Dressed as a wicked peasant woman, she was doted on by a crippled husband

Chapter 138 I Can't Change It

It was raining heavily outside the house, and the wind was blowing everywhere. The window sash was violently knocked open by the wind, and the gauze inside the house was wantonly rolled up by the wind.

Su Yuanyuan stood at the head of the bed, the robe on her body was filled with the cool wind mixed with drizzle.

Li San was kneeling on the open space in front of Yichun's bed and crying, his tearful appearance was not as romantic as it used to be.

He curled up like a child and knelt on the ground, and kept calling Yichun, but the person on the bed was like a puppet with a broken thread, and could no longer call his brother with a smile and crooked eyes.

Li County Magistrate and his wife, who were sitting on the chairs beside them, looked sad. Although Mrs. Li was a strict stepmother, she had nothing to do with Yichun, and her eyes were bright and full of tears at the moment.

The aunts around outside usually don't have a deep impression of this young lady, but they all lower their heads, not wanting to be criticized at this time.

Magistrate Li sighed, and asked a servant to come forward, "Let's report to the South Courtyard."

The servant nodded in agreement, and quickly ran towards the south courtyard.

Su Ji and Liu Yue lived in the south courtyard. When the servants came to announce the funeral, they were stopped by the lady in Liuyue courtyard. When she heard the news that Yichun had just passed away, she showed unspeakable joy.

There was a thunderstorm outside, but the house was quiet and peaceful.

A lotus-shaped incense for calming the nerves was burning in the bronze censer on the table, and a glazed lamp was emitting a dim light. On the bed, the woman was lying in the man's arms as delicately as boneless, sleeping peacefully.

At this moment, the old woman came to knock on the door gently, Su Ji woke up vigilantly from a shallow sleep, and saw that the beauty in her arms was still awake, so she carefully pulled out her arm.

He opened the door to go out, then quickly closed the door, for fear that the cold air would invade and disturb Liu Yue.

The mother-in-law lowered her head and deliberately lowered her voice, "Ma'am is gone."

This woman was brought by Su Ji from the Su family, and the wife she mentioned refers to Yichun.

Su Ji didn't think of anything else, and subconsciously thought that Yichun ran back from the capital to Mt. Butterfly by himself as before.

In the afternoon, the two just had a quarrel. After he pushed Yichun, he also realized that he might be stronger, but Yue'er is pregnant, so why can't she be more magnanimous as the main wife?
Yue'er has nothing left, and she is already cautious in this family. If he doesn't protect her, the situation between Yue'er and this child will be very difficult.

Why did she play with her petty temper and run away from home again?

The last time he ran away from home and came to Mount Butterfly, he just happened to have an important business and came after him at Mount Fairy, so he couldn't just let her chase after him, right?
Thinking about this, Su Ji only felt that women were troublesome, and the cold outside invaded his thin underwear, so he waved his hands impatiently, "Let's just go."

After saying that, he waved his hand and turned to enter the house.

Liu Yue in the room was woken up by his movement, rubbing her sleepy eyes, propped herself up and asked, "What happened?"

Su Ji didn't want Liu Yue to blame herself for what happened in Yichun, so she made up a reason to fool her, "It's a small matter, go to sleep."

Immediately, they took off their shoes and hugged Liu Yue, and the two slowly fell asleep.

Li's mansion hung white sails in front of the door that night, and cleaned up the mourning hall overnight.

When Yichun was tidied up by the women, she was wearing a purple-blue shroud. The shroud was too old. It was the dowry prepared by the Li family for her when she got married a few years ago.

It has been pressed in the warehouse for so many years, but I didn't expect to use it so soon.

She was lying quietly in the mourning hall, surrounded by white candles, the fire flickered, but the warm yellow light looked cold.

Su Yuanyuan stood in the verandah, her ears were filled with the sobbing of the maid, and the paper money in the brazier had never been broken.

The bright fire light shines on people's faces, but it cannot penetrate people's hearts.

Yichun lost her mother at the age of five. Before she got married, she had been in the small courtyard in the northwest of Li's mansion. The maids and women didn't want to see this eldest lady who lost her mother's protection.

She never had any resentment, and she never complained about the unequal treatment she received. Such a gentle and kind girl, as pleasant as a spring breeze, passed away early, on a rainy night in spring.

Su Yuanyuan's hands and feet were cold, and Jiang Wenzheng was afraid that she would be too sad, so he came forward and gently held her little hand. The warm palm wrapped her around her, and the temperature was continuously transmitted to her.

Her soul, which was blown by the cold wind, also got a little comfort.

"Wen Zheng, I can't change it."

Su Yuanyuan's voice was hoarse, hollow, and helpless.

She has been in this world for almost half a year, and she thinks that relying on her knowledge in the original world can change this world and make this world as harmonious and beautiful as modern society.

But the reality gave her a severe blow.

She has no power or power, and everything she does is severely restricted by the world's regulations. She can't even help her good friends.

Su Yuanyuan thought that taking Yichun to study medicine and leading her to be independent would change her and make her understand the value of her life.

But she didn't expect that the pressure of this world on Yichun would be so great that it would destroy a girl in her prime to death.

Jiang Wenzheng was startled when he heard her words, panic flashed in his eyes, he looked at Su Yuanyuan, the night wind blew her long hair, her small body was covered by his wide robe, sad and thin .

"Yuanyuan, don't say that..."

He was afraid that Su Yuanyuan would be too sad because of this incident, and he was even more afraid that Yichun's death would leave a psychological shadow on her.

(End of this chapter)