The night in Xiucheng ended earlier than Hangzhou. After the maid left, only Qingxi was left in the boudoir. There were not many people using electricity in the small county town, and the dim light of the kerosene lamps made the girl's boudoir quiet and elegant.

Qingxi sat on the bed, holding a book called "Zuo Zhuan" in her hand. It is not easy to innovate a dish, and it is even more difficult to name it. Recently, Qingxi has been reading ancient books, hoping to find some inspiration from it. However, Qingxi can't help but get distracted tonight. Gu Huaixiu's brief appearance at noon was like a stone, rippling in her quiet mind.

The right shoulder seemed to itch again, and the girl's fair cheeks slowly turned red. She lifted the quilt and put on her shoes, and quietly walked to the dressing table.

Qingxi sat down. After a while, she bit her red lips and slowly unbuttoned the collar of her pajamas. The sixteen-year-old girl wore a rouge bellyband. The color made her skin look as white as snow. The soft lights fell on it, like a beautiful jade. Thinking of Gu Huaixiu's eyes when she looked at her, Qingxi's eyes became blurred, as if she was still in his arms and his lips were still on her shoulders.

The tooth marks left by the man were very obvious. Qingxi didn't feel much pain at that time. Now he realized that he had really bitten hard, and he didn't know how many days it would take to eliminate them. Is Gu Huaixiu using this method to remind him of his existence?

A flapping noise suddenly came from the screen window. Qingxi was so scared that she grabbed her clothes and looked over in panic. She found that a moth was flying over. Her heart was beating. Qingxi quickly stood up and pulled the curtains. She was shocked. Qingxi was no longer embarrassed to see the kiss marks given to her by her lover, and then quietly returned to the bed.

As the competition was approaching, Qingxi forced himself to calm down and read the book. After turning pages after page, Qingxi's eyes suddenly paused. The Xu family's collection of books was all the mother's dowry. Last year's fire burned up all the restaurant, and half of the collection was preserved. Yellowed paper and black handwriting told stories that had been passed down for thousands of years.

When his finger touched a word on the page, Qingxi's eyes burst into tears without realizing it. It was at this moment that Qingxi finally knew what dish he was going to cook.

Mid-Autumn Festival is a day for relatives to reunite and a day for working people to have a holiday. On the afternoon of August 13th, after the tutoring course, Lin Wanyin went to Han Rong to ask for leave.

Han Rong was in the back garden and he liked to play golf, so he built a small golf course at home. When he entered the hole, he saw Lin Wanyin walking around the garden path. Han Rong handed the club to the servant and walked towards the edge of the court with a smile.

Although her mother-in-law was not in Xiucheng, Lin Wanyin still wore a gray cheongsam. Looking at the clothes and jewelry alone, the woman was really not outstanding. However, Lin Wanyin had a very good figure. The light gray cheongsam was stretched out with an attractive curve by her delicate body. What's more, she was beautiful and had ice and snowy skin. When she stood there, her conservative clothes and widow's identity were more and more exciting for the man to tear her coat and see what the scenery was inside.

Han Rong felt that his thought was very dangerous and obscene. He really liked Lin Wanyin and shouldn't have such dirty fantasies.

Therefore, he became more and more serious. After standing still, he asked in a business manner: "If you have something to come to me?"

Lin Wanyin nodded, because she had been taking leave frequently since July, she uneasyly held her simple handbag: "President, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, I want to..."

"Ask for leave, right?" Han Rong guessed her purpose at the beginning and immediately said, "I will take Yingying to Shencheng for a few days during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and you can come to work again next Monday." In short, he gave Lin Wanyin two more days off than bank employees.

Lin Wanyin was very grateful, but she had one more thing. Facing Han Rong's puzzled gaze, Lin Wanyin lowered her head, pale face, lonely eyebrows and eyes, and a sad aura spread from her: "President, August 24th is the death day of the deceased husband's death. Then Xiucheng will hold a chef competition. My daughter Qingxi will also participate. I, I want to ask for leave until the end of the month. Can I come back on September 1st?"

Han Rong knew very well about the situation of the Xu family. He knew that these two things were big things, so he immediately agreed. However, looking at Lin Wanyin's sad look, he seemed to be still thinking about the dead man. Han Rong understood and restrained the soreness that was not in his chest. If Lin Wanyin could not forget Xu Wangshan, how could she see herself?

