New widow

"Go out and greet her." Su Qiao only said this, and Aunt Wu helped Su Qiao up. The nunnery master also got the news and hurriedly put on his clothes and came out. Seeing Su Qiao also coming out, the nunnery master looked a little flustered: "I Why do so many big shots come to this small nunnery today?"

"The incense is strong, which is a good thing." Suqiao's words made the nunnery owner smile: "Ms. Kuang is too polite, but the guests in the backyard..."

"That's my daughter's cousin. She has always worshiped the Buddha, so she stayed here longer." Su Qiao already knew how to deal with the nunnery owner, and Xia Yun was indeed Song Zhen's cousin.

The nunnery owner also heard some things about Song Zhen and knew her life experience. Now that she was said to be Song Zhen's cousin, the nunnery owner couldn't help but sigh: "Miss Song's mother, she is a good person, gentle and loving."

Thinking about it, that woman must be a good person, otherwise Song Zhen would not develop like this. There is no hatred in Song Zhen's heart, nor is there any yearning for wealth and glory. If that woman hadn't been favored by Song An, she would have married a good man and lived a peaceful life. Unlike now, taking her daughter far away from her family, she died silently and could only be buried nearby and never returned to the capital.

While they were talking, the group of people had already arrived at the entrance of the nunnery. Aunt Du just got off the sedan chair and came to express condolences. Aunt Du was only wearing plain clothes. After all, she was the person who had presided over the middle-level funeral in Shangshu Mansion for more than ten years. Not picky at all.

When she came to Zhou Le's coffin, Aunt Du squeezed out a few tears and cried twice: "This beautiful girl was still talking a few days ago, but now she is gone. It is inevitable that people will remember her."

A sigh. "

"Who says it isn't?" Su Qiao said and handed over a few sticks of incense: "At this moment, the only thing I can do is burn a few more sticks of incense for her to make her journey easier."

Aunt Du took the incense and bowed there for a few times. The master of the nunnery invited the two of them to one side to serve tea. Aunt Du took the tea and smiled at Su Qiao and said, "I heard that Miss Song has a cousin who is also here. In the nunnery?"

"Yes, she is dedicated to the Buddha and wanted to become a monk when she was in the capital. Now that she is here, she wants to become a monk even more. We can't bear to let her live in it for a few months." Su Qiao answered fluently, and the nunnery owner also said Said: "This girl has never said a word since she came here. She is very quiet."

"Ordinarily, it's time for you to come out and meet me." Aunt Du simply pointed it out. Suqiao had already said to Aunt Du: "It's time for us to meet her. It's just that she came here originally for Qing Xiu. If she came out at this time, it would be harmful. It makes her unable to clean up her body."

After saying this, just to not disturb others' Qing Xiu, Aunt Du smiled: "It's not my fault."

The two of them sat and chatted for a while, and Aunt Du left. As soon as Aunt Du left, people kept coming to express their condolences. Su Qiao knew that Su Du and Zhou Le had broken off their engagement. When everyone saw that they had broken off their engagement, they naturally didn't take Zhou Le to heart. Now, first the Nanyang Marquis' Mansion came to express condolences, and then the Wang Shangshu's Mansion came to express their condolences, so of course they would follow suit. Condolences are particularly important.

It is common for people to be warm and cold. Suqiao didn't take this matter very seriously. Fortunately, the woman from Nanyang Marquis Mansion helped a lot. Suqiao asked when she had time and knew that her surname was Chu. , who is also Grandma Su’s roommate.

"Really speaking, in the big

Grandma’s natal family and our family are also three generations of old servants. Speaking of this matter, Mrs. Chu was still very proud. Suqiao also knew that such an old servant was different from ordinary servants, so Suqiao smiled: "It shows that you are very capable to do this." "

"This is just a matter of caution." After Mrs. Chu said this, she saw a tired look on Su Qiao's face, so Mrs. Chu said, "There are still several days left, so I'd better take a rest first."

She is really very observant, Su Qiao thought to herself, and calmly allowed Mrs. Chu to take care of her and rest.

"There are not that many people outside." After arriving at the nunnery, Grandma Li used a very sad reason to come to the small courtyard where Zhou Le lived. She said she was lying down to rest, but actually she was staying with Zhou Le.

Zhou Le hummed. Seeing Zhou Le's expression as usual, Grandma Li couldn't help but shake her head: "You are not unlucky either."

"Everything happened yesterday, such as dying yesterday, but today I know that I am who I am." Zhou Le read this sentence, and Grandma Li frowned: "Where did you hear this strange saying?"

"It's from a book. I don't know which book it is." Zhou Le leaned on Aunt Li's shoulder and said coquettishly. Aunt Li patted her hand: "I shouldn't let you read those weird books." Books, for girls, it’s enough to read the Four Books for Girls.”

"The Four Books for Women is also a good book, but I still like strange books when I am free." Zhou Le's words made Grandma Li frown even more tightly: "You have to be more careful these days, and I will inevitably wrong you. "

"How can it be considered a grievance if you have food and shelter?" Zhou Le asked back. Grandma Li looked at how simple the Zen room was, but she still couldn't bear to say this.

, if he really wants to speak out, Zhou Le must have many words waiting for him.

"That means we can't go out, but..." Grandma Li said to herself, Zhou Le had already hugged her: "We can't go out when we are at home."

To be a lady, we should stay close to the door and never step out. Every morning and dusk, we should sit in the boudoir, do embroidery or do other things, but don't play.

"It's time for dinner." Xia Yun walked in with a dinner. He didn't eat after lunch in the nunnery. Su Qiao told the nunnery master that this dinner was specially prepared for Zhou Le, and this dinner was very popular in the eyes of Grandma Li. , that is also extremely simple.

"This kind of food is nothing, nothing more." Grandma Li frowned, and Zhou Le had already picked up the porridge and drank it: "I think it's good."

Think it's good? Aunt Li looked at Zhou Le. She had obviously brought up this child, so why couldn't she understand what she said now?

"Mammy, this is yours." Xia Yun sat in front of Grandma Li and said to Zhou Le: "In this courtyard, of course I am the one who serves you, but when others ask, just say that you are here to serve me. ."

"I know." Zhou Le spoke vaguely with a mouthful of porridge in his mouth. Nanny Li wanted to object again, but she also knew that objecting was meaningless, so she could only sigh again.

"Don't sigh, you will grow old if you sigh." Zhou Le said with a smile. Aunt Li patted Zhou Le's hand: "I still don't know who is coming from Beijing?"

"Third uncle, maybe fourth uncle, but he won't be my father anyway." When Zhou Le mentioned his father, it was inevitable that he would be a little sad. Daughters will always have admiration for their fathers, but his father did not Not Zhou Le alone

A person's father, when his stepmother walked into Zhou's house, Zhou Le even lost his father.

Yesterday's Various Things, such as Yesterday's Death, comes from "Four Lessons from Liaofan". It is said that the Zhou family's tutoring is a must-read book for the Zhou family, but the background of this article is fictitious, so it is regarded as Zhou Le's secret reading.