Chapter 170 Finale If you want to leave, I will accompany you.
In the living room of the Ji family's old house, three men sat in three different groups, all with unhappy expressions.
"I should have stopped you from getting married." Lu Junnian couldn't help but complain, "Those people in the government office are worthless. They just wrote it when Lord Lin asked them to, without caring about our past friendship."
Chai Heng just sighed after hearing this, while Ji Shubai lowered his head and refused to respond.
"Logically, this is a matter between you and your wife, and I shouldn't interfere, but I just can't bear it. If it weren't for her, you might still be able to keep your job, but you wouldn't be in this situation today."
Ji Shubai lowered his head even lower.
Lu Junnian was originally full of anger, and seeing him like this he knew that he was feeling uncomfortable, so he tried to restrain himself.
"I'm not trying to persuade you to divorce your wife. I just think that your wife has a rebellious mind. She does everything she shouldn't do. Sooner or later, she will cause trouble for you."
"Don't be too indulgent towards her in the future. You should ask her to be more restrained."
After saying this, he didn't want to stay any longer and stood up to say goodbye. Chai Heng stood up as well, but stopped in the hall and took out a letter from his sleeve.
"This is what you left for me when you left. I'm returning it to you now. We're husband and wife, so let's discuss this properly."
Ji Shubai took the letter, held it in his hand, and watched the two people's sedan chair leave from the courtyard. He was stunned for a long time.
Although he always knew that Song Jin was perverse and unconventional, he always believed that Song Jin had feelings for him. He did not expect that the person who asked the prefect to impeach him and caused him to be dismissed from office was actually her.
He walked towards the inner courtyard holding the letter. It took him a long time to walk this short distance. When he reached the fork in the road, he suddenly remembered that Song Jin lived in that small courtyard on the day he arrived home.
At that time he thought she was missing the past, but now thinking about it, this was just another form of separation.
She wanted to separate herself from him.
Ji Shubai turned into the fork in the road and walked into the empty courtyard.
The crape myrtle flowers were in full bloom and the cicadas were chirping, but Ji Shubai's heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar. For a moment he didn't know how to face Song Jin, so he simply slumped down on the steps.
"grown ups......"
Du Juan came in behind him, and Ji Shubai just closed his eyes when he heard the voice.
"Bring some wine."
Dujuan turned around and went out, and when she came back she had a pot of wine and a glass in her hands.
There was no table or chairs around Ji Shubai, so he just placed them on the steps, and Dujuan squatted down to filter the wine for him.
Ji Shubai let go of the hand that was holding the letter and took the wine glass, drinking it all in one gulp, and drank several glasses in a row.
Just as Du Juan was about to speak to persuade him, she saw Ji Shubai closed his eyes again.
"Leave me alone."
Du Juan had no choice but to leave, and caught a glimpse of the letter on the ground out of the corner of her eye.
A Rong had taught her a few words before, and the words on the envelope were not complicated, so she recognized some of them.
It's for Song Jin.
Song Jin was originally sitting on the bed waiting, but after waiting for a long time and seeing no one coming back, she asked someone to help her get dressed and get up. Just as she was about to go out, she saw Du Juan walking in from outside with a letter in her hand.
"Where is your Excellency?"
Du Juan opened her lips, not knowing how to answer her. Song Jin was about to come over and grab the letter in her hand, but she pulled it behind her back.
"Madam, let's wait for the master to come back."
"What did they say?"
The more Dujuan refused to speak, the more worried Song Jin became. She dragged her sick body over to snatch the letter. Dujuan was afraid of falling so she didn't dare to hide.
The letter was for her and was not sealed. She opened it hastily and was shocked by the first two words.
It was a letter of divorce.
It seems there is no need to look further.
Ji Shubai sat on the steps, squinting his eyes as he watched the faint crape myrtle flowers swaying in the azure sky, and couldn't help but recall the time when he first came here.
How evil was Song Jin at that time, and how vicious was his mind, that he would actually use that method to threaten me.
But then I thought again, didn't she just throw the paper into the stove, threatening me with nothing?
She was gambling from the beginning to the end, gambling that she was a good person, the one who would save her from the fire and water, and she never really thought about harming him.
So what now?
Ji Shubai was thinking wildly but couldn't come up with an answer, so he had to drink another glass of wine until Caitang stumbled over to him.
"My lord, my lord, the lady is leaving."
Song Jin decided to leave home and left the Ji family completely with the divorce letter.
Ji Shubai had even written the letter, so there was no need for her to say it in person. Since everyone was mentally prepared, there was no need to confront each other in person. It would be better to be decent.
People say love makes people brave, but Song Jin only feels that love makes her cowardly.
She was so cowardly that she didn't dare to admit what she had done in front of Ji Shubai, didn't dare to order him to take back the divorce letter, and didn't even dare to say goodbye to him.
She asked Dujuan and Chunyun to pack up their things, and when they were sorting they found that there were far fewer things to take away than they had imagined.
