When the two returned to Song Yuzhou's hometown, it was already half past five.
The house in front of me is a two-story mud house with stones on the outside.
Because it has been uninhabited for a long time, there are still spiders spinning webs in the corners.
"Wait here." Song Yuzhou told him, then he stepped forward and opened the door with a rusty key, then picked up the broom and waved away the cobwebs.
Jiang Zhiling stood in the front yard, watching Song Yuzhou busy, but never letting her interfere.
An hour later, the house was finally clean.
Jiang Zhining looked up and down the house: "This house looks good."
"When my sister-in-law was still at home, my eldest brother and I saved some money and renovated the house." Song Yuzhou responded in a low voice.
After going upstairs, the two came to Song Yuzhou's room: "Auntie will come every six months to help clean up the house. Let's sleep here tonight."
"Okay." Jiang Zhiling walked into the room with a smile, and the wooden boards on the floor made a sound.
Sitting on the end of the bed, he looked at the layout of the room.
There were very few things in his room, only a bed, a table, and small items scattered here and there.
"What shall we have for dinner tonight?"
As soon as Jiang Zhiling finished speaking, she heard a voice coming from downstairs: "Yu Zhou, bring your wife to your aunt's house for dinner."
"Okay." Song Yuzhou responded.
Then, the two walked out of the house and came to the house fifty meters away.
Relatives in rural areas generally live close to each other and take care of each other.
As soon as she walked in the door, she saw a middle-aged aunt welcoming her warmly: "Is this Yuzhou's wife? She is so handsome."
Jiang Zhiling said hello with a pleasant smile: "Hello, Auntie."
"Hey, when you come to your aunt's house, treat it as your own. You're welcome." The aunt greeted her warmly, "Come in and sit in the house. Your second uncle and Anbang are waiting inside."
Song Yuzhou glanced at Jiang Zhiling, and then the two of them walked into the room together.
In front of the square table, a weather-beaten middle-aged man was smoking a hookah, while a man in his twenties helped put the dishes on the table.
There is also a woman who is having a great time with her three or four year old child.
Seeing the two of them, several people warmly invited them to sit down.
"Brother, your wife is so beautiful. She is different from the wives in our rural areas." My cousin Song Anbang said naively.
Song Yuzhou smiled slightly: "Anbang, you look good. Has your back pain gotten better this year?"
"It's much better. I would like to thank my second brother for the medicine he brought back earlier." Song Anbang said gratefully.
Because of years of hard work, Song Anbang's waist was not in good condition and he often had pain.
Soon, everyone sat down at the dinner table.
"Seeing that you are going to be successful, and your father is alive in heaven, I can finally feel at ease." Uncle Song sighed, "It's a pity that he didn't have the chance to see it."
"Yes, this child Yuzhou has had a hard life since he was a child. His parents died young, his brother died young, and he left a mess." The aunt said sympathetically.
Listening to their words, Song Yuzhou looked as usual: "Those things have passed."
"That's right, it's all over, let's not mention it." Auntie said quickly, "Daughter-in-law Yu Zhou, there is nothing delicious at home. Are you used to eating these?"
Jiang Zhiling took a bite of the food and responded with a smile, "I'm used to it. Auntie's cooking is very good."
The aunt who was praised was all smiles: "As long as you like it, come on, eat more."
Aunt Song had the simplicity and enthusiasm of the villagers, and Jiang Zhiling accepted it with a smile.
Uncle Song liked drinking, so he took Song Yuzhou to drink.
Looking at the cups of soju, Jiang Zhiling gently tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Can you drink? I can't take care of an alcoholic."
Looking into her eyes, Song Yuzhou leaned against her ear and replied, "I can drink pretty well."
Seeing what he said, Jiang Zhiling felt relieved.
"Song Chen's three children are really suffering, having a mother like that." Aunt Song said sympathetically.
"That woman is also vicious, and she is the one to blame for what happened now." Song Anbang said indignantly.
Jiang Zhiling was curious: "What happened to her?"
“那女人后来想嫁给奸夫，可惜人家根本不想娶她，直接把她轰出去。后来实在没办法，她就嫁给一个鳏夫。结果，因为花钱大人又懒，鳏夫每天都揍她。 "
"No, for what she did to the three children, she has been scolded in the village for a long time. Even her family members can't hold their heads up, so naturally they won't help her. I heard that she was almost beaten to death a few days ago."
Aunt Song said happily, not to mention how enjoyable it was.
"She is so blessed that she doesn't know her blessings. If she could raise her children properly, she wouldn't have ended up like this." Uncle Song said angrily.
Song Yuzhou's eldest brother died, and the army gave him a lot of pension. In addition, Song Yuzhou is an emotional person, so he will help her to some extent.
As a result, she decided to poison the child to death.
Song Yuzhou looked indifferent: "She is no longer my sister-in-law, we don't need to pay attention to her affairs."
"Yes, it has nothing to do with us." Aunt Song looked at Jiang Zhiling, "Daughter-in-law Yuzhou, it's all thanks to you. Those three children are suffering, so you should bear with them. Especially Song Chen, who has a gloomy temper because he was abused by his biological mother. "
Jiang Zhiling smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Auntie, I will do it."
Seeing her say this, Aunt Song felt relieved.
On this rare trip home, Aunt Song and Uncle Song enthusiastically encouraged her to drink. Unknowingly, Song Yuzhou drank a lot.
When they walked out of Aunt Song's house, Song Yuzhou's steps were a little weak.
When he returned home, the lights in the room were dim. Jiang Zhiling supported his waist and went upstairs, saying angrily: "You said you have a good drinking capacity, but this is no good?"
Song Yuzhou staggered and muttered: "No, I'm not drunk, I'm just a little dizzy."
"A drunk person will never admit that he is drunk."
As soon as she entered the room, Jiang Zhiling turned on the light, and the next second Song Yuzhou stumbled and pressed her against the wall.
A tall figure loomed over her.
Jiang Zhiling's eyelashes trembled: "What's wrong?"
Song Yuzhou put his hands around her slender waist, bent down, pressed his forehead against hers, and called hoarsely: "Daughter-in-law."
The drunken voice was hoarse and nasal, as if she was acting coquettishly. The usually cold and deep eyes were actually a little bit scarlet at this moment.
Jiang Zhiling was shocked that he looked like this when he was drunk!
"What, what's wrong?" Jiang Zhiling's breathing was a little unsteady.
Song Yuzhou stared at her, his voice full of grievance and coquettishness: "Daughter-in-law, I'm thirsty."
"Then I'll get you some water." Jiang Zhiling said and wanted to leave, but her slender waist was held down by him again.
"I want to kiss my wife." Song Yuzhou muttered.
Before she could answer, Song Yuzhou had already kissed her lips.
His lips dropped with a hint of coolness. Taking advantage of her daze, he directly plundered the city.
The breath in her mouth was robbed, and Jiang Zhining leaned against the wall softly.
The coolness on the back and the hotness in front of the body formed a sharp contrast.
"Daughter-in-law..." Song Yuzhou kissed her with red eyes and burning eyes.
