Widow

He Chenglin was determined to divorce him.

Yu Jinsi couldn't believe his ears, he looked at his stepson, the expression on his face was not fake at all.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

He Chenglin looked at him very indifferently.

"I know, sir, take good care of your injuries. I will send someone to notify your father and ask him to pick a day to pick you up."

Yu Jinsi was trembling all over, and his breathing became short of breath.

Ai Nanyan couldn't stand it anymore: "You have to say this when someone is seriously ill, He Chenglin, is your brain not good enough?"

No one knows whether his head is made of wood, but his heart is probably made of wood.

Yu Jinsi had been ill for many days, and there was a lot of noise in the mansion about He Chenglin's divorce of his young mother. This excitement did not affect the Xiaohonglou, the building was deserted, and no one came to see it.

Miss Biao came in giggling, and was taken out by the housekeeper who followed her in her arms. She also looked at Yu Jinsi very unkindly, as if he wanted to eat people.Only then did Yu Jinsi realize that he was stupid. Meng Shu told him what Lu Wanzhou had said, and he understood why He Chenglin was so angry.

He took medicine for his illness every day, but he didn't see any improvement. When he coughed, he seemed to spit out his lungs.

That night, when he saw through the green screen window that there were still people coming and going outside, and the ancestral hall was brightly lit, he knew that He Chenglin had done what he said, and he really called people in the clan to discuss the divorce letter.

He opened the sandalwood box that he brought in as a dowry. Except for some clothes, there was a treasure box at the bottom of the box. There was nothing in the treasure box, only a marriage letter.

"Marriage of two surnames, a contract in one house, a good relationship will last forever, and the same name is matched. Look at the peach blossoms on this day, it is suitable for IKEA, and it is predicted that the year will be full of melons, and Erchang Erzhi. I would like to write to Hongjian with a white-headed agreement. The alliance of red leaves will be recorded in the mandarin genealogy. This is the proof."

After so many years, the gold letters on the red paper still shine brightly at night, the same as before, reminding people of things that have long been forgotten.

Father He made a special trip to ask someone to fly to France to buy a bouquet of roses, a large bouquet of 99 roses.

It is as red as fire.

At that time, even Yu Jinsi didn't know what an airplane was or what France was.

Father He whetted his appetite all of a sudden, and the two had a few words to say, otherwise Yu Jinsi would run away as soon as he saw him, and would not even pay him a glance.

It's just that marriage is a major event in life after all, Yu Jinsi knew his own situation, and refused to agree easily, so he had to persuade him earnestly.

"You don't love me, and I don't love you, so how can two people live together.

At Father He's age, there are stories in his eyes, and he must see things lightly, but there are still some things that he can never let go of.

"I once loved someone, but I didn't have a chance to be nice to him. I think of him when I see you. From now on, I just want to be nice to you. Would you like to?"

His infatuation is very touching, Yu Jin thought: I am the same, if I love someone all my life, I will never change my mind.

Love is what makes people happy.

Only guilt will torture you and keep you awake at night.

Father He wanted to make up for this guilt.

One sees another person through others, and the other buries a grave in his heart, burying a person.

Yu Jinsi put the marriage letter into a candle and lit it, watching it burn to ashes.

Later, Father He's eighteen concubines were all chosen for him by Yu Jinsi himself. Their family background, character, and appearance were all in his eyes. To wake up with a smile.

But Father He is different, he seems a little unhappy, a little annoyed, and a little unwilling, but he has no position or reason for not wanting to, Yu Jinsi sometimes feels that he doesn't understand him, anyway he thinks that Father He married a concubine good thing.

In this way, two people don't have to sit facing each other every day, and they can also use it to make a few mahjong tables, which relieves boredom on weekdays.

Marrying Father He, he just felt bored, eating was boring, talking was boring, and doing nothing was interesting, but Father He didn't do anything wrong. On the contrary, he would behave like he was before marriage and keep his promise , it will be good for him until death.

The difference between Father He and Yu Jinsi is that one person seems to have gradually forgotten the other person, he often looks at the person in front of him in a daze, but Yu Jinsi still does not forget, he also sticks to the end, keeps his promise, and only loves one person in his life.

The two have been loving and loving couples for ten years.

Now this fate is over.

Regarding Miss Biao's matter, paper cannot cover fire.

In the end, Yin Zhihui should know. Originally, He Chenglin planned to finish these important matters, and then personally edited a book and sent it to explain the whole story clearly. It would not be too embarrassing for his elders to love him so much when he was young.

Unexpectedly, Yin Zhihui knew about it in advance, and gathered a group of people to attack aggressively, as long as Yu Jinsi was accused.How could He Chenglin let them rush into the small red building like this, Yu Jinsi was seriously ill in bed, if there was a trouble, no one could pay for it.

The two parties were stuck in the living room, arguing and arguing endlessly.Yin Zhihui made up his mind in his heart that he wanted He Chenglin to be his son-in-law, so he was naturally reluctant to do anything to him. Besides, it was not his fault that Miss Biao was injured. Now Yin Zhihui just wanted to make Yu Jinsi angry.

In any case, Yin Zhihui could be regarded as the elder of He Chenglin's generation. He Chenglin couldn't get angry with him by talking harshly, so he had to carry Father He out.

The two of them calmed down a bit, sat down and drank tea for a break, their throats were burning.

Yin Zhihui talked about Miss Biao's future from left to right, in order to force He Chenglin to personally promise that he would take care of him for the rest of his life, and when he goes along with the flow to pretend, the marriage will be considered a success and everyone will be happy.

