Zheng Yunniang didn't care, Thursday Lang didn't want to go to her room, and she never invited her.

The old lady of the Zhou family wanted to give Zhou Lang a concubine, and she was not sad, so she turned her head and wanted to go down to Zhang Luo.

She is talented and brilliant, and she is as good as Miss Zheng, but she never wants to show it in front of Thursday Lang.

Her embroidery level is first-class, and she is in a class of her own, and her female celebrity cooking skills are even better, but she doesn't make a single thing for Thursday Lang.

Thursday Lang was immersed in his own sadness and did not want to see her goodness.

She also seems to have a pair of unicorn gold armor, which can be immune to all of Thurshiro's unpretentious injuries.

The two are not like husband and wife, but more like enemies.

One keeps wanting to hurt the other party, so as to show his deep affection for his deceased wife.

One is left to your wind and rain, and I will not move.

If you want to say who is more skilled, it's probably Thursday Lang!

Although Zheng Yunniang does not have the love of Zhou Lang, she can still take care of this family in an orderly manner.

But people always need a little fate between them.

Zheng Yunniang, who is invincible in getting along with others, is more like a housekeeper who takes care of chores than a member of it in this family.

Zhou Jiao naturally treated her the same.

She is young, and she was brought up by her grandmother, so she also has a lot of dislikes for Zheng Yunniang.

But Zheng Yunniang treats her differently from Thursday Lang.

Sometimes, even if she speaks ill of her, she will feed her the medicinal food she doesn't like to eat.

Sometimes, despite her opposition, I must take her out for a tour......

The old lady of the Zhou family was very wary of this, as if she was going to kill Zhou Jiao!

She didn't explain or resist, but she would still take care of me next time.

The days passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was time for the New Year.

Zheng Yunniang's methods of governing the family are clever, although she is not loved by everyone, but she still makes everyone have a comfortable year.

Even the old lady of the Zhou family, who had complained about her for more than half a year, gave her a few good faces.

Zheng Yunniang's life seems to be better than before.

But in an instant, it disappeared like a mist when the sun rose.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year that year, when Thursday Lang came back from drinking outside, he stumbled and fell into the lake.

The servants who followed jumped in to look for it, but what they found was a cold corpse.

A thin layer of ice formed on the surface of the lake in winter, burying the unwavering love of Thursday Lang, maybe Thursday Lang was also awake when he was in the lake, but he never struggled.

The old lady of the Zhou family didn't come up in one breath when she heard the bad news, and she also followed her son who had been spoiled all her life.

The atmosphere that the Zhou family had just eased for two days also became weird.

Zheng Yunniang was alone, and began to take care of the crying Zhou Jiao while taking care of the funerals of Zhou Lang and the old lady of the Zhou family.

At this time, there were rumors about her outside, all of them were hard, Kefu, less than a year after she got married, her husband and mother-in-law were all dead.

Zheng Yunniang was very annoyed by this, and drove out all the servants at home and outside.

With a group of servants, he personally ran to the patriarch's house to ask for an explanation, and the people in the clan ran to see the excitement, but they didn't want to be choked by Zheng Yunniang's words.

She was plain white, without gold or silver, without crying or making trouble, and stood in the courtyard of the patriarch's house surrounded by others, ignoring the ridicule of everyone and arguing with everyone.

She is brilliant in writing, quoting scriptures, and even the most old-fashioned old pedant in the clan argues that she can't do it.

No matter whether the person is reasonable or not, reasonable or unreasonable, she can say that the other party is speechless.

Her strength finally made most of the people regress, and the remaining small part also returned because the Zhou Lang line had already returned to the ancestral field.

Zheng Yunniang stood there like this, like a mountain, blocking all the gossip and organs.

No one expected that this turmoil would end in such a way.

Zhou Jiao didn't understand why Zheng Yunniang did this, she didn't expect what kind of greedy faces those uncles and grandparents who greeted her when they came to the door in previous years, she only felt that Zheng Yunniang had lost the face of her family.

Her husband and mother-in-law are in mourning, she doesn't honestly close the door and thank guests, she even goes out to quarrel with others!

She did not comfort Zheng Yunniang, who was tired after she came back, but stood in front of her, as the old lady of the Zhou family had done it thousands of times, accusing her of being strong.

Zheng Yunniang looked at her quietly, without the slightest warmth in her eyes, and never explained the reason to her, just quietly and without saying a word.

How else!

How can you tell her that your Zhou family doesn't even want decency in order to covet our orphans and widows?

Do you say that the family is scattered and just waiting to see our jokes?

Do you think they want to force me away so that they can take care of you?

Or if I am driven away, you are not as good as your short-lived mother, I am afraid that I will not be able to get married?

So she didn't say anything, as always, just silently doing what she was doing, and she was indifferent to whatever Zhou Jiao said.

Time flickered to Shangyuan.

Although the old lady of the Zhou family and Thursday Lang have been buried, it is still early for the end of the mourning period.

Because of the declining population at home, the relationship between the mourning period is extremely deserted.

It snowed on the day of the Shangyuan Festival, and Zhou Jiao was not in good health and almost couldn't get out of bed.

She was irritable early in the morning, and she was angry with the little girl who took care of her.

Zheng Yunniang, who came to see her, just heard it, she softened her heart for a while, thinking that the child had no blood relatives in this world, and patiently comforted Zhou Jiao.

didn't want to get a scolding from Zhou Jiao in exchange for splitting her head and covering her face.

said that she was a hard-nosed husband, so she shouldn't be married, and she couldn't get a man when she married, otherwise how could she let her father stay in a restaurant every day......

He also said that she would make her grandmother angry, that she was not virtuous, that she was not filial.

also said that she showed up to quarrel with others during the mourning period, saying that she was a mourning star, and even her own sister was restrained in order to marry......

She couldn't remember how many hurtful things she had said, she just relied on her youth to be fearless.

That day was the first time Zhou Jiao saw Zheng Yunniang angry, her face was calm, she didn't say a word, and Zhou Jiao was locked up.

turned around and changed all the little girls who took care of her.

Zhou Jiao cried for an afternoon, and after crying enough, she found that all the people around her had changed, so she was angry and went to Zheng Yunniang to theorize regardless of her body.

At that time, the snow in the sky had stopped, and the people who usually swept the snow had been driven out.

The entire courtyard was covered with snow, and Zhou Jiao shivered with cold.

She went aggressively and saw Zheng Yunniang, who was wearing a white cloak and standing alone in the corridor.

She was cold and thin, haggard without makeup, and she was reading a small poem in her mouth, lonely and lonely, she was like this, she was something that Zhou Jiao had never seen before.

But Zhou Jiao only cared about getting angry, and had a big fight with Zheng Yunniang in the cold winter wind, but she never asked a word.

Isn't she sad too......

Because of this, she was locked up for three months, locked up in the room all day to copy books, and when she was released, the begonias at the door were opened.

She stood under the corridor that had just fallen after the spring rain and thought a little sullenly, she should have made a false deal with that Zheng Yunniang first......

Otherwise, it is yourself who suffers!

After figuring this out, she no longer spoke harshly as usual, but instead stared at Zheng Yunniang tightly with that slightly hostile look every day.

Don't speak, don't resist, let her fiddle.