New widow

"Mother-in-law, isn't this a little inappropriate?" Aunt Wan said with a frown. Mrs. Wan turned back and looked at her daughter-in-law: "What's inappropriate? This child is your niece. Even if she is a hundred years old, she will still be my granddaughter. .”

"I also want to have a good chat with my grandmother." Su Qiao said with a smile, and Wan'er also smiled: "Then I will sleep with Sister Xia Yun."

"It looks like you." Aunt Wan pinched her daughter's nose and shook her head helplessly. Wan'er just smiled and everyone sat down to eat dinner.

Sister-in-law Xiao Wu tried her best to prepare this banquet. Mrs. Wan sat down and took a bite, and was full of praise.

"This craft is really good, Wan'er, you should learn it well, so that when you get married, you won't have to cook delicious food and be disliked by your mother-in-law." Old Mrs. Wan's words made Wan'er take her arm coquettishly: "Grandma , how can I learn it?"

"That won't work. You have to learn these things." When it comes to this, Aunt Wan and Mrs. Wan are in the same boat. Suqiao held the chopsticks in her hands, but did not touch the dishes. This was a family, talking and laughing, the children could act coquettishly, and the adults could also talk to the children about other things.

"Come, eat this, your mother likes this the most." Old Mrs. Wan put an egg into Suqiao's bowl. Suqiao couldn't help but asked in surprise: "My mother, do you like this?"

"Yeah, I remember my sister. Every time the chicken laid an egg, she would grind my mother and ask her to fry an egg for her." Wan Dequan also said with a smile, but when he mentioned his sister, Wan Dequan said with a smile. Quan's eyes became a little dim.

"Those things are in the past,

Niece, your uncle and I are discussing how to find a shop and start a small business here. You have been here for a long time, but you know where is better. Aunt Wan put vegetables in Wan'er's bowl and asked Suqiao with a smile. Song Zhen laughed first: "Aunt Kuang is here. She doesn't have to go out the door. How do you know what kind of shop is good here?" You might as well ask me. "

"Really? You know?" Wan'er said with a smile, and Song Zhen smiled: "I grew up here, and I know what is there best." Aunt Wan originally wanted to change the subject. , at this moment Song Zhen answered the conversation, and Aunt Wan was there talking to Song Zhen about some good places.

Suqiao looked at her grandmother and reached out to hold her hand: "Grandma, let's live a good life together from now on."

"This is..." Mrs. Wan's throat was a little choked, but she didn't finish her words. Originally, when she invited Mr. Kuang home, she naturally thought that her daughter could stay by her side for a long time. Who knew that things would become embarrassing for her? At a loss what to do, his daughter left him and returned to the Kuang family. A few years later, he received the news that his daughter had died. He wanted to ask about his granddaughter, but his husband said, "She is a lady from an official's family, and you are just the daughter-in-law of a government servant." , the identity is the difference between cloud and mud, why do you need to ask more.

Mrs. Wan didn't dare to ask any more questions, wondering if the child was okay. Now, this child is sitting here, smiling so touchingly, so attached to himself, as if he can see his daughter.

That night, Mrs. Wan and Suqiao talked all night, about Suqiao's mother, Suqiao's life, and Mrs. Wan's constant talk.

Repent, regret that I didn’t dare to ask more questions at that time, which made Su Qiao live such a hard life for so many years. Suqiao could only try her best to comfort Mrs. Wan and told Mrs. Wan that she was living a good life. No matter how things in the world changed, she was much better than before.

That night, Wan Dequan and Aunt Wan didn't sleep well. They had just arrived, and they had to worry about life at home. They couldn't just sit back and rest. How should they use the hundreds of taels of silver they had in order to live a good life? Gotta go down.

That night, Wan'er and Song Zhen slept very well. The two girls were similar in age and both were loved and loved by their families. They talked and laughed before falling asleep.

"Oops, it's already this time." Wan'er sat up first, looked at the light coming through the window and shouted loudly, Song Zhen rubbed her eyes and also sat up: "It's still early, Aunt Kuang You haven’t called me yet.”

"It's still early." The window was opened by Xia Yun, and then Xia Yun's voice sounded beside the bed: "As for Wan'er, I have been traveling these past few days and it is hard to avoid, so I fell asleep. As for you, let's talk about it. No matter what you think, you will sleep until this time."

"Oh, sister, I get up late by chance." Song Zhen said coquettishly. Xia Yun rolled up the tent and tapped Song Zhen's forehead: "Now you know how to call me sister. I thought you When I have a younger sister, I forget about my older sister.”

"That can't be done, you are my sister too." Wan'er jumped off the bed, hugged Xia Yun's arm and acted like a baby. Xia Yun couldn't help laughing: "That can't be done, if you really think about it, I will scream Call me aunt."

"It's up to everyone." Wan'er said and smiled: "I'm here

I have been the sister of my family for so many years, and now that I have two sisters, I have to be a good sister. "

Xia Yun burst out laughing: "Okay, okay, it's up to you, whoever makes you the youngest." The three of them were laughing and chatting and had already washed themselves. Sister-in-law Wu was cooking in the kitchen and said to Sister Song with a smile: "Listen Listen, this courtyard seems to be so happy for the first time."

"Yes, although Madam didn't say it, I can tell that there is always a sense of..." in Madam's eyes..." Little Sister Song swallowed the rest of her words. Her plain eyes were swollen, revealing loneliness. Everyone relied on her, but she couldn't tell others about her difficult loneliness.

And this loneliness, Little Sister Song knew that people like herself could not eliminate the loneliness in her eyes.

"Really speaking, my wife is only in her early twenties." Sister-in-law Xiao Wu said softly. Sister Song, Sister Song, slapped Sister-in-law Xiao Wu: "What are you thinking about and what are you going to say?"

"I didn't think about anything." Sister-in-law Wu sighed as she spoke, and Sister Song also sighed: "My wife is different from us."

The people below can remarry, but Su Qiao cannot remarry with her status. She will spend her whole life guarding the integrity of the British Duke Song An, who died suddenly on their wedding night and was even older than Mr. Kuang. This house is like a paradise, but Little Sister Song also knows that in more than ten years, when the child grows up and inherits the British government, Suqiao will be taken back. At that time, she will become a member of the British government. Archway.

By that time, the loneliness in Suqiao's eyes will only become deeper. In this house, everyone has other choices, except Suqiao. She has never

From the moment Mr. Kuang proposed marriage, he had no choice.