Unexpectedly, He Chenglin refused to mention it life and death, and only said that he would take Miss Biao as his younger sister, and would definitely take care of him, and if he recovered from his illness, he would also be willing to introduce a lover to him.

Yin Zhihui was dumbfounded, who could compare to his nephew, the richest man in the city, the promising Young Master Pian Pianjia.

When they were stalemate, someone outside the door suddenly asked loudly: "This man has a marriage contract with my family, why are you here to visit his in-law's house again! It's ridiculous, dreaming!"

☆, extra

He Chenglin took Lai Wenrong and others to Beiping, and they went there for more than a month. When they returned to He's mansion, they saw that the mansion was decorated with lanterns and cigarettes, and it was already New Year's Eve.

Because of He Chenglin's private release of his concubine before, Yu Jinsi exempted him from asking for peace and family meals every day, and let this turtle-like college student just drop by the house to eat and eat out of his temper.

The two of them haven't met each other for several months, and now it's all because of the special day and it's unavoidable.

In the ancestral hall, Yu Jinsi offered incense and knelt down, clasped his hands together, with a devout and kind face on his face.

In my heart: old bastard, old bastard, old bastard, old bastard...

Meng Shu knocked on the door, then leaned forward and asked, "Ma'am, the young master is back, should we eat in the front hall or go back to the Little Red Building for dinner?"

Yu Jinsi rolled his eyes where no one could see, he had nothing to do with He Chenglin's unbridled temper, and the two never got along.

But the whole family eats their own food on New Year's Eve, and it's too shameful to spread the word.

Yu Jinsi: "Ask the servants to prepare dinner in the front hall, and you go invite the young master."

"Yes."

On the pear wood marble table in the front hall, there were eight cold dishes and eight hot dishes, fried and fried birds and animals. He Chenglin ate a few mouthfuls, and saw his stepmother wearing a fox fur cloak, a long gown inside, and a snow sculpture on the end. The figure made of jade did not move the chopsticks after eating only two bites.

Asked: "The food doesn't match the taste?"

Yu Jinsi was depressed, he was in so much pain that he lost his appetite, and the old illness he suffered from when he was young is now difficult to heal. He originally wanted to use opium to deal with his life, but the young master especially hated this. He stabbed the villain with a needle in his heart, and smiled with Feng Jiyue: "I think of last year when your eighteen little mothers were still there, there were so many people at the dinner table, everyone had a lot of fun, and they could sing, read, play, and play. This year, they didn't even have a mahjong table after dinner."

He Chenglin thought it was something difficult, and made him worry like this: "Isn't it just mahjong, sir, you want to beat me and ask someone to accompany you."

Yu Jinsi choked on that Mr.

As a result, He Chenglin asked someone to pick up Yin's cousin from Dongcheng, the embroiderer from Jinxiufang in the south, and little Gegeai Nanyan who happened to be here for a visit.The cousin of Yin's family lacked a brain, so she couldn't go to the mahjong table.Yu Jinsi grabbed a handful of honey pine nuts and coaxed the child to play with Meng Shu.

Then the four decided to play Sichuan mahjong.He Chenglin is Yu Jinsi's opponent, and the two girls are opponents.

Ai Nanyan is rich and noble, and if he asks for ten yuan, the He family naturally doesn't care, but where did Xiu Niang get so much money, so he looked embarrassed, and He Chenglin said: "If he loses, it's mine. If he wins, it's mine." Take care of him."

Yu Jinsi had an elderly gossip expression on his face, eating melons in silence.

Ai Nanyan didn't do it: "Why should you help him out? If that's the case, I won't fight anymore."

Yu Jinsi happily came out to make peace: "Don't worry, Hua Niangzi's master has an old relationship with me. If you lose, you will owe it first. When the time comes, I will go to his master to ask for the IOU."

Xiu Niang's master is nicknamed Mijue Shitai. When Yu Jinsi was young, Yu Jinsi had no fewer than dozens of single-handed fights with him. Everyone in the city knew that the two were mortal enemies. Xiu Niang knew it well. This is the He family. Madame is not going to ask for the money.

Ai Nanyan didn't know the origin of the two families, so she nodded.

Playing mahjong makes people active, and He Chenglin saw his stepmother laughing and laughing, talking and laughing with Ai Nanyan and others, which changed from the usual dullness.

Yu Jinsi did not put Danko on the ten fingers like other women, but they were also carefully cared for. I don't know what to apply, and they were moist and plump and slightly pink.

No makeup is applied on the face, and it is also as white as porcelain.

He Chenglin couldn't help but lose his mind, and ended up firing cannons all the way, frequently releasing the underwater house. Xiu Niang gently pushed the card, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I'm confused again."

Yu Jinsi thought to himself: Cena, the apprentice of the exterminated nun, don't be my daughter-in-law in the future.

The crowd played more than ten rounds, the embroidered lady touched the whiteboard, He Chenglin hit the whiteboard, and made three sticks.

Seeing that the embroidered lady wanted seven tubes for the last round, He Chenglin didn't know what he was thinking, so he just played the tubes. Yu Jinsi was so anxious that he kicked He Chenglin under the table.

After kicking Yu Jinsi, I regretted it, and I couldn't hold back my face when I spread the word of disrespect.

He Chenglin's complexion changed, and his eyes flashed across the faces of the three of them. He was naturally embarrassed, and he didn't know who kicked him.

Yu Jinsi was indifferent, and decided to hold on, anyway, as long as no one would see that he kicked it.