[Marriage first, love later] She is happy after marrying a widower

The night was as dark as thick ink, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world.

Song Yanzhi brought a group of maids and old women, who surrounded their master and walked along the bluestone path, finally arriving in front of a spacious and bright hall.

As soon as she stepped into the hall, Song Yanzhi saw Song's father and mother sitting there, drinking tea nervously.

Song's father and mother had aged considerably, their skin becoming increasingly darker, like an ancient tree weathered by wind and rain.

And on the face, which was not very smooth to begin with, more deep and shallow wrinkles now appeared, which were the marks left by the years.

At this moment, Song's father and mother also noticed Song Yanzhi walking into the hall.

The two were stunned at first, and then there was a look of disbelief in their eyes.

Especially Song's mother, she stared blankly at the woman in front of her who was dressed luxuriously and had an elegant temperament, her mouth opened so wide that an egg could almost be stuffed in.

After a long time, she finally woke up from a dream, her voice trembling as she cried out with mixed feelings of sadness and joy: "Girl...Girl!"

Recalling that night many years ago, in the remote Hongya Village, a raging fire mercilessly swept through the entire village.

At that time, people said that Song Yanzhi and the Han family were burned to death in the sea of ​​fire.

Song's father and mother went to pay their respects in person.

But who could have imagined that after so many years, the living woman before their eyes turned out to be their daughter whom they thought had passed away long ago, and she had transformed into the distinguished wife of the Duke of Puguo!

Faced with this sudden surprise, Song's mother's mood instantly changed from shock to joy.

She thought to herself, now that she has a daughter who becomes the wife of a duke, will she still need to work so hard on the farm in the future?

Wouldn't it be wonderful if I could just stay in my daughter's house and enjoy the treatment of the old man and the old lord?

As she thought about it, Song's mother couldn't help but smile, and the wrinkles on her face seemed to smooth out.

Father Song looked at Song Yanzhi in astonishment, as if he had seen the most incredible sight in the world.

"Is it really you? You...are not dead?"

His voice was as cold as the wind in the dead of winter, without any warmth or concern that a father should have.

Song Yanzhi bit her lip, her eyes gleaming with anger and disappointment. "Why, have you been hoping for my death?" She made no secret of her hatred for Song's father.

Song Yanzhi felt extremely chilled by her father's cold expression. Every time she saw him, the feeling of disgust grew stronger.

Seeing this, Song's mother quickly reached out and tugged at Song's father's clothes, trying to ease the atmosphere.

"Yanzhi, please don't misunderstand your father. When he heard that you were burned to death, he secretly cried several times! He also kept blaming himself, saying that he shouldn't have married you to the Han family to suffer."

However, Song Yanzhi scoffed at what her mother said.

She felt that this was simply the biggest joke in the world! If Song's father really loved and cared for his daughter so much, how could he sell his own flesh and blood to others without hesitation just for a mere twenty taels of silver?

Song Yanzhi didn't want to pay any attention to her mother's hypocritical words. She just asked coldly with a blank expression: "What exactly is the reason for you to come to my house today?"

Mother Song looked at her graceful and radiant daughter with mixed feelings.

She hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but take a small step forward, wanting to reach out and grab her daughter, but she ended up stopping in mid-air, looking a little hesitant to move forward.

She looked embarrassed, her lips trembling slightly as she spoke hesitantly.

"My dear, your parents heard that you were not dead and were in the capital, so we searched all the way here to find you. We wanted to take you home and reunite with our family.

I never thought...after arriving in the capital, I would find out that my precious daughter has become the wife of a duke! Now that you are living so well here, your parents are completely relieved.

However, to Song Yanzhi, her mother's words were so fake that it was disgusting.

You know, Song's mother has always been a hypocritical person with sweet words and a sharp tongue.

What's more, when I was in Zuihualou, I clearly saw their whole family with my own eyes.

At that time, they entered Beijing in a grand manner, riding in a luxurious carriage!

With the meager savings that Song's father and mother had, it was impossible for them to afford to rent such an expensive carriage.

Therefore, the only person who could allow them to enjoy this treatment was their spoiled son, Song Tianbao.

When she thought of this, Song Yanzhi's face instantly turned gloomy, and her eyes flashed with anger and disgust.

She stared coldly at the parents in front of her and ruthlessly exposed their lies.

"Hmph! Don't think I don't know what you're planning! You said you came here to find me after asking around, but in reality, you were just following the instructions of that fellow Song Tianbao, right?

He sent you to the capital simply to take advantage of the situation and deal with me! He even made such a high-sounding claim, saying he heard I was in the capital and came all the way here to take me home for a reunion. How ridiculous!

Then, Song Yanzhi took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and spoke in an icy voice.

"Well, now that you've seen it, get out of here! Fake people like you are not welcome here!"

After saying that, she turned around abruptly and didn't even look at her parents, as if looking at them for even one more second would make her feel extremely nauseous.

"You unfilial daughter! Your mother and I have come all the way here to visit you! I never thought you would be so cruel. Are you going to drive us away?"

Father Song was so angry that he was shaking all over. His wrinkled face turned red with anger, and veins bulged on his forehead. He stared at Song Yanzhi in front of him with wide eyes, as if he wanted to devour her alive with his eyes.

Song's father has always felt that he has raised his daughter with great difficulty. Now that she has some abilities, she should repay her parents for their upbringing.

But who could have imagined that after they came from afar to her home, this daughter not only did not show the slightest sign of welcome, but she didn't even prepare a decent room for them, let alone fine wine, delicious food, or servants to serve them.

Such a cold and ruthless attitude really chilled Song's father's heart.

"When you sold me, I made it clear enough. Since you sold me, I will pretend that I had never given birth to a daughter like you. Now that you see I'm rich, you come to me and act hypocritically. If you don't find it disgusting, I do."

Song Yanzhi looked at the furious Father Song in front of her with disdain, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile full of irony.