Fall in love with your enemy

Continuing from the last time, this was the first time such a happy event took place in the Fu family mansion. The coffin was carried into the house in broad daylight, and the piercing sound of the suona scared away all the family members.

After Zhizhi finished speaking, he winked at Lanlan. I was stunned for a moment, and the child in my arms curiously poked his head out. When I heard the voice getting closer, I came to my senses and quickly asked Lanlan to take Zhouzhi to the nearest yard to wash his hands.

As soon as the child's figure disappeared, the coffin was lifted in front of us and almost hit me. Zhizhi hurriedly pulled me, and the coffin brushed past my shoulder. Zhizhi got annoyed and was about to rush up to grab the person, but I stopped him.

I turned sideways to look, and saw several figures behind the coffin. A person dressed as a matchmaker with a pale face and red cheeks painted came towards me and stopped me. The person bowed and said, "Miss, Mr. Feng, the people who are carrying the coffin are confused. They have been busy since last night and were careless. Please don't blame me." The matchmaker lowered her head and said mechanically. Her lipstick was too heavy. I looked at her faint smile and it seemed like blood was coming out.

"You are confused, not blind! You dare to say you didn't see such a grown person standing here? Or someone has instructed you to make trouble for others?" Zhizhi retorted, and I pulled him behind me.

The matchmaker bowed again, apologizing deeply, but her expression was so stiff that it was creepy. "I only made up this excuse because I was afraid of scaring the young lady. If you don't believe me, I can only tell you the truth. This is a wedding coffin for a ghost marriage. Once the route is planned, it cannot stop. No matter who is in front of it, it will hit it. But everyone is careful and nothing will happen. Please don't blame me, young lady. But why did you come out at this time to bring bad luck? Everyone in the family has been notified. The doors are closed and no unusual noises are made."

I looked back at Zhizhi, who also had a confused and annoyed look on his face: "When did I say that? I was just out for a while, and you guys came back with a coffin. I was surprised. Who is in it? Who are you arranging a ghost marriage for?"

Unexpectedly, the matchmaker was the one who had questions in her heart. She frowned, her eyes rolled around between me and Zhizhi for a few times, then leaned over and said, "The ghost marriage was arranged by the elders in the family. After all, Steward Zhou had a certain reputation. Now that he died unexpectedly, we have to have an explanation to the outside world. Our Fu family has not treated him unfairly. Although ghost marriage is an old custom, it is not unheard of in the family. He also has the title of son-in-law. Miss Yunyan is going to remarry, and he can't just watch from underground. It seems a bit scary, so the elders thought about it and felt that the planned route does not pass through your yard, so we won't say more to save you from sadness. Just do it in a hurry. As for the person here, it is naturally Steward Zhou's new daughter-in-law, Dong Jiayin."

"Who?!" My heart trembled and my whole body went cold.

The matchmaker had a blank expression on her face. "Dong Jiayin died unexpectedly last night. The autopsy said he died of fright. No wonder, so many things happened yesterday. Anyone who is suspicious would not feel good about it. But this one was a little too much. The Second Master ordered that they be buried together. They knew each other when they were alive. It would not be in vain for them to be together in the underworld. It would also be a happy occasion for the Second Wife."

Dong Jiayin was a little timid, but she was the one who had the courage to go to Yifeng Courtyard and poison the wife. How could it be so serious if something happened? I thought it was an unspeakable secret. I was about to ask more when someone patted my shoulder. I turned around and saw that it was my uncle. It was as if I had just woken up from a dream.

"Shishi? Why did you run out?" My uncle looked behind me, frowned, and pulled my wrist again: "Go back quickly."

"I..." I wanted to say something but stopped myself, feeling empty inside. There were some things I wanted to ask my uncle, but when I turned around, the matchmaker was gone. I had no choice but to take Zhizhi, Lanlan and Zhouzhi home together.

The main room brewed new tea from the mountains this year. It smelled good, but it tasted so nauseating when I drank it. I took two sips and put it down. At this time, my uncle and I were sitting in the two main seats in front of the wall. Zhizhi was sitting in the first guest seat on the right, and the second one was empty. Lanlan and the others sat in a row behind them. Uncle Pei came back and sat in the second seat on the left. He said that he had sent someone to call Chengcheng, and took the children to the backyard to play. My uncle looked solemn. He never took Chengcheng seriously, but today he had to wait for him to come before he spoke.

