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Mrs. Yao's house only has two ice basins, although it can go away from some heat, but it is definitely not cool.

But for Mrs. Shizi, this is where she falls into the ice cellar.

It seems that this moment is not a scorching heat, but a cold winter with a howling north wind.

She looked at Mrs. Yao San with kind eyes in front of her, and couldn't help but tremble, her heart felt like a big hole had been dug.

Tears, hard to suppress.

Mrs. Shizi saw Mrs. Yao San, but she also saw herself.

I lost my son when I lost myself.

It's been a year, and Jin Shang has been dead for a year.

During this year, Mrs. Shizi lived like a year, as if a lifetime had passed.

It's just that the heart-rending pain at that time is as vivid as yesterday.

Mrs. Shizi's feet were soft, if it weren't for the eldest grandmother of the Jin family, she would have almost fallen to the ground.

In her mind, all that was left was the scene when Jin Shang was carried back.

Jin Shang died in Rouge Hutong, and when he was brought back, he was already cold and stiff, and he didn't leave her a word.

Her son left too quickly and suddenly.

Whenever I think about it, it hurts like slashing my heart and lungs.

This kind of pain, if it is not a woman who has lost her flesh and bones, will not understand.

Mrs. Shizi's eyes were blurry, and she opened her mouth, wanting to say something to Mrs. Yao San, but finally swallowed it all.

She is still different from Mrs. Yao San.

She also has an eldest son, as well as Jin Huan, and she still has sustenance and reliance in her life, while Mrs. Yao San has only one son, Yao Ba.

Thinking of this, a sharp light flashed in Mrs. Shizi's eyes, she held the hand of the eldest grandmother of the Jin family, staggered out of the inner room, and did not look at the little uncle and lady sitting on the chair of the eight immortals in the bright room, and went straight out of the room.

Standing in the middle of the courtyard, feeling the scorching sun, the coldness on the body faded little by little, making people's thoughts slowly clear.

Mrs. Shizi took a few deep breaths, and her heart was extremely determined.

She wants to protect Jin Huan, try every means to protect Jin Huan, she has no Jin Shang, how can she lose her daughter again?

The pain of Jin Shang's death, she never, absolutely never tasted it again.

Even if the Xing'an Bo Mansion will send Mrs. Yao San away, even if Jin Huan stays here, there may not be an accident, but Mrs. Shizi is unwilling to gamble.

In other words, she wants to put Jin Huan under her nose, she wants to look at her daughter, she wants to spread her wings like a hen, protect the chick under her wings, and shelter her from the wind and rain.

As long as Jin Huan is safe, as long as Jin Huan is not wronged, she can do whatever she wants.

She can kneel down and beg Mrs. Pingyang Hou, Mrs. Xing Anbo, and the Queen Mother, she is willing to do anything.

After thinking about this thoroughly, Mrs. Shizi took the hand of the eldest grandmother of the Jin family and returned to Jin Huan's house.

Jin Huan was still asleep, and Mrs. Shizi sat down on the edge of the bed, her eyes were as gentle as water, and she carefully traced her daughter's facial features.

She chuckled.

Motherhood is rigid, that's it.

The eldest grandmother of the Jin family is a transparent person, and when she sees her mother-in-law showing such a look, she knows what the other party is thinking.

The two returned to the Hou Mansion in Pingyang, and Mrs. Shizi did not delay for a moment and went to Mrs. Hou.

Mrs. Hou closed her eyes and recuperated, and when she heard footsteps, she raised her eyelids.

Mrs. Shizi saluted and said, "Mother-in-law, Huan'er is so thin that I don't dare to admit it, I see it in my eyes and hurt in my heart."

I won't talk about those false things, Huan'er said, she wants to go home, and I really want to take her back.

My in-laws are crazy, I went to see her, she was really crazy, I wanted to cry when I saw her like that, I also died a son, I knew what it was like, it was really like cutting off the flesh of the internal organs piece by piece.

The meaning of the little uncle and his wife, after the uncle broke off the seventh, he would send his in-laws to Zhuangzi, after all, he had to give an explanation to the in-laws.

Mother-in-law, I pondered, as soon as my in-laws' wife left, our Huan'er was in such a situation, and I am afraid that life in my mother-in-law's house will be difficult.

Let's take her back, I don't have a son, how can I be willing to suffer for her again?

In case, if I really send a white-haired person to a black-haired person again, I—I don't want to live anymore! ”

The more Mrs. Shizi spoke, the more sad she became, tears fell, she was not acting, she was really like a knife.

Mrs. Hou gritted her back molars, pointed at Mrs. Shizi and said, "Confused! What do you say to me? If you feel sorry for the debt collector, I won't feel sorry for me?

Huan'er is arrogant, is it bad, when I hate it, I wish Xing'an Bofu would teach her a lesson for us, but to tell the truth, I am a black-hearted and black-lunged person, hoping that she will have an accident?

You, you!

You shouldn't have come to me, I'm embarrassing me! ”

Mrs. Shizi threw herself on the couch and cried bitterly: "Mother-in-law, as long as you nod, I will go to Xing Amber Mansion, I will kneel down and beg them, as long as Huan'er can come back, I will ......"

"You're wrong," Mrs. Pingyang Hou shook her head with a wry smile, "You're wrong, it's not just Xing'anbo Mansion that is blocking the road......"

"Cining Palace? I'm going to beg the Queen Mother! Mrs. Shizi said excitedly.

If you can get a few words from the queen mother, even if it is not supportive, Mrs. Shizi can take the chicken feathers as an arrow and take Jin Huan back.

Mrs. Pingyang Hou lowered the corners of her mouth and said word by word: "It's Brother Shang's daughter-in-law." You want to take Huan'er home, what about Brother Shang's daughter-in-law? ”

Mrs. Shizi's body was stunned, like five thunderbolts, and she suddenly understood the joints.

is also because of the death of her husband in the outer room, Jin Huan has not even passed 7749 days, and she has to take her back to her parents' house, but Mu Lianhui is still mourning, and even has to live in Pingyang Bofu for a lifetime.

Such a difference, in the eyes of the people in Beijing, is really very different.

What will others say, and what will Cining Palace think?

As soon as Mu Lianhui was in the Pingyang Hou Mansion, the Xing'an Bo Mansion could use this as an excuse to fiercely refuse the request of the Pingyang Hou Mansion.

"That, that ...... her," said Mrs. Shiko, and swallowed herself again halfway through her words.

After Jin is gone, the Pingyang Marquis Mansion still wants Mu Lianhui to pass on a son to Jin Shang to inherit incense, how can she let her go home?

In front of them, there is a fork in the road.

left Mu Lianhui, took over the stepchildren, and left Jinhuan at her in-law's house;

took Jin Huan back, sent Mu Lianhui away, and didn't care about Jin Shang's incense;

Mrs. Shizi sat slumped on the ground, dazed.

Why did things become such a dilemma, and what was she going to do?

She raised her head and looked blankly at Mrs. Pingyang Hou: "I, I ......"

Seeing her like this, Mrs. Pingyang Hou let out a long sigh. (To be continued.) )