Those expensive dowries were just given by the Chai family to make her look respectable for Ji Shubai's sake. Song Jin could not afford them herself, and now that she was leaving, there was naturally no reason for her to take them with her.
Thinking of this, Song Jin put the heavy jewelry in her hand back on the table and left all the dowry jewelry behind.
As for clothes, she would not be able to wear them when she returned to being a cook in the food store. Moreover, they were all made from the fabric that Ji Shubai gave her, so she kept them all.
There was only one piece. Dujuan took out the dark jade purple short jacket and pleated skirt that Ji Shubai gave her that winter, and was about to put them into the box, but was stopped by Song Jin.
"You don't need to bring these."
"Then let's..."
Then there's nothing to take.
"I had some cash as a dowry when I got married. Just weigh out the cash."
Du Juan sighed in her heart, but she also understood Song Jin's stubborn personality, so she had to go out and prepare to weigh the silver.
As a result, as soon as he walked into the yard, he saw Ji Shubai rushing in with red eyes, and the two almost collided head-on.
Ji Shubai was furious today. He pushed Du Juan away and ran into the house. He saw the boxes on the table and Song Jin standing aside with an expressionless face.
A nameless rage surged up in him, and he reached out to grab the clothes in the box and threw them on the ground.
None of them were made by him for her, and she did not even wear any of the jewelry.
She left everything about him, including him, in this old house.
It’s a really clean walk.
Ji Shubai stared at him with a pair of scarlet eyes: "You are really heartless."
Song Jin bit her lip, said nothing, and just clenched the letter in her hand.
Ji Shubai saw it and reached out to grab it, but Song Jin dodged it. However, Ji Shubai did not give up. He grabbed her arm with one hand and pulled her over, trying to snatch the letter without any mercy.
Song Jin had no strength to resist him. Her arm was hurting from being grabbed but she refused to let go. He tore the letter into two halves with Song Jin's hand, and then threw the half in his hand to the ground. Then he started to dig into her palm, determined to get the letter out.
Song Jin's palms were so painful from being scratched that his brows were tightly furrowed, but he stubbornly refused to let go.
Ji Shubai also became stubborn today, scratching her palm while questioning her.
"It was you who asked them to write the letter and falsely accuse me. How could you leave home without giving me an explanation? What do you think of me?"
"I've been back for two days, and you haven't said a word. Now that I know, you won't explain a single word to me. Why?"
"I am your husband, your master, not your cat or dog. When you do something, can you discuss it with me? When you are done, can you explain it to me? I clearly have never blamed you for anything, why do you look more aggrieved than me?"
"I lost my job, and I was afraid that I would not be able to protect you if you got into trouble again. But you saw the divorce letter and left home without asking me why. What right did you have?"
"Why don't you come and ask me why I wrote the divorce letter? Why don't you come and scold me for being irresponsible? Why are you so cruel that you want to abandon me without saying a word?"
"Why do you bully me like this?"
Ji Shubai cursed for a while, and the hand that was holding half of the divorce letter suddenly loosened. When he turned to look at Song Jin, both of them were already in tears.
Ji Shubai no longer cared about the half of the divorce letter and hugged the person in his arms.
"Give me an explanation, please give me an explanation. No matter what you say, I will believe you."
Song Jin cried and trembled in his arms.
"I really... think this is for your own good."
"I know, I know, you are doing this for my own good."
A rage that soared to the sky came down silently.
Ji Shubai ordered his men to put all the clothes into the closet and not to mention going home again. He also told him to burn the divorce letter that was torn in half with a candle.
Song Jin looked at everything he had done and couldn't even believe that he had forgiven her just like that.
"The weather is nice today, but a little hot. How about we sit in the porch and have some tea?"
Ji Shubai wiped his own face and helped Song Jin wipe his face, pretending to be calm and pretending that nothing had happened.
There was no quarrel, no divorce letter, no false accusation, only Song Jin's explanation and his own forgiveness.
Song Jin had a low-grade fever and had been in a coma for several days. His bones were almost falling apart. After fighting with Ji Shubai, he no longer had the strength to stand, but he suddenly tossed and turned when he heard him say that.
It's like a neglected child suddenly receives love and starts asking for more.
She leaned into his arms and said, "I want to go to that courtyard to drink tea. There are crape myrtles there."
"Okay," he said, picking the man up and saying, "If you like crape myrtle, I'll have someone plant it in this yard next time."
Song Jin said, "You smell of alcohol."
The misunderstanding between the two was resolved, and Ji Shubai was in a good mood. He hugged Song Jin and walked while saying, "I was very angry with a woman just now, so I drank some wine."
"I want to drink too."
"No." Ji Shubai's face darkened, and he pretended to be angry and said, "You're drunk and you're going to be careless with your relatives again."
"There's no one else here."
"No, wait until you get better before drinking."
When Song Jin heard that there seemed to be no room for maneuver this time, he leaned on his shoulder dejectedly, and after a while he uttered something faintly.
"Bad guy, bullying people."
