Women are all small things. Zhen Qinglan reminded Zhu Fengfeng before he pulled her to chat with other women in the Su family.

Although they were not familiar with each other, no one insisted on her talking. Zhu Fengfeng just sat next to Zhen Qinglan and became a qualified listener with a smile on his face.

"Mr. He? Mr. He is visiting the humble house, so it is so bright. Please please..."

Looking at He Junze, who was home with his family outside, Su Nan was stunned for a moment and then enthusiastically invited the person in.

"Mom, aunts and aunts, my head hurts a little. Let's go back to the room to rest."

"Does it matter? Mom will accompany you in?"

"No, I just got too excited last night and didn't sleep well. Mom, just chat with everyone, I'll have a rest. When the elder brother comes to me, you can let him in."

Su Ziming will definitely find her.

I don’t know what he thought. Su Nan completely handed over the business with the He family to Su Ziming, but every time this elder brother made any progress or any news about the He family, he would tell her quietly, which made her already have a detailed understanding of the He family.

Sure enough, not long after, Su Ziming came over with a roasted sweet potato.

"Thank you, brother, are there still many people in front?"

Even if the old Su family house is a yard with two entrances, she can still hear the lively greetings and flattery in front of her in the house behind her.

"Well, dad is receiving the head of the He family. They are also here to worship their ancestors. They just happened to meet us putting on a sermon."

"He family comes to worship their ancestors?" He Junze calculated that he should be the grandson of the Shen family, right?

"Well, the ancestors of the He family are on a hill next to them. The He family was not developed before and there were not many people. Now the person who talks should be the head of the He family."

"Oh." It's quite strange. I've never encountered it before, nor have I heard of the He Family Temple here, but I've come here this year.

It wasn't Zhu Fengfeng's narcissistic, she always felt that He Junze came back to worship his ancestors twenty-nine times because he knew they were back.

The question now is whether he has a love affair with her mother or has doubts about her identity.

"Fengfeng, don't you go out to see the head of the He family?" Although his tone was steady, Zhu Fengfeng still heard the tenseness of his voice.

"Brother, what are you doing? Do you want to drive me away again? I won't, I will just rely on you!"

"You girl... If you want to be dependent, you have to be dependent for the rest of your life. Grandpa and grandma like you. You really go back, grandma doesn't know how uncomfortable it is."

Seeing Zhu Fengfeng playing, Su Ziming just rubbed her hair and sighed silently.

He Junze asked Fengfeng the first time he came in. Obviously, he had already become suspicious of Fengfeng. He couldn't keep the fire in the paper. He would always know that at that time...

"Brother, I will be nineteen in a few days. I am an adult and a legal citizen. I don't need my parents to use the obligation to support me to decide my right to belong. I have the right to choose where I live."

"Well, isn't it a headache? Go to bed. There are also the incense made in the past, which is specially used for the ladies in the boudoir. I'll see if it's getting wet..."

Su Ziming churned for a while, took out a pack of paper from a black gilded box, and waited for him to lit it, and a pleasant smell really rose.

"It smells so good, brother, is this still there? Let's take some back."

I didn’t understand this before, but now I think about it, women in the past are quite good at enjoying it.

"Looking back, I'll ask my grandma, I'm afraid there's not much, it was for... Fengfeng to sleep."

"Oh." I don't know if it was Xiang's question, Zhu Fengfeng quickly got sleepy. When he was in a daze, he still remembered to ask Su Ziming what he wanted to say but stopped, but he fell asleep. In his dream, there was a story where the image could not be seen.

"Second brother, second brother, come here quickly and look at this painting, isn't that right?"

The girl's voice is delicate and soft, with the unique tenderness of Jiangnan's daughter.

"Well, it's not bad, it's a bit similar. Our Manli is so smart. She learned it so quickly. My second brother had been practicing for half a month before he found the feeling."

"No, I started with my second brother's experience. The starting point is already high. If I can't learn it, I'm embarrassed to let my second brother teach me."

"Well...Manli, I'll find you a master, with excellent painting skills. You can learn hard with your master in the future..."

"Second brother, what's wrong? Did I make you so fussy?"

In an instant, clouds hung on the clear sky, and there was a careful forbearance.

"No, don't think about it. I'm going to study in another place. I can't teach you anymore. Master Yin is a well-known master. You can learn hard with him..."

"Second brother is leaving?"

"Manli, my second brother is a man. He should study and learn skills and serve the country..."

"What about me? Second brother, what about me?" The woman's Yingying sobbed, with indescribable sadness and despair. Zhu Fengfeng felt heart hurt when he heard it.

"Manli... You know, my second brother can't stay with you all the time. I will tell my parents to find you a good marriage..."

"I don't want it! I don't want any good marriage! I agreed at the beginning that I will be your wife, and I came back with you. Langyu, I don't want to be your sister. You like Miss Fu, I'm a little, I'm a little too. Langyu, don't want me..."

"Manli, you know, we don't... you know..."

A man's sigh is a helpless compromise with reality and a slow scath to the infatuated person.

"Yes, I know clearly, I know clearly... My second brother is safe all the way, and Manli will leave first."

"Manli..." The man's sigh was heavier than the other, and in the end, there was only the tragedy that was airtight.

Zhu Fengfeng turned around and thought he could wake up, but he didn't expect that he could see a figure this time.

I don’t know if the man has left, but the woman’s thin body stands in front of the window, as if to vent her anger, she is drawing the horse riding picture over and over again.

"Manli, I know you can't let go of your second brother, but you should think about it for us. It's not easy for us, my father and you, Manli, this Chief Chen really admires you..."

"Mom, give me another month, and in a month, I will marry."

No one saw that the plump and round tip of the pen trembled, and a drop of ink fell on the horse's mouth, followed by strings of water droplets, which quickly stained the entire painting.

The person standing there didn't even sound at all, and just let her tears moisten her hard work.

"Okay, okay, it's better if you can figure it out. Then, Manli, don't be too tired. I'll tell your father this good news. Chief Chen is still waiting..."

"No..." Zhu Fengfeng wanted to tell the woman in purple that she should not go, don't say, don't say, but she was just a bystander and couldn't make a sound.

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ps: The rest of the content is a bit long and can't be added anymore, so I can only divide it into one chapter.
Chapter completed!