Zhao Shinan was numbly drinking wine at the table, looking at the woman shrunk on the bed, all that was shaking in his mind was the slender figure, swaying in a red wedding dress, avoiding him, playing chess with him cunningly------- his heart hurt so much that he had to drink desperately, as if it didn't hurt so much.

The Zhao family must have a future, in order to continue the business, in order to be able to get the right ancestors, children, children, just for this child, how many calculations have been eaten back and forth, but in the end, there is no possibility of having children with her in this life. In that case, what difference does it make with whom? He shook to the bed, grabbed the Poria that was shrinking back, and pressed it.

Poria cocos had no one to do, and she had already shivered into a ball, and tears that had already hurt came out when Zhao Shinan forced her enter, but she didn't dare to scream, she just bit her lip with tears. This familiar forbearance made Zhao Shinan feel a pain in his heart, closed his eyes, and the movements under him eased.

Poria changed her shotgun the next day, yesterday's clothes had been changed to bright crimson brocade, her slender face was full of redness, and the bangs in front of her forehead were combed to the back, revealing a smooth forehead. Mallow looked at it for a while, it was simply a demonstration to her.

The girls on the road all said hello to Poria Cocos, and Poria was a little flattered, and the girls who were still burning the fire together yesterday lowered their eyebrows when they saw her today. Poria went to the old lady early in the morning to say goodbye, the old lady couldn't close her mouth with joy, branched out the people around her, and asked Poria cocos: "How is it?"

Poria cringed and said, "The young master is very good." ”

Mrs. Zhao took Poria's hand and smiled, "That's good." On the one hand, he taught Poria the experience of raising the waist to conceive, and on the other hand, he asked his mother-in-law to find a good place for Poria to settle. Now that Du Heng is gone, the courtyard is empty. Mallow moved back to the earlier courtyard, and Poria was arranged to the Jade Pavilion a little farther away. The monthly money for food and clothing is the same as that of the mallow wife, and the people are instructed to call her the third wife. Everyone understands that the breath that Mrs. Zhao is holding in her heart, and the position of the second wife is to be left to whom.

Zhao Shinan seems to be interested in Poria Cocos, since he received Poria Cocos, in addition to going to the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, he always goes to Poria Cocos when he comes back, looking for joy every night. The girls and mothers-in-law who serve all have straight waists. In less than a month, Poria Cocos's original yellow muscles have long faded, and the whole person is refreshed, and her white face is a little ruddy. Everyone sighed that Zhao Shinan was really a hero in the dust, so many women, at first glance, they picked the crumpled Poria cocos, but they had a meek charm when they were trained.

Several girls who used to be good with Poria secretly asked her with envy, whether the young master was okay and how to treat her. Poria always bowed her head and was silent, and when she asked in a hurry, she only said that the young master was very good. What can she say? Outsiders only saw the young master come back and entered her room, who knows when the young master was not drunk and willing to press her under him, calling "Heng'er" one after another, and the voice was as desolate as a wolf in the night.

Two months later, it's time for the New Year again. The Zhao Mansion was full of jubilation. Poria was pregnant, and Mrs. Zhao was overjoyed, and begged God and Buddha all day long to thank her ancestors for blessing. The eldest grandson she had been looking forward to for several years was beckoning to her. Hurriedly ordered someone to make a room for Poria in her yard, and she had to take care of it herself. There must be no shortfalls.

When the next person went to inform Zhao Shinan, Zhao Shinan was playing a game of drinking and rolling dice with the little ones in the Yihong Pavilion, and when he heard the news, he only raised his eyebrows lightly: "Got it." "The next person saw that the young master had no intention of going back, so he had to retire first. There was a clever little guy who smiled: "Congratulations to Boss Zhao for having a noble son." ”

Zhao Shinan sneered, threw the dice cup on the table hard, got up and pulled a girl upstairs: "Let's go, continue drinking, it's noisy here." Leaving the little guy who had just slapped the sycophants, his face was red and white for a while. Is there a mistake with this joy? A knowing face next to her pushed her: "He won't go back, it's clear that this child is not rare, what are you congratulating on? ”

And Du Heng was in the courtyard of Beiping, although the charcoal fire was very strong, he was still cold and shrunk in the quilt, and said to Futaba: "The winter in Beiping is really cold. ”

Shuangye hands, the two people in the south of the Yangtze River, where did they suffer from the severe cold of Beiping, Shuangye sandwiched a few more pieces of charcoal, and recently the charcoal fire money is almost gone, Shuangye went out and asked Dongsang: "When will you go back to Yangzhou, or send a telegram to the young master, ask for some money." Don't you want to buy charcoal, don't you want to celebrate the New Year?"

Dongsang sighed: "I'll go back." I've already sent two telegrams to the young master before, but there has been no response. ”

Futaba's anger arched: "What do you mean, did the young master let us not live?"

Dongsang pursed his lips and sighed: "What are you doing with such a big fire, carefully young grandma is sad to hear." Two days ago, I saw a fellow villager in Yangzhou, saying that the young master is very ridiculous now, and every day in addition to the Qinglou is a restaurant. You can buy five girls' spring in one night, how can you say that the young master has the heart to read the telegram. I guess I haven't even seen it. ”

Futaba glared at Dongsang: "You yourself have a small voice, you are deaf and blind." I've been killed by you. Saying that, he turned around and went back, leaving only Dongsan who was pulling his ears inexplicably, was the sound really loud?

