New widow

Mrs. Eleven raised the car curtain and did not see the Song family chasing after her, so Mrs. Eleven complained a little, and Master Eleven smiled faintly: "Everyone in this family has their own ideas. We agreed now, as long as Afraid that if they wait until tomorrow, they will regret it.”

"What do you mean, Master?" Mrs. Eleven hesitated, and a smile appeared on Master Eleven's lips: "Of course I want them to hand over the title."

As he spoke, Mr. Eleven leaned against the wall of the car: "It's really a desperate situation."

Mrs. Eleven sighed when she thought of the danger this morning: "I hope everything goes smoothly from now on."

"Madam, I have worked hard for you all these years." Mr. Eleven reached out and held Mrs. Eleven's hand. Mrs. Eleven looked at her husband: "We are husband and wife, and besides, this is all for our son."

Master Eleven took a look at his son and saw him sitting there upright. Master Eleven also smiled. His son was naturally very outstanding, and there was no way he could compare with those incompetent people.

Master Eleven's car arrived at the house over there first, and the housekeeper was already waiting there. Master Eleven's family only went in for lunch, grabbed some things, and continued walking to the city gate.

"I don't know when I will come back now." Mrs. Eleven looked at the scenery outside and sighed softly.

"You will be back soon." Master Eleven couldn't help but clenched his hands into fists, and then Mrs. Eleven said in surprise: "Master, you are right, the eldest master is waiting for you at the city gate."

In this way, the fifth uncle convinced his elder brother. A proud smile appeared on Master Eleven's lips, but he quickly stopped the smile.

Master Song chased him all the way to the city gate

, but did not see Master Eleven’s carriage. After asking the people guarding the city gate, there was no such group of people leaving. Mr. Song thought that Mr. Eleven might have gone to that house, but Mr. Song didn't know where the house was, so he had to arrange for someone to wait at the city gate where Mr. Eleven might go. Mr. Song was waiting at the city gate where he was most likely to go out.

When he saw Master Eleven's carriage, the stone in Master Song's heart fell to the ground.

Master Eleven had already raised the car curtain and asked Master Song, "Why are you here, brother?"

The housekeeper has already stepped forward to stop Master Eleven's carriage.

Master Eleven deliberately pretended not to know, raised the curtain and said to the coachman: "Why don't you go?" The coachman said respectfully: "Master, the great master is here."

"Brother, why are you here?" Mr. Eleven pretended to be surprised and hurriedly jumped out of the carriage.

Master Song held Master Eleven's hand tightly: "It's just a trivial matter, how could you leave in anger, brother?"

"Uncle, as a brother-in-law, I have to refute this." Mrs. Eleven also lifted the curtain and said solemnly to Mr. Song.

Mr. Song deliberately sighed, and then said to Mr. Eleven: "I have told you that the clan is not unreasonable. You don't have to leave now. Just come back with me. The clan will definitely I’ll give you justice.”

"Thank you for your kindness, brother. It's just that I have suffered such a big grievance. If I go back with you again, others will say that I am just taking the opportunity to cause trouble, so I won't go back."

Mr. Eleven was already happy in his heart, but he still pretended to be aggrieved on his face. Mr. Song knew that

Master Eleven was here to fetch Qiao, so Master Song gritted his teeth and said to Master Eleven: "The clan has already publicly elected your son as the heir. For such a big event, you will naturally have to go back."

"Seriously?" Mr. Eleven was happy in his heart, but it didn't show on his face. He even frowned: "I'm not worried about anything else, I'm just worried..."

"Of course it's true." Mr. Song said and patted Mr. Eleven on the shoulder: "This matter was decided by the fifth uncle. The fifth uncle has decided it. I am in favor of it, so naturally no one will object."

"Having said that, my third sister-in-law used to..." Master Eleven still looked hesitant, but Master Song had already said to the coachman: "Turn the horse's head, we will go back now."

"Brother, we still need to..." Master Eleven was about to get Qiao again, but Master Song pushed him to the waiting sedan aside: "Let's go, let's go back together."

Master Song's sedan could barely fit two people in. As soon as Master Eleven sat in, Master Song also came in. However, Master Eleven still had a troubled look on his face. Master Song had already given two orders to the bearer to call the sedan. Husband hurried back.

"We'll talk about it in detail when we get home." Mr. Song only said this to Mr. Eleven. Mr. Eleven then smiled and said: "As brothers, we all rely on the help of the eldest brother."

"You and I are brothers, and besides, my nephew is really smart." Mr. Song couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart when he said these words. His own son originally had hope, but now he could only watch someone else's son become an heir. Become a prince. It's all that woman's fault.

Mr. Song cursed bitterly in his heart, Mrs. Eleven saw them go back

He put down the car curtain and smiled on his lips. This title belongs to his family and he can't escape no matter what.

"Mother, I heard..." Song An will have a funeral in two days. Song Zhen is a filial daughter and has to be busy as well. Song Zhen has also heard some of what happened in these days, and she can't help but Ask Suqiao.

Su Qiao just smiled faintly: "I told you, these things have nothing to do with you, you just eat and drink as you should every day."

"Whether I like it or not, my surname is Song, and I am the daughter of this family. This man is my father." Others couldn't understand Song Zhen's words, but Su Qiao did, and Su Qiao could only hold her hand. Shoulder: "I know, you are worried about what others say, but most of the time, don't worry about it."

How could you not care? Song Zhen looked at the spiritual tablet, the father she had never met. Why should all the happiness, anger, sorrow and joy in the backyard follow him? Why, even if he died, many things would have to happen... Song Zhen couldn't think about it any more and just whispered: "My mother is still here. At that time, he often told me how prosperous and magnificent the Duke's Mansion was, and that I should enter the Duke's Mansion and live the life of a rich lady. Now, I have become a rich lady, but I find it very boring."

Especially after the period of filial piety is over, you will marry someone who is liked by the elders and from a well-matched family. Then you will go to another mansion and live the life of a young lady from a wealthy family. Song Zhen doesn't like these enviable lives in the eyes of others.

But Song Zhen also knows that if she says these words, others will only laugh at her and laugh at her for being willing to be humble. How can she let the rich lady live?

However, I want to return to that small yard and live with my mother.