"Mother!" Zhen Shilian is not afraid of being criticized, but he is afraid that his wife will be wronged. "It's because I don't want to take a concubine, and it has nothing to do with my wife. I'm just keeping myself clean. Could it be that I'm doing something wrong?"
The old lady was very angry: "Since ancient times, women have to be clean and pure. You are a grown man, why do you want to be so clean? Why don't you want the emperor to give you a chastity memorial?"
Zhen Shilian has a headache.
Remembering that he was here to make the old lady happy, not to cause trouble for her, he changed the subject and said: "Come early in the morning, my son can see clearly that it was Qingyun who provoked Qingyin first, and Qingyin came to find your maid. Protect, maybe thinking that for your sake, he can be more restrained.
Unexpectedly, the bastard Qingyun didn't look where he was and beat and scolded the maid without any scruples. As soon as I entered the yard, I shouted at him, but he turned around and scolded me. That kid Qingyin didn't do anything wrong at all, but he was wronged all the time. My mother is a person who knows right from wrong and will not blame her. "
The old lady laughed angrily: "If I blame her, would I be a confused person?"
"What did mother say? If it weren't for mother's profound understanding of righteousness and virtuous virtue, her son would not be able to be a third-rank minister now." Zhen Shilian flattered.
The old lady smiled broadly and pointed at him with her index finger: "Look at your mouth. I can't help but praise you for your loyalty and righteousness."
"Son, tell the truth." Seeing that she finally smiled, Zhen Shilian felt relieved and helped her to the room, "It's still early, mother, take a rest. I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some of your favorite dishes, and you can go back to sleep." When you wake up, it’s time to eat.”
"Where are you still sleeping? If you spread the word outside, others should laugh at me for being lazy. My old lady can't afford to embarrass that person."
"Who dares to laugh at you? My son will hang him on a three-foot bamboo pole and expose him to the sun for three days and three nights."
"Hahaha!"
After a while, Zhen Shilian came out.
Seeing that Zhen Qingyin's hands were red from the cold, he frowned and asked, "Why don't you bring a hand warmer?"
Zhen Qingyin hid her hands in her sleeves and said obediently: "I'm here to say hello to my grandmother, how can I just enjoy it?"
Because I used to hold a hand warmer to greet me, but the old lady ridiculed me for being unfilial, so I didn’t dare to hold it.
Zhen Shilian said pitifully: "The old lady has gone to sleep. You should go back quickly and don't freeze."
Zhen Qingyin's eyes curled up and she whispered, "Thank you, uncle, for interceding for me."
Zhen Shilian waved his hand: "Pleading for mercy doesn't count. It's not your fault in the first place. Your grandmother also knows your grievances."
Zhen Qingyin disagreed.
Of course the old lady knew that she was wronged, but she wished she was even more wronged.
Who told her that she couldn't carry on the family lineage of the Zhen family without taking care of her?
The old lady didn't like the female members of the family, so she tried to find ways to change her daughter-in-law to an eldest daughter-in-law, and then to a younger daughter-in-law. She stared at the faults of the two daughters-in-law with a magnifying glass every day.
The younger Yin family is protected by Zhen Shilian, the pillar of support, and the older Yin family is supported by her biological sister, Mrs. Chao Guogong. She can't get rid of her two daughters-in-law, so Zhen Qingyin and Zhen Yuanyuan are an eyesore.
Zhen Qingyin did not return to her Chaoyu Pavilion, but went straight to the main courtyard of Dafang Jinxiu Residence.
The eldest maid, Yang Liu, came out with her sharp eyes. She quickly covered Zhen Qingyin's cold hands with her own hot hands, stamped her feet and asked, "Why don't you cherish yourself, girl? At least let the maid hug the heater and follow behind."
She knew that Zhen Qingyin came back from the old lady's yard, and she didn't dare to tell her that the old lady was mean to her granddaughter.
Zhen Qingyin asked as she walked: "Where is mother?"
"Rise up and serve the Buddha."
Zhen Qingyin took the heater that the little maid ran to deliver.
When my cold body met the hot stove, I suddenly shivered.
She stomped the snow on her feet, and the maids helped her brush the snowflakes off her body.
After her body warmed up, she took off her hooded coat and entered the small Buddhist hall.
Da Yin was wearing a plain-colored coat and was kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, knocking on wooden fish and chanting sutras.
Zhen Qingyin first respectfully offered three sticks of incense and kowtowed three times, then bowed to the Da Yin family and silently left.
Every time she saw Da Yin, she felt sad.
Dayin looks exactly like her mother in her previous life.
When she was ten years old, she completely remembered the memories of her previous life, which was also when the Yin family hanged herself. She narrowly saved her and wrote to her aunt for help.
Mrs. Chao Guogong came to support her sister and made a big fuss in the Zhen family. She led a group of maids and women to beat up Aunt Zhang and Zhen Shijian. She was so angry that she asked her sister to write a letter of divorce.
The old lady wished that her angry face would turn into a friendly one, and she hurriedly asked someone to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone for her eldest son to write it himself.
He said that the divorce was for the good of the couple, and even the jealous words of the Da Yin family were not disputed.
Unexpectedly, the old man of the Yin family was unwilling and told that the Yin family had no daughter who returned to her parents' home, but only an aunt who died in her husband's family and was buried in her husband's ancestral grave.
These words made Mrs. Chao Guogong cry.
Da Yinshi refused to eat or drink, and Zhen Qingyin refused to eat or drink with her.
Two days later, Mrs. Da Yin hugged Zhen Qingyin and cried loudly, saying she was sorry. From then on, she opened a small Buddhist hall in the main courtyard, where she ate fasting, chanted Buddha's name and served the Buddha every day.
Apart from not twisting my hair, I became a monk in disguise.
Zhen Qingyin hates this era that does not give women a way to survive and does not treat women as human beings.
The only consolation is that at least my mother is still alive, serving Buddha and chanting sutras, and gaining peace of mind.
My mother used to be a lover, and she loved her father wholeheartedly, the scumbag who doted on his concubines and killed his wives.
As for the scumbag father, he doesn't like the dignified and quiet lady, but prefers the voluptuous Aunt Zhang.
Da Yinshi always competed with Aunt Zhang for favor, but couldn't compete with her. She cried secretly many times. Later, she imitated her and secretly asked the brothel madam to teach her the skills of boudoir.
But she was used to it, and she learned to be nondescript, which scared Zhen Shijian away.
Zhen Shijian not only scolded her for being dirty, but also turned around and told it to Aunt Zhang like a joke.
Aunt Zhang ran to the main courtyard and scolded the Yin family fiercely.
A pair of big red lips, capable of swearing any obscene words.
The Da Yin family was so heartbroken that they hanged themselves...
Zhen Qingyin looked back at Da Yin's delicate back and let out a long breath.
Fortunately, she saved the Da Yin family, otherwise... maybe she would have stabbed the male protagonist like the original owner, confiscated the family and exterminated the clan, and given the scumbag father's bitch a hard time.
The knocking sound of the wooden fish paused for a moment. Da Yin turned around silently, glanced at her daughter, hid the guilt in her eyes, lowered her head and continued knocking.
Zhen Qingyin was about to cross the threshold when there was a bang and the main courtyard door was kicked open.
"Zhen Qingyin, you bastard, get out of here!"
