Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 140
Zhan Qingcheng threw a few handfuls of silver tokens into the fire, helped Su Fengjin up, and said with a smile, "The imprint here is still there, it's not just domestic violence."

Su Fengjin looked at the flames of the burning things with red eyes, Zhan Qingcheng held her hand and smiled: "Even if one day you have nothing, at least you still have me."

Su Zhengqing carefully walked around the tomb, and pulled out the weeds growing in the tomb. He seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, and his eyes were full of desolation.

These things were almost burnt, so Su Zhengqing carried some paper figurines out of the carriage again, Su Fengjin looked at the group of maids and servants who waited on them, but couldn't understand Su Zhengqing's mind for a moment: "What are you doing?"

Su Zhengqing raised his head and said embarrassingly: "Last night, I dreamed that your mother was being bullied in the underworld. I will burn more to protect her."

A lot of those paper weapons were also burned down, and even the embroidery frames her mother embroidered on weekdays were made of paper and burned together. Beautiful clothes, shoes, combs and hairpins were all included. Su Fengjin suddenly felt a little confused about Su Zhengqing.

"Why did you treat my mother like that back then? If it wasn't for you, she wouldn't have died in this mass grave." Su Fengjin looked towards Nuo Da's tomb, her voice hoarse.

Su Zhengqing lowered his eyes and said nothing, burned all the things, Huansha and Wanzhu prepared some food and put them in the pavilion beside the tomb, Zhan Qingcheng and Su Fengjin went to the pavilion to have lunch, Su Zhengqing stood in front of the tomb , the sunlight folded on his simple and elegant clothes, lining up such an old face, he was a little suspicious of being young.

Zhan Qingcheng poured a cup of tea and drank a couple of sips, then said calmly: "This place has been taken over by Song Zhuangyuan, and construction will start in a few days."

Su Fengjin looked away from Su Zhengqing's body: "Start construction? What can the mass grave do?"

"This is the imperial court's decree. Song Renyi forged it for the Ministry of War." Zhan Qingcheng stared at the tomb and said, "I have already bought