Marriage record after marrying the wrong person

As soon as Hua Yi got angry, with a bad face, he wanted the prodigal son to throw something on his upper body. With a flick of his sleeve, he slammed all the books on the desk to the ground, even the inkstone and brush washer were smashed to pieces by him. .

After he finished being a demon, he stepped on the mess on the ground, smiled angrily, and thought about the entanglement of the matter carefully. He still remembered that the aunt was frightened and frightened when she saw him, as if she had seen a plague god, and she couldn't avoid it. She thought of asking her: he and Song Tan fell into the water, who would she save? She answered so quickly, and now in Hua Yi's eyes, it seemed extremely suspicious.

There is also that little boy who doesn't learn well all day long, and crawls on his bed every day, just like clocking in and doing daily tasks, isn't he just obeying, what does Song Tan ask him to do?He said he had no idea about himself, but he was embroidering a small sachet behind his back like a little girl. Hua Yi's temples hurt suddenly, and he thought about a lot of things on his own. It was Song Tan.

He thought Song Tan and his backyard were rivals in love, but he didn't expect that he was their rival in love.

Hua Yi thought that he had smoothed things out and figured it out, but he was angry and annoyed. Now this situation means that he wants to compete with his backyard for Song Tan?Since he was a child, he was praised as the proud son of heaven and his exquisite heart, but he had an axis disease in love and fell into a paradox.The strategies and calculations I learned are useless at all.

A strong possessive desire, jealousy mixed with a little fear that Song Tan would not want his humbleness to cause trouble, he thought frantically: How dare they covet Song Tan?Are they also worthy of competing with him?Under the faint light of the candle, his brows reflected a little ferociously twisted.

A sleepless night had not yet dawned, and the early morning sky was a misty blue-gray.

Hua Yi heard the sound of a rooster singing dawn, and a few red bloodshot eyes crawled up in his eyes. Hua Yi only made one decision, which was to eliminate the disaster at the beginning of its germination.

On this ordinary morning, if it is laid out on the canvas and the strokes of the pen wander, it can extend an ordinary day.

However, for Xiaohuang Xiaofen and Fu Xining, this morning was a disaster without reason.

They were forcibly woken up from a deep sleep. The menacing visitor forced them to put on simple clothes. Without waiting for their reaction, they rudely put all their clothes into a package and threw them into their arms. In the process, the leader urged them impatiently, telling them to check if there was anything missing.

When they were at a loss, they also found that they seemed to be driven out of the house. The two girls were not so easy to talk to.

Xiao Huang stopped in front of the person who ordered people to do things, and she said angrily: "Who told you to come?"

The man yawned, and said to her casually: "My aunt will know when she thinks about it, who in the mansion has such great power, only the lord and madam."

They looked at each other, knowing that Song Tan was definitely not this kind of person who would kill a donkey, so...they both saw the look of panic in each other's eyes.

The person who cleaned them up was not gentle and meticulous, she picked it up without distraction, she flicked her fingernails, and with a bang, cut Xiaofen's fragile silk shawl.Xiaofen always loved tidying up her clothes, she glared at the man angrily, pushed him away, and tightly protected the silk shawl in her arms.

Xiaofen yelled angrily: "I want to see my wife! We won't leave today unless we see him!"

Xiao Huang also looked coldly at these people in front of him, their voices were high-pitched, clamoring that they wanted to see Song Tan.

The leader clicked his tongue, as if he expected them to be like this, he groaned, deliberately making it awkward, "Don't embarrass the little ones, you two aunts, you know what kind of temper the adults have, and we also know, if you put His big Buddha shouted over, we can live without the future."

Their hearts froze, and Xiaofen asked tremblingly, "Why is your lord doing this?"

The man bowed to them and said with a laugh: "I don't know, the slaves don't dare to speculate on the master's mind, and the younger ones are just responsible for handling things."

Xiao Huang saw that the matter was probably a foregone conclusion, she forced herself to calm down, she stared at the man and asked, "Where is the lord going to send us?"

While directing everyone to do things, the man replied casually: "My lord has said, send it back wherever it came from."

Hearing this, the two girls suddenly felt dizzy. They were born in a land of drunken flowers and willows when they were young, and they used to be entertainers.Now that she is sent back at such an age, she is no match for a young and beautiful girl, and she is estimated to be reduced to a low-class kiln sister who sells her flesh and blood to make a living.

I'm used to living a stable life, if I live in such humiliation to ask for a living, I might as well die.

Xiao Huang's face was ashen, she stared fixedly at a cypress tree in the yard, this tree was not young, with a thick trunk, luxuriant branches and leaves, it often attracted flocks of birds to roost, and she often enjoyed the coolness under the tree.

She closed her eyes and smiled for a while, listening to the rustling of leaves under the breeze blowing Buddha, she opened her eyes slowly, as if nothing had happened, and when no one noticed, she ran to That tree, head-on...

Compared with them, Fu Xining was unexpectedly quiet when he heard that he was going to be sent out. He sat in front of the table obediently and sensiblely, watching them quietly packing up his things quietly. .