Ji Shubai felt somewhat proud when he heard her acting coquettishly, and his steps became lighter.
Two chairs and a low table with a pot of tea and a pot of wine on them were added to the courtyard.
Dujuan came over quietly and asked if she wanted to make pear soup for her.
Song Jin thought there was no need to pretend to be sick now, so he nodded and told her to cook. She lay in the chair and slowly closed her eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, his body gradually became hot. Song Jin was so hot that he wanted to open his eyes but couldn't. He could only look out with half-closed eyes.
The courtyard wall, the sky, the pink crape myrtle flowers swaying in the breeze, and her hot body...
The scene in front of her seemed familiar, but not exactly the same. She turned her head with great effort to look for someone, but did not see anyone. Even the chair was empty.
Does the reconciliation in memory really exist?
"Shu Bai..."
Song Jin called out, but no one answered her.
For a moment, she suspected that she had traveled through time again, and was being punished again for ruining Ji Shubai's future.
"Shu Bai..."
After a loud scream, she heard the sound of something falling to the ground, and then saw a person running towards her through the moon gate.
"I'm here. I'm here."
Song Jin slept for a while, and Ji Shubai had nothing to do so he wanted to go over there to get some books. However, Song Jin woke up in the middle of the sleep and saw that there was no one around him. He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Where have you been? Why did you leave me here alone?"
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Ji Shubai patted Song Jin's back and held him in his arms.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
Song Jin was still in shock. He grabbed his clothes tightly and nodded slightly.
"Ajin, I've thought about it, shall we move to the mountains?"
He thought that Song Jin was being misunderstood and he was dismissed from office, so gossip was inevitable. In addition, Song Jin was not in good health and the weather was getting hot. Instead of meeting many people and answering countless questions here, it would be better to go into the mountains and be free.
"The Chai family has a summer resort with nice scenery. I'll talk to them and it will be no problem for us to stay there for the summer. Let's just rest and recuperate quietly and stop thinking about those things, okay?"
Song Jin leaned into his arms and asked, "Will you come with me?"
"That's natural."
Ji Shubai was efficient and went to the Chai family the next day. When he came back, he told the servants to pack up and choose a day to go into the mountains to escape the summer heat and recuperate Song Jin.
The things that needed to be taken were not few, at least much more than what Song Jin took when he left home. Many servants also followed him, leaving only Zhang Hongan and Old Man Liu to guard here. If there was any problem, they would go into the mountains to find them.
So one morning in mid-June, two sedan chairs set out from Ji's house, followed by several porters carrying loads, and the group of people headed into the mountains.
Song Jin's low-grade fever subsided after she stopped drinking ginger soup and started drinking pear soup. On this day, she was sitting in a sedan chair and leaving the city. The noise of people changed to the sound of cicadas, so she curiously lifted the curtain to take a look.
All I see is green, and it looks familiar.
Song Jin smiled gently, waved his hand, and Du Juan came over.
"What's wrong?"
"I want to come down and take a walk."
Dujuan responded and quickly took a few steps to catch up with the sedan chair in front. After a while, everyone stopped and Chunyun lifted the curtain to help her down.
"What's wrong?"
Ji Shubai took a few steps back, thinking something was wrong with her.
"Nothing, I just want to go down for a walk."
Ji Shubai smiled when he heard this and stretched out a hand towards her: "I thought you wanted to ride a horse, and I was thinking that you might not be able to do so today."
Song Jin smiled and took his hand: "I don't dare to get on the horse now, but I think the scenery is very good right now, so I'll get off and relax."
Seeing that she was in a good mood and the sick look on her face from the past few days was gone, Ji Shubai's mood also improved.
"If you want to go, I will go with you."
Ji Shubai is not good at sweet talk, but even if he is not good at it, he will occasionally say one or two touching words, which always makes people happy.
Song Jin looked up at Ji Shubai. He was still tall, with a black scarf on his head and a green satin gown. His face was clean-cut, and all the tiredness and fatigue from that day were gone. He looked as handsome as when they first met.
She moved closer to Ji Shubai and her eyes fell on the fields not far away.
"How about we buy some land? Let's plant tomatoes. I can make scrambled eggs with tomatoes." She stood on tiptoe and whispered in Ji Shubai's ear, "It's sweet. You'll like it."
When Ji Shubai heard this, he grinned and leaned over to her ear and asked softly, "Can I still eat Li Meng Cake this summer?"
Song Jin smiled and nodded, leading him to imagine the future.
She wants to buy land to grow tomatoes, build a small yard to raise ducks, and make money to renovate the old house.
Now that Ji Shubai has lost her official position, she can now do her job with freedom.
The two of them walked forward slowly hand in hand, their footsteps getting closer and closer, so close that Song Jin's head could touch Ji Shubai's arm, so he just leaned close to him, closed his eyes, and let him lead the way forward.
"I think I smell flowers."
Ji Shubai's voice was close to my ears: "What kind of flower is it?"
Song Jin shook his head: "I don't know, it just smells good."
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