Cheng Cheng came, still feeling confused this early in the morning, yawned quietly and sat first on the left, Shen Qilin came and sat down behind him, each with a kind of disgust for work and being a slave, and was greeted by his uncle: "Look at you guys, forget it, I'm too lazy to say anything, anyway, dress up tonight, there's a wedding waiting, you guys have been loved by uncles, if the guests are coming, you have to go and congratulate them even if they are pretending."

Cheng Cheng sighed helplessly and almost rolled her eyes: "What wedding? The wedding of Dong Jiayin and Zhou Linsong with coffins touching each other? I'm not interested. I have no blood relationship with them, so who is his uncle?"

After I winked at him, he calmed down a little, sat up straight and drank tea, but the dark clouds on my uncle's face did not dissipate. He was not angry, but just sighed: "It would be fine if it was just the two of them, but the two dead were buried at noon, and the funeral for the two living people has to be held at midnight. Last night, the elders in the ancestral hall have discussed the punishment plan. Zhou Linsong was executed, Dong Jiayin committed suicide out of fear of punishment, and the rest were sent back to Shenghua Court for confinement. But the second wife is weak, and she can't be happy without a happy event. Yunyan was implicated and became a widow. As a young lady in the family, she can't be left unattended. So we decided to marry her to her current manager Mi Zimang on the day after your birthday and the eldest brother's death anniversary. We divided the Peony Pavilion from the southwest courtyard for the two of them to live in, and the wedding will be held after 6pm."

"Ah? At that time, Zhou Linsong's seventh day hadn't even passed yet..." Cheng Cheng couldn't help but be shocked when she heard this, and turned her eyes to me. I was even more stunned. How could this be possible? Forced to remarry after being separated by Yin and Yang?

Zhizhi couldn't stand it and said directly: "How can it be so disgusting? Isn't it enough to punish someone with solitary confinement for committing a crime? Fu Yunyan just had an internal quarrel with Mi Zimang in front of everyone. How can it be good to force them to get married and be locked up in the same yard?"

I was shocked enough by what happened to Dong Jiayin and Zhou Linsong, but Yun Yan was facing a fate worse than death. I had carefully nurtured her, so I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. I had just visited Yun Jin, and now I was full of their goodness. I thought that he had used me, but if he hadn't known Xie Ge and told Xie Ge so much about the dirty things in the old house, Xie Ge wouldn't have been able to plan many things for me. I would have died a long time ago. What can I still hate at this time? He immediately pulled his uncle's arm and said, "The Fu family has never been punished like this for any crime, right?"

My uncle sighed again and patted my hands. "I know what you want to ask, but I can't persuade you this time. The idea was not from the second brother. Shishi, just don't worry about it. In fact, we can force them to get married. If they really don't want to live together, we can't tie them up. It's only when they get married that they feel the most disgusting."

I was about to say more when Uncle Pei interrupted me: "The Peony Pavilion is at the farthest corner of the southwest courtyard, so it's convenient to lock it up, but I'll keep the Shenghua Courtyard. Once the matter is done, I'll move Yun Jin's cards in. It's a neat punishment now, and it can stop the rumors at home, so that Yun Jin won't lose face in a few days."

I was speechless. My second uncle didn't want me to hear about the ghost marriage and didn't want my plea. My youngest uncle told me to do it but it would cut off my escape route. They all knew that I would be soft-hearted and insisted on doing it so ruthlessly. I was silent for a long time and finally nodded in agreement. I just hope that the bad luck in my family will not affect Yun Jin's good fortune...

My uncle left after sitting for a while. I went back to the room to change clothes and rest. The children had already run back. When I went out again, Chengcheng had regained his calm and even burst into laughter. He was holding Lingling and Yunyun in his arms and learning addition and subtraction. The girls were too young and it was good enough for them to recite numbers. It was really incomprehensible for them to learn this now. They had to count on their fingers. He was also happy to waste time. Yangyang was quietly practicing calligraphy at another table. Jinjin would bring him food and talk to him from time to time. It was also quite interesting. As for the others, Zhouyi and Zhouzhi should have gone to the second room. The older ones had teachers to teach them. It was cool now, so they might be playing golf.

Everything was calm until Cheng Cheng saw me. His face suddenly turned serious and his brows furrowed. "Where did you go last night?"

I smiled bitterly, lifted my skirt and walked over, looked at Yangyang's handwriting and the girls' calculations, and responded at the same time: "Why are you angry? Your sister is so old, how could she get lost?"

Looking back, the middle child was furious, but still held his head high and said, "I mean little one! How can you, as a mother, go on a date without restraint? Your little baby woke up in the middle of the night and cried all night without seeing you!"

I laughed again. How could my daughter not understand? They were clingy but not that clingy. I leaned over and pinched my daughter's face with a smile: "Really? Let me see which little baby is crying?"

