New widow

"Here we come." Song Zhen pulled Wan'er to stand up, and Wan'er already smiled: "Aunt, aunt, everyone calls my mother aunt. After hearing it too many times, sometimes I also want to call her aunt."

"Then you yell. If you yell, Auntie will definitely beat you." Song Zhen said with a smile. The two of them had already walked into the main room. Auntie Wan was setting up her chopsticks there. When she saw Wan'er walking in, she stretched out her hand to poke her. A tap on the forehead: "You are playful again. Have you finished the sewing I asked you to do?"

"Okay, okay, it's been done a long time ago." Wan'er reached out and hugged Aunt Wan's arm to act coquettishly, which made Aunt Wan feel uncomfortable spanking her for a while. After a while, she sighed: "If you are so coquettish, wait. If I get married in the future, I don’t know if my mother-in-law will dislike it.”

"Marry?" When Song Zhen heard this, she raised her head and said to Aunt Wan, "Why are you talking about getting married?"

"Qian'er, someone wanted to marry me. He was also doing business on this street, and his family was pretty decent. He always had one or two thousand silver to live on. His daughter was already married, and his son was about the same age as Wan'er. He had been studying for a few years. Shu, he is now doing business with his father, and he is a good-looking person." After Aunt Wan finished speaking, Wan'er's lips had already pursed: "Mom, I won't marry."

"If you don't marry this one, you will marry someone else in the future." Aunt Wan licked Wan'er's hair on her temples. How can a woman in this world say she won't marry if she doesn't want to? Even Song Zhen will get married when the time comes.

Wan'er's lips pursed even higher, and Mrs. Wan had already walked out of the back room: "Okay, it's still early now. Even if the marriage is finalized, it will take two or three years to get married. When the time comes, I will give you You buy a girl and we can marry her together so that you don't have to worry about it."

"Look how much your grandmother loves you." Aunt Wan knew what her daughter was feeling sad about, so she patted her shoulder: "You will have a girl to use when you get married."

"That week..." Wan'er wanted to say that Zhou Le had been working as a slave since he was a child, and he also didn't want to get married, but she only said half of the words and swallowed them. Aunt Wan's eyebrows were already raised: " From now on, don’t mention the word Zhou, who knows if the partition wall has ears.”

Wan'er nodded hurriedly. Song Zhen had already sat down. The dishes on the table were all their usual favorites, but Song Zhen was tasteless. Why do women in this world have to get married and leave their parents to live in a stranger's home, and this stranger will become more important than her parents in the future.

Song Zhen couldn't understand, and Song Zhen also knew that there was no answer.

Fortunately, Wan Dequan was not happy to see her daughter. After dinner, Wan'er and Song Zhen said that they wanted to follow Wan Dequan into the city to have a look. Wan Dequan agreed immediately. This inevitably made Aunt Wan unhappy, and she said angrily to Wan Dequan. I love my daughter so much.

"This daughter's family only has a good life for a few years. Not everyone is like you and has found a good husband like me." Wan Dequan's words made Aunt Wan spit at him: "Bah, you are talking about your in-laws." You’re such a good person, you still have the nerve to say that.”

Wan Dequan chuckled, and Song Zhen went back to the yard. The lights in the main room had been extinguished, but the lights in Suqiao's room were still on. Song Zhen opened Suqiao's door, and Suqiao looked at Song Zhen: "Where did you go this afternoon?"

"Where can I go, but to the side." Song Zhen sat next to Su Qiao and looked at Su Qiao. Su Qiao put down the hand that was combing her hair: "What do you want me to do?"

"I was wondering why Aunt Kuang, at her age and with such beauty, would be guarding this place for someone she has only met once." Song Zhen's words made Suqiao smile: "You kid, that's not someone else." , it’s your father.”

"I know he is my father, but he is not as important as Aunt Kuang in my heart." Song Zhen said seriously, Su Qiao patted her hand gently: "You are still a child at the moment, so I don’t know what my life is like right now. I don’t have to worry about food and clothing, and I don’t have a mother-in-law, so I don’t even have to worry about housework. It’s much better than the days when other couples reunite.”

"Aunt Kuang, I don't want to get married. I want to stay with you all my life." Song Zhen's words made Su Qiao's expression change slightly, and then Su Qiao sighed softly: "It's not up to me."

It's not up to me, not you. Song Zhen already knew the reason, her eyes were slightly red: "It's so funny, those people who have never raised me for a day are blaming the people who love me."

This is a huge net, and everyone is in the net, and the thin mesh allows people to take a breather, but it is only a breather or two.

"Zhen'er, if I choose, I will choose you to be happy." Su Qiao's voice was very soft, and Song Zhen had already nodded: "I understand, Aunt Kuang, I understand."

"But, the world is like this, and many things are beyond my control." Su Qiao's voice trembled as she spoke. So what if it's Su Qiao? Her uncle decided to marry her first husband, and her father decided to marry her to a second husband. Fortunately, the second husband died soon, so Suqiao could get some breathing space and protect Song Zhen.

But no matter how much, Su Qiao could not give her. Su Qiao's tears fell, and Song Zhen suddenly smiled at Su Qiao: "Aunt Kuang, don't cry. Even if the world is like this, there is still a lot we can do."

"If you knew that I brought you out and let you breathe for so many years, then I shouldn't have brought you out." Su Qiao's words were already a little confusing. Song Zhen hummed: "Aunt Kuang, I understand. I understand that Aunt Kuang is good to me, and I will also be good to Aunt Kuang."

"You kid." Suqiao patted Song Zhen, and Song Zhen sat up with a smile: "Tomorrow, Wan'er and I are going to the city. What does Aunt Kuang want?"

"I don't lack anything in this house." Suqiao was telling the truth. The properties given by the Song family were enough for Suqiao to live comfortably for two lifetimes. Thousands of silver a year, which is not a big sum for the British government, but this amount of money is enough for ordinary people to live with enough food and clothing for a lifetime.

This money is naturally enough for Su Qiao and Song Zhen to live a comfortable life here. Even if Song Zhen gets married in the future and takes part of it as a dowry, Su Qiao will be able to spend the remaining property.

"It's not whether you are lacking or not, but my heart." Song Zhen said and smiled: "Then I will solve the problem for Aunt Kuang." These words made Su Qiao laugh out loud. To solve the problem, Song Zhen solved the problem for herself. Solving problems is really a child's talk.

Of course Song Zhen knew the reason for Su Qiao's laughter, but Song Zhen would not tell her the reason. She just thought about what she and Wan'er had discussed, and as she thought about it, Song Zhen also laughed.

Since they were following Wan Dequan into the city, Su Qiao didn't give any more instructions and just told Nanny Wu to follow them in.