to hide his trembling, but the tea didn't enter his mouth for a long time. Quan simply put down the tea and said to Su Qiao: "Then I won't persuade you anymore, just,"

Just what? Suqiao still looked at Wan Dequan. Wan Dequan looked at the eyes that were exactly the same as his sister's, and his voice couldn't help but choked up: "From now on, your father will never talk to you again, and your husband My family, I thought, would give up on you because of your failure. Niece, since you have been exiled to this remote place by your husband’s family, and your mother’s family ignores you, your life will be very difficult.”

It turned out that she was worried about this. Su Qiao couldn't help but smile, with a hint of ridicule in her smile. Wan Dequan hesitated and said: "What your father means is that if you are willing to bow your head, he will write a letter and unite some courtiers. Let the Song family take you back to Beijing."

It turned out that in the eyes of everyone in the capital, this was how she left the capital. Suqiao's smile deepened: "Thank you uncle for coming all the way. I will not go back to the capital again."

"How can you live in such a small house?" Wan Dequan shook his head in disapproval and Suqiao looked at him: "Uncle should know what kind of life I lived in my uncle's house after my mother passed away. I live in the same room with my cousin. She thinks I disturb her when I sleep at night, so she often kicks me out of the house. I can only sit on the floor wrapped in a quilt to sleep. When I wake up the next day, my aunt still blames me. Why?

The quilt was stained. "

Suqiao's tone was so calm that Wan Dequan couldn't help but feel shocked. After a while, Wan Dequan said softly: "When I went to see you, you didn't tell me this."