"Stop her!" Song Ju exclaimed.

In the inner room, Song stood in front of the dressing table, reached out and removed the bun with three or two strokes, grabbed a pair of scissors, and held it horizontally in front of him.

Zhang Luan hurriedly stepped forward to take it, but he was afraid of hurting his wife, and in this short time, the Song family had already cut off a long strand of green silk in the mirror!

"Qin Niang, what are you doing!"

Zhang Luan snatched the scissors and asked nervously.

Isn't his wife going to break off her relationship with him today!

Song Ju and Song Jinniang also hurried over.

"How can the parents of the body be easily damaged!" Song Ju scolded his sister.

Song Qinniang didn't know Song's plans, but a woman's hair loss has always been a big deal, either to see through the red dust, or to show goodbye.

But although today's matter has not been dealt with completely, the truth is generally clear, which shows that others deliberately designed discord.

"Nonsense!" Song Qinniang frowned and looked at Song, angry and helpless: "If you weren't suspicious, you wouldn't be so easily designed!" Now that the facts are clear, what are you going to toss again! ”

Zhang Luan looked at the broken hair in his wife's hand and felt heartache.

Song suddenly raised his lips and smiled at everyone.

"What do you think? In ancient times, there was a death for broken hair, and I will follow it today! From this time on, the former Song Qinniang is dead! ”

She has seen a lot today, when Aunt Miao knelt there and kept kowtowing to her, she felt pity, and at the same time suddenly felt inexplicably relieved-

I can't explain that feeling, but there are many reasons, such as the toughness of the eldest sister, the courage of the daughter, and the firmness of her husband standing with her at all times......

She looked at all these scenes, thinking about it, and suddenly had a feeling of waking up from a dream, as if all the hardships, bitterness, and sharp grief over the years had all gone away with that nightmare dream, but in an instant, it would be forgotten by the person who woke up from the dream.

As soon as this hair was broken, she was relieved!

Everyone was stunned.

Zhang Meishou, who had just rushed in, saw his father's eyes that suddenly turned red.

The dignified seven-foot man actually shed tears in front of others.

Zhang Meishou This is the second time he has seen his father cry.

The last time was when the big tsubaki tree outside the begonia house was cut down after the death of my mother in my previous life.

This crying is completely different from crying.

"What can't die, can you say something auspicious? …… Such an adult, can't speak? Song Ju came back to his senses, still full of reprimands, but the tightness on his face had turned into nothing.

Song Jinniang smiled and sighed and dragged him out.

When he passed by the little niece's side, he slipped her out with him.

Aunt Zhao wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and silently withdrew from the room.

For a while, only Zhang Luan and his wife were left in the room.

"Why don't you speak?" Seeing that he was just staring at himself, Song was a little uncomfortable, raised his hand and took a handkerchief to wipe away the tears on his face for him, and at the same time changed the topic as if to tease: "You are a big man, what are you crying about?" It's not a shame to be ashamed......"

Zhang Luan suddenly hugged her tightly.

“…… My Qinniang is back, right? He laughed and cried.

Song's voice suddenly became hoarse, and he buried himself in his shoulder socket and nodded: "Hmm...... We're back, let's live a good life in the future. ”

Over the years, he has also worked very hard, even if she tries her best, he has never had half a word of resentment.

Even if the debt is repaid, it has already been paid off!

Besides, people have a lot of things to do in life, such as tailoring clothes and jewelry, raising children, drinking tea and playing the piano, appreciating flowers and making soup...... These are all pleasant, how can you only focus on your husband alone?

Under this, she was depressed and suspicious all day long, and her husband was also dragged down by this overly heavy feeling.

Therefore, after all these years, he can still maintain this original intention, which is already moving.

"Good, good, good......"

Zhang Luan kept nodding his head, and said many "good" words again and again, and his low voice seemed to carry indescribable agitation and excitement.

He let go of Song, but he took off the net towel on his head and pulled out the topaz hairpipe.

What Song himself had just done, he naturally reacted very quickly at this time, hurriedly pressed his hand, shook his head and said: "If you learn from me to break my hair, let the old lady know, she will not be angry and sick!" ”

"Qinniang's hair is broken, and her husband will naturally have to break it. Die together and live together - this is called getting married! Zhang Luan had a smile in his eyes and insisted on his tone.

"Then you don't have to cut my hair." Song Jinniang snatched the scissors, pressed his shoulder, and asked him to sit down at the dressing table.

Zhang Luan watched her movements through the extraordinarily shiny carved bronze mirror with silver powder.

Song Jinniang pulled out a black hair at the top of his hair.

Then, he wrapped the black hair tightly around his broken hair.

She took a handkerchief and wrapped it carefully before putting it in her makeup.

Seeing this, Zhang Luan smiled, got up and asked her to sit on the tassel stool, and said, "Come, I'll tie Qinniang's hair." ”

He picked up the ivory comb and combed the green silk for the Song family.

……

Song Ju went back to the restaurant first, and Song Jinniang went to Zhang Meishou's Yu Yuan.

"Vera did a great job today. It's just that some are too stubborn. Song Jinniang said to her little niece with a half-serious and half-joking expression.

Zhang Meishou understood what her aunt meant—it meant that she did not hesitate to repeatedly contradict her grandmother on the spot in order to find out the truth.

She also knew that she was impulsive at that time, but she was just unwilling.

Her character was still stubborn in her last life until she died, so it seems that this thing is not easy to change - it's just that after entering the prince's mansion, as the years slowly wear off, and the rules that bind people, most of the time she hides that stubbornness very well.

Seeing that she drooped her head and didn't speak, as if she was a little lost, Song Jinniang smiled and rubbed the top of her head.

"You shouldn't contradict your elders, but it doesn't mean that your elders are right to do anything, but on the contrary, can you say that your grandmother did something wrong?" She said it a little tongue-twisting, but she thought Zhang Meishou could understand.

Zhang Meishou shook his head.

"Grandmother has different scruples than I do, and I don't blame her."

Just thinking that Fang Lan died in front of her like that, with the truth that came to her lips but was not finished, she felt a sigh of relief in her heart.

Song Jinniang's eyes were relieved.

"Vera is a good boy, and she has done a great job, a hundred times better than your mother." There was a hint of grooming in her tone: "The fox's tail didn't catch it this time, but it will always show it again." This time not only cleared up the misunderstanding, but also untied the knot in your mother's heart, and recognized the person to watch out for, which is already better. You say, don't you? ”

She was afraid that the child would drill the horns.

Zhang Meishou nodded.

She looked up at Song Jinniang, but said, "Auntie, can I ask you for something?" ”

……

(Ask for a commuter pass)