"A person cannot be resurrected by death, I hope you will be mourning." After the serious matter was over, I guessed that Lin Wanyin would say goodbye soon, and Han Rong tried hard to find the topic.

Lin Wanyin saluted him: "Thank you, the president for your concern, I understand."

Han Rong smiled and looked at the window of his daughter's room on the second floor of the villa. He put his hands in his pocket. While signaling Lin Wanyin to walk back, he chatted: "I felt very uncomfortable when Yingying's mother passed away. I couldn't think of tea and meal all day long, and I wanted to go with her. But I still have Yingying, I have to support this family and survived it day by day. After a long time, some of the feelings naturally faded. Now when I think of Yingying's mother again, I feel as if I am still as calm as a water. In recent years, Yingying is becoming more and more like a big girl. It's not convenient for my father to ask about some girls. I just wonder if it should be a new mother for her... By the way, I haven't told Yingying about this matter yet. I hope Teacher Lin will keep it a secret for me."

Lin Wanyin nodded, with no surprise or surprise on her face, like a complete outsider.

Han Rong was very frustrated and turned around his watch and asked her tentatively: "Do you think my idea is appropriate?"

Lin Wanyin looked embarrassed and really didn't know how to answer. This is the Han family's family business and it is very important. What qualifications are she to comment casually?

Han Rong wanted her answer and said sincerely: "Teacher Lin, I have a group of business partners, but there are very few friends. You are Yingying's favorite female elder. In this matter, you are the only one who can give me opinions. Or to change the expression, if I marry another wife, would you think I am fickle and a kind man?"

Flirtatious, ruthless and unrighteous, Lin Wanyin quickly shook her head: "The president is too worried. You are in your prime. It is normal for you to continue marrying, but the lady... The lady is also sensible now. Before the president makes a decision, let her have a preparation. The lady respects you so much, and you will definitely understand."

This is Lin Wanyin's thoughts. Since ancient times, only women are widowed for men. I have never heard of several men who choose not to marry for women for life. What's more, Han Rong has such a big family business and always needs males to inherit it. Lin Wanyin has the three obediences and four virtues of women in the old dynasty. Not to mention the Han family, even when she couldn't give birth to a son and her mother-in-law asked her husband to take a concubine, Lin Wanyin felt uncomfortable, but she also agreed. Xu Wangshan firmly disagreed, and the matter of taking a concubine was left alone.

Lin Wanyin had no personal opinion on Han Rong's remarriage, but as Han Ying's tutor, Lin Wanyin couldn't help but think a lot about the well-behaved and cute female student. She hoped that Han Rong's new wife was also loved by Han Ying, and the mother and daughter got along well after marriage.

Hearing that she did not object to marrying a new wife, Han Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and then tactfully stated the ultimate purpose of his conversation. He clenched his fists and coughed. Han Rong looked at Lin Wanyin and lowered his voice: "Teacher Lin, my next words may be abrupt, but I have no malicious intentions..."

Lin Wanyin looked at him in confusion.

Han Rong even persuaded her friends: "We are almost the same. You are a few years younger than me. It's a pity to live alone. Moreover, Yuxi and Yunxi are still young, and they all rely on Qingxi. Qingxi is too hard. If there is a suitable opportunity and candidate, I sincerely suggest you remarry. Qingxi and the others have a stepfather as their backer, so they will not be afraid of being bullied in the future."

Lin Wanyin silently lowered her gaze when she heard this.

Remarrying? She never considered this issue. Her husband who was devoted to her was dead. Lin Wanyin only wanted to be a widow for him for the rest of his life. As for the daughters, if the marriage of the eldest daughter had not yet been settled, Lin Wanyin might be moved by Han Rong's words, but now the restaurant at home has been built again. The popular Mr. Gu San likes his eldest daughter. The Chen family in Hangzhou seems to have intended to let his daughter marry as a daughter-in-law. No matter which family is a good family, the sister and brother-in-law help a little, and the life of the two young daughters will not be too bad.

Looking at the gate of the Han family villa in front, Lin Wanyin smiled calmly: "I don't want to, just expect Qingxi to marry a good family."

Han Rong was stunned. He never expected that this woman would bet the rest of her family on her eldest son-in-law who had not yet seen her for the rest of her life.

