15. He protects his dog
"That must be Changyu Zhaoyu's husband, right?"
"I took a look at him on the wedding day. He looks even more handsome after not seeing him for so long!"
"It's going to be a tough fight between this live-in son-in-law and the ex-married fiance!"
The women in the neighborhood saw Xie Zheng, then looked at Song Yan, and couldn't help but talk in low voices.
Chang Ning also saw her elder sister, and immediately grabbed Xie Zheng's sleeve and trotted over: "Sister!"
The two tufts of hair on her head trembled as she ran. She had a round, pale face and was wearing a thick coat. She looked like a snowball with short limbs.
There was thin ice on the ground, making it easy to slip. Fan Changyu hurriedly said, "Run slower. Your brother-in-law has a leg injury. Be careful not to fall!"
When Fan Changyu uttered the word "brother-in-law", he felt a little uncomfortable.
She looked at Yan Zheng's expression. He had a clear and elegant face and did not show any special reaction to her calling him, as if he was often called that.
In fact, Changning did often call him brother-in-law, but Fan Changyu was not used to teaching Changning to call him that.
Changning had already run up to Fan Changyu, stuck out his tongue guiltily, stretched out his chubby little hands and hugged one of her legs, looking towards the Song mother and son opposite with some hostility.
She deliberately pulled her brother-in-law over here. If these two bad guys dared to bully her, her brother-in-law could break their legs with his crutch!
She just didn't tell her sister about her brilliant idea!
Fan Changyu had no idea what his sister was thinking. He touched her head, looked at Xie Zheng and said, "Your injury hasn't healed yet. It will be inconvenient for you to go out. There's no need to let Ning Niang mess around..."
She said this politely, but in the eyes of others, she looked considerate of her husband.
Many people's eyes wandered between Song Yan and Xie Zheng.
She thought that in terms of appearance, the husband hired by Fan Changyu was better, but in terms of ability, Song Yan was better. After all, not everyone could pass the examination to become a judge.
Xie Zheng lowered his eyes to look at her still slightly red eyes, and said only: "It's okay."
The beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.
Did she cry?
For her ex-fiance?
It looks like he really hasn't let it go.
Prospect.
The north wind was raging, blowing the long hair that fell in front of him. He raised his eyes lazily and looked at the man in blue shirt behind Fan Changyu.
His gaze is distracted, but gives people a strong sense of oppression.
When his eyes met his, Song Yan felt as if he was being stared at by a wild wolf. His hair stood on end. He subconsciously avoided the other person's gaze, but his heart still felt tight.
It trembles like a prey that has luckily escaped from the jaws of a wolf.
Xie Zheng didn't waste any time talking to the mother and son. He simply said, "Pay back the money."
Not only the Song mother and son and the onlookers, but even Fan Changyu was stunned for a moment.
Xie Zheng really didn't like to repeat something twice. Seeing that the mother and son didn't respond, his beautiful eyes showed a hint of impatience, "You want to shirk your responsibility just because your parents are dead?"
Chang Ning pursed her lips nervously, but looked at her brother-in-law's cane with excitement.
Is my brother-in-law going to hit someone?
Song Yan and his mother finally reacted, and were suddenly shocked to hear the second half of his sentence. His mother almost died from anger on the spot.
The Fan couple are really good at talking, one is better than the other. Before her husband even said anything, the other party accused her of being a blackmailer!
Song's mother was so angry that she was shaking. She had to be supported by two women to stand up straight. "When did my family say we wouldn't return it?"
She called Song Yan again: "Brother Yan, count out the silver for them!"
Even though Song's mother was penniless and had to kowtow on the street begging for a coffin after her husband died, she never felt as embarrassed as she did today.
After she said this, she went out of the alley, as if she didn't want to stay here any longer.
Face is like this. When you don't have it, no matter how you are tortured, you don't feel it matters. But once you have face and then someone loses it, you will feel extremely uncomfortable.
Fan Changyu had not expected that just a few words from him could make Song's mother so angry, and he looked at him in surprise.
The other party just gave her a cold look.
Fan Changyu inexplicably read from his eyes a hint of "you are a loser, I will collect your debts for you", and looked very confused.
When Fan Changyu's father donated a coffin to the Song family, in addition to the coffin, he also gave funeral clothes and money for the funeral. The total amount he gave was ten taels.
Song Yan's tuition was two taels of silver per year from the teachers in the village school. Song Yan studied in the village school for five years before he was admitted to the county school. The teachers in the county school knew that his family was poor, so they waived his tuition after discussion. Her father helped to pay for the tuition, which was ten taels of silver.
When Song Yan handed the two gold ingots to Fan Changyu, a large hand with distinct joints took the silver for Fan Changyu. Song Yan looked up and saw that it was the husband she had invited.
The other party looked cold and said only: "We are even now."
Yes, from now on, we are even with her.
Song Yan looked at Fan Changyu with a bitter taste in his mouth.
But the man didn't give him a chance to look at Fan Changyu. When he handed the two gold ingots to Fan Changyu, he glanced at him and said directly to Fan Changyu: "Go back."
As a man, Song Yan was very sure that there was no hostility in that look, it was just pure disdain, like an old hen protecting her chicks.
As the protected puppy, Fan Changyu didn't react until he entered the house.
As soon as the door closed, the man's eyes and eyebrows could no longer hide his disgust, "This kind of stuff, is it worth you to keep thinking about it for so long and cry for him?"
Fan Changyu thought of the lie he had told and was speechless. He said breathlessly, "When did I cry?"