Because he lived quite close to Song Tan, Hua Yi had ordered Song Tan not to know about this, and this group of people was like this.

Fu Xining seemed to be nonchalant, but his hands hidden under his robe couldn't stop shaking.He didn't dare to quarrel, and he didn't want to quarrel. After all, in the huge Huafu, Hua Yi is the supreme person. He can do whatever he wants. Fu Xining is afraid that even if he asks a question, he will be unwilling. It caused trouble for Song Tan.

He lowered his eyes gradually, comforting himself: He was sent in as an item, so it is not a bad thing to be sent out as an item.

It wasn't long before Fu Xining came to the mansion, and he didn't have many things, so it didn't take much effort to pack them up.

One of the elderly women, seeing him young and young, couldn't help feeling a little pity in her heart, she said to Xi Ning in a loving and soft voice: "Young master, let's go."

Fu Xining stood up in a daze, and followed them out the door in a daze.

His movements were a little slow, but none of them urged him.

Fu Xining turned his head slowly, he was looking in the direction of Song Tan's room, just like many years ago, on the Lantern Festival night when the lights were like daylight, the red gauze was floating, the voices of people were buzzing, and the cups of wine were intertwined, no one cared about the humble He was an ant, and Song Tan's smiling eyes fell heavily on him through the crowd, and then he walked towards him and put a small lantern on his palm.

The warmth of the flames swayed in his palm, which made him feel earth-shattering happiness for no reason, and also made him remember it in his heart for many years.

Unintentionally planting willows, but with an ordinary glance, Song Tan has long forgotten that he was not attached to the sentimental pen, and he could not continue to write any sentimental chapters.

Fu Xining's lips moved a few times. Seeing this, the old lady hurriedly moved to his side and lowered her voice, "Don't ask, young master. You should know in your heart that you won't be coming back."

Fu Xining nodded at her, and he shook his head again, it was to himself.He doesn't care whether he can come back, what he cares about is going here to say goodbye and when will we see you again.

In the end he didn't say anything, he followed the crowd obediently, he thought this was his fate, and only accepting his fate would last forever.

Song Tan didn't sleep well this time. He glanced at the misty sky outside the window. It wasn't morning yet. He tossed and changed his sleeping position. his heart.

With this strange palpitation in his heart, he stared at his bed board until someone called him to get up early.

Wash as usual, undress as usual, and have breakfast as usual.

Song Tan came out and was a little surprised at first glance. In just one night, there was no sound of wind and rain. The flowers that bloomed brightly yesterday, but now the flowers on the flower stand have withered a lot, and the remaining flower branches are also listless. , Wearily in full bloom.

It was also quiet in the bamboo grove. He thought Li Jiansheng was sleepy again, so he went to call him for breakfast, knocked on the door several times but no one answered, so he simply opened the door. The room was clean and the quilt was tidy. Li Jiansheng did not return overnight.

The palpitation in his heart rose to a sense of ominousness, and it became more and more intense.

Song Tan didn't say anything, he sat quietly and expressionlessly in the long shadow cast by the south wall.

The sun was shining brightly, and he waited silently for the little Huang Xiaofen, who was wearing heavy makeup, to come to him, chat and play cards with him, and waited for Fu Xining, who liked to sleep until noon, to come out rubbing his eyes, and embarrassedly told him "brother" Good morning.

Qingzhu asked him for leave yesterday, saying that some relatives in the family were seriously ill and wanted to see him one last time, so he went out overnight.All the servants and servants in the yard knew what happened early in the morning, but they were all busy with their work, and avoided those who had no work. They all chose to shut up, not daring to tell Song Tan the truth. .

Song Tan suddenly heard footsteps, he looked up quickly, and his expression returned to loneliness.

The person who came was Zhou Heng'an who was left by Hua Yi in the Song family to count the money. Song Tan was destined to be with him and had some intersection with him.

Zhou Hengan made a very considerate courtesy to Song Tan, "I haven't seen Madam for a long time, Madam is well."

Song Tan glanced at him up and down, his clothes were brand new, and his ribbon was blue, clearly a symbol of his promotion, he thought about reaching out his hand not to hit the smiling man: "Congratulations on your promotion, why are you here?"

Zhou Heng'an gazed over the roof, "It will be winter soon, and the room Madam lives in is not strong enough to keep out the cold. The little ones come to add heating materials to the walls of Madam's room, and also need to replace the roof. There are green tiles that can store warmth."

Song Tan nodded, "Let's clean up the house where the two aunts live together." He remembered something again, beckoned to a person, whispered a few words to him, the person greeted a few more people, and they walked into the warehouse , and took out all the brightly colored cloth and antiques that Huayi rewarded.

Song Tan pointed to those things, and said to Zhou Heng'an: "I forgot a few days ago, you came today just in time, and brought these things to the two aunts on the way."

Zhou Hengan stared at those things for a while, then glanced at a group of dumb people, and said suspiciously: "Ma'am, the two aunts have left, how can I deliver them to them?"

The author has something to say:

Huagou is no longer a human being

Tan Tan's anger value continues to rise, and soon he is going to smoke Huagou

There is another chapter to be updated at 9 o'clock!

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