Generational Marriage

At the end of May, the wandering flowers in the yard bloomed just right. The unique sweet fragrance attracted countless bees and butterflies. The dazzling colors lined the green leaves, which made people feel a little relaxed for no reason.

But Lin Yuzhen, who stands alone in front of the flowers, obviously does not have such a leisurely mentality to watch flowers. All her thoughts are in this whole compound, the whole family. Grandpa Lu is about to die, although she is very reluctant to admit it, even though Grandpa Lu has finally gotten a son after receiving the good news that the mother and son are safe, but she knows very well that this is just the end of the battle. . Maybe in a certain evening or early morning, he may not be able to get up at a stretch, maybe in a certain late night, he may fall asleep and never wake up again.

Once Grandpa Lu died quietly like this, she would completely lose control of this family for a long time. Her husband and heirs are far away, and her only daughter is married far away. There is no competent person by her side, or someone who can correspond to the second wife's wife and daughter-in-law can help her. Watching them emptied the treasury and public money in various forms? She can't do it. The best way is to divide everything that should be divided up clearly by Grandpa Lu earlier, but Grandpa Lu seems to have no plans at all.

Parents are here, it's no different fortune. As long as Mrs. Lu and Mrs. Lu are still alive, this family is not easy to divide, nor can it be divided. She dare not and should not speak.

At the critical moment, she must make a choice. How to do? Lin Yuzhen grabbed the wandering flower in front of her and rubbed it unconsciously. The delicate petals of the wandering flower were rubbed into a rose-red juice by her. She took care of her properly and dyed her still white fingers into a crimson. At the same time, the tiny barb burrs on the calyx of the wandering flower also pierced into her delicate skin.

"His..." she threw open the lingering flower in her hand with pain, frowning and losing her temper like a child, kicking the stems of the lingering flower vigorously, and startled a few. bee. Wandering flower flexed back and forth a few times, and stood stubbornly there again, watching her laugh at her.

"Madam, you are really...............clearly know that there are thorns on it." Madam Fang hurriedly took the needle, grabbed Lin Yuzhen's hand, raised it to her eyes, squinted her eyes and carefully picked the thorns for her. Test: "Are you worried about family matters?"

Lin Yuzhen sighed and said, "I want the mistress to come back first!" She needs Lin Jinrong as never before. If Lin Jinrong is at home, where would she be passively beaten like this? Hold your breath like this?

Sister Fang was taken aback, stopped the needle in a hurry, and carefully examined her expression: "But she has just given birth, and the young master is afraid that she can't withstand the long distance bumps."

Lin Yuzhen frowned, her tone a little angry: "Could it be that you think I don't feel sorry for them?"

Mother Fang stepped back hurriedly and whispered: "The slave dare not dare, the wife is the mistress's aunt, and the grandmother of the young master's grandmother, how can you not feel bad?" But if it is a pro-girl, how can she not bear it? It is the hottest season for a woman who has just given birth and a tender little milk baby, how can she withstand such a toss?

"It's late May. Even if I send someone a letter right now, I will have to wait until the middle of next month for the letter to reach her at the earliest. She packs up her luggage, and drags it on. It's afraid that it will be eight days later. It’s about the month. It’s one thing to catch up. It’s one thing to catch up.” Lin Yuzhen frowned and looked at the crimson on her fingertips. The thorns of lingering flowers pierced into the skin. The wound was not big, but it was the most painful. Only God will suffer this kind of loss.

Since it's uncertain to catch up, why bother? Madam Fang didn't dare to say much, she only said, "Madam's hand should be rubbed with some medicine or it will be swollen and it will hurt.

Lin Yuzhen, unheard of, continued to find reasons for her own thoughts: "They are pushing people too much. I am alone and in poor health. I can't just watch them doing things like this and emptying the house. My master and I fell. It’s just that I can’t let him and his wife have an empty shell, right? What about Yilang’s marriage in the future? Besides, the old lady and old lady talk about Yilang every day, and it’s filial piety to bring them back to show them."

Mother Fang didn't say a word, so she stood there with her hands bound and listened to her nagging.

Lin Yuzhen complained endlessly about being tired for a long time, walked down the corridor and leaned on the bamboo deck chair, watching the sunset slip down from the horizon little by little. She blinked and said, "It's time to serve the old lady. I don't know, is it clean over there?"

Mother Fang hurriedly waved to Fang Ling to come over: "Go and see, what are you doing at Juxian Pavilion?"

Fangling left the courtyard and didn't go far. When she met Fangzhu standing there and talking to Mrs. Hu, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Sister Fangzhu, where are you from?"

Fangzhu saw that it was her, and the smile on his face became more sincere. He stepped forward and took her hand and said, "I just came from the second grandma's tea shop. Have you had dinner?"

Fang Ling smiled and said, "I haven't eaten yet. My wife hasn't eaten yet. Where do we eat? Is there anything going on in the tea shop?"

Fangzhu went to the tea shop today, but he delivered a letter on behalf of Lin Jinrong. This is not easy to say, so he said perfunctorily: "It's not a matter of importance. A few days ago, my wife asked someone to make some good tea. I went to honor Mr. Zhu. I didn't worry about other people going, so I walked in person. No, just someone delivered the tea."

Fang Ling's face was full of envy: "My mistress trusts you quite a bit. Now when the family talks about you, who doesn't say you have a better life?"

"My wife is very dependent on you. Except for Mother Fang, she counts you. How do you envy me? Where are you going?" Fangzhu smiled slightly and sighed. At that time, who would have thought of himself Will there be today? The embarrassment he did, not only almost lost his errand, but also almost died. As a result, he not only saved his life, but also became a blessing in disguise and became a person Lin Jinrong relied on.

Fang Ling lowered her voice: "What else can you do? My wife is going to Juxian Pavilion to wait for a patient, but she doesn't like that one, so let me go and see."

Fangzhu didn't dare to hold her to talk any more, and hurriedly pushed her: "Then you should go now? Beware of missing your wife."

Fang Ling hurriedly bid farewell to her and walked quickly towards Juxian Pavilion.

Standing in place, Fangzhu watched Fangling's back, and thought to himself that it was mostly Lin Yuzhen who wanted to talk to Grandpa Lu in private, not wanting others to know. Although I don't know what it is, I am sure that it is mostly related to the second room. The situation in the mansion now, not to mention Lin Yuzhen, is that when they see them clearly, their hearts are floating. But she is a servant, so what if she is anxious? Just looking at the yard for Lin Jinrong.

As the night darkened, several cold stars rose from the horizon accompanied by the waning moon. Lin Yuzhen half-opened her eyes, staring at the waning moon with a stray look, thinking lonely, what is Lu Jianxin doing at this time? Mostly it was his group of beautiful concubines drinking and having fun, what is Lu Yun doing? Is it to set the rules in front of the mother-in-law, or is the couple walking? What are Lu Yan and Lin Jinrong doing? Yes, both of them must be extremely happy. Everyone is happy. She is alone here to face these chores, planning for them. She is exhausted, and her empty stomach twitches suddenly. She feels a bit resentful for a while. Why? !

"Madam, there are no idlers in Juxian Pavilion. The old lady just used dinner and was walking around in the yard. Only Manager Fan was next to speak with him." Fang Ling stepped forward quickly, stroking his chest and taking a breath, quickly. Said something.

Lin Yuzhen frowned and looked at her, slowly stretching out her hand. Fangling hurriedly stepped forward and leaned over to help Lin Yuzhen up, and arranged her dress and jewelry: "Madam, it's dark, wait for the slave and maid to play a lantern."

Lin Yuzhen said nothing, and went ahead.

The other two big girls Fangzhi and Fangnian hurriedly followed up one by one, and Lin Yuzhen frowned: "What are so many people following me for? Mother Fang!"

"Come!" Mother Fang hurriedly took out a cup of tonic soup, winking towards Fang Ling. Fang Ling didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly lit up the lantern, and together with Mother Fang, quietly followed Lin Yuzhen's pace.

Lin Yuzhen walked into the bamboo forest in front of the Juxian Pavilion with her head buried in her mouth. She stopped and asked Mother Fang, "What's in it?"

Mother Fang said: "Ginseng soup."

Since he was going to wait for the illness, he should have covered his hands slightly. Without a word, Lin Yuzhen walked quickly to Juxian Pavilion. At this time, the sky had all dimmed, and the old lady was not in the yard. The whole courtyard was empty and quiet, only the light from the main room where the old lady lived. A child stood by the corridor and hurriedly saluted hello when he saw Lin Yuzhen.

Fang Ling. Stepped forward and said: "Go and report to the old lady, who will bring him ginseng soup."

Tong'er answered. After a while, the curtain of the main room was lifted. The Song family wore a plain light blue sleeved jacket with small sleeves, and a moon pigment gauze skirt under his head, with the same plain smile on his face. There was a scent of sandalwood, standing there looking at Lin Yuzhen and saluting: "Sister-in-law is here?"

Lin Yuzhen was surprised to see that she was here. She hated and annoyed and turned her head back to stare at Fang Ling. Fang Ling was so wronged, it was obvious that the Song clan was not there when she came earlier.

Lin Yuzhen didn't lose her stance for long. A smile appeared on her face without a smile, and she passed the Song Clan gently and walked in, saying indifferently, "I'm here to deliver ginseng soup to father-in-law, the second younger brother and sister are really hard. Live farther than me, run faster than me."

Soong followed up, turned the Buddhist beads hanging on his wrists, and smiled gently: "Am I young? It's okay to run faster." His gaze was on the Tang Zhan in Madam Fang's hand. Saw, said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, don't you know? Two days ago, Lu Jing invited a famous doctor to his grandfather and prescribed a prescription. The food was very good, but he couldn't use ginseng."

She didn't even know such a major event! Lin Yuzhen couldn't help getting furious, staring fiercely at Grandma Fang, and sneered: "I only regard the ginseng as the best, and I only have the best, so I take honor to my father, whatever it is, it's all my heart."

Song Shihe said in a kind manner: "Indeed, being a child is just what you want."

Pink 1600 last moment, ask for a pink ticket. Thank you all for your pink and support. Pay the debt next month.