He walked to the left, but he felt sick when he thought of Aunt Zhang's vicious and ugly face when she cursed the old lady.
His steps moved to the right, walking slower and slower, and he felt timid in his heart. Even though she was his wife, he didn't dare to see her.
Thinking about it again, after reciting the sutra for five years, it’s time for Rubao to calm down, right?
As a couple, they fought at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. Besides, he didn't do anything back then. Didn't he just tell Aunt Zhang about her ugly behavior in the boudoir?
As for being so angry that he threw himself into a trap?
How much she loved him in her heart, as a loved one, he knew it most clearly in her heart. She was sure that as long as he waved his hand, the Da Yin family would run towards him wagging its tail like a dog.
If you don't love him, why would you commit suicide for him?
Thinking of this, Zhen Shijian became more courageous and his steps became more brisk.
Not long after, he came to Jinxiu Residence.
Jinxiuju actually closed the door tightly on New Year's Eve, and Zhen Shijian stepped forward and knocked on the door.
A woman's voice came from the door: "Who is it?"
Zhen Shijian cleared his throat and showed the majesty of the head of the family: "It's me."
Next, there was silence inside the door.
Zhen Shijian waited for a while and then knocked on the door again. Could it be that the woman had died in her sleep? Or didn't you hear his voice?
"Open the door! It's me, the eldest master! I'll stay at Jinxiu Residence tonight and let the eldest lady come out to greet me!"
There was no movement inside the door.
on purpose! Zhen Shijian understood, his face was dark, and he banged the door vigorously: "Open the door! Open the door! Like a treasure, like a treasure!"
Five years ago, Yin Ruzhu was afraid that Aunt Zhang would break into Jinxiu Residence and bully her sister, so she specially replaced her sister with a strong door.
Zhen Shijian clapped his hands until his palms turned red, but the door didn't move at all.
He was angry and angry, kicked the door hard, turned around and left.
Okay, do you want to have sex with him for the rest of your life?
He is a grown man, how can he still be in need of gentleness?
Don't cry and beg him to look back.
Zhen Shijian flicked his sleeves and hurriedly walked out of Zhen's house. His face was red with shame. He didn't even ask anyone to hitch the carriage. He rode a bay-red horse in the slight north wind and headed straight for Yihongyuan.
Jinxiuju.
In the warm side room, Da Yin sat calmly and peacefully, playing chess with Zhen Qingyin.
Zhen Qingyin is a bad chess player. Over the years, she has occasionally received guidance from Da Yin, and her chess skills have improved.
After a while, it became quiet outside. Zhen Qingyin took a sip of tea, took a sip, glanced at her mother opposite, turned around and asked with her eyes: Dad is gone?
Nan Xing nodded quietly: The elder was rejected and became angry.
He gestured twice more: I left the house and didn't go to Aunt Zhang's lily garden.
Zhen Qingyin pursed her lips and smiled, the pear vortex looming.
My aunt is good at dealing with scumbags.
Aunt Zhang has lived a good life for so many years, and it's time to come to an end.
Zhen Qingyin deeply feels that she is kind, tolerant and generous. Over the years, Aunt Zhang has climbed to the clouds and given her even more happiness.
Well, when you fall, the pain will be doubled, right?
She threw away distracting thoughts and focused on the chessboard in front of her.
My mother has a simple mind, but in the game of chess, she can see her profound planning and foresight.
Alas, it would be great if she could apply this idea to real life.
That's all, it's useless to think too much. Respect other people's bad things, and others will respect your own bad things in the future.
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Lily Garden.
Aunt Zhang's butt hurt when she sat down, and her mouth hurt when she ate, so she simply threw away her chopsticks and cried under the quilt.
When you curse, you can't control your mouth. You feel happy for a moment. After you curse, you are rejected by the old lady and the man. It would be a lie to say that you don't regret it.
Salty tears fell on her face, and her swollen cheeks hurt even more, and she cried harder.
This time she had a better memory and did not dare to curse out loud. She bit her sweat towel, whimpered and cursed viciously, just to prevent others from hearing what she said.
He scolded the old lady, scolded the Da Yin family, scolded Zhen Qingyin, scolded Zhen Shijian, and occasionally scolded the unfilial son Zhen Qingyun.
She was pregnant for ten months. What was the point of working so hard to give birth to him?
On New Year's Eve, didn't he accompany that old godly woman who never died?
I don't know how long I cried. Aunt Zhang's eyes were swollen from crying, and then Zhen Qingyun slipped in.
As soon as he entered the door and saw Aunt Zhang's miserable condition, he immediately burst into tears: "Mom, which bastard blocked your mouth? I'll beat him to death!"
After saying that, he pulled out the sweat towel from Aunt Zhang's mouth.
Aunt Zhang's suppressed curse suddenly leaked out: "Old bastard, die early and be reincarnated..."
Hearing her own curse, Aunt Zhang was stunned for a moment and hurriedly shut up.
She looked up and saw her son holding the sweat towel. She bounced it up and was stunned: "Little bastard, do you still know how to come back? Do you still know who your mother is?"
Zhen Qingyun held her head: "I am the little bastard, you are the big bastard! Mom, stop fighting, stop fighting!"
Aunt Zhang was so angry that she said, "I'm so fussy, even my own mother is scolding me!"
Zhen Qingyun giggled: "Didn't I learn this from you? Didn't you scold grandma and grandpa like this in your parents' family?"
"Little bastard!" Aunt Zhang slapped him on the back of the head.
"Old bastard!" Zhen Qingyun scolded back not to be outdone.
Aunt Zhang suddenly felt sad and burst into tears when she heard that he wouldn't let her down a word and even scolded her own mother.
"What evil have I done to give birth to a thing like you! Oh, God has no eyes. How come you are the seed of my Zhang family and cannot be the seed of the Zhen family..."
Zhen Qingyun was startled and quickly stuffed the sweat towel back into Aunt Zhang's mouth: "Mom, don't cry. There are people from the old lady guarding outside. The old lady has spoken. If you continue to cry out mourning, we will have someone Throw you into the street."
Aunt Zhang was really scared.
She touched the old lady's evil side and bad luck.
In the past, when those lowly slaves saw her, they were more respectful than when they saw the Yin family.
The old lady didn't let her have a reunion dinner on New Year's Eve, and all the servants laughed at her. The New Year's Eve dishes they brought were actually cold, deliberately trying to offend her.
Unable to scold when she was angry, unable to cry when she felt wronged, Aunt Zhang sat down on the ground and slapped her thighs with both hands.
Zhen Qingyun followed suit and sat down on the ground, patting his thighs with both hands.
After the mother and son had vented their grievances and anger, Aunt Zhang took off her sweat towel and looked out the door: "Where is your father?"
Zhen Qingyun snorted: "He came out earlier than me. I thought he came to visit my mother. Who knows where he went."
Aunt Zhang hasn't seen Zhen Shijian for several days.
Her face was swollen and ugly, and the flowers on her ass were opened, making her even uglier. She was afraid that Zhen Shijian would dislike her after seeing her ugly appearance, so no one invited him to the lily garden.
I think he has been sleeping in the study these days.
Aunt Zhang knew very well that the strength of women in the backyard depended entirely on men, so she cut a dime and sent the maid to call Zhen Shijian.
After a cup of tea, the maid came back and said: "The master was not in the house. After the reunion dinner, he went to Jinxiu Residence. My wife refused to open the door and was rejected. The master got angry and rode out of the house."
Aunt Zhang's eyes widened and she slapped the maid on the face.
