New widow

Su Du asked again. Mrs. Chen looked at Su Du's expression. Although Su Qiao was not the owner of the Nanyang Marquis Mansion, her status was much higher than Mrs. Chen and others. People who talked about her behind her back would suffer.

"You don't mean Mrs. Kuang, do you?" Su Du frowned, and Mrs. Chen already smiled apologetically: "Yes, Third Master, how did you guess it?"

Su Du knew that his guess was good, but he felt more and more depressed. How did he guess it? How could you not guess it? Only Suqiao would be talked about behind her back by these people, saying that she was willing to be despicable. Not only did she leave the British government and the capital, but she also recognized the government servant as her uncle. Yamen, what a lowly person that is.

"That's someone else's business. Don't talk about it behind my back in the future." Even though he was feeling depressed, Su Du could only say this.

"Yes, yes." Mrs. Chen saluted repeatedly: "We will definitely never say a word to Mrs. Kuang again in the future."

"But why did you talk about her?" Su Du asked, and Mrs. Chen already smiled: "Today I went to the silver shop to pick out jewelry, and I met the young lady from the British Duke. She knew that Madam Kuang was nearby. As a matter of etiquette, she should go To salute her and say hello."

This was etiquette. Su Du nodded: "Did she say anything?"

"She said, congratulations to the third master, and also said that when the third grandma gets married and it becomes a gift, and she is one month old, she will invite the third grandma to sit with her." Although Mrs. Chen knew that these were Su Qiao's polite words, Su Du asked, but she still had to say these words honestly.

Su Du nodded: "You can tell this to Third Grandma when she comes through."

Mrs. Chen responded repeatedly, and Su Du walked to the other side.

Although Su Du knew that he was getting married, and that the bride was from a well-known family, beautiful and beautiful, and was carefully selected by his mother for him. He should look forward to the bride's arrival and grow old together with her. But knowing it is one thing, thinking it in your heart is another thing.

How could we forget Suqiao? Her every move and smile made Su Du heartbroken and made him want to see her. Although Su Du knew that he could not see her, let alone say another word to her.

As a widow, this status eliminated all possibilities between Su Du and her. Some things in this world are really ridiculous. Su Du took a deep breath, calmed his steps again, and stopped his heart from being so crazy.

"You said that the widow, her uncle and his whole family came over?" Wang Shangshu asked softly, and the housekeeper should have said: "Old man, this person has support now."

"He's just a yamen servant." Wang Shangshu's tone was so disdainful that the housekeeper couldn't help but be surprised: "Yamen servant, old master, why would Mr. Kuang marry the daughter of a yamen servant as his first wife?"

"Those were all activities that Mr. Kuang failed to prosper in when he was young. Let me tell you one more thing." Wang Shangshu's tone was a bit contemptuous: "When Mr. Kuang married Mr. Li, his first wife was still alive."

The steward became more and more surprised: "Then, why is no one impeaching?" Wang Shangshu only smiled coldly. The steward knew that he should not ask this question, so the steward hurriedly bowed his head and remained silent.

"A humble person can also be called an uncle." Wang Shangshu picked up his pen and decided it was time to write a letter to Master Kuang, asking him to discipline his daughter well.

Wan Dequan's shop must be down, and everyone will follow.

I was so busy that I thought about everything from a southern goods store to a silk and satin shop, and even a restaurant and teahouse, and finally decided to open a southern goods shop.

When Wan Dequan was working as a yamen servant, he would travel all over the country, running a southern goods shop, and he could find good sources of goods. After deciding what to do, Wan Dequan made a special trip to the provincial capital to find suitable sources of goods.

In my busy schedule, I even forgot when the Mid-Autumn Festival was celebrated. Then it was September. Counting the days, Su Du’s bride was also going to arrive. Naturally, she would not arrive on the wedding day, but three days in advance. When they arrived, Wang Shangshu had already taken the initiative to lend out his garden so that Su Du could welcome the bride from the garden.

Naturally, Su Du couldn't ignore Wang Shangshu's overtures, so he accepted Wang Shangshu's overtures.

"I heard that on that day, there will also be a running water mat in this garden." Aunt Wu was very busy these days, talking to little Sister Song about what she had heard.

"This old minister seems to be a nice person." Sister Song's words made Grandma Wu smile: "He is not a bad person. You, be careful of being deceived in the future."

"Why are you saying that I will be careful about being deceived in the future?" Sister Song asked back. Aunt Wu stretched out her hand and poked her forehead: "You think, Su Tong sentenced Wang Shangshu to offend him so harshly, he might be holding it back at the moment. What’s so bad.”

Little Sister Song smiled: "It has nothing to do with us that he is holding back bad things. We just live a good life now."

Live your life well, be happy, and stop thinking about the things that are there. Grandma Wu thought for a while and then laughed, that was fine.

"I also heard from my aunt that Wang Shangshu asked my aunt to continue delivering vegetables. Some of the fresh vegetables at this wedding banquet were also delivered by my aunt." Du Shi

He came over with a basin of clothes to wash, and when he heard what Grandma Wu said, he also interrupted with a smile.

"So, Wang Shangshu didn't anger your aunt about this matter?" Madam Wu's words made Du frown: "How could he anger my aunt? What does a person like my aunt mean to the old minister?"

It doesn’t count, but it’s just like the kittens and puppies on the roadside. When they see them, they tease them, or when they get annoyed, they kick them. Grandma Wu felt that something was wrong. It was so calm, as if the overwhelming rumors a while ago were all false.

"Oh, there's a hole in this dress. I have to mend it." Mrs. Du picked up a dress and saw a hole in it, so she put the dress down and went into the house to find needle and thread.

"What are you thinking about?" Sister Song asked softly, and Grandma Wu smiled: "I didn't think about anything. I just felt that the recent days have been so smooth and peaceful."

Too smooth and too peaceful? Little Sister Song felt that these words sounded so mysterious. Isn't this how ordinary people live their lives, living peacefully and indifferently?

"Little Sister Song, I heard that you have a good hand in needlework." Mrs. Du had already brought back the needle and thread, and was mending her clothes there. She asked the question casually to Little Sister Song. Little Sister Song put away her thoughts: "Yes, my needlework is I was taught by the needleworkers in the house.”

"Tsk, tsk, in such a big mansion, there are sewing people, so you don't do any of these jobs?" Du Shi's eyes widened and she asked in great surprise.

Little Sister Song smiled: "Why not? We have to make our own clothes, shoes and socks for the masters."

So that’s it, Mrs. Du was mending her clothes again, and Grandma Wu

He looked down at the ground, hoping that he was thinking too much and was wrong.