Xie Zheng hated trouble the most, so he naturally didn't like to meddle in other people's business. He just wanted to see this woman save him before, so he couldn't bear to see her continue to do stupid things with a man like that.
After hearing her excuses, I was too lazy to say anything more.
Just at this moment, Mrs. Zhao from the neighboring family came over and said, "I heard that the Song family pretended to give you money before they left. Was it for the neighbors to see? That mother and son are really mean when they want to hate people! On the day of your wedding, they even gave you a pair of clay figurines..."
When she saw Xie Zheng in the middle of her words, Aunt Zhao regretted it and covered her mouth with her hands to swallow back the rest of her words.
Xie Zheng said nothing, but glanced at Fan Changyu with his mean and cold eyes, and there was clearly a hint of mockery in his eyes as if he was continuing to make excuses.
Fan Changyu was frustrated and didn't respond.
She also didn't expect that a lie she told in a desperate situation would become a laughing stock and be despised by this person for so long.
It was not until Xie Zheng entered the house that Aunt Zhao looked at Fan Changyu apologetically, "Aunt, you are so careless with your words..."
Fan Changyu looked a little tired, and said, "Nothing."
At most, you will be looked down upon by that guy.
She invited Aunt Zhao to sit by the fire. After Aunt Zhao sat down, she couldn't help but say, "That Song guy did this again today. I hope he doesn't affect your relationship with your wife."
Fan Changyu thought it would be strange if she could have any feelings for that mean-spirited guy.
She wanted to tell the truth, but the real estate lawsuit had not yet been settled, so she just said, "No."
Aunt Zhao suddenly asked, "Do you still sleep in the north room with Ning Niang at night?"
Fan Changyu nodded, and Aunt Zhao frowned and said, "How about letting Ning Niang come over and sleep with me tonight?"
Hearing her hidden meaning, Fan Changyu almost choked on his own saliva and quickly said no.
Aunt Zhao couldn't help but glare at her: "You and your husband are a proper couple who have worshipped heaven and earth. Why are you being so coy?"
Fan Changyu used his old excuse: "He was injured."
Aunt Zhao glared at him and said, "Didn't you read the booklet I gave you? There are so many ways..."
After that, Aunt Zhao felt embarrassed and could only sigh, "I am worried for you. Your husband is more handsome than Song Yan and can read and write. He is injured and needs to rely on you. If you don't cultivate a good relationship with your wife, what will you do if he wants to leave after his injury heals? Even if you can't keep him, you must have a child to take care of, otherwise your uncle's family will inevitably come to make trouble again."
Fan Changyu knew that Aunt Zhao was doing this for his own good, so he just said vaguely that he understood.
Only after Aunt Zhao left did she sigh dejectedly.
The silver hairpin could not be redeemed, and the mother and son of the Song family were disgusted with him. Fortunately, the twenty taels of silver that his father had given to the Song family were returned. Now the family has a huge sum of money, which is also a good thing.
She was always looked down upon by that guy with a look that said "Are you blind?", and she was the one who lied, which made her feel very upset.
Fan Changyu stood up and was about to go to the kitchen, but suddenly, he froze.
Booklet...the booklet given to her by Aunt Zhao!
She was so busy preparing for her wedding that she was dizzy. That day, when Aunt Zhao handed her the booklet, she flipped through two pages and quickly closed it, then stuffed it under the pillow in her bridal chamber.
So many days have passed, and she has completely forgotten about it! I wonder if that person in the room saw it.
Fan Changyu felt his scalp tingling just thinking about it.
She quickly found a new quilt cover, carried it to the door of the south room and knocked.
A clear and cold "Come in" was heard from inside.
She pushed the door open and said, "New Year's Day is coming soon. I changed and washed all the quilt covers at home."
Everything in this room was decorated not long ago for the wedding, and there is no need to change or wash anything. This reason is actually a bit untenable.
But Xie Zheng sat in front of Zhang Quejiao's old wooden desk, holding a brush in his hand, and nodded faintly without even looking at her.
Seeing that he was concentrating on writing something, Fan Changyu breathed a sigh of relief as if he had a guilty conscience. He quickly moved the pillow away to look for the book, but found that it had disappeared.
Fan Changyu was stunned for a moment. He secretly glanced at the person sitting by the window, and saw that he didn't seem to notice anything unusual here, so he continued to take off the sheets and bedding to search.
But she lifted up the mattress on the bottom of the bed and shook it, and looked under the bed, but still couldn't find the booklet. She was immediately disappointed.
Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind: "Do you need help?"
Fan Changyu's entire back froze. She said with a wooden face, "No need. Just dust off the dust before making the bed."
She threw the changed sheets and quilts into the dirty laundry basket, and spread the half-washed sheets and quilt covers on top with an expressionless face.
The quilt cover is divided into two layers, the bottom one is pure cotton cloth, and the top one is cloth with embroidered pictures. The quilt is placed in the middle and has to be sewn together with needle and thread.
Because Fan Changyu was nervous, her hands were poked by the needle several times while she was sewing the quilt cover. She frowned and said nothing.
Xie Zheng didn't stop writing until she left the room. He glanced at the book he used as a support for the table legs, and his brows wrinkled unconsciously.
This room was only separated from the main house by a wall, so he naturally heard everything the old lady said.
Is she looking for this booklet?
The author has something to say:
Auntie: Haven't you read that book? There are so many ways to solve the problem.
Changyu: Where is the booklet? Find it quickly! Don't embarrass yourself!
Xie Zheng: ...What did she want to do by looking for the booklet?
This chapter drops 100 red envelopes~
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