"Thank you, President, I wish you and the lady a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance." Lin Wanyin stopped and said goodbye to the employer politely.

Han Rongkong had thousands of words, but he couldn't say a single word.

Lin Wanyin turned and left.

Looking at the graceful back of the little woman, Han Rong was upset. How should he untie Lin Wanyin's widowed knot? Forget it, let's wait until she comes back from Xiucheng. Now she is full of her deceased husband's death anniversary for the year. After the death anniversary, her thoughts may be more enlightened.

The next day, Lin Wanyin took her two daughters and Meng Jin and other friends back to Xiucheng to celebrate the festival.

On the Mid-Autumn Night, the bright moon is in the sky, and the osmanthus flowers are fragrant. Every household in Xiucheng is reunited and happy, laughter, but there is a male host missing at the dinner table of the Xu family. The mood of the mother and the others can be imagined. No one has in vain to say something to try to comfort each other, and a family dinner ends in a painful atmosphere.

A moon-watching ceremony was held on the shore of Nanhu Lake, and celebrities from all walks of life gathered together here. Looking left and right, the faces attending were still the old faces in previous years, but the seats of each family at the observation deck had undergone subtle changes. The most obvious one was the Gu family. Because of the loss of a lawsuit, they changed from the VIP in the first row to the ordinary guests in the second to the last row.

As expected, tonight, only the second wife of the Gu family brought her daughter Gu Yiqiu. In such a huge celebrity circle, it was not the only old lady who disliked the Gu family. Someone deliberately asked the second wife: "Why didn't the old lady come? Could it be that Qiuliang was suffering from the cold?"

Old Mrs. Gu made up this excuse, and the second wife smiled awkwardly.

Of course, Mrs. Gu was not sick at the old house of Gu's family, but she was so angry that she lay in bed that she didn't want to move. In the past two months, the Gu family's money has flowed out like a flood, leaving only a little bit of it barely maintaining decentness. The money is gone and the reputation is gone. No matter who goes out, the family will be pointed at and secretly ridiculed.

Only then did Mrs. Gu truly understand the mood of her second granddaughter. If she could be decades younger, she would want to go abroad and never come back.

But Mrs. Gu knows what reality is.

Gu Huaixiu's business is getting better and better. Old Mrs. Gu didn't want to mention that, and sat on the bed with a gloomy face, thinking about it, trying to find someone who was more unlucky than her. After thinking for a long time, Old Mrs. Gu's heart moved and asked the eldest wife who was waiting for her: "I haven't heard of the Xu family for a while, what's wrong with their mothers?"

Like Mrs. Gu, the eldest wife has only cared about how much money she has left in her family recently, and she also doesn't know.

Old Mrs. Gu thought that her grandson had not given up on Qingxi yet, so she must have understood the news of the Xu family, so she sent someone to call her grandson over.

Gu Mingyan didn't go out tonight, and was depressed and drank alone in the room. The moonlight filled the window like water. He thought of his grandmother's birthday last year, and he went to the station to pick up Qingxi. The simple and reserved girl would blush when he said a few sweet words. In Qingxi, Gu Mingyan was moved for the first time and decided to turn back, but he didn't expect so many things to happen one after another. Qingxi didn't want her anymore, and he didn't know if he had a chance to save her again.

"Young Master, old lady, please come over."

Gu Mingyan looked at the servant boredly, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and smelled alcohol, and went to see his grandmother again.

"She returned to Xiucheng in July and has not returned yet. I don't know the situation there." Grandmother asked, and Gu Mingyan told the truth.

Old Mrs. Gu narrowed her eyes and remembered Xu Wangshan's death day. She curled her lips and said, "A good girl's family must show up. If I were Xu Wangshan, I would be angry to death by my biological daughter."

It was rare for the mother-in-law to find the punching bag, and the eldest wife immediately followed and agreed.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law said it happily. The more Gu Mingyan listened, the more annoyed hell he said, he left without calling him.

In another villa, Lu Duo was also concerned about Qingxi: "Uncle, Miss Qingxi is the first time she participated in the chef competition. Let's go and give her courage?"

Of course Gu Huaixiu would like to support his own woman's field, but he is not a person who completely ignores his career for the sake of women.

So Mr. Gu San told his nephew: "I'll go out for a few days and I'll hand it over to you. Look carefully and don't make any trouble."
Chapter completed!