Lingling shook her head in confusion: "None at all."

"Cough cough!" Cheng Cheng covered her mouth very obviously.

Lingling received the command very quickly and jumped up immediately: "Mommy! I miss mommy!"

Yunyun came up to me a little later and kissed my face: "Mommy, have you gone to find Dad?"

"Oh my God, if we really have to meet, mom would rather see him during the day rather than at night." I rubbed the ink on Yunyun's face. First, I firmly confirmed the strategy of Jiang Yinan being the father of the child. Secondly, I looked around to see if there was anyone who was quietly listening. Thirdly, I kissed each child, and finally put the child down, put my hands on Chengcheng's face, and squeezed it up to make a rooster-like mouth: "It turns out that it was really the little baby who was thinking. I thought it was our Chengcheng baby who couldn't bear to leave his sister. Chengcheng baby is so strong, he will definitely not be upset?"

"Oh, sister——" Chengcheng cried out in annoyance, his face suddenly turned red. I smiled and tried to leave but he dragged me back. He put his arms around my waist and put his face on my belly. My childishness made Yangyang laugh. Fortunately, Lingling was on his side and took my hand to ask me to make milk for him, so we finally got over it. But he was not satisfied with this!

Last second Lingling: "Mommy, I want to drink milk!"

Me: "Okay, dear, stay here. Mommy will make some milk for you. Yunyun, drink some too. Look how much thinner you are than your sister."

The next second Cheng Cheng raised her hand: "I want one too." After saying that, she compared her waist. If it wasn't as thin as mine, she would go and bully Shen Qilin. She concluded that he was also much thinner than others, and she compared the length in front of me.

I really slapped him on the head and said, "What the hell do you want?"

A clear and resentful voice came from behind: "Sister, you can't say bad words - but you can say it to your brother-in-law."

I took a deep breath and shook my head: "You're doing it again."

But I finally brought back three bottles of milk, but Chengcheng's was filled with pure milk, which didn't provide him with much nutrition. At most, he could drink some more milk to see if he could grow taller by the age of 23. He seemed a little dissatisfied, but he puffed his lips and drank it obediently, and then hugged the two cubs as if to keep them warm.

After putting this aside, I went to look at Yangyang. I always saw him practicing calligraphy seriously, but his handwriting was so ugly that no one could catch it. It looked like a little earthworm crawling. Zhongzai scratched his head embarrassedly. I "sighed to the sky" and there was nothing I could do. I was afraid that this was hereditary. The handwriting of the Fu family members was ugly since childhood. Everyone's handwriting was ugly, otherwise grandpa would not have made a special family rule to practice calligraphy. Even if he was a dandy boy, it was not good for the handwriting when signing a contract to be incomprehensible.

I picked up Yangyang and put her on my lap, and wrote with her hand, stroke by stroke. Before that, I glanced at Chengcheng with contempt: "Look at you, you would rather teach them to count fingers than to help Yangyang practice calligraphy, your handwriting is so good."

"I write well, thanks to my great teacher. I almost broke my hands practicing calligraphy, but he doesn't have to suffer that! I'm jealous, so I won't teach him." Cheng Cheng pointed at Yang Yang, with an exaggerated expression that sounded like he was joking but also like he was telling the truth.

I stopped talking to him. Yangyang is getting older day by day, he will understand one day. Chengcheng is so sullen with everyone except me that he may not tell Yangyang if I don't mention it. It's better not to bother him too much, otherwise, the brothers will just pretend to be nice to each other and follow the same path as the previous generation. I'm afraid my uncle will be heartbroken for Yangyang.

I thought at that time, my own room was in chaos, why should I worry about what was happening outside? In addition, Zhou Linsong and the others were real traitors. If I lost yesterday, although my second uncle would not attack me immediately, he would have a legitimate reason to break up with me in the future. I would be caught off guard and I would not be in the right. Not to mention losing, I would also be criticized if I won. He was my father for a period of time. It was not enough for me to bear the crime of patricide. My younger brothers and sisters, children, and even slightly closer friends would be implicated.

Yes, I persuaded myself so sincerely, I should listen to myself and love myself, right? But Yunyan and the others kept turning over and over in my mind, almost turning into a little devil dancing in front of me. I finally breathed a sigh of relief and willingly succumbed to my weakness.

So I went to the kitchen and cooked some food. I didn't bring anyone with me and went to the second wife's house by myself with a sincere heart. My second uncle was still busy, and I sat on the sofa and waited for the whole morning, and everyone fell asleep.