New widow

Since Wang Shangshu was so direct, Zhou Qing simply said it directly. Wang Shangshu frowned: "I understand, you are not willing to give me face."

"Sir, you feel sorry for me. I know it very well, but what is gone is the only child left to me by my first wife who died young. She lost her mother when she was three years old. When she was 18 years old, she agreed to such a marriage. I was very happy, and my family was also very happy. I bought her a dowry and sent her off to get married. Who knew that what came would be such bad news. My mother missed her so sadly that she never had a good year. She was supposed to have a peaceful and happy life. , but because of a single thought of the son, she died in a foreign land. Sir, your child is not the only one who is a child. "

Zhou Qing finished speaking in one breath. Wang Shangshu's hands were already shaking. Su Du looked at Zhou Qing and felt Zhou Qing's excitement. Su Du also said to Wang Shangshu: "Sir, my father-in-law just lost his beloved daughter."

Wang Shangshu heard the words father-in-law and looked at Su Du: "So, you still want to recognize this relative."

"This marriage is decided by the parents and elders of both parties. My brother was confused for a moment and said that. I have already expressed my apology to my father-in-law just now. This marriage will naturally be decided." Of course Su Du knew what Wang Shangshu wanted. What to say, so Su Du was there to explain.

"Okay, okay, it seems that I am bringing shame on myself by coming here today." Wang Shangshu knew that there was no room for turning around, so he stood up and left.

Zhou Qing stood up and said, "I'll give you one as a gift, sir."

"No need!" Wang Shangshu said sternly, Su Du had already said: "My lord, people will humiliate themselves and others will humiliate them.

You keep saying that we have humiliated you, but you have forgotten what your son has done. "

"Okay, okay, okay!" Wang Shangshu could only say these three words, took the thick clothes sent by his servants, and left in a hurry without even taking the hand stove.

Zhou Qing ordered the housekeeper to follow Wang Shangshu out to avoid anything happening on the way. Then Zhou Qingcai sighed to Su Du: "It's like raising children without educating them."

"I have seen that prince before." Su Du said softly: "In terms of appearance, he can be called handsome, but he is too doting."

"The children of our family should be well fed and well clothed, even if they are ugly." Zhou Qing sat down again: "You and I, just enjoy the snow and drink." Since Zhou Qing said this, Su Du had no choice but to accompany him: "In this case, it is better to obey orders than to be respectful."

Zhou Qing took the wine glass and said with a smile: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity that my daughter does not have such a blessing." Su Du thought of Zhou Le who was living well at this moment, and couldn't help but smile in his heart, naturally he wouldn't After telling Zhou Le that Zhou Le was still alive and well, he just poured another glass of wine for Zhou Qing.

Wang Shangshu walked to the gate in the snow. The butler, who was still warming himself by the fire in the porter's room, hurried out and called the bearer there to send Wang Shangshu to the sedan. In his rage just now, Wang Shangshu didn't think of wearing thick clothes, but just put them on his shoulders. At this moment, he felt a little cold, but what was even colder was Wang Shangshu's heart. Wang Shangshu has done a lot to confuse right and wrong, but today, Wang Shangshu feels powerless.

Looking at the heavy snow in the sky, Wang Shangshu didn't know what to say, so he just sighed.

“It’s not that long to enjoy the snow and drink tea by the window. It’s so relaxing.” Zhou

Le's words made Wan'er smile: "Sister, of course I can enjoy the snow now and drink tea, but it turns out that every time it snows, my father will be worried. Even if it snows heavily, he doesn't know what God is going to do. How many people will be taken away?”

If it snows, will people be taken away? Zhou Le really didn't know, so Suqiao pushed Wan'er: "You, you obviously know that your sister Zhou doesn't know this, but you are still talking about it here."

"I don't know either." Song Zhen also interjected, and Su Qiaocai said calmly: "Sometimes when the snow falls heavily, it will collapse some people's houses, and some people will naturally lose their clothes if they don't have winter clothes. Dead."

Zhou Le exclaimed in surprise. The snow was flying all over the sky. It looked so elegant. On a snowy day, the boudoir was as warm as spring. But what Zhou Le didn't know was that some people were worried when it snowed.

"The neighbors next to my house are worried when it snows. They can't go out to set up stalls. How can they earn food for the family." Xia Yun also said softly.

"It turns out that I only knew that auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, but I didn't know that people would freeze to death if it snowed, and some people's houses would collapse." Zhou Le felt that the books he read and what he read seemed to be wrong. .

"Okay, what are you talking about now about whether it's snowing or freezing to death? Why are you worried about this?" Aunt Wan came in with a large plate of taro. When she put the plate down, Aunt Wan took a plate of sugar and said: "If you ask me, on this snowy day, eating this warm taro dipped in sugar is joy. As for the rest, let them be."

"Auntie is right." Su Qiao had already picked up a taro, peeled it and dipped it in sugar. Zhou Le also smiled: "Yes.

, this world is originally like, "

"I can't tell the difference between those original and difficult words." Seeing them starting to eat, Aunt Wan also sat there, looking at the snow outside the window: "I only know that when I was in the countryside, it was snowing. Even if it doesn’t snow, there will always be some people suffering from the cold. But if it doesn’t snow, the wheat won’t grow well. If the wheat doesn’t grow well, what will we eat next year?”

"This is what Aunt Kuang often said, nothing in this world is perfect?" Song Zhen's words made Su Qiao tap her forehead: "You have learned to say these words now."

"After following Aunt Kuang for so long, I naturally have to learn something." Song Zhen said with a smile. Aunt Wan had already hugged Song Zhen: "The more I look at you, the more I like you."

"That won't work." Wan'er said with a smile, "Zhen'er, she is my cousin's daughter, so she can no longer recognize my mother as her godmother."

"Go, call me Zhen'er now." Song Zhen hit Wan'er, but Wan'er didn't dodge: "Look, this niece is hitting her aunt."

Everyone burst out laughing, and Zhou Le also laughed. Things in the world are just like that. Don't think too much, and it's not perfect. As long as you have a good time, don't think about anything else.

The prefect kept staring at the people at the post house. He knew that Wang Shangshu's face was ashen when he came out of the post house, and he had even forgotten to wear thick clothes. The prefect knew that the Zhou government and Wang Shangshu were also at odds. So the prefect breathed a sigh of relief, and on the second day of the heavy snowfall, he handed in the notice and asked to come to pay homage to Zhou Qing.

At that time, Zhou Qing was about to go to the nunnery with Su Du to see Zhou Le's coffin. When he saw the prefect sent a message, Zhou Qing

He was stunned for a moment and then said to Su Du: "You, as a court official, are also very interesting."