567 Widowhood

In the future, her situation in the Yao family will probably not be good.

"Aren't you going to go over?"

When Ji Hanzhen heard this, she moved her eyes slightly, she slowly stood up and walked out.

Xu Yanzhou followed two steps, but still stopped.

He called Peng Lin over: "You follow Miss Ji, if there is anything, you can help her deal with it." ”

Peng Lin didn't dare to say more, and nodded in response.

He followed behind Ji Hanzhen, looking at her back, but his heart was full of thoughts.

No one expected that this would be the case, and after going around and around, the two of them still came to this point.

It's just that in the past, Ji Hanzhen was still the pampered eldest lady of the Ji family, and if Xu Yanzhou wanted to marry, there was at least a five-point possibility.

But now, Ji Hanzhen has become a widow.

Peng Lin shook his head in his heart and sighed softly.

Because it was August and the weather was hot, Yao Zenan's body was cremated three days later, followed by a large-scale funeral.

Because of the events of that day, Mrs. Yao never had a good face for Ji Hanzhen, and she refused to say a word to her.

The Yao family is probably hindered by Xu Yanzhou's murderous reputation, and they can only be polite to Ji Hanzhen, and they dare not be less polite in front of people.

Xu Yanzhou originally thought that after the funeral, there would be nothing else to hinder her, but she didn't expect that after Yao Zenan went south to be buried in the ancestral grave, Ji Hanzhen suddenly proposed that she would live in the mountains for three months to keep Yao Zenan's spirit.

In the end, the mountains are so miserable that no one wants to stay there to guard the graves of their ancestors, even if they are close relatives.

Mrs. Yao was noncommittal, but Ji Hanzhen's two sisters-in-law were a little unbearable, and persuaded Ji Hanzhen: "The iris is still so young, the conditions in the mountains are not as good as at home, sister-in-law, I know that you and your brother have a good relationship, you feel uncomfortable, but for the sake of the kite, don't stay for so long......"

Ji Hanzhen looked at her daughter, who knew nothing and was lying quietly and well-behaved on the rocking bed, and couldn't help crying again.

To put it mildly, she finally agreed to shorten the time to a month.

When Xu Yanzhou learned about this from Peng Lin, Peng Lin lowered his head in fright and didn't dare to look at him, and he didn't dare to breathe.

He was angry at first, and smashed the seal of the Shoushan Stone given to him by the old man of the Xu family on the desk before his death.

Peng Lin's forehead jumped straight, the precious things that were not good on weekdays were smashed in anger, and if he regretted it afterwards, he would lose his temper again.

Mr. Xu is really getting harder and harder to serve.

But after smashing the seal, Xu Yanzhou calmed down.

In these few contacts, if he can't see Ji Hanzhen's temperament, he will be in vain all these years.

This woman is stubborn, and she is not afraid of him.

Xu Yanzhou was tired of seeing those women who avoided cats and mice when they saw him, but he didn't like that kind of pretense.

If he's really scared or not, he can see through it at a glance.

Ji Hanzhen is really not afraid of him, but she really doesn't take him in her heart.

Her current posture is determined to widow Yao Zenan.

Xu Yanzhou thought of this stubble, and he was about to get angry again.

He lit a cigarette and smoked two cigarettes in a row before he could barely suppress the anger.

If he wasn't afraid that she would be heartbroken and not very good now, he would have carried Shen Tong's dog thing to her to expose Yao Zenan's true face.

But now, the rat is afraid of hurting the jade bottle, but he has forced himself into a dilemma.

Xu Yanzhou actually knows very well that it is far better to say this kind of thing early than late, sometimes the timing is really important, and if you miss it, there will be no good time, and the credibility of saying it will be greatly reduced.

But there is a softness in a man's heart, that is, he is really constrained everywhere.

"Okay, let her go if she wants to."

Xu Yanzhou waved his hand, didn't he just go to the mountains, what's wrong with going to the mountains, he couldn't find her when he went to the mountains?

The mountains are quiet, and he can bully her even more.

He still has to bully her in front of Yao Zenan's bastard.

"You go and arrange the work of these two days, and I will come over tomorrow night."

After Xu Yanzhou explained to Peng Lin, he let him out.

Peng Lin heard this, but felt that there was a hairy hair on his back, it was only a few days after Yao Zenan's death, and Mr. Xu went to pester other people's widows, and it was not good to hear it out.

Even if he acts unscrupulously and doesn't care about his reputation, what about Ji Hanzhen?

Ji Hanzhen is a woman, if her reputation is stained, how will she gain a foothold in Kyoto in the future?

How to gain a foothold in the Yao family?

If Xu Yanzhou really cared about Ji Hanzhen a little, she would not be in such an embarrassing situation.

Judging from his actions now, he is probably more lustful.

Peng Lin could only slander in his heart, and honestly acted according to Xu Yanzhou's arrangement.

On the evening of the second day, Xu Yanzhou's car quietly drove out of Kyoto, and by the time he reached the mountains, it was nearly eleven o'clock.

Ji Hanzhen has insomnia these days, and her physical, emotional, and psychological losses have been heavy, and even taking breast milk is not very good, and the iris often can't eat enough, so she has to add a meal of milk powder subsidies.

Ji Hanzhen felt ashamed, but she was helpless, she couldn't swallow, and her mood was so depressed, how could she have enough breast milk.

The kite had already fallen asleep, but Ji Hanzhen still didn't feel sleepy.

The nights in the mountains are cold and windy, and the weather in the mountains at the end of August and early September is several degrees lower than in Kyoto.

Ji Hanzhen put on her coat and sat under the eaves of the porch, looking at the crescent moon above her head.