"Eh, where are you going?" Liang's mother saw Liang Yunzheng rolling up her sleeves and walking out, so she hurriedly called her.

"Of course, go settle accounts!" Liang Yunzheng didn't reply.

"And let me not be like her." Mother Liang muttered.

She was not at ease, so she shoved Xiao Song into Fu Soft's arms and said, "Xiao Soft, you help me take care of Xiao Song, I'll help Yun Zheng, I'm afraid she won't be able to quarrel with Zhang Cuifen." ”

Then Liang's mother also went out in a hurry, leaving Fu Soft and Xiao Song to look at each other in the room.

Fu Soft unhurriedly fed Xiao Song to eat pomegranates.

Before the half pomegranate in his hand was finished, Liang Yunzheng's mother and daughter came back.

Looking at the posture of the two of them entering the door, their backs were straight and straight, they should have won the quarrel.

"If it weren't for Chen Freehand's face, I would still quarrel with her!" Liang Yunzheng sat down and drank three cups with a teacup in his back.

After complaining, he touched his soft knee with his knee and said, "Chen Xiyi is also back." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door, "Little soft, little soft." ”

Liang Yunzheng looked at her with an expression that said Cao Cao Cao.

Fu Soft was helpless, got up and went to the door and said to the door, "The courtyard door is not locked, come in." ”

Chen Xiyi pushed the door in, and saw that there was still Liang Yunzheng's mother and daughter in the room, and he was a little restrained for a while, "I'm sorry, Auntie, don't be like my mother, she hasn't read any books, and the pattern is very small, I apologize to you for her." ”

Liang Yunzheng waved his hand, "It's a small thing." ”

Chen looked at Fu Soft apologetically, "I also apologize to Xiao Soft for my mother, and I will let her come to your door to apologize to you tomorrow." ”

"Forget it." Fu Soft poured a cup of tea for Chen Xiyi and said, "I don't feel at ease." ”

These words made Chen Xieyi feel even more uncomfortable.

He didn't even sit down, and left in a hurry.

When I got home, I had a sad look on my face.

Zhang Cuifen was sipping melon seeds by the stove, and when she heard the movement in the yard, she immediately got up and greeted her, "Freehand, where have you been?" ”

"Go and apologize." Chen Freehand's attitude was a little cold.

"What are you sorry for? What is there to apologize for! Zhang Cuifen said angrily, "I didn't talk nonsense, isn't she Liang Yunzheng divorced now and still carrying a drag oil bottle?" Where did I say it wrong? And that Fusoft, isn't it just marrying a rich husband? I said that she was fostered, and I was right! ”

"Mom!" Chen Shuyi was irritable for no reason, "How many times have I told you, let you keep your mouth shut!" Why don't you listen? ”

"What are you doing so fiercely...... Zhang Cuifen's voice weakened.

"If it weren't for you, Xiao Soft and I wouldn't have come to this point!"

This matter has always been a mustard in Chen Xiyi's heart.

Ever since he knew that Fu Soft was married, he had been haunted by it.

That's a girl he's liked for many years, if it weren't for his mother's obstruction, maybe he would be the one who finally married Fusoft, and he wouldn't be like this, even meeting and talking became so raw.

"What's so good about that Fusoft, except for a face, I don't know what you like about her!" Zhang Cuifen complained.

"I'm tired, sleep!" Chen Xieyi didn't want to listen to her nagging at all, so he directly dropped the bag in his hand and went back to the room.

"Sleep so early? You haven't told your mom about your internship yet, ...... freehand."

With a bang, Chen Xianyi slammed the door directly.

Zhang Cuifen stood at the door in a daze, opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she could only swallow all the words back.

At night, after Liang Yunzheng put Xiao Song to sleep, he came to Fu Soft, saying that he wanted to sleep with her.

The two of them chatted under the quilt as if they had gone back to the past, until they fell asleep.

It was rare for Fu Soft to get up early in the morning, because she had something very important to do today.

"Are you ready?" Liang Yunzheng helped Fu Soft to count the things to be used for worship.

"Well, it's all set."

"Let's go, then."

As soon as she walked to the entrance of the village, Liang's mother chased after Xiao Song, who was crying, "Yun Zheng, Xiao Song is crying and crying to find you, I can't coax it." ”

"This kid." Liang Yunzheng was helpless.

Fu Soft took the things in her hand and said, "I'll go by myself, you go and coax Xiao Song, he is already sticking to you." ”

"That ......"

Without waiting for Liang Yunzheng to finish speaking, Fu Soft said, "It's not the first time I've gone to worship my mother, and besides, it's not far away." ”

"Okay."

Xiao Song was crying so hard that Liang Yunzheng couldn't let it go, so he told Fu Soft to be careful and went over to coax Xiao Song.

Fu Soft twisted a bamboo basket with one hand and walked towards the back mountain.

Fusheng incense is buried in the back mountain, where there is a large area of sandalwood trees.

They are all planted one by one, because that is the favorite taste of Fushengxiang.

Because it was winter, all the leaves of the sandalwood tree had fallen off, leaving only bare branches.

Fu Soft cleaned up the fallen leaves and weeds in front of the tombstone, and cleaned the dust from the tombstone.

Every stroke is very detailed.

Wait until you are done cleaning up before washing your hands and neatly place the offerings you have brought in front of the tombstones.

"Mom, I'm coming to see you." Soft and warm voice.

Only the wind in the valley responded to her.

"It's quiet, it should be your favorite place." She looked around again and then looked down and said.

"It's been so cold this winter, but I've met someone who makes me feel warm, and when he comes back, I'll bring him to meet you." She muttered again.

Speaking of this, her eyes softened a little, "I don't know if you will like him." ”

The reason why Fu Soft is so uncertain is because in her impression, Fu Sheng Xiang is an extremely indifferent person.

After returning to the village with her, she has always lived in seclusion, and rarely has had deep contact with other people.

In the first few years after she came back, there were kind-hearted matchmakers who wanted to give her Zhang Luo's second marriage, but they were all sternly rejected by Fu Shengxiang.

Over time, she also fell into a reputation for being unkind, and no one bothered her.

The soft temperament was more or less influenced by the fragrance of Fusheng.

She lit incense, solemnly knelt in front of Fushengxiang's grave, kowtowed to her, and offered incense.

"There's something else I have to tell you." Fu Soft still knelt and didn't get up, his voice mixed with the cold wind in the mountains, a little nervous.

"I took back what originally belonged to you from Hou Zhenghao." Fu Soft's voice was a little colder than just now, "I know you don't like me to have an intersection with Yunzhou, if you're still here, you should blame me for being arrogant." ”

Fu Soft lowered his eyes, and there was moisture surging in his eyes.

But she restrained herself and held back the wetness.

Choked up, and then continued, "So I came to ask you for my guilt, even if you blame me for this matter, I will get justice for you." ”