The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Honeysuckle spoke softly and told her plan.

"The affection and love of men in this world is like the peach blossoms in March, which will not last forever. Now, the young lady should take advantage of her youth and give birth to a legitimate son. To put it another way, as a wife, the young lady must not push the man away and ignore him."

Song Guanzhou still didn't give up. "Even if we divorce, it would be insecure for me to hire slaves and servants outside alone, wouldn't it?"

Honeysuckle looked at the young lady who was indeed somewhat naive, and said seriously, "I am a big slave and I am bullying my master. You are alone and have no one to rely on, and something has happened. Whether I am a slave or a servant, I know that you are alone. I will bully you and take you to a remote place, and that's it."

After hearing this, Song Guanzhou felt discouraged.

"My ancestor, you can no longer think about divorcing your wife. Just keep your original intention and don't be like before, thinking only about the Fourth Young Master. Women are soft and delicate. If they get hurt a few more times, there will be no way for them to survive."

This sentence attracted Song Guanzhou's attention. She looked at Ren Dong and asked, "How do you know so much?"

Honeysuckle felt a little embarrassed and touched Scarface. "I have seen a lot and I said it randomly. Madam, please don't let your imagination run wild. Life is not easy for a woman. It is best to hold on to something tangible."

The master and servant talked until dawn.

Song Guanzhou sighed, "What if Pei An wants to harm me later——"

"What are you talking about, Madam?"

Song Guanzhou lowered his head and said half-truthfully, "To be fair, Pei An is good-looking, and he passed the imperial examination at a young age. His father earned the title of Duke, so he must have a bright future. What if one day I get in his way—"

Ren Dong was stunned, "This..." Then he whispered, "The Fourth Young Master will definitely not do that."

Song Guanzhou lifted the quilt and curled up, "Forget it, the world is unpredictable."

Ren Dong thought she had to strike while the iron was hot, so she gently pulled back the corner of the quilt and said, "Madam, you should stop getting angry with the Fourth Young Master." At this point, she tucked in the corner of the quilt and said, "Sleep a little longer."

At five o'clock in the morning, the maids and wives all got up one after another, some sweeping the floor, some wiping the table. Mrs. Meng prepared some simple meals in the small kitchen. Rendong came out to arrange things. "Today or tomorrow, the mansion will call some carpenters to come over and measure the dimensions to make a few bookcases. I'll see what Uncle Hai will arrange later. If the books are moved back, everyone will have to work hard to count them."

Everyone agreed.

Mrs. Meng asked quietly, "Young Madam, can you get up and eat something?"

"She didn't sleep well last night. We'll see later. Put some on the fire first. Be careful and don't make any loud noises."

Song Guanzhou just woke up lazily after lunch. Xiao Shi came to visit with her son, Aunt Chu and two maids. Seeing that she was still in a spring sleep, she couldn't help but poke her smooth and plump forehead a few times, "What a lucky daughter-in-law. Mother exempted us from paying respects in the morning and evening, but it was a good thing for the fourth young master's wife to sleep until this hour."

Song Guanzhou took the cool towel handed to him by Rendong, put it on his face, and the coolness of the spring water cleared away his sleepiness.

"Sister-in-law, please don't tease me. It's better for mother and sister-in-law to forgive me."

Xiao Yinxiu looked at her lazy attitude and thought that if we talk about vixen, it has to be Song. Needless to say, she has a charming figure and a beautiful face, but now she is wearing plain clothes without any makeup, but her every move is full of affection.

It’s a pity that the blind fourth brother actually fell in love with a prostitute.

After eating some soup and porridge, Song Guanzhou yawned and asked Xiao Yinxiu why she came. Xiao Yinxiu covered her mouth with her silk scarf and chuckled, "At Miss Jin's peach blossom banquet, I thought it was time for the family to make spring clothes, so why not do it earlier to save trouble? I brought Madam Huan here today to measure your figure."

Song Guanzhou was listless and teased Huan Ge'er who followed him.

"I will listen to you, sister-in-law. Just give me your orders."

After that, he looked at Pei Yuhuan's snack bag and said, "Brother Huan, take some candies to moisten Fourth Aunt's mouth." Huan was chubby and cute. He pouted and flipped through the small snack bag, "Fourth Aunt, there are not many left."

Song Guanzhou leaned over and looked over. "Then give it all to Fourth Aunt."

Huange'er, who was wearing a scarlet robe, looked at his mother, then looked at the strange aunt who didn't play with him much in the past, and actually stood up and hid aside.

"Aunt Four, there really aren't many left."

He refused in a baby voice and held his pockets tightly.

Xiao Yinxiu was so amused that she laughed repeatedly, and coaxed her little son, "Hurry up and give it to Fourth Aunt, otherwise Fourth Aunt won't give it to you when she gets something delicious someday."

Pei Yuhuan had his hair in a pigtail and hid behind Aunt Chu. No matter how she coaxed him, he refused to let go.

Song Guanzhou sighed, "My good nephew, you really treat Fourth Aunt as an outsider. She will bring some delicious fruit from the kitchen in a while, just wait and see." Pei Yuhuan rolled his eyes, "Fourth Aunt, I'm not greedy, I only eat what's mine, if you bring me any fruit from your house, I won't take it either."

Hey!

"Have some backbone!"

After rubbing Fatty, Song Guanzhou felt much better. The kitchen also brought snacks over. She coaxed Pei Yuhuan to eat a bowl of milk skin with her. The two of them took a spoonful each and were so close. After eating, Fatty also started to call her "Fourth Aunt" all the time. The soft and sticky snacks actually made Song Guanzhou happy.

"Guanzhou, don't be like this. He drools from time to time." Xiao Shi was afraid of causing Song Guanzhou's dislike. In the past, this sister-in-law had been moody. It was better not to add some unhappiness to the reunion of the sisters-in-law.

