Thinking of this, I miss my mother more and more. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAlthough after the divorce, her mother scolded her many times and forced her to pester her father for money, although she was bored, she could also understand her mother's unwillingness to let go.

Yes, I worked hard and became a yellow-faced mother-in-law, and in the end, my husband was ungrateful, kicked away, cheated and divorced, married a young and beautiful mistress, and lived a happy life.

And the mother, who works two odd jobs, gets up early and works late for the livelihood of the mother and son.

It's not that she hasn't resented her mother's incompetence. Divorce is divorced, don't be entangled anymore, don't be obsessed with hope, and don't look for him with contempt.

She has even thought about it, and when she is admitted to a good university, she will move out of City A with her mother and go to the location of the university, where her mother works, she works part-time, earns money and spends it together, depends on each other, and lives a good life from now on.

If she can meet the right person, her mother can accept it if she remarries, but now, if she is good, the white-haired person sends the black-haired person, I don't know if my mother can accept this blow......

He Jiaxian became more and more sad, his eyes were red from crying, and he couldn't hold back his voice and mourn silently.

She suddenly remembered a sentence she had read recently: A penitent husband is looking for a marquis.

Isn't my mother's life a true portrayal of this sentence?

Uncle Huang and Aunt Huang were immersed in grief by themselves, thinking that He Jiaxian was crying for his son, but he didn't pay attention.

The words to be said will be reduced to ashes and burned in the flames. Aunt Huang got up and said, "Go back." ”

Huang Bo hesitated a little and said, "But Huang Que hasn't come yet, let's ...... He's coming every year. ”

Aunt Huang seemed to have a look of regret on her face, looked around for a while, sighed, and approached Huang Bodao: "Don't wait." She glanced at He Jiaxian lovingly, and lowered her voice: "Second Miss almost lost her life last time, yesterday she finally begged us to bring her out, and today she surrendered her identity like this, worshipping for Wang'er, I ...... I can't really let her go back after giving Wang'er a grave. After that, her voice was slightly raised: "Madame told me in private, telling us to lead the carriage and walk slowly down the street, so that the second lady can open the curtain and take a closer look at the excitement outside." Just don't make a noise, I'm afraid that the old man will be angry if he finds out. The latter sentence was said to He Jiaxian.

He Jiaxian saw them whispering, and glanced at himself a few times while talking, and couldn't help but prick up his ears and listen quietly, vaguely understanding what they meant, and his heart was clear, so he only kept it for the time being, but he was closer to the Xu family in his heart.

After the old couple finished discussing, they came over and packed their things to leave, and He Jiaxian obediently got into the carriage.

Just after a few steps, the carriage stopped again, and a clear and uninhibited man's voice came in: "Uncle and aunt, why are you still driving the car today?"

It sounded like Uncle Huang jumped out of the car, and said a little eagerly: "I thought you weren't coming, your aunt and I are looking forward to you." ”

"I have something to look forward to. The man's words were full of disdain: "What do you want from me? I don't have the money to honor you two elders, but the bundle of wealth and nobility has not yet been settled." ”

He paused and said loudly: "Uncle, why don't you tell your master to save us from the shackles of wealth and nobility." ”

He Jiaxian knew that the bundle was the meaning of tuition, and he couldn't help but be full of disgust for this person. Uncle Huang and Aunt Huang are not Qianzhuang, why do they cry poor when they meet?

Moreover, as a subordinate, if you open your mouth and ask the master's family to reduce this or that, your face will inevitably be too big, not to mention that the school is a public in the city, not a private one opened by He Runian.

Uncle Huang was really embarrassed, and he hesitated for a while before he said: "My lord has always been fair and strict, and his style is well-known in the city, and he will never show favoritism." ”

He Jiaxian only heard the man sneer, and seemed to be full of disdain. Aunt Huang hurriedly played a round and said: "There are not many rich and noble bonds, I still have a little savings with your uncle, and the children can't delay going to school, you have to come to the city empty." ”

The man sneered more and more: "Just your little money? Fugui is going to school in the city, should I accompany him to eat and live? Do you want to buy him clothes? I can't let people laugh at him!" he said a few words close to Huang Bo's ear.

He Jiaxian sat in the carriage and couldn't see it, Huang Bo's face turned red because of these words, and his eyes turned red suddenly: "Don't talk nonsense." ”

"Haha, am I talking nonsense, you will all know by then, paper can't contain fire. The man laughed lightly: "My good uncle, you are really loyal to the Lord!"

