To marry a widowed sister-in-law, gender male

After cleaning up the kitchen, the mother wanted to ask her second son what else he would like to eat besides baking rice cakes, so she knocked lightly on the door of the second son's room. The son was already fast asleep, and wanted to tuck him in a quilt—her two sons loved kicking the quilt since they were young, and once even kicked the quilt under the bed in the middle of the night, so that they almost froze to death.

However, she cautiously opened the door and tiptoed to the bed, but she did not see her second son.

She searched around the house again, but there was no sign of her second son.

Apparently the second son had sneaked out.

She didn't know where her second son had gone, so she waited at the door.

But after a while, she saw her second son come back, dressed in a man's attire, with a medicine bag in his hand.

She wanted to ask in detail, but when she saw her second son following Fu Bei, she panicked.

Could it be that the second son has been exposed by Fu Beishi?

She could only pretend to be calm, and then, the second son threw himself into her arms, and then, the second son said something.

The second son was probably caught by Fu Beishi, but he should have fooled Fu Beishi.

My second son has always been the smartest.

She followed the second son's words and said: "Next time, don't sneak out again. If you want to see a doctor, tell your mother that she can go with you. Also, as a sister-in-law, you must not And then mention Guishui in front of uncle, you have to be measured."

"Mother taught me the lesson." Nian Zhixia said aggrievedly, "But if I don't explain the matter clearly, what should I do if my uncle misunderstands that I am plotting to do something wrong? I hope that my husband will get better soon, and I also want to conceive with my husband's flesh and blood as soon as possible, so as to continue my blood for my husband."

Nian's mother understood that Nian Zhixia told Fu Beishi on purpose, so she rubbed Nian Zhixia's head and said, "The eldest son will recover soon, mother is waiting to hug you and the eldest son's big fat boy."

——In fact, as a mother, she selfishly hoped that Fu Nanxi would never get better again.

Otherwise, her second son would be exposed, and the consequences would be disastrous.

Even though this idea is a bit vicious, it is always the Marquis of Zhen Guo who forced the marriage first.

Nian Zhixia's brows turned red, and she lowered her head and said, "How does mother know that my daughter's first child must be a fat boy?"

"Mother guessed, of course, if you gave birth to a baby girl, mother would be as happy." Nian's mother patted Nian Zhixia on the back, "Okay, hurry up and change your clothes back, what do you look like now?" Look, it's too rude in front of Second Young Master—Bei Shi, Mother doesn't want to be criticized for not teaching you well."

Nian Zhixia nodded, and handed the medicine bag in her hand to her mother: "Mother, please help me make the medicine."

Only then did Nian's mother realize that Nian Zhixia's palm was torn, and she clasped Nian Zhixia's wrist for a closer look.

Fu Bei suddenly saw a scratch on the palm of "Nian Zhiqiu", and the scratch was slightly oozing blood, and his heart suddenly ached.

Also, "Nian Zhiqiu" fell very hard at that time, and there is absolutely no reason why he was unscathed.

It's all his fault.

"It doesn't matter." Nian Zhixia withdrew her hand from her mother's hand, and then, in front of Fu Beishi, explained to her mother the method of boiling medicine instructed by the doctor in detail, and then went straight to the kitchen.

He scooped up a ladle of water, washed his hands clean, and was about to go back to his room when he turned around, only to see Fu Beishi standing outside the door.

Fu Beishi's eyes were apologetic: "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry."

Nianzhi Xia smiled and said, "Why can't Uncle feel sorry for me? It's not Uncle who caused me to fall."

Fu Beishi thought that Nian Zhixia would not pay attention to him, and he was flattered when he heard this.

Nian Zhixia said that when Fang was about to cross Fu Bei, he was suddenly stopped by Fu Beishi.

Fu Bei stared at "Nian Zhiqiu" and said, "Sister-in-law, does it hurt?"

Nian Zhixia laughed and said, "Small scratches, how could they hurt?"

For you, it may be a small scratch, but I think it must be very painful.

"Sister-in-law, how do you want me to make amends?" Fu Beishi secretly clenched his fists for fear that he would overdo it.

Nian Zhixia shook his head and said, "I don't need you to apologize to me, you have nothing to apologize for."

Fu Beishi didn't believe it: "I sincerely want to apologize to my sister-in-law."

