After eating a sumptuous breakfast, and then packing the items that were not packed yesterday, in the farewell of Sister-in-law Han, Sister-in-law Wang and Li Bo, Du Jun took the wind and sorrow and cold, and the strong man was gone and never returned.

It's not too late.

Swaying, accompanied by the noise around him turned quiet, Rao is Du Jun's grinning character, and his palms couldn't help but start sweating.

There are still 3,000 nails in the broken ship, and the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse.

No matter how depressed the Song Mansion is, it is not something that she can show off as a concubine and daughter-in-law, let alone a fake daughter-in-law with an oil bottle with no blood relationship.

What if they find out?

Will the strong life story be announced to the public and revealed to the world?

How will you see people after you are strong?

Will you resent her, the mother who gave birth to him?

Or do they choose to hide it, then deal with it secretly, and finally end up with no one alive or dead?

......

For a while, all kinds of strange thoughts came one after another, Du Jun's head was as big as a fight, and she regretted her decision to marry for the first time, and even at a certain moment, she even wanted to call Song Jiang to stop, didn't she go!?

However, touching the plum blossom hairpin on the bun, and then thinking of the man who still chose not to abandon her when he learned that she had a different experience from ordinary people, Du Jun inexplicably softened his heart.

Yes, she chose to run away, but what about him? What did he do? Live a lifetime in the fingers of others, or break the jar and live a life?

At this moment, Du Jun realized for the first time how many heavy responsibilities Song Jiang had endured for her that he should not have beared, and how many burdens he had taken on that were not supposed to be borne by him, just because he liked her.

And how much did she do for him?

When you think about it, it's really rare.....

It's more dispensable, laissez-faire.....

For a while, Du Jun's chest was tight, and his heart was even more mixed.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Du Jun's strange appearance quickly attracted the attention of Man Cang.

"It's nothing, it's just that the carriage is stuffy."

After a long time, Du Jun breathed a sigh of relief and waved her hand, she wanted to be quiet.

Mancang sighed, looked at Du Jun, but didn't ask any more questions, there was silence all around, only the sound of horses' hooves and wheels rolling.

As in life, no matter how far the journey is, there will be a moment when it is finished.

Half an hour later, the carriage came to a halt.

Hearing his uncle's voice, Mancang took the lead in jumping out of the car, "Miss, we're here." ”

Du Jun took a deep breath, lifted the curtain, and the first thing he saw was the man's gentle smiling face, and his anxious heart was unprecedentedly calm.

"Come, I'll help you, be careful," he said, and the man stretched out a large, warm and powerful hand.

Du Jun smiled, this man may have such and such shortcomings in the eyes of others, but what he gave her was all he had, which ..... That's enough.

Holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son.

All she could repay was to hold his hand tightly and never let go for the rest of her life.

The winter sun shone on Du Jun's cheeks, Song Jiang's eyes narrowed slightly, as if they had been flashed, for some reason, he suddenly felt that Du Jun at this moment was more dazzling and gentle than ever.

With the help of Song Jiang, Du Jun landed on the ground steadily, glanced at him gently, and then slowly looked up at the Song Mansion in front of him.

The vermilion gate is about three meters high and looks imposing, with a bluestone stone lion on the left and right sides, and the gate is covered with bright copper nails, shining brightly in the sunlight.

Further up, on the wide plaque with red edge and blue background, the dragon flying and the phoenix dance are written with two large characters of gold lacquer, Song Mansion.

"Tenth Master!"

The concierge in the house had to stay at the gate early, and when they heard the movement, they came out one after another, and at the same time they quietly looked at Du Jun.

There is no way, the Tenth Master's movement at the beginning was too big, even their subordinates were very curious, and asked each other, what kind of woman could make the little-known Tenth Master in the mansion marry him at the risk of being kicked out of the family?

It's a pity that for more than half a year, everyone didn't have the opportunity to see the true face, and this curiosity was also extinguished.

Until the end of this year, with the high-profile return of the tenth master, the long-sealed topic was once again in the dust, and now, the deity that is more wonderful than the book is standing in front of them, how can they give up?

The first thing that is remembered is height, Du Jun is 1.7 meters tall, his posture is well-proportioned and straight, plus his hair is pulled up, he can't see the disadvantage at all when he stands with Song Jiang, and he is even a little taller.

The second is beautiful, but this kind of beauty is different from other women, with a little heroism in the cold, and there is no trace of the legendary peasant girl at all.

Looking at the three carriages behind him and the maid standing beside Du Jun, tsk, this posture is nothing more than the family girl in Mingyuan City.

Excellent combination! A good couple!

"Tenth Master, the second lady has been waiting here for a long time, and I also ask the Tenth Master to enter the mansion earlier", at this moment, about fifty men in dark green robes a year stepped forward with a smile and said.

Song Jiang thanked him, and then turned to Du Jun, "This is Uncle Zhong who was mentioned to you by her husband, the head of the house, if the lady has any needs, you can ask Uncle Zhong for help." ”

Du Jun's eyes lit up, Uncle Zhong, formerly known as Li Zhong, was born in a family, started from a small house, served as the chief manager for nearly 20 years, and was one of the few people in the Song Mansion who did not make things difficult for Song Jiang.

Du Jun curtsied, "Uncle Zhong's name is like thunder, and my husband often mentions it at home, so I can see each other today, and I also ask the little woman to worship." ”

Li Zhong turned sideways and said: "The tenth lady is polite, the tenth master can have today, it is really the work of the master and the wife, and the old slave is just doing his subordinate duty." ”

Then he turned to Song Jiang, "The old lady is sympathetic to the tenth lady who has just arrived from Anxian County, and the boat and car are tiring and hard, so I am exempt from seeing you today, and it is not too late to meet you at dinner." ”

Song Jiang bowed his hand and thanked: "Thank you Uncle Zhong for informing me." ”

Polite and detached, not flattering, not warm, no wonder he can stand in the position of director for many years, just this grasp of the distance between each other, the speculation of people's hearts, it is worth studying, Du Jun said secretly while observing.

Next, the two were polite for a while, and Li Zhong called the little guy, opened the corner door, and led the carriage into the house.

Du Jun's servant returned to the carriage, and with the sound of a whip, it marked the official beginning of Du Jun's days in the Song Mansion.

Going around and around, the bluestone paved path went deeper and deeper, and became more and more remote, and after a quarter of an hour, it stopped outside a small courtyard.

"Tenth Master!"

This time, it was a group of rough women and girls who stood in a row, bent their knees and shouted.

"Lady, get out of the car, we're here!"

When he lifted the car curtain and saw it, Du Jun was a little dumbfounded, there are too many people!

Tall, short, fat, thin, there can be more than twenty of them.

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