"You're right. I can't put the cart before the horse." Zhou Jiyun cheered up: "Mom, Dad, Grandma, I brought Jingjing to see you. She is my wife and a very good person..."

Xie Jing listened to Zhou Jiyun introduce herself, and she didn't recognize the person Zhou Jiyun was talking about. Was she so good in Zhou Jiyun's words? She felt that she was quite dull and cold, and her temper was not really good.

But in Zhou Jiyun's eyes, she seemed beautiful, gentle, good-tempered, and emotionally stable...

Pinching her earlobe, Xie Jing didn't think much about it. She just thought that Zhou Jiyun said these things deliberately just to reassure the deceased.

"I didn't seem to see any relatives from your mother's side on the wedding day." In order to ease the embarrassment of being praised, Xie Jing found another topic.

Zhou Jiyun turned his head and looked at her: "My mother is the eldest daughter. She passed away in her prime. My grandparents couldn't bear the blow. Not long after, the whole family immigrated abroad. They had too many memories in China and couldn't accept it."

Xie Jing felt that Zhou Jiyun was very pitiful. His parents died early, and as a result, his grandfather's family, who should have been close to him, basically ignored him and let him live alone in the Zhou family.

Zhou Jiyun saw Xie Jing's eyes and couldn't help but smile: "Do you feel sorry for me?"

Xie Jing thought about it and said, "What's so pitiful about you? At least you still have a grandfather to protect you."

If we talk about pity, she is the most pitiful. The Xie family and the Liu family have completely different attitudes towards her and Xie Wuyang and Xie Wuyou. No one really cares about her.

Besides, feeling sorry for a man will make him unhappy, and Xie Jing will not seek hardship for herself.

Zhou Jiyun pulled Xie Jing to stand up: "Jingjing's heart is really hard."

Xie Jing retorted, "Ten minutes ago, you were still telling my parents that I was gentle, good-tempered, and had a good personality..."

Zhou Jiyun chuckled softly. Neither he nor Xie Jing were talkative people by nature, but for some reason, whenever they got together, they unconsciously started talking more. Even if they were just talking about meaningless nonsense, Zhou Jiyun didn't find it boring.

Isn’t the essence of marriage to have someone you can talk nonsense to all the time?

After spending the entire afternoon at the cemetery with Zhou Jiyun, it was already dusk when we came out. Zhou Jiyun said apologetically, "I originally wanted to take you back to the city to stay at night, but tonight I have to let you stay at the old house."

Xie Jing understood what Zhou Jiyun meant, and she deliberately said it in a playful way: "You can live in a house in the city whenever you want, but this Chinese-style building in the old house is not something you can live in casually. It's all thanks to you."

"Besides, I understand that you want to talk more with your parents and grandma. There aren't many places in this world where people can completely relax and speak freely."

Comparing Zhou Jiyun to Xie Jing, she couldn't help but think of herself. The worst thing about comparison is that even though Zhou Jiyun's parents passed away in their prime, Xie Jing could clearly tell he had a very good relationship with them.

But looking at herself, Liu Limin and Xie Xuerong were both there, but Xie Jing was very distant from them. So, seeing other people's parents really makes people feel jealous.

Jealous that the other person once had such a wonderful family relationship.

Zhou Jiyun nodded: "Actually, there is another reason for staying at the old house tonight. Tomorrow we have to go back to our parents' home. It is more convenient to go through the old house, and it will also be easier for my family to prepare the return gifts."

Xie Jing asked back, "A return gift? Does it have to be so grand?"

"Etiquette cannot be abolished," Zhou Jiyun said softly, "You are my wife, I have to make sure you look good so that others dare not look down on you or bully you."