"No problem."

Although Huang Ge'er, now three or four years old, had been weaned a long time ago, his body was full of the fragrance of milk. When Song Guanzhou sat next to him, his brows softened inexplicably.

In front of the young child, he unconsciously lost his guard.

When they were in high spirits, Song Guanzhou even played some modern games with him, which Huan Ge'er had never seen before, and in the end he laughed so hard that his face turned red.

Song Guanzhou rubbed his chubby face and said, "Come and play with me later." The little fat boy nodded vigorously and took out the last fruit crisp from the snack bag and handed it to Song Guanzhou.

Xiao Yinxiu laughed so hard that she almost choked. "Are you willing to give it up now? ... Who is the child, you or your fourth aunt?"

Song Guanzhou squatted down and let the little fat boy feed it to his mouth. After a few bites, he laughed, "Brother Huan is so good." Pei Yuhuan nodded, "You are also very good."

These words almost brought tears to Song Guanzhou's eyes. She said in a low voice with sadness in her eyes, "Fourth Aunt is not very well behaved." If she was well behaved, how could she almost lose her life? If she was well behaved, how could she have been transmigrated into this shabby book and used her life to bring glory to others.

The little fat boy pulled her finger and said firmly, "Very good."

The child, about three or four years old, looked at her with big almond-shaped eyes under long and curled eyelashes.

Song Guanzhou hummed. Seeing that the fourth brother's wife was in a low mood, Xiao Yinxiu immediately changed her tone, "Oh, Shaohua Garden is not that far away. You two are going to make us laugh. If you really can't bear to leave, how about we meet again tomorrow morning?"

The masters and servants were all laughing and talking, except Pei Yuhuan and Song Guanzhou.

The two of them held hands and looked at each other seriously. Pei Yuhuan thought for a while and shook Song Guanzhou's hand, "Eat well, sleep well, and be safe." He was only three or four years old, and he learned these words from his mother and wet nurse. He thought that he heard these words from his elders and servants a lot, so he followed suit. Little did he know that these words made Song Guanzhou's emotions uncontrollably.

But in front of the child, she bit her lips tightly, forced a smile, and gently hugged the baby who smelled like milk, "Okay, Huan Ge'er should do the same, be safe and sound."

In the past, Xiao Yinxiu disliked Song Guanzhou, but today, seeing that she was only happy in front of Huan Ge'er, she felt inexplicably sad.

She was not innocent in the Jianshuifang incident, but she was not the instigator either.

My aunt asked to release the group of Madam Xian. Aunt Chu just asked a few questions why they murdered Song. Madam Xian was a good singer and actress, and she said bluntly that the fourth young master's wife was possessed by a ghost.

Then, without any further questions, he released him privately.

The next night, she was going to meet her aunt in secret to seek some advice, but she accidentally ran into the master who entered the small Buddhist temple in anger. A moment later, she heard her aunt crying hysterically.

Later, the ownership of Wenxi Villa changed.

If we were to ask who the real master is in this mansion, it would definitely be Pei Jian, the former uncle and current father-in-law.

In front of him, she could only be good and obedient. If he asked her to deliver the manor, she would do it. If he asked her to deliver headgear, she would take it out without any hesitation.

After this matter was exposed, she felt a little guilty, but it was pitifully small. Because she knew that even if she didn't feel guilty, Song Guanzhou couldn't do anything to her. Everyone in the mansion knew that the fourth young master's wife's parents had both passed away and she had no family, and they also knew that Song was not favored by the fourth young master.

Even if she takes advantage of her power to bully others, what can Song Guanzhou do?

Holding Huan Ge'er's hand and leaving Shaohua Garden, Xiao Yinxiu leaned over and asked softly, "Huan Ge'er, do you really like Fourth Aunt?"

Brother Huan nodded.

After a long time, he raised his head and said, "Don't bully her, she's about to cry."

Xiao Yinxiu: ...You are a child less than four years old, you can't even speak clearly, how do you know what it means to be bullied or not.

After Xiao Yinxiu and his group left Shaohua Garden, Song Guanzhou stood in a daze under the grape trellis where he had said goodbye to Huan Ge'er. He could no longer hold back the grievances that had been suppressed in his heart for two months, and burst into tears.

The childish words pierced through Song Guanzhou's forced strength.

She missed her parents, relatives and few close friends from her previous life madly. Even though she was drifting away from her parents because of different marriage choices, she was now standing in a distant and unfamiliar time and space, and helpless pain was growing madly from the bottom of her heart.

Here, everyone was trying to persuade her from the perspective of interests.

including herself.

Only this strange child told her softly to eat well, sleep well and be safe.

She cried uncontrollably, standing lonely in the midday sun, like a child wrapped in heavy sadness, crying her heart out.

Several maids were frightened and didn't know what to do. Seeing her crying so hard, Lianhua and Hehua were fine, but the other two younger maids also started crying.

Ren Dong took Sister Meng out to see the guests off. The daughter-in-law Zi Zhuanggu, who was bought together with Sister Meng, was not good at speaking. She quickly found a silk scarf and handed it to Song Guanzhou, and whispered, "Madam, it's windy, don't cry, it's bad for your health."

Song Guanzhou shook his head slightly, tears splashing everywhere.

Zhuang Gu's eyes also turned red as she thought about her own fading life. Lianhua Hehua came over to support Song Guanzhou, but she gently waved him away and just cried bitterly.

As soon as Rendong and Mrs. Meng stepped into the courtyard, they saw the masters and servants in the yard crying.

She was startled and walked up to him quickly. Just as she was about to say something to persuade him, Song Guanzhou squatted on the ground, covering his face and unable to stop.

——Can this foggy life be peaceful?