The ancestor passed away, and there was only one young woman who could still read her, and that was the current Concubine Xuan. Concubine Xuan was unwell, and when she returned to Zhu's house, she missed the three-day mourning period.

When they returned to Zhu's house, it was already more than half a month since the ancestor passed away.

In the past half a month, as soon as the funeral has passed, the ladies in the house have not made any moths.

Knowing that the concubine was on the way, I wish Wyeth to handle the matter of the ancestor's death, and the concubine returned to the door, and she is now in charge of the feed, and she is in charge of the placement.

Zhu Wang's legs are inconvenient, although half a month has passed, he still can't get off the bed.

The ladies of each room have also been to see, the legs look terrifying, the bones were festered before, and if they want to get better, they are afraid that they will not be able to do it for a year and a half.

In this way, even the head of the family is powerless.

Today, the concubine came back to the door, and wished Wyeth to take the ladies of the house to wait early.

"Concubine Niang, you can count it back." Zhu Wyeth saw people, and his eyes were red.

The concubine is not in good health, and now that she has lost her biological mother, she has not been able to see her for the last time, and it is natural for her to feel sad.

Seeing Zhu Huishi choked, he finally survived a little, which made him feel uncomfortable again.

The ladies wept in the house, but no one came forward to speak.

The people were welcomed into the door, and the ladies of each room greeted each other, and the concubine did not like the crowd, so she left Zhu Huishi to go to the ancestral hall to worship together.

"Mother, it's hard for you to handle these things in the house." The concubine's face was weak, and she was weak to speak.

The grandmother who was waiting beside her helped people, and Zhu Huishi stepped forward to support the other hand, and when she heard this, she said with a worried expression: "The ancestor has been in charge of the Zhu family all his life, I am just filial piety for the ancestor, how can I be embarrassed." ”

"Now it is also the ancestor of the Zhu Wang family, people have inconvenient legs and feet, and I think I also have some shortcomings. If it is to wish the Wang family a point, it must be much more thoughtful than me. ”

Zhu Wyeth said this, and the concubine knew it in her heart, so she didn't take it.

The group first went to the ancestral hall to worship, and then went to the Zhutang Temple.

Today, a concubine comes back, and I wish Wyeth to do her best in front of her, which kind of heart she is doing, and the hearts of the mothers of the owners are like mirrors.

"The concubine rested in the Zhutang Courtyard, and the mother of the Nanchang house stayed there for a while, and looked at the doctor who came over, thinking that she was really unwell, so she sent the mother of the Nanchang house."

The sixth aunt came back to speak, and Zhu Jiuzheng gave Zhu Wang medicine.

"I wish Wyeth will be close to the concubine, and he will definitely mention the matter of the head of the family. I'm having trouble with my legs now, so it's a good excuse. "I wish the Wang family how to think about being in charge of the family, she was thinking about the affairs of the family before.

But now this experience made her only think that it would be good to be free of these diseases.

Thinking about the old ancestor's plan before his death, it made her heart chill.

The living are a little taboo against the dead, the ancestor still wanted her life before she died, if she is really in charge, I am afraid that she will not be able to sleep at night.

I think so, if you don't run the house, who will be in charge of the family in the future?

Zhu Wang raised his eyes and looked at Zhu Jiu, Zhu Jiu took the wet handkerchief handed by the maid and wiped his hands, and then said: "What the mother thinks and how she plans depends on the mother's own thoughts. Jiu'er will get married next year, no matter how big the Zhu family is, the girl who got married depends on nothing more than the word Zhu family. ”

Zhu Jiu doesn't care who is in charge of the family.

The girl who marries out has a foothold in her husband's family, and how to do it in her husband's family depends on her own ability.

No matter how good her mother's family is, after all, it is the water spilled by her married daughter, and she can't always rely on her mother's family for everything.

"At your young age, you can see through it." Zhu Wang has always felt that Zhu Jiu's mind is different from other girls, as if she has seen the hot and cold world, and she has some things to worry about in the morning.

She also thinks clearly, and then wishes that there is no biological mother in the family, no matter how kind she is, she will not be in front of her when she gets married, and she will be alienated as the days go by.

Zhu Wang thought about walking around with her mother's family all these years, and now she has suffered a dumb loss in the hands of her mother's family.

No matter how close her mother's family is, she has been married to the Zhu family for more than 20 years, and she can't compare to the closeness of the previous service.

Zhu Jiu pursed his lips and smiled, "Jiu'er has no aunt since she was a child, and even her sister has been taken care of again." If it weren't transparent, Jiu'er wouldn't have had the opportunity to say a few words in front of her mother right now. ”

This is reasonable, Zhu Wang's mind turned, and he wanted to find Zhu Jiu to get an idea. But before she could say anything, the girl refused to speak.

Seeing that it was not too early, Zhu Jiu got up and walked towards the door, and Aunt Jin, who was waiting at the door, took her cloak.

Today is the twenty-third day of the lunar month, and the New Year will be closed in a few days.

This year, the concubine stayed at Zhu's house for the New Year, and she only arrived today, so she couldn't go back in a hurry.

The ancestor is gone, and when the concubine returns to the door, she will inevitably worry about it.

Zhu's house is unusually deserted, and the doors of each room don't like to move around, first, the climate is too cold, and secondly, those who walk around also go to Zhutangyuan.

"The girl will be married before the end of the winter month in the coming year, and I don't know if she wants to get married before the New Year or after the New Year." Aunt Jin saw that this day passed quickly, and after the New Year, there was only one year left.

Zhu Jiu is much more relaxed now, she was previously subject to the ancestor, and now the ancestor has passed away, and her family business has also been settled.

In addition to the ancestors who can think of the Shao family, who else has the courage?

Although he thinks so, after the old ancestor passes, the Zhu family is destined to be restless in the coming year.

Thinking about it, Zhu Jiu twisted his eyebrows, "It doesn't matter before the year, it's not a year, who knows what the Zhu family will look like next year." ”

Without the suppression of the ancestors in the Zhu family, the ladies of the houses are afraid that they will be even more unscrupulous.

Zhu Wang's family is indeed not the material of the head of the family, but he has speculated for so many years for a wrong sentence back then, and he is also in the fog to see the flowers in the Zhu family.

The second room of the west courtyard is not successful, and the west dean's room is too calculating, and the vision is narrow.

The ladies of the third and fourth rooms of the West Courtyard like to watch the excitement on weekdays, and if they want to let them take charge of the huge Zhu family, they are afraid that they will become a pot of porridge.

Thinking about it carefully, Nan Dean Fang Zhu Wyeth has a strong temperament and does not speak the door.

The current mother of the second room was only brought up from her aunt, and she is a new lady.

"Mrs. Yun in the three-room door is close to the girl." Aunt Jin listened to her girl's chatter and helped people into the pavilion.

Chunxing saw that the girl was back, and hurriedly took off the cloak for the girl and stuffed the soup woman.

Zhu Jiu shook his head, "Mrs. Yun is close to me, but she has a gentle temperament, is meticulous in small matters, and is indecisive in big things. ”