The voices of the two were not small, Du Heng listened to a few words in the room, and he only felt sad, the pain had already been numb, what about Qinglou, that was his true color. What does it have to do with yourself? Thinking about it, I went straight to the bed and drilled again, winter, hurry over.

Dongsang bought a train ticket to Nanjing two days later and returned to Yangzhou. After entering Zhao's house, Zhao Shinan was not there, and when Mrs. Zhao heard that Dongsang was back, she called him over and asked: "It's inconvenient for me to ask others, you are a servant of the family, and I won't see you outside, but you can tell me, why is the young grandmother still in Beiping, what happened?"

Dong Sang's eyes rolled, since the young master didn't tell the old lady that he was still provincial, he coped: "The young grandmother is not in good health, and the young master said to stay in Beiping to raise." ”

"Have you learned to play this trick in front of me?" Say, what's going on!" Mrs. Zhao slapped the table, her expression a little stern. But helplessly, Dongsang was like a loach, hiding left and right, just not telling the truth, Mrs. Zhao had no tricks, so she had to give up.

Dongsang waited for a day, and Zhao Shinan finally came back in the evening, and when he saw Dongsang's brows, his heart sank: "Why did you come back?"

Dong Sang said: "The charcoal money is gone, less-" He just wanted to talk about the young grandmother, but he was afraid of violating the young master's taboo, so he changed his words, "Everyone is freezing to death." ”

Zhao Shinan's heart, which was wrapped in several layers of ice shell, actually hurt, *** it still hurts, he beat his chest hard, raised his hand and said, "Find the account room to pay the silver." ”

Dongsang turned around to go out, Zhao Shinan suddenly stopped him, and after a long time, he seemed to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth: "She, okay?" After speaking, he waved his hand violently: "Let's go out." ”

Dongsang's mouth opened and closed, and he stomped his foot and said, "It's not good, the young master knows." With that, he turned and slipped out the door.

Dongsang was in a hurry to return to Beiping the next day after receiving the money, and there were still a bunch of people waiting for money to keep warm. Mrs. Zhao was too worried, and secretly sent a grandmother-in-law behind Zhao Shinan to Beiping to follow her, she wanted to see what Du Heng was doing.

Dongsang was hindered by the majesty of the old lady, and did not dare to resist, so he had to take the train from Yangzhou to Nanjing. Grandma Sun didn't know what to do, but she nodded obediently.

When I arrived in Beiping, my grandmother went to see Du Heng: "The old lady asked me to take care of the young grandmother for a while, and I went back a year ago." "It's less than half a month before the Chinese New Year, and it's clear that I'm here to explore the truth, so why bother to take care of it, it's awkward to hear. Du Heng only nodded and let her out.

Du Heng is now obsessed with making tiger head shoes worn by children, and after learning how to do it with his subordinates, he will make a pair and put it there, connecting pairs of them, as if he can see a small foot running out of a string of roads. The more you do, the longer that road seems. Du Heng is just more diligent.

Futaba was afraid that Du Heng would see things and think about people, so he persuaded him a few times, but seeing Du Heng's cheerfulness, he couldn't bear to persuade again.

Grandma Sun lived here for a few days, and when she saw the situation, she also understood that Du Heng had completely fallen out of favor, and her food and clothing had been reduced, because it was very difficult to reach out and ask for money. It's just that I don't know why the young grandmother always likes to make children's shoes, and I asked other people if the young grandmother had it, and they all said no. Others refused to say more. Seeing that the Chinese New Year was approaching, and she couldn't figure it out for a while, Grandma Sun said goodbye to Du Heng and prepared to go back early.

Du Heng was making shoes, looked up at her and nodded, "Go back, it's okay." ”

Grandma Sun thanked her, and when she saw the fine needlework made by Du Heng, she couldn't help but reach out and take out a pair of fiddling: "Young grandma has good craftsmanship, who will make it for?"

Du Heng was stunned for a moment, yes, who did it himself, and said leisurely for a while: "Let's do it and see." ”

Grandma sighed: "It's still such a hard workmanship, this needle embroidery." ”

Du Heng said lightly: "If you like it, take it back and wear it for your grandchildren." ”

Grandma Sun was flattered, she happened to have a little grandson, took a pair of hands to play with, and couldn't help but say: "Since the young grandmother said so, I will no longer give in, take two pairs back." Keep a pair for yourself and give a pair to the old lady, she can use it. After speaking, he suddenly felt that he had lost his mouth, and he hurriedly stopped talking.

Du Heng's heart suddenly burst into shape, and he raised his eyes and asked her, "What is the use of the old lady wanting this?"

Grandma Sun gritted her teeth, anyway, it has become a fact, if she doesn't say it, it will reach the ears of the young grandmother sooner or later, and she can't help but say: "The young master accepted Poria Cocos as the third wife, and Poria Cocos is already pregnant." ”

The needle in Du Heng's hand pierced his hand, and blood came out, but he didn't feel pain, but just looked at his grandmother blankly: "The young master has an heir?"