The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

Duan Jingzong, realizing he had done something stupid, pretended to be calm, but in fact he wanted to dig a hole and jump into it.

Lu found out, and Song Shengfu found out soon after.

Seeing Lu covering her mouth and counting the stupidity of her eldest son, Song Shengfu felt a little insecure.

Because she had done it before, that was when Xuan Ge'er had just come, and for a while Xuan Ge'er slept with her.

She really couldn't get used to having a little person sleeping next to her. For several nights in a row, she was afraid that the child next to her would disappear or die while she was sleeping.

I have to say that the two people who don't know how to raise children actually came together at different times in their psychological journey.

She understands, she understands everything.

Song Shengfu observed a moment of silence for his eldest son, because he still had to continue taking care of the child.

In this way, Xuan Ge'er officially settled down in Mingde Hall. He was not used to it at first, but later he became more and more attached to his uncle.

Now that the three children in the mansion have been arranged, Song Shengfu can start to relax again.

"Zhang San yelled, and the angry Lu Li kicked the door open. Inside, Zhang San was already lying on the floor, silent and silent. The window on one side was wide open, and there was no trace of anyone else in the room. Lu Li didn't even glance at Zhang San, turned around and ordered his servants to continue chasing him..."

Suchun sat in the corridor, holding the book in her jade-like hands, and reading the story in the book slowly in her soft voice.

Song Shengfu lay in the rocking chair with her eyes slightly closed. The walnut tree beside her blocked the scorching sun, casting only spots of light and shadow.

Everything was peaceful inside Duan Bo's mansion, but outside it was turbulent.

In June, when not a drop of rain had fallen, the people of Da Chu had long since lost the strength to hold on.

Those with better conditions barely have enough food left, but people in remote areas have long been unable to make ends meet.

Only in the capital, under the emperor's feet, was it better. Lai Sanwazi, who had received the money and food, returned home. Along the way, there were people who envied and envied him, but no one came forward to rob him.

But when the delicious steamed bun fell into the doghouse, everyone who saw it wanted to take a bite.

A few days later, Lai Sanwazi met a woman who had just lost her husband.

As the saying goes, if you want to look good, you must be filial.

This fragile little woman with white flowers on her head and a hibiscus in the rain immediately caught Lai Sanwazi's attention.

Lai Sanwazi, who had just finished drinking and was humming a little tune as he was about to go to the theater to listen to a play, was bumped by Yang'er who suddenly appeared. His body was hollowed out and he fell to the ground like a piece of paper.

Yang'er was stunned for a moment. She deliberately controlled the strength. According to the plot, she should have fallen weakly into the man's arms, and then the two looked at each other.

Who would have thought that this loser would lie on the ground like a toad, reeking of alcohol, which made Yang'er feel nauseous.

"Hey, sir, are you okay?"

Yang'er went forward to help Wu Qing up, but Wu Qing fell to the ground, feeling so painful that his tailbone felt numb.

Hearing a soft and tender voice, Wu Qing swallowed back the curse words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Wu Qing looked up and saw a woman in plain white linen clothes, without any makeup but looking very pitiful standing in front of him.

Wu Qing fell to the ground, and the light and shadow shone on the woman's body, making her look like a fairy.

This angelic person actually came towards him, and Wu Qing was so beautiful that he became infatuated with her.

Seeing the man acting so foolishly, Yang'er's eyes flashed with disgust, and her hands were already on Wu Qing's arms.

"Master, this is my fault. How is your health? Do you want me to take you to the clinic?"

Wu Qing was helped up, but his eyes were stuck on Yang'er's face like thick phlegm.

"Nothing, nothing. Where did the fairy come from?"

It seemed that he was not fully sober yet. After helping Wu Qing up, Yang'er wanted to pull her hand away, but Wu Qing held on tightly and refused to let go.

"Sir, you are drunk, please let go."

Yang'er was so anxious that her face turned red, and her eyes seemed a little red, which made her look even more adorable.

Seeing that the beauty was anxious, Wu Qing let go of her hand out of pity and bowed to apologize like a scholar, but her open clothes and messy hair made her look a little out of place.

"I'm sorry for being rude. What's your name, young lady?"

"My husband's surname is Li,"

Yang'er bowed slightly, and Wu Qing only then saw that the woman had tied her hair into a bun, and he felt very sorry.

"If you have nothing else to do, sir, I will leave first as I have something else to do."

After saying that, Yang'er turned and left. Wu Qing looked at Yang'er's back for a long time and couldn't forget it.

After a few days, Wu Qing always saw Yang'er inadvertently. Every time he saw her, he stared at her infatuatedly and even stopped drinking.

"Brother, what are you looking at? I've seen you looking at me for several days."

Suddenly someone pulled him, and seeing that it was an aunt, Wu Qing said in a panic:

"No, no, I'm just wandering around with nothing to do."

As he was about to leave, Wu Qing still couldn't bring himself to say that he was lusting after a married woman.

"Oh, you didn't tell me and thought I didn't know? You are looking at the Li family's daughter-in-law, right?"

Wu Qing was grabbed by the auntie and he struggled hard but couldn't break free. The auntie was just too strong.

"No, no, don't talk nonsense."

Wu Qing denied it three times in a row, and the aunt smiled mysteriously.

"You can fool others, but you can't fool me. But this Yang'er is really pitiful. She lost her husband at such a young age, and the Li family is a bunch of scoundrels. How is she going to live in the future?"

Wu Qing, who was struggling, stopped when she heard this. Widowed?

Seeing Aunt Wang stop, Wu Qing scratched his head and cheeks, so he licked his face and walked forward to ask.

Aunt Wang glanced at him and spread her hands. Seeing this, Wu Qing cursed him in his heart as a profiteer. He rummaged in his sleeve for a long time and took out a penny and handed it over.

When Aunt Wang saw that there was only a copper coin, she felt a little disgusted, thinking he was a poor guy.

"You've finally asked the right person. I'm from the same village as Yang'er. We had some dealings in the past, and I was the one who introduced the Li family."

Aunt Wang saw that Wu Qing was listening attentively and felt disdainful in her heart, thinking he was an old pervert.

It was from Aunt Wang that Wu Qing learned about Yang'er's life story. She was originally from a scholar's family, but later her parents passed away, leaving her alone.

Later, she was taken a fancy to by the second son of the Li family and married.

Everything was going well, but less than a year after she got married, Li Laoer passed away.

Now everyone in the Li family says that Yang'er has a strong destiny and is unlucky for her father, mother, and husband.

Yang'er is now living a life worse than death in the Li family. Aunt Wang said that she will soon be sent to the Ciyutang by the Li family to exchange for food.

After hearing this, Wu Qing didn't believe in the idea of ​​horoscopes at all. When he married Chunniang in his early years, he had someone calculate his fortune.

The fortune teller said that Chunniang would bring him good luck, and marrying her would bring prosperity to the family.

Bullshit, Wu Qing doesn’t believe in these things now, the only thing in his mind is that beautiful face.

Selling her to the Salesian Church? No, that’s not possible. He still needs a woman.

There was no one to take care of the house these days, and Wu Qing didn't even have a meal to eat when he returned home.

He didn't know how to cook, so he could only look at the food and sigh. Then God sent him a woman.

Wu Qing felt that his luck had changed and even God was helping him.