New widow

"I'm not getting married." Wan'er snuggled into Aunt Wan's arms and said coquettishly. Su Qiao reached out and patted Wan'er on the shoulder: "What kind of life a person leads depends entirely on himself. Whether it is bitter or sweet, only when you have been there will you know how much wind and rain your parents have shielded you from."

Wan'er nodded obediently. Wan Dequan looked at his daughter and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it. In this world, her daughter's family still wants to get married. Even if Wan Dequan loves her daughter, she still won't get married. But nothing could be said.

"Let's all have a rest." Mrs. Wan felt that Su Qiao must have come up with an idea. Thinking about it, Mrs. Wan inevitably felt a little uncomfortable. She was still an elder, but she couldn't help with anything. She could only help them. While talking, I brought tea and some snacks to the side. Even my granddaughter couldn't teach her now. The children have grown up and have their own ideas. They should never listen to the nagging of the elderly again. They don't like to hear it anymore.

Mrs. Wan stood up first and walked to the inner room. Wan'er had already caught up with her, holding her arm around Mrs. Wan: "I will serve you."

Old Mrs. Wan tapped her granddaughter's nose, said something to Wan'er, and the two walked inside while laughing.

"Go and have a rest." Aunt Wan said softly to Suqiao, and Suqiao also smiled. There is no end to the road, and people can always find a way to see the light and work hard towards it. Go forward.

Butler Qiu found out that Magistrate Chu wanted to marry another wife and take a concubine, and he couldn't help but feel unhappy. People who usually get up early were still lying in bed even after the sun came out. Aunt Qiu went in and out several times, but Butler Qiu remained motionless. Aunt Qiu opened the window and the sun shone in. Aunt Qiu said to Butler Qiu: "Okay, I can still live this life. You are lying here now." Why are we on the bed? If we don't go in and see the master, the master won't be able to remember you and will blame you. Then we will really have no way to survive."

Butler Qiu didn't say anything, but just turned over. Aunt Qiu was so angry that she stepped forward and lifted the quilt. Butler Qiu didn't get angry and just wrapped the quilt back around her body.

"Everyone here is waiting for you to make your decision. There are seven or eight people here, all opening their mouths to eat and drink." When Aunt Qiu saw that the tough one failed, she came to the soft side and sat next to Butler Qiu and burst into tears. Just fall. Butler Qiu remained motionless. After a long time, he said, "What's the matter? Who knows what will happen to this world until the day he closes his eyes."

"We can't count on the Chu family. They still want to take concubines and remarry. The master..." Before Aunt Qiu could finish her words, she heard a voice from outside: "Is anyone at home?"

This question is simply strange. There are always seven or eight people in the Qiu family. Now Butler Qiu is staying at home again. You can really see if there is anyone there.

Aunt Qiu was muttering in her heart, and a little girl ran in: "Auntie, someone said that they want to see uncle."

"Who is he?" Aunt Qiu asked the little girl while pushing Butler Qiu to get up and wash up.

"I don't recognize it." The little girl shook her head and said, "I don't recognize someone. Why would someone I don't recognize come to my home?"

Aunt Qiu saw that Butler Qiu only sat up. It was hard to keep the guests waiting outside for a long time, so Aunt Qiu stood up and went outside. The person who came was none other than Wan Dequan. He sat on a chair and looked at the Qiu family's living room.

To be honest, Butler Qiu has been with Wang Shangshu for so many years, and Wang Shangshu did not treat him badly in his early years. The furnishings in this hall are better than the decorations in the simple house. The hall is hung with paintings by famous artists, and the tables and chairs are all the same color. It's made of rosewood, and as for the furnishings, you can tell it's exquisite.

While Wan Dequan was looking at it, Aunt Qiu walked in and saw Wan Dequan. Aunt Qiu looked at Wan Dequan first. If she didn't recognize him, she stepped forward and smiled at Wan Dequan and said, "I haven't asked for your name yet. Come find out what my boss is doing."

"My surname is Wan, and the shop is on the street in front of me." Wan Dequan knew that his whereabouts would be revealed sooner or later, so naturally he would not hide it. The surname is Wan, what kind of person is this? Aunt Qiu was still thinking that there was no one with the surname Wan in her family, when she heard Butler Qiu's voice from behind: "So it's you. I didn't expect that you would come to my place."

Aunt Qiu could hear some dissatisfaction in her husband's words and couldn't help but look at Wan Dequan. Wan Dequan had already stood up and bowed to Butler Qiu: "I heard that you were ill recently, so I came here to visit."

"You and I don't have much friendship, so we might as well skip this visit." Butler Qiu walked up to sit down and said to Aunt Qiu, "There's no need to serve tea to anyone. You go and cook it." Bring some hot water, I want to wash my face."

He even refused to serve tea. It seemed that he didn't know about these two things. Aunt Qiu thought to herself and left.

Wan Dequan, a man who has been in business for many years, has never seen anything like this. Naturally, Wan Dequan did not take this kind of cold treatment to heart and only asked Butler Qiu a few words about his body.

At this time, Aunt Qiu had brought hot water in. Butler Qiu washed his face and mouth, and took a comb to comb his hair. He did it for a quarter of an hour, but Wan Dequan was still sitting there.

Butler Qiu asked Aunt Qiu to take all these things away, and then said to Wan Dequan: "You saw it too, I'm not happy for you to come here, so you should go somewhere else to sit."

"It doesn't matter if I go and sit at another house." Wan Dequan was still smiling: "It's just the daughter of your Qiu family, did she really die in vain?"

"My niece will definitely be cleared of her grievances." Butler Qiu only said this, and Wan Dequan raised his eyebrows: "Yes, your niece wants to use my niece as a backing. What a good plan."

"That's your nephew too..." Before Butler Qiu could finish his words, he looked at Wan Dequan and said, "Seriously."

"I'd better go sit somewhere else." Wan Dequan pretended to get up, but Butler Qiu hurriedly called him: "I just made a mistake, please sit down."

Wan Dequan just sat down. Butler Qiu looked at Wan Dequan and wanted to ask but couldn't. He just lingered there. Wan Dequan smiled and said: "Since you have sat down, please give me a question." I’ll get you a cup of tea.”

Butler Qiu then loudly called for tea. Aunt Qiu brought the tea. Wan Dequan took the tea in his hand and laughed: "I didn't expect that my niece was kind enough to let your niece drink a cup of tea, but it turned out that Crime."

"What do you mean, the prefect and others want to use your niece to take the blame?" Butler Qiu thought about it for a long time before asking this question.

"Yes." Wan Dequan answered softly, but these two words made Butler Qiu frown.

"Of course, I want to congratulate you first." Wan De didn't care what Butler Qiu was thinking, he just said this.