The nightmarish changes in Shanghai did not reach Beiping, and the Zhou family compound was still immersed in the joy of Ruikang's newlyweds, and even the people under them were richly rewarded.

Zhou Fu was officially promoted by Master Zhou to become the chief housekeeper of the Zhou family, taking care of the inside and outside of the Zhou family, big and small, his ability and diligence made the second elder of the Zhou family worry a lot.

"Master, this is half a year's rent in Xiaoliuzhuang, Baishuizhuang, Shangfeng Village, and Yongfu Village, and several shops in the city have basically been collected, but Boss Zhang of Zhang Ji Shoe Store was gone last month, and he was swept up by the guys, and now there is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl left helpless to support her, I look really pitiful, so I didn't urge her."

"Well, it's right, our Zhou family will never be in a desperate situation, you ask that girl what her plans are? If there are any relatives in the family, we can pay for her to go to the store, and we will take back the shop, and if she wants to continue renting the shop, then we can waive her rent for three months......"

"Sir!" Mrs. Zhou interrupted him and pouted dissatisfiedly: "It's different now, now we can't even meet the expenses of our own family, why do you want to open a good church?" You see, only four of the eight Zhuangzi were collected, two were empty, and two were deserted. We still have a large family to raise......"

"And what do you want? Kick people away? Driving people to death? Master Zhou suddenly frowned and glanced at Mrs. Zhou.

"What's your tantrum? I'm just telling the facts. After Ruikang and Ruojun ran away from home after the New Year, Mrs. Zhou obviously felt that Master Zhou was no longer as obedient to him as before, he often looked at himself with a suspicious eye, and always denied some of his own opinions.

"Okay, okay, you just take care of the affairs at home, and I will take care of the outside affairs with Zhou Fuhui." Master Zhou waved his hand impatiently.

Mrs. Zhou didn't know that the mystery ten years ago had gradually become a shadow in Mr. Zhou's heart, since he knew that Quexi was not half-hearted at all, his mind kept recalling the tenderness and sweetness that the two had that day, Quexi's shy and supple demeanor has been lingering in his heart, every time he saw that exquisite cigarette pouch, he had deep regret in his heart, and he was full of doubts about the tragedy ten years ago, why did Quexi commit suicide back then? Why did Yanxi spread rumors about Magpie and Zhou Fu? What is Mrs. Zhou's role in the whole thing? What kind of person is my wife, who has shared a bed with me for decades?

What also makes Master Zhou puzzled and unhappy is that what role did Mrs. Zhou play in the matter of Ruikang and Ruojun? Although he supported Mrs. Zhou to break up Ruikang and Ruojun, Ruikang's wailing still made him feel his heart shake, he knew that his son was desperate, and he would never return to this home that made him miserable.

He did think that Mei Ruojun was a vixen who did not abide by women's morals, but that snowy night, when he saw Mrs. Zhou and her family guarding the door of the chrysanthemum garden, indifferently and cruelly announcing the death sentence of his love to Ruikang, he felt that his wife was too cold, she was so expressionless, unmoved to look at Ruikang's struggle crying in the snow, wailing, desperately running out of the Zhou family compound, and not even leaving him behind.

Mrs. Zhou's words and deeds made Master Zhou very confused.

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The early summer wind was gentle caressing the vast blades of grass in the wilderness, and occasionally one or two birds flew in the air, and Cuiliu stood under a big tree waiting for Zhou Fu's arrival.

"It's coming, it's coming." Zhou Fu wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, panted and ran over, panting, and when he saw Cuiliu, he smiled slightly: "Wait a long time." I just got back from the bank. ”

"Look at you, you're sweating profusely when you're running." Cuiliu took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from his sideburns. He was stunned and glanced at her.

Cuiliu saw him looking at him blankly, his face turned red, he lowered his head, his hand stopped in the air awkwardly, Zhou Fu smiled awkwardly, took her handkerchief and said, "Thank you, I'll come by myself." ”

After wiping the sweat, he wanted to return the handkerchief to her, but when he thought that it was already dirty, he quietly stuffed the handkerchief back into his pocket, touched the money in his pocket, and immediately raised his head, his eyes flashed: "Oh, by the way, this is the money of the young grandmother." As he spoke, he took out a small money bag from his pocket.

Cuiliu took it, weighed it, and asked, "Yo, so much?" ”

"This ...... Yes......"

"Don't lie to me, I'm the one next to my grandmother."

Zhou Fu scratched his head: "...... I added some of my own, and it's nothing. The young grandmother brought two children, and she has no monthly money, where is it enough to rely on embroidery? ”

"You really have a heart, to be honest, my wife is too desperate." Cuiliu couldn't help but sigh too: "Until now, at night, I will still think of that night, the second young master's painful shouting, it is really heart-wrenching, Zhou Fu, you say, will I go to hell?" There was fear in her eyes.

"The second young master's cry that night, I think everyone in the Zhou family can't forget it, and Mother Zhao often cries secretly, he is really desperate. But what does this have to do with you, Cuiliu? Zhou Fu asked.

