In more than ten days, Jiang Song will marry Hong Xuan and enter the door.

His heart was heavy, as if it had weighed down a huge stone.

However, no one in the Jiang family cared about his joys and sorrows.

He was looking forward to Yao Yu's return, but he had just heard that Yao Yu's brother had died, so he took bereavement leave to stay at home to serve his parents.

Jiang Song is full of worries and no one can say anything, and the closer he gets to the day of marriage, the more anxious and uneasy he feels.

On this day, he took advantage of the handover of his mother-in-law who was guarding the garden, and slipped into the courtyard where his mother lived before her death.

His mother died of illness a few years ago.

Jiang Jun Shou suspected that the yard was sick, and ordered his mother-in-law to guard the small door and no longer let the family go in and out, so as not to pass the bad luck.

That yard was abandoned for many years.

In the past, Jiang Song wanted to go in and pack up his mother's belongings, but his mother-in-law did not allow him to enter the door and did not treat him as a master at all.

But now, apart from his mother, Jiang Song couldn't think of anyone else he could go to.

The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, Jiang Song stumbled into the house, looked at the dusty furniture in the house, and cried blankly.

"Mother...... They want me to take a wife, and I don't want to marry her at all......"

He closed the door and sat down on the floor, choking in despair with his back against the door.

"What the hell should Song'er do? Mother, mother, why don't you take Song'er away......"

At that moment, he heard the sound of rustling in the grass.

The mother-in-law who guards the door is here?

He was afraid that others would find out, so he hurriedly gagged his mouth with his fist and blocked all the whimpering sounds back into his throat.

Outside the door, the sound of footsteps and blades of grass finally stopped.

Jiang Song felt that the door panel was gently pushed.

He clung to the door, feeling comical and pathetic, like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

A familiar young male voice sounded by the door.

"Why can't this door be opened? Forget it, let's go to the side and talk about it. ”

Jiang Cong took the people behind him and walked away a few steps and said, "There have been dead people in this courtyard, and it's not clean inside, so don't go in." ”

The other person gave an "um".

"What is the Yan family lady doing today? My mother must have told Aunt Hong, tell me about it. ”

Then, Hong Xuan's sharp and thin voice came in.

"Did you call me to such a hellish place to ask me this? Cousin Satoshi, is your heart flesh or not? ”

In the past few days, Aunt Hong has ordered people to watch her strictly.

She got the news of Jiang Cong today, and quietly left her mother-in-law to come here to see him, just hoping that he would plan for herself.

Jiang Song heard the voices of the two, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out.

His heart was beating violently, as if he would take his fist away and the heart would pop out of his mouth.

Outside the door, Jiang Cong said, "Okay, I know you are wronged. But what I asked you about is very important, and you will explain it to me carefully. ”

"Big cousin!" Hong Xuan stomped his feet and said, "What are you thinking, what else is more important than my marriage?" ”

"Juan'er!"

Jiang Cong was also angry, pulled her shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Do you want to attract everyone?" ”

Not to be outdone, Hong Xuan said, "So what? As long as they let them break our affair, I don't have to marry that scumbag. ”

Inside the door, Jiang Song's face was distorted, as if he had been punched in the stomach.

Jiang Cong sneered: "Don't be stupid, do you want to bear the infamy of a slut?" Besides, if you marry him, you will still live in the Jiang family in the future. ”

He deliberately lowered his voice and smiled ambiguously: "Will we have fewer opportunities to get close in the future?" ”

Hong Xuan said: "I feel disgusted when I think of his appearance!" Why don't you tell your aunt that I have been with you for a long time? ”

Jiang Cong saw that she didn't buy it, and sneered: "But everyone else thinks that he took away your innocence, and you can only cut your hair and be a sister-in-law except for marrying him." ”

Hong Xuan was speechless, so angry that he threw the handkerchief on the ground.

"Good cousin, right now the guy surnamed Yan is eyeing me, he has evidence against me in his hand, if something happens to me, the entire Jiang family will have to pay for it."

"You go back and make a compensatory deal with your sister, and ask her more about the Yan family in the future, and trick her into staring at the Yan family's lady for you, you know?"

Hong Xuan said angrily: "Isn't it okay to compensate her?" Why should I apologize to that wild girl from the countryside? ”

"A woman's opinion!" Jiang Cong pulled her wrist, "Your sister is useful, so she has to take the blame for us." ”

When Jiang Song heard this, his heart clenched fiercely.

Hong Xuan reluctantly said "oh" and said, "Then you have to think of something, let me get rid of the dead pig quickly." ”

Jiang Cong said: "You only think he is a dead man, he is afraid that he has never even touched a woman." If you don't want him to touch you, just scold him away. ”

Hong Xuan blushed and said, "What you said is simple. ”

"With his short figure, heh, can he satisfy you at night? It's not like I'm the elder brother. ”

The more the two talked, the more explicit they became, as if they had already secretly communicated with each other.

Inside the door, Jiang Song was frightened, ashamed and indignant, and his anger roared at him from time to time like a beast out of control.

Tears were pouring down his face, and his fists were bloodied from his teeth.

"Okay, although that woman was ordered by me to go to eat and drink, she will be back soon."

Hong Xuan's cheeks were crimson, and she glared at him with disgust.

"Xuan'er, ah no, third brother and sister."

Jiang Cong straightened his clothes, looked at Hong Xuan, who was shy, and said, "I really don't want to give away your little prodigal hoof." ”

Hong Xuan smacked him and turned around and ran.

Jiang Cong laughed and left after him.

The sound of footsteps completely disappeared outside the courtyard gate.

Jiang Song slowly got up, dust, blood stains and tears, and his face was confused.

He stood by the door, crying and laughing, and muttered, "Mother, have you seen it?" They, they ......"

What little bit of dignity was finally brutally torn apart.

Thinking of the words he had just heard, he suddenly felt his stomach tumbling and almost nauseated.

"Wow!"

He threw himself at the door and retched violently.

But apart from a little bitterness, he couldn't vomit anything.

He lowered his head and saw a silk handkerchief on the ground, and a pair of butterflies were embroidered on it.

It is the veil of Hong Silk.

Jiang Song had a thousand thoughts in his heart, as if he was in a lofty mountain, sometimes climbing to the top and sometimes falling to the bottom of the cliff.

"What would he do if Yao was engaged?"

He thought about it for a while, and finally picked up the handkerchief on the ground, and held it in his arms with disgust.

And Hong Aya just came back from outside, and accepted the forehead wiped by Pei Zhiyang, afraid of being seen by others, so she ran back to the room.

She's in a much better mood today.

In the afternoon, she took the initiative to push the stinky tofu in front of Pei Zhiyang.

Pei Zhiyang was sweet and sweet, and he didn't feel like it smelled, and he ate several pieces in a row, which made Shen Fu roll his eyes.

He was naturally relieved to see that Hong Aya was not angry with him.

According to the previous agreement with Ruan Si, he was so good at talking about it, and finally said that Shen Fu was moved to design a garden for her.

Shen Fu asked for at least half a month, let him go to Hongye Ridge to have a look first.

Ruan Si agreed to come down and arranged for someone to accompany Shen Fu over, just waiting for him to read it before starting to write.

She was in a good mood and returned home briskly, only to find that Yan Yingzhou had not returned.

After returning from Peach Blossom County, he seems to have often returned late.

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