"Fine." Nian Zhixia thought for a while, and said, "Can I trouble uncle to buy five catties of sweet-scented osmanthus and fried chestnuts?"

Fu Beishi thought he had misheard, and confirmed, "Five catties of sweet-scented osmanthus fried with chestnuts?"

"Yes, five catties of fried chestnuts with sweet-scented osmanthus sugar." Nian Zhixia took two steps when he saw Fu Bei, and added, "The five catties of fried chestnuts with sweet-scented osmanthus sugar are packed separately, and one catty is packed in one bag."

Fu Beishi agreed, "I know, I'll go now."

When Nian Zhixia saw off Fu Bei, he didn't return to his room until he could no longer see him.

He changed out of the coarse sackcloth he wore before he got married, and put on the skirt that Mrs. Zhen Guohou made for his younger sister.

He has become proficient in wearing women's clothes, and has become accustomed to being a woman's dress.

After wearing it, he combed his hair with a wooden comb.

He is still not very good at combing women's buns, especially those that are too complicated, such as the falling horse bun, the startled bun, the double-knife half-turned bun, the double-ringed bun... and so on.

So he just wore a relatively simple bun and inserted a pearl hairpin. He is now in his natal family, so there is no need to be too formal.

He got out of the room and went to the yard, where he sat on a bamboo chair, resting his chin on his hands, basking in the sun while waiting for Fu Beishi.

Four years ago, he also waited for Fu Beishi like this.

Unfortunately, Fu Beishi didn't remember it at all.

After half an hour, Fu Beishi hurried back.

When Nian Zhixia looked up at Fu Bei, he was silent.

Fu Beishi hurriedly explained: "Today, there are a lot of people who buy fried chestnuts with sweet-scented osmanthus."

Nian Zhixia stood up, and silently snatched five bags of fried chestnuts with sweet-scented osmanthus from Fu Beishi's hands.

At this moment, father and elder brother are mounting pictures in the study, he gave them a bag of fried chestnuts with sweet-scented osmanthus, and his mother is cooking soup for him to adjust Guishui, and he also gave mother a bag of fried chestnuts with sweet-scented osmanthus.

He was about to leave when his mother called him back: "Zhiqiu, will nothing happen to you if you drink this medicine?"

He knew that his mother called him "Zhiqiu" to prevent the wall from having ears, not because he and his sister were mistaken, after all, Fu Beishi was at Nian's house.

Therefore, he did not correct him, but said: "No, they are all tonics, at most they have no effect."

If these tonics can turn him into a woman, how good would it be to make him come to Guishui?

He suppressed his wishful thinking, and said to his mother: "This fried chestnut with osmanthus sugar is still hot, mother should eat it quickly."

Nian's mother looked at Nian Zhixia uneasily, her lips trembled slightly, and finally said: "I have wronged you."

"I don't feel wronged." Nian Zhixia lied to prevent mother from blaming herself too much and hurting her body, "Tell mother a secret. I like Fu Nanxi, so I don't feel wronged."

"You..." Nian's mother wanted to know whether what Nian Zhixia said was true or not, and if it was true, when did Nian Zhixia cut off her sleeve. Fu Beishi who came.

Tell mother a secret, I am happy with Fu Nanxi, so I don't feel wronged...

The volume of "Nianzhiqiu" is not loud, but Fu Beishi's ear is so sharp that it is enough for him to listen carefully to every word.

No wonder this "Nian Zhiqiu" was in a hurry to find a doctor to see Guishui, because he really wanted to reproduce for his elder brother.

When did "Nian Zhiqiu" fall in love with his brother?

But this answer is not important anymore, the important thing is that the person "Nian Zhiqiu" is happy with is not him, Fu Beishi.

The person "Nian Zhiqiu" married was Fu Nanxi, so of course the person he liked could not be Fu Beishi.

Nian Zhixia noticed that his mother paused, followed her mother's gaze, and Fu Beishi suddenly caught his eye.

How much did Fu Beishi hear?

Fu Bei's heart was bleeding, and he pretended not to hear a word, and said to his mother, "Auntie, please make me a cup of tea."

"Wait a moment." Nian Mu went to boil water immediately.

Fu Beishi stood where he was and did not move.

Nian Zhixia watched the heat of the soup, but ignored Fu Beishi.

Fu Beishi felt that his neck was tightly strangled by a sharp claw, and he couldn't breathe, so he had to go out.

Nian Zhixia glanced at Fu Beishi, feeling like crying.

Fu Beishi should have heard his lie, but he didn't react in the slightest to it as he expected.

But is this normal?

He is Fu Beishi's sister-in-law, not the person Fu Beishi likes.

After Nianmu boiled the water, she made a cup of seasonal sweet-scented osmanthus oolong.

"It smells so good." Nian Zhixia hugged her mother, and said coquettishly, "Mother, make me a cup too."

Nian's mother raised her finger and tapped Nian Zhixia's forehead and said, "I really love acting like a baby."

"Just act like a baby, just act like a baby." Nian Zhixia wrinkled his nose, "What can mother do to me?"

Nianmu couldn't help laughing: "How can I get you as a mother?"

She immediately made another sweet-scented osmanthus oolong for Nian Zhixia.

Nian Zhixia put two cups of sweet-scented osmanthus oolong into the food table, and put the remaining two bags of fried chestnuts with sweet-scented osmanthus into the food table before picking up the food table.

Nian's mother asked, "Does your hand hurt? Do you want your mother to serve it?"

Nianzhi Xia Zhanyan smiled and said: "It doesn't hurt, I have been jumping up and down since I was a child, and I have only a small injury, so what's the point of worrying about it?"

"You did jump up and down since you were a child, but you are a squeamish ghost who wants to hug your mother and cry when your skin is broken." Nianmu recalled, "Once, you accidentally fell from a tree in order to steal a bird's egg. First you cried with your mother, then with your father, then with Zhichun, and finally with Zhixia, and scared Zhixia to tears. Seeing you and Zhixia crying together, mother thought that Something big happened."

"Mother, stop talking about my scandals." Nianzhi Xia said solemnly, "I was only four years old that year, but now I am ten and six."

Nian's mother retorted: "To my mother, this is not a scandal, but an interesting one."

My second son is already ten and six years old. If it is a girl, he will be old enough.

The marriage in Zhen Guohou's mansion was in fact a natural disaster, forcing his youngest daughter to escape from the marriage, and causing his second son to marry instead.

If the second son is really happy with Fu Nanxi, this substitute marriage is not too wronged him.

Nian Zhixia guessed what her mother was thinking, and said emphatically, "It's true."

Nian Mu let out a long sigh with a complicated look on her face.

If the second son had told her before he got married that he had broken his sleeve, she would have taught him a lesson and hoped that he could turn around. However, the second son was already married, and he married his sweetheart.

As a mother, she can only hope that the sweetheart of her second son will also break her sleeves for her, and get well soon, so that she can grow old with her.

"Mother, I'm sorry." Nian Zhixia went out with the food table, barely stepped out of the kitchen, and heard his mother say: "It's my mother who is sorry for you."

He turned his head and said, "Mother has nothing to do to me."

When the words fell to the ground, he took the food case and went to look for Fu Beishi.

Fu Beishi was sitting in the courtyard, sitting on the bamboo chair he had just sat on.

As soon as he heard the sound, Fu Beishi raised his head, and as expected, he saw "Nian Zhiqiu".

Nian Zhixia stuffed a bag of fried chestnuts with sweet-scented osmanthus into Fu Beishi's arms, and handed Fu Beishi another cup of osmanthus oolong.

Afterwards, he moved another bamboo chair ten feet away from Fu Beishi, and put the food table on a low stool beside him before he sat down.

Fu Beishi looked at the bag of fried chestnuts in sweet-scented osmanthus in his arms, and said, "Is this bag for me?"

"Otherwise?" Nian Zhixia said as a matter of course, "Father, mother, elder brother, plus me, there are only four people in total, four bags are enough, the reason why I let you buy five bags is because one bag is for you. "

"Thank you." Fu Beishi put down the sweet-scented osmanthus oolong, took out a fried chestnut with sweet-scented osmanthus sugar from the bag, peeled off the flesh of the chestnut, and put it in his mouth. His mouth was filled with sweetness, but no amount of sweetness could offset the bitterness on his lips.

Four years ago, Nian Zhixia and Fu Beishi once ate stir-fried chestnuts with sweet-scented osmanthus. At that time, he was lazy, and he acted like a baby to Fu Bei. The truth of sugar-fried chestnuts?