(seven)
The old grandma's eyes were bulging, as if they were about to burst out, her face was ferocious, her hands were trembling, and her lips were trembling. After a long while, she managed to say "I have learned a lesson!"
"Mrs. Li is indeed amazing."
Sunge curled her lips and said, "You're welcome."
"My wife is always willing to help others. If Dahuang disobeys me, I will teach you."
At this time, I still think about yin and yang to blame her, and I don't even look at how much I weigh.
Sunge took Li Qingzhao with him in a swaggering manner, and met Mr. Zhang who never left the door or took a step forward, and who did not eat the fireworks of the world.
Plain clothes, huge beads of Buddha are constantly turning in the hands, the smell of sandalwood is wafting all over the room, the wind blows in from the door that has not yet been closed, and the prayer flags hanging all over the room are flying constantly, with teeth and claws showing, as if there is something. life.
Compared with the old grandma just now, Mrs. Zhang looks kinder, with calm eyes without sadness or joy.
But Sun Ge vaguely felt that there was a deep madness hidden under this calmness.
Sun Ge felt his scalp numb. He wondered what kind of family lived across the wall.
"Qingqing, Aniang and Mrs. Zhang have something serious to discuss. You go and wait outside."
Sister Zhao would not be at ease unless she saw Mrs. Zhang with her own eyes.
Li Qingzhao was obedient, bowed to Mr. Zhang, and left politely.
Sunge informed Zhang about the collapse of the courtyard wall in a few words, and then expressed his intention to compensate.
Walls must be built.
The money that should be compensated will naturally be compensated.
Zhang's eyes were dull, and she said after a while, "It's okay."
She and her daughter were not short of money. When her late husband was convicted, the family was not confiscated. In order to distance themselves from each other, the clan forcefully removed their mother and daughter from the clan, but considering their reputation, they did not embezzle their private property.
Therefore, although she is an orphan and a widowed mother, she can still live a prosperous life and have no worries about food and clothing.
"Since Mrs. Li is here today, I have something to discuss with you."
"Your love is a person who behaves spontaneously, which is very different from the little girl's personality. The little girl is soft, well-educated and can't compare to your love. From now on, I will restrain my little girl and don't make any more jokes."
Zhang's voice was calm, and there seemed to be no hint of disdain.
Yeah, but that's what it seems.
Sunge marveled in his heart, this is the real high rank of Mianli Zangzhen.
"Speaking of this matter, I just wanted to communicate with Madam."
"Sister Zhang behaves calmly and calmly. She is a good child."
Sun Ge said that she was not surprised at all to become a graceful and beautiful lady this time.
She actually wants to have no qualities or morals and just do whatever she wants.
However, since we are the Wang family, we have to consider Sister Zhao.
In an era when Neo-Confucianism is gradually taking shape and gradually occupying a mainstream position, no one can truly escape the shackles of fame.
She didn't want to, and couldn't make Sister Zhao's path more difficult.
"Mrs. Li, it's useless to talk too much. It's best if the water in the well does not offend the river."
"To put it bluntly, your love is deviant, perverse and absurd. Is there any woman like her in this world?"
Her daughter is famous for her virtues and is praised far and wide. She is worthy of being a daughter-in-law of the clan and does not say a word to anyone who meets her.
As long as the daughter becomes a model of meekness and respect for women in the world and is praised by others, she can naturally marry well. At that time, they can naturally return to the family, and the memorial tablet of their deceased husband can also be returned to the ancestral hall.
Years of hard training must not be destroyed in an anthill.
Sun Ge, who was mentally prepared, sneered, "Rebellious?"
"Isn't it like my daughter's home?"
"Then who stipulated that all women in the world should look the same?"
Zhang subconsciously retorted, "Everyone said..."
Everyone said?
Very confident words.
When everyone said it, it became a golden rule and a wise saying.
Going with the flow is indeed a safe choice, but it does not mean it is always the right choice.
No matter when, there will always be someone who goes against those conventional but indistinguishable frameworks and becomes the person she wants to be.
Who can say that Li Qingzhao's choice was wrong.
Sunge curved her lips and smiled softly, "Mrs. Zhang, I heard everyone said that if the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, it won't make a sound with a slap. What do you think?"
It's really unethical to rub salt into people's wounds.
But only by poking her heart directly like this can she leave a scratch on the unbreakable wall of Mrs. Zhang's heart.
The world is inherently difficult, but there are women who are willing to put layers of shackles on themselves in the original cracks.
Sunge's words made Mrs. Zhang's face instantly turn livid, and her string of beads broke and scattered on the ground.
One after another, like a drum of grievance standing outside the government office, people can't help but tremble.
The flawed reputation is the most terrifying shadow hanging over Mrs. Zhang, which lingers.
After a long while, Sunge continued, "Some people are willing to go with the flow, then naturally there are also people who are willing to go against the flow."
"Right and wrong will be determined over thousands of years."
"Madam, reputation is important, but the relationship between mother and daughter, and your love's life, are they really not worth mentioning?"
Mrs. Zhang was silent, stiffly bent over, and tightly held the nearest Buddhist bead in her hand. It seemed that only in this way could strength emerge from the bottom of her heart.
She is right!
She was not wrong!
Everything she did was for her late husband's reputation, to return to the clan, and to enjoy incense and sacrifice a hundred years later.
However, she is doing it for her daughter's benefit, and no one can question her motherly love for Yaoyao.
"Parents who love their children have profound plans."
"Don't Mrs. Li understand this truth?"
Mrs. Zhang stared at Sunge with burning eyes, a little crazy in her eyes.
If it weren't for her painstaking training of Yaoyao over the years, how could Yaoyao stand out among the young ladies in Mingshui without the support of a clan or a prominent family background.
When Sunge saw this, he stopped talking.
The blueprint outlined in Zhang's mind has made her unable to listen to any advice.
In Zhang's imagination, Mrs. Zhang should become the destined wife of an official's family, with a phoenix crown and a beautiful plumage.
The Zhang family should regret their mistakes and beg their mother and daughter to return to the family.
However, once fantasy touches reality, it will only be a bubble in the sun.
All this is Zhang's wishful thinking.
In Mingshui City, has any real official sent a message to the Zhang family, expressing their intention to see Mrs. Zhang?
Those virtuous names that add fuel to the flames are like a passing wind to those who are truly wealthy.
It was obviously the most obvious truth, but Zhang was blinded by obsession.
No, it’s not just obsession, but also desire.
The scriptures could no longer withstand the desire and ambition burning in the heart of this believer Zhang, who prayed to gods and worshiped Buddha, and copied scriptures day and night.
Haha, it’s really a different kind of parent’s beloved son, and his plans are far-reaching!
This profound love opened her eyes!
"For the sake of your neighbor, I would like to give you one final advice: Cherish the present moment and don't really hurt the only person who is connected by blood."
"By then, it will be too late to regret."
(End of chapter)