He Jiaxian couldn't help it when he heard this, looked at Aunt Huang sitting beside her with an embarrassed and ashamed look, and opened the curtain and said, "As a slave, shouldn't you be loyal to your master." On the contrary, a dignified seven-foot man, gossiping behind his back, reaching out to the elders to ask for money, not being filial to the elderly, and not being able to support the children, I don't know, there is still a face here!"

The man was caught off guard, and when he heard this reprimand, he was taken aback at first, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that it was a woman with a girl's hair in a bun, and hurriedly turned away, ignoring the incivility.

He Jiaxian was a little bored after speaking, she thought that he would be angry and angry to defend herself, or shout and insult herself—she was even ready to refute him!

At this moment, seeing that he was not annoyed by his disrespectful words, but turned his back and did not look at herself-she didn't know that this was the etiquette of men and women's defense, and she couldn't help but feel like her fist was hitting the cotton, just afraid that another moment, she would be annoyed and angry!

He Jiaxian forced himself to calm down, lowered the curtain with a cold snort, didn't look at him, and made up his mind not to pay attention to it anymore.

This man was born with a bookish and angry face, a beautiful face, and a gentle demeanor, but he didn't expect that one mouth was the posture of a hooligan in the market.

Only then did the man turn around and suddenly speak: "Fang is ...... "He often went to visit the He family, although he had never seen it, but the three young ladies of the He family still heard it. The eldest lady is married, the second lady is allowed, and the third lady is fast and lively.

Although it was only a glance, it was clear that the face of the talented woman was not immature enough, and her temperament was not clever enough, but she was bookish as rumored by the outside world, which was easy to guess.

There is no need to ask Uncle Huang for verification below, so he clasped his fists outside and said loudly: "Everyone says that the second lady of the He family is knowledgeable, and when I saw it today, she really lived up to her reputation, and she spoke in a set of ways, and she was admired by Xiaosheng." It's just that I don't know, Miss He's words, will she dare to say to Ling Zun in the future?"

"Why don't you dare? My father sat up straight, and never greedy for small gains. ”

Through this period of time, He Jiaxian still knows something about He Runian, a cheap father. In the mouth of his mother, he is a well-mannered scholar who can afford to raise a good child at home; in the mouth of Huang Bo, he is a kind and gentle old man, who treats his subordinates like a warm spring breeze and never puts on a show; in the mouth of He Jiahui, he is a stern and a somewhat excessive father, and when he is in a good mood, he is also very loving, and cares for his daughter, even if he is occasionally dissatisfied, he rarely gets angry.

The man snorted coldly, with a lot of sneers between his eyebrows, and slowly said with a little provocation: "Wait a few months, you still have the face to say this!"

This is to scold people. Uncle Huang let out a displeased "uh-huh", and said slightly angrily: "Huang Que, don't be rude in front of the second lady!"

The man didn't expect Huang Bo to scold him, his face was unbearable, and he was about to get angry, but he only quieted down after thinking of something for a while: "I'll go to my cousin's grave, you guys go first." ”

Huang Bo looked at him, sighed, shook his head and said, "Don't be obsessed with it all the time, just say if you lack money, no matter how bad it is, there will be us." ”

No matter how He Jiaxian listened to Uncle Huang's tone, he was like rushing to beg the nephew named Huang Que, and he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart. The old couple lost their son themselves, and they are afraid that the only hope for the elderly in the future is this nephew.

But in her opinion, this Huang Que doesn't look like a reliable person.

In the end, it is someone's housework.

He Jiaxian closed his eyes and deliberately didn't look at Aunt Huang's embarrassed expression.

Because Huang Que made such a fuss, Huang Bo was so worried that he hurriedly drove the carriage to a secluded place on the long street and stopped, and finally couldn't help it: "I still have to go and see." ”

Aunt Huang seemed to have thought of it a long time ago, and whispered: "Then I and the second miss are waiting for you here, you go and come back quickly." ”

The two of them sat bored for a while, and a gust of wind from a few people chattering beside the carriage passed: "Let's go, the second young master of the Fang family heard that there was a fight with someone in his own rouge shop, let's go and take a look." ”

"What's the hurry, Fang Xiang can't pave more than two steps, and he will be there soon. The other person smiled: "I see if you are looking at Second Young Master Fang is fake, and I want to take the opportunity to see if the top brand of Yihong Courtyard Cuiqiao he is carrying by his side is real." ”

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