Shen Zhaozhao's eyes turned red, and he walked over and faced the Zhan family.

He took Yang Hanliu's hand.

"Sister Liu'er," Shen Zhaozhao sniffed and said softly, "Originally there were two men in the room upstairs. According to the rules, they should not be in the same room with you."

"Since sister Liu'er is clamoring to sleep on my bedding, and I feel sorry for her, I can only go upstairs and squeeze in with the other boy."

After saying that, Shen Zhaozhao raised his hand, wiped the corners of his eyes, rubbed his eyes even redder, looked back at his quilt reluctantly, and sobbed.

He turned around slowly and made a gesture as if to leave.

Yang Hanliu was stunned.

Shen said this.

Shen became a virtuous woman who was forced into a helpless situation, and she, Yang Hanliu, became the ignorant one.

Why did she insist on sleeping on Shen's bedding?

Why did Shen Shi get together with a man?

Yang Hanliu almost vomited to death and wanted to argue for herself, as if things were indeed as Shen said...

"Zhao Zhao, come back."

The old man spoke.

Shen Zhaozhao turned around at the first opportunity and looked at Yang and Yang Hanliu aunt and nephew timidly, as if he wanted to come back but didn't dare.

Now even Yang, who couldn't read people's expressions, noticed that something was wrong.

However, it was too late.

"Come back, you are the granddaughter-in-law of the Wang Zhan family, you don't have to look at the faces of the Yang family members!" The old lady was angry. Yang was in front of her, teaming up with her niece from her mother's family to bully Shen Zhaozhao!

"grandmother!"

Shen Zhaozhao couldn't hold back her tears, she covered her face, rushed in crying, and squeezed onto the bunk bed.

Guo quickly spread out the quilt she had just hugged, and the next moment, Shen Zhaozhao threw herself into her quilt, crying loudly.

"Yang, if you don't want to be a widow of our Zhan family anymore, you can just ask for it directly. I will write a letter of divorce for my son and let you go back to the Yang family and remarry."

Old Man closed his eyes tiredly.

Originally, her son passed away, and she felt sorry for Yang, who had gone from being a delicate woman to a widow overnight.

As long as Yang's heart is still in the Zhan family like Guo and Lin, and they walk together and work together, that's all that's fine.

But now it seems that Yang's heart has already returned to her parents' home.

In the past, she used the Zhan family’s resources and financial resources to support her mother’s family. Now, the Zhan family is in trouble, and she has to side with the Yang family even if it means hurting Nanxing and Zhaozhao.

Why keep a daughter-in-law like this?

"Ah?" Yang opened her mouth, looked at her niece at the door, then looked at her husband in the room, and murmured, "I...I don't want to get married again..."

How come the conversation suddenly became about her wanting to go back to her parents' home and remarry?

Yang couldn't see clearly, but Yang Hanliu knew it clearly.

It was Shen Zhaozhao who, without saying a word, roasted both her and her aunt on the fire.

“Wuwuwu…” Shen Zhaozhao was still crying with her head covered, looking so pitiful.

"Yang, I will ask you one last question. Do you want to go home?" The old woman said solemnly, "If you nod your head today, I will have no objection. If you shake your head, you are not allowed to interfere in your family's affairs in the future!"

Yang was stunned.

There is no way she can go back home. She is already in exile. Who can she marry?

But if she doesn't go back home, how can she bear to ignore her mother's family's affairs?

Yang Hanliu bit her lip. This old man was in cahoots with the Shen family, forcing her aunt to distance herself from the Yang family in both overt and covert ways.

Naturally, my aunt cannot leave the Zhan family.

"Old man, don't force your aunt," Yang Hanliu raised her eyes pitifully and sobbed, "What happened today is all your fault. You are ignorant. I apologize to my cousin's wife."

As she spoke, she bowed in the direction of Shen Zhaozhao.

"Oh..." Yang felt even more distressed when she saw her niece covering her face.

"Yang family?" Old Man Xiao obviously did not intend to let the matter go just because Yang Hanliu bowed her head. He insisted that Yang family express their stance, whether they chose the Yang family or the Zhan family.

Yang Hanliu lowered her head, feeling extremely hateful.

At the beginning, her aunt had long wanted her to get closer to her cousin, and she also had her own ideas. Her cousin was a talented cousin. If it weren't for the defeat that made her cousin reject her aunt, how could there be any matter of Shen's family?

Yang looked left and right, and her daughters-in-law were either pretending to be stupid, pretending to be asleep, or pretending to cry.

"I can't abandon you, sir."

This is the choice of the Zhan family.

"Miss Yang, I am old enough to stop being polite," the old lady said coldly, "You heard what I just said. Since your Yang family feels that we have implicated you, you should just associate with Young Master Zhan from now on."

"That's right, don't come here to eat and sleep without us while scolding us." Mrs. Guo felt that what the old lady said was refreshing, so she stopped pretending to be stupid and continued the conversation.

Guo's words were much more straightforward.

Yang Hanliu's face turned blue and white, and she didn't even bother pretending to be pitiful. She stomped her feet in anger, turned around and left.

Yang wanted to call her, but she was afraid that her husband would immediately give her a divorce letter, so she could only shrink back into her bedding like a quail.

“Zhao Zhao, good girl, don’t cry,” Lao 꽬그 moved from his bunk to Shen Zhaozhao and patted her.

Shen Zhaozhao was just making noises without bringing any rain. She was deliberately using this incident to force Yang Shi and the Yang family to draw a clear line.

Otherwise, given Yang's current situation, if she isn't forced to do something, she will have to continue subsidizing her beloved niece.

Yang Hanliu didn't have any good intentions.

Shen Zhaozhao wiped his face and sat up, and when he looked up he saw the smiling eyes of the old man.

Um.

Got it.

She knew everything about her hometown, so she just gave in.

Shen Zhaozhao was seen through by 그, 께 blushed, and lifted the quilt, "Go up and treat 꽬jun's wound."

After saying this, she quickly slipped away without waiting for her sisters-in-law to tease her.

Shen Zhaozhao came downstairs to the dormitory, using the excuse of getting replacement medicine and bandages.

Who knew that as soon as he entered the door, he would meet Yang Hanliu who was trying to take over his position.

When I go out now and go upstairs, I look around and see nothing around me, allowing myself to enter into space for deep thought.

The space is still as full as ever.

These were all things she had looted.

There were quite a few silks and satins among them, and she looked at her own coarse linen clothes with some regret.

After carrying out the medicine box, Shen Zhaozhao went straight to the upper room.

The two servants also washed themselves clean and refreshed. Seeing Shen Zhaozhao coming, they both took their leave and temporarily left the door.

Inside the house, the firewood was still burning, drying the clothes.

It's so warm that it makes me sleepy.

Shen Zhaozhao yawned and came to the bedside holding the medicine box.

Zhan Nanxing lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling.

She had been gone for so long that I thought she would never come back.

If you don't care about your own injuries, why expect others to care?

"Go to sleep if you're tired."

Zhan Nanxing turned his head and looked inside.

There was no movement by the bed.

Zhan Nanxing felt a little anxious. Was she really gone?

Okay.

I don't want to burden her.

It doesn't matter if the wound gets wet...

Zhan Nanxing was thinking about something, when suddenly, he felt his legs go cold. He took a breath and turned his head abruptly.

"Well, the wound is a little infected..."

Shen Zhaozhao looked at the wound exposed in front of him and felt a little worried.

"you……"

Zhan Nanxing's handsome face flushed red.

How can this woman take off her pants like this!