New widow

Before Zhang Qing finished speaking, he stared at Su Du and suddenly let out a strange cry: "Could it be that you have feelings for Miss Song?"

"Miss Song?" Su Du repeated in surprise, looking at Zhang Qing, he really didn't understand how Zhang Qing could talk about Song Zhen. Zhang Qing blushed when Su Du saw him, and then Zhang Qing said softly: "You two are a perfect match."

If they are well matched, they can naturally get married. Su Du smiled and wanted to say something to Zhang Qing. Suddenly Su Du remembered something, so Su Du said to Zhang Qing: "Do you like Miss Song?"

"What are you talking about? I have only met Miss Song four or five times in total." Zhang Qing's face became redder and redder, but he only dared to speak so unscrupulously because of the darkness.

"If you like someone, your love is deep, just one session is enough." Su Du's voice seemed to come from far away. Zhang Qing looked at Su Du and heard the melancholy in his words. It was not Song Zhen, and it was definitely not Zhou Le. It must not be those servants. Zhang Qing only felt that there was a name that was about to jump to the tip of his tongue, but Zhang Qing did not even dare to say this name. Kuang Suqiao, it was a young widow, although it was not uncommon for widows to remarry.

But how could the Nanyang Marquis Mansion allow Su Du to marry a remarried widow? Not to mention, Suqiao has been married twice, and by title, she is still the wife of the British Duke Song An.

"A deep love is enough." Zhang Qing swallowed what he was about to say, and only said this to Su Du. Su Du also smiled: "No matter what kind of deep love, it has nothing to do with me. It’s related.”

The melancholy in Su Du's words became even heavier. Zhang Qing looked at Su Du: "In that case, then from now on, you will marry

My wife..."

"I will forget all this. Like every husband in the world, I will live in harmony with my wife and have children." After saying this, Su Du felt his face was a little wet. After all, he still didn't have the courage, like Zhou Le. Have the courage to take such a step, and would rather give up these reputations and statuses to pursue what you want.

Zhang Qing wanted to comfort Su Du, but felt that there was nothing to comfort him. After a while, Zhang Qing sighed: "That's it, that's it. Things in this world are just like this."

"Yes, things in this world are nothing more than that." Su Du wiped the tears from his eyes with his sleeves and said with a forced smile, things in this world are nothing more than drifting with the tide.

Su Du turned the horse's head and couldn't help but look back at the house. He could only see the lights in the house, imagining the laughter and laughter in the house, just like those reunited families in the world, rather than like himself and Zhang Qing. , in this cold night, with the cold wind blowing, riding on the horse, looking at the fireworks, thinking about the warmth.

"Let's go back." Su Du said softly to Zhang Qing. Zhang Qing nodded: "Yes, let's go back. We have to stay up late tonight."

To stay up late on New Year's Eve, the family should be together, making fire, drinking wine, eating their favorite food, chatting and laughing. Zhang Qing thought of the way they used to stay up late at home, so he smiled at Su Du and said, "My parents Ah, we must be gathering together to watch the New Year, and the two of them will still talk about me, and my mother will probably say that the quilt she gave me is not warm enough."

Every time he heard Zhang Qing mention his family, Su Du could hear Zhang Qing's attachment to his family, but what about his own family? It’s not that it’s not good for myself, it’s that it’s so good that it seems

I can't always bend the rules. Many things often only get a one-word answer. Over time, you will no longer want to act like a baby. After all, as you get older, acting like a baby is against the rules.

"This year, the two of us will keep the New Year's Eve together. Next year, I'm afraid it will be you and your whole family who will keep the New Year's Eve together." Su Du tried his best to make his words more relaxed, and Zhang Qing also smiled. If he talks about the New Year next year, who knows next year? What is the situation?

There was a brazier in the main room. Song Zhen and Wan'er put a few oranges into the brazier and roasted them. The whole room was filled with the scent of oranges. Chunyan and Chunya shuttled between the main room and outside, and from time to time they heard the voice of Granny Li asking Manager Li to drink less. Mrs. Wan was talking to Aunt Wan about the arrangements for the coming year, while Zhou Le was whispering to Xia Yun.

Suqiao sat in a corner, listening to the lively sounds, with a smile on her lips. This was the day Suqiao wanted, a day where everyone was happy and relaxed.

"Sister, don't sleep." Wan'er reached out and gave Su Qiao a piece of candy. Su Qiao then opened her eyes and looked at the time: "What time is it?"

"It's almost time to give birth." Zhou Le also raised her head. She was wearing a newly made dress, and her whole face was hidden by Zhaojun.

"It's a pity that you are not allowed to use needlework during the Chinese New Year. Otherwise, it would really be like making a dress for my sister." Xia Yun said with regret. Song Zhen had already leaned into Xia Yun's arms: "Then my sister is thinking about giving it to me right now. What kind of clothes should I make? I can wait until the first lunar month to start."

"Making clothes requires a lot of work. You have to get the materials out and measure your body." After saying this, Zhou Le looked at Song Zhen: "Let me see, you

He has grown taller and taller in the past few months, and when Xia Yun makes it, he will not be able to make enough clothes. "

"Then have I grown taller?" Wan'er also came up to talk. Aunt Wan pinched her daughter's face and said, "You, like me, are not tall."

"Then my cousin is taller." Wan'er shouted unconvinced, and Aunt Wan laughed out loud: "Your cousin is taller than you. You have to grow taller to be taller."

"It doesn't matter if you are not tall, you can save on cloth." Suqiao joked, and Wan'er's lips suddenly pursed: "I don't want to save on cloth."

"It's time to give birth." Old Mrs. Wan said with a smile. Sure enough, she heard the sound of bangs in the distance, and people started to set off firecrackers. It was the beginning of the new year. Suqiao listened to the sound of firecrackers coming from outside. Last year The situation during the New Year is still before me. At that time, Su Qiao was angry but at a loss, not knowing what kind of fate she would face.

The British father-in-law, a man who is older than his father, has married three wives, and has more than ten concubines, wants to become his husband, and the biggest role of marrying him is to give him a son. .

Suqiao was unwilling to give in, but Suqiao also knew that her struggle was useless. Now, another year has passed. What happened in this year was something Suqiao had never thought about. Now, everything in front of her... That's what Suqiao wants, not anything else.

"New Year's money, New Year's money!" Song Zhen and Wan'er were already shouting, and Su Qiao also smiled: "Okay, okay, you two, don't shout, come one by one, I won't miss you."

While they were talking, Aunt Wu and Aunt Li had already walked in with people, and they had to follow the etiquette and kowtow to Suqiao and Mrs. Wan to pay New Year greetings.

. So in the midst of the commotion, everyone received gifts, and many reward packages were distributed.