“…… I...... I...... No, nothing? Her eyes twinkled as she evaded his question.

"Are you...... What was done? Zhou Fu continued to ask, he examined her expression, she was embarrassed by his torch-like gaze, and bowed her head helplessly.

"Is it Mrs.?"

She raised her face in fear and looked at him, Zhou Fu frowned slightly: "What did Mrs. let you do?" ”

"I ...... I...... I can't say. She turned away from his gaze.

"Well, I'm not going to force you. We do have a lot of helplessness as subordinates. I understand. He sighed softly.

"Zhou Fu, you don't know how sad I feel when I look at the forbearance of my young grandmother every day. It's just that the eldest young master is a person who is in the clouds and fog, and only knows the wind and snow. ”

"Ahem...... The second young master doesn't know what's going on now? Zhou Fu sighed

"What else, I must be happy with my new daughter-in-law. You men, ......" Halfway through the words, I remembered that Zhou Fu hadn't married for ten years for the sake of Magpie, so I couldn't talk anymore.

"The second young master is not such a person." He looked up at the lush, huge canopy: "I really don't know what God thinks, how can they suffer so much. ”

"It's all fate..... But" Cuiliu sighed: "I originally thought that a woman should accept her fate, since she married the eldest young master, she will be the eldest young master's person for the rest of her life." But now, seeing that she is either embroidering or looking out the window in a daze, I don't know why, I feel so sad and regretful. Zhou Fu, you say, what will it be like if she leaves with my second young master? ”

Zhou Fu sighed: "I think they will be very happy." ”

Cuiliu looked at him, he was a man with delicate eyebrows, medium to tall stature, because Master Zhou had asked him to read with Ryan since he was a child, so he was knowledgeable, gentle and elegant, and he always spoke very unhurriedly and softly.

"Zhou Fu, you ...... Intended to be ...... for the rest of my life Don't you marry? She couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Fu's heart was shocked, and he turned his head to look at her, she was already slim, although she was just a girl, but the spirit of youth and beauty was overflowing on the surface, he smiled lightly, and said gently: "Go back quickly." Don't let the young grandmother wait. ”

"Zhou Fu," Cuiliu suddenly said as if she had made a lot of determination, "I don't want to do those things that violate my conscience anymore, really, if there is a next time, I would rather leave the Zhou family, it is better than not being able to sleep every night like now." ”

"Well, Cuiliu, you are a kind girl, let's help the eldest and youngest grandmothers more, I always feel that her suffering is not over yet."

The two looked at each other and smiled and nodded to each other.

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The afternoon in the chrysanthemum garden is very quiet, Ryan is taking a nap, Ruojun is sitting on the edge of the bed embroidering handkerchiefs, Mrs. Chen's inconspicuous little grocery store, because of Ruojun's embroidered handkerchiefs have a little fame, they accept customization, let the guests choose their own or even provide their own patterns and words, to express their hearts, in this way, attracted many young male and female students who are shy and want to send affection with things.

Ruojun picked up a sample sheet, which read: Hongmei, Kang, a heartbeat, Hongmei, Kang...... She knew that this was just a coincidence, this must be the lover with the word "Kang" in the name that a young girl wanted to give her, Ruojun sighed softly, yes, how many men in the world have the word "Kang" in their names, how many tender women are in love with them, her head rested lightly on the bed frame, looking out the window in a daze.

Where is he? What's he doing? How is he doing with his bride? They must be in love now, right? She put down the bandages and the sample sheets, sat down by the window, and watched the sparrows in the yard bounce up and down.

Does he still love her? Or does he still hate her? Maybe he's happily forgotten about her? Her heart tightened, no, she would rather he hate her than let him forget her.

"Ruojun." Ryan slowly woke up and called for her.

"Huh?" With great difficulty, she withdrew her indulgent thoughts, turned her attention back to her husband, and hurried forward to help him up, poured him a cup of tea and rinsed his mouth, and squatted down to put on his shoes.

"Why are you embroidering again?" He glanced at the stretch next to the bed, and said softly in distress: "I know you like embroidery, but you don't have to embroider like this morning and night." ”

He pulled her up, and she crouched together, feeling a little dizzy. Sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning on his shoulder, his chest was stuffy and a little nauseous.

"Look at you, your face is so pale, I won't allow you to embroider anymore." He put his arm around her shoulder.

She shook her head, smiled and said, "I'm fine." Don't make a fuss. I'll just go to bed early tonight. ”

Ryan's eyes suddenly flashed, and he said excitedly: "Hey, by the way, Ruojun, I drew what you embroidered yesterday, and I'll show it to you." As he spoke, he limped to his painting table on crutches, rummaged through a large pile of calligraphy and paintings, opened a picture scroll, suppressed it with paper, and happily called: "If you come, come and see, see if my painting is good?" ”

Ruojun still felt dizzy, but seeing that his interest was so high, and his face was full of childlike smiles, she had to hold on, walked to the painting table, and admired his paintings, his painting level has always been very high, he painted her embroidery with the kind of leisurely and quiet charm vividly, she smiled: "You painted me so well, am I really that good?" ”