When it gets brighter, the tide gradually recedes.
The corpses of Japanese pirates washed up by the waves lay scattered on the beach. In addition, there were seven or eight hundred people who were captured and killed in the sea, and most of the warships were destroyed.
For a small country like Japan, which suffered such serious war damage, it would definitely not dare to invade again in a short time. The crisis in Hangzhou has been completely resolved.
The battle ended, the rain stopped, the smoke and haze dissipated, the washed sky was cloudless, and the bright sunshine made the sea surface sparkle.
Except for the corpse of the Japanese pirates, which is a bit unpleasant to the scenery, the rest is quite beautiful.
Is this war?
Song Che was not very happy after winning the battle. Although the Japanese pirates deserved to die, even though he was not the one who killed them, thousands of people stormed the bay overnight.
Smelling the smell of blood in the wind and looking at the broken limbs and arms on the beach made me feel sick to my stomach.
Businessmen, it's better not to get too much blood on your hands.
After not sleeping all night and feeling deeply tired, Song Che stretched out, turned around and walked down the Wangjiang Pavilion. As soon as he stepped out, a carriage crossed in front of him.
The door curtain opened, Zhou Yazhao poked his head out, and said with red eyes: "Old lady... she died."
Song Che was sad for a moment and sighed softly. Birth, old age, illness and death, joys and sorrows are all the same in the world, so why bother with too many emotions?
He did not get in the car, but turned back to Wangjiang Pavilion.
"You're not going to attend the funeral?" Zhou Yazhao was surprised.
"I will come, but not now." Song Che said no more, climbed the stairs again, returned to the starting point, and continued to stare at the dock.
Zhou Yazhao waited in front of the pavilion for a long time, and when he saw that Song Che was indifferent, he sighed and asked the driver to leave.
From morning to afternoon, Ning Yehong came to Song Che three times. The first time was to report the battle situation, the second time was to bring lunch, and the third time was to accompany him.
"Why don't you laugh?"
"My grandma is dead."
"Ah?" Ning Yehong was shocked, "This... this... Amitabha, then why are you still standing here? Why don't you go back to mourn him as soon as possible?"
Mourning?
Since the father and son were sent to the guillotine on Wednesday, Song Che has never returned to Zhou's house.
No one in the Zhou family hopes that the old lady will die soon, but Zhou and his son are more courageous than others.
Now that the old lady is really dead and the Zhou family's business has suffered another setback, the family must be in chaos.
Anyway, in Song Che's eyes, eradicating the Japanese pirates was easier than dealing with the Zhou family's troubles.
"The ship is coming." Song Che said calmly and walked downstairs.
"What?"
"The passenger ship from Suzhou is coming."
The heavy rain only lasted one day, and the canal did not flood. Based on Shen Wenjun's feelings for her grandmother, she would come immediately after hearing the news of the funeral. Calculating the time, it should be this passenger ship.
Song Che rented a carriage and when he rushed to the dock, he happened to meet Shen Wenjun and his mother-in-law Zhou Yumei getting off the boat.
"Husband!"
Shen Wenjun almost pounced on us, "Mom was worried earlier. The family was busy with funerals and no one came to pick us up. I said that my husband would be waiting for us at the pier. No, you are really there."
Song Che opened Shen Wenjun's sleeves and saw that the wound was scabbed and dry, then he smiled with relief, called his mother-in-law to get in the carriage, and rushed to the Zhou family's funeral.
Ning Yehong was so unique among the crowd, but her eyes were only fixed on Song Che and Shen Wenjun, who were leaning on each other on the car's shaft. This time, it was outright jealousy.
She laughed to herself, disappeared into the sea of people, and disappeared.
…
The Zhou mansion is covered with white silk, and the whole family wears linen and wears mourning.
The old lady's body was placed in Hong'en Pavilion, and all her children and grandchildren gathered in the hall.
The mother-in-law didn't even have time to put on her mourning clothes. She got off the carriage and went straight to the attic. When she saw the old lady lying in the coffin, she burst out crying, "Mother! My daughter is unfilial and I couldn't see you for the last time." !”
Shen Wenjun also knelt in front of the coffin and wiped away tears while Song Che silently burned paper money.
"Fourth sister, please express my condolences..." Several eldest brothers and sisters-in-law came forward to comfort me one after another.
"Sister-in-law, second brother, mother, do you have any last words when she leaves?" Zhou Yumei asked, wiping away tears.
The old lady was furious to death. Not to mention her last words, there must have been a lot of complaints.
"This..." The descendants in the hall faltered for a long time, but it was my aunt Zheng Xiu'e who stood up first, wiping her tears and said: "Mother said, please let us descendants live in harmony and stop fighting each other... But, Now that the Zhou family’s reputation has been ruined, how can they continue to do business?”
"That's right. Nowadays, as soon as the Zhou family business opens, there will be people who come to throw dirty water and abuse. Our Zhou family's century-old business is probably going to collapse." Second uncle Zhou Gui glanced at Song Che when he spoke. of.
The whole family was crying, but how many tears fell from emotion?
What they cried was not that their mother was angry to death, but that the Zhou family was about to collapse and their life of fine clothing and fine food was over.
"Fourth sister. Fifth sister is far away in Jingzhou. She has suffered from the war and cannot share the burden with the family. Now only you, the Shen family, can help the Zhou family overcome this difficulty. For the sake of brother and sister, can you help me?" What Zhou Gui had been holding back for a long time finally came out.
"Ah? This..." Zhou Yumei looked at her daughter and son-in-law, "My Shen family is in Suzhou. Compared with my parents' family, I am a little witch and a big witch. How can I help you?"
"Isn't there Song Xian's nephew?" The eyes of several elders were all focused on Song Che.
Zheng Xiu'e said: "Song Xian's nephew is a genius in business. In just half a month, he made the deserted shops known throughout the city."
Zhou Gui continued: "Yes, yes, I won the first prize in the Pearl Conference!"
Zhou Shijie touched his chest and coughed twice, "If my brother-in-law hadn't gotten rid of the trouble for the Zhou family, I would have lost my life. My brother-in-law is my savior!"
Song Che had ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart. He remembered that when he first came to Zhou's house, these people didn't have a good attitude.
"Brothers and sisters-in-law, sisters-in-law, uncles and aunts, our family business has declined over the years, and there is nothing I can do about it," Song Che waved his hand and said, "I can't help, I can't help..."
"I can help, I can help!" Zheng Xiu'e came up and said with a smile: "My good nephew-in-law, my aunt is always very talkative and rarely asks for help. You are always thinking of me." For the sake of your family, can you help us?"
"Yes, my nephew-in-law, the old lady entrusted her palm print to my little sister before she died." Zhou Gui glanced at Zhou Yazhao and said: "I know that my nephew-in-law has a close relationship with my little sister. Even if you don't help, We should also find ways to help her, right?"
Therefore, Song Che was reluctant to step into the Zhou family's door, especially the two elders in front of him, who revealed hypocrisy in every word.
I don't think so.
"My nephew, you are really full of ambition but not strong enough!"
