Mrs. Tong was dissatisfied with her youngest son Tong Changqing growing up to be close to the Zhao family, so she gave all her favor to her second son Tong Changning.

The son is not close to herself, so Mrs. Tong wants to find a daughter-in-law for her son who is on her side.

She originally planned to choose a young lady from her mother's family to marry her third son, but her wishful thinking did not succeed, and she was cut off by the Zhao family.

What made her even more angry was that when she went to the Zhao family to reason, the Zhao family called her third son, Tong Changqing, over and asked him to make up his own mind.

She thought that her son would understand her hard work and stand on her side, but the reality was that her son slapped her hard in front of Zhao.

Tong Changqing agreed to this family affair with the Daji clan!

She was unconvinced, and she hated the Zhao family more and more, and even looked at her young son unpleasantly.

Daji's got pregnant not long after she entered the door, so she picked Aunt Luo from her mother's house to carry her into the third room as a flat wife.

Daji's was so angry that she almost had a miscarriage, and Zhao even called her to scold her, scolding her for being obsessed.

She kept Aunt Luo by her side all the time, and took advantage of the drunkenness of her third son to put the two of them in the same room, and cooked raw rice to mature rice.

Even the Zhao family knew it, and it couldn't stop it.

Aunt Luo finally entered the third room of the Tong family as a concubine.

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on the corner of Tong Jiayan's mouth.

Mrs. Tong treated them so kindly because of the Zhao family.

But how innocent is the Da Ji clan, how innocent is the Xiao Ji clan, and how innocent are the three of their brothers and sisters?

"How about living in Bezhuang? It looks like he's lost some weight. ”

The plain voice sounded again, and the old lady Tong didn't even bother to give her two points of concern.

In the past, she would always reflect on whether she was not doing well enough, but now when she listens to these indifferent questions, she can only deal with them as a scene with strangers.

"Grandmother Xie cares, everything is fine in Beizhuang." Tong Jiayan said with the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"That's good."

Mrs. Tong didn't have much to say to her, so she asked a few words and asked her to go back to rest.

Coming out of the Songhe Courtyard, she walked along the promenade, passed the back garden in the east, and crossed the Moon Gate, and came to Qingfeng Garden, where she originally lived.

Lu Wu had already come back first, and after greeting everyone in the courtyard, he was waiting for her at the door.

Seeing her come back, he hurriedly greeted her: "Come back so fast?" She thought the old lady would have to keep the young lady talking for a while.

Tong Jiayan smiled: "Well, my grandmother sympathizes with my hard work all the way. ”

Luwu's eyes flashed, and he understood, so he pursed his lips and helped her into the door.

On both sides of the spacious courtyard, there are various bamboos and begonias, all of which were planted by the Oki family according to her own preferences when she was alive.

She doesn't have a clear impression of Daji's family, but when she recalls her biological mother in her heart, she still feels a quiet and warm heart when she looks at the bits and pieces of her life that seep out of her life, such as this bamboo forest and the begonias in these flower beds.

In the time when she was ignorant, there was a man who loved her like life.

Just thinking about this will make you feel a lot of motivation in your heart.

The doors and windows of the house were open, and the bedding on the bed had just been replaced.

Tong Jiayan casually glanced at the boudoir where she had lived for many years, and there were a lot of furnishings in her mind, which felt strange for a while.

On each side of the door, there is a glazed blue and white flower phoenix pattern vase, which is inserted with several brightly colored flower branches, brightening the tone of the room.

"Miss, do you think there's anything else that needs to be changed?" Seeing her eyes wandering around the room, Luwu asked.

"I remember if I used to have a blue and white lotus pattern appreciation bottle?" Tong Jiayan asked, it seems that the dowry brought by the Daji clan was left to her.

Lu Wu thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, the slave has always kept it." ”

Tong Jiayan smiled: "Then take it out, pick a few gardenias and put them in the house." ”

The color of the gardenia is simple and elegant, and the fragrance is sweet but not strong. Ning Zhi used to love to pinch two flowers and place them in the house as natural incense.

"Okay." Seeing that she was happy, Luwu also became happy.

"Slave go pick it!" Qingju volunteered, "The slave maid just saw that the gardenias in the garden are blooming very well, so I must pick a few of the biggest, most fragrant and best-looking ones for the young lady to come back and put them in the house!" ”

"Walk carefully and don't fall." Tong Jiayan said with a smile.

"I know, I know, the slave is not a child!" Qingju pouted and ran away.

Lu Wu went to find the vase that Tong Jiayan just said he wanted.

A little maid came in with tea, and Mama Zhao took it and personally served it to Tong Jiayan.

Tong Jiayan sat on the kang in the south, reading a travelogue in his hand, took a sip of tea, and held it in his hand, waiting for Mama Zhao to speak.

"Miss, should we go to Ziwei Courtyard to have a look?"

Ziwei Courtyard is Aunt Luo's residence, which is a small cross courtyard to the west of Fangzhi Courtyard.

She just came back, and Mama Zhao was anxious to pull her to find Aunt Luo, such a thing that secretly raised Aunt Luo's value, she would not do it now.

Tong Jiayan put down the teacup and raised his head: "I've been in the car for a few days in a row, I'm already very tired, isn't my grandmother tired?" ”

Mama Zhao smiled dryly: "The slave has rough skin and thick meat, so it's okay." ”

Tong Jiayan nodded: "I don't want to move, if my aunt knows that I am back, she will definitely come to see me, so we don't have to go." ”

"This ......" Mama Zhao hesitated, and before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Tong Jiayan.

"Mama thinks not?" Tong Jiayan raised his head again and looked at Mama Zhao, "Didn't Mama say that my aunt hurts me more than my eighth sister?" Then why would she be willing not to come to see me but to see her? ”

"That's not what slave means." Mama Zhao hurriedly confessed.

"That's not what it means." Tong Jiayan chuckled, "My aunt treats me so well, I don't allow my aunt to speak ill of my aunt." ”

"Who said bad things about Aunt Luo?" Lu Wu walked in from a moment with the vase that Tong Jiayan wanted, and asked casually.

Tong Jiayan glanced at Mama Zhao with a smile.

Mama Zhao was dumbfounded.

Why did she say bad things about Aunt Luo in front of Miss Seven?

"No, no one said anything bad about Aunt Luo." Mama Zhao hurriedly said.

The courtyard of the deep house is full of people.

If this word is accidentally spread out and Aunt Luo knows that she has misunderstood, it will be more than worth the loss.

Did Miss Seven just do it intentionally or unintentionally?

If it is unintentional, if it is intentional......

Could it be that Miss Seven is stirring up a relationship between Aunt Luo and herself?

Could it be that she already knows something?

Mama Zhao gradually frowned.

She really felt more and more that she couldn't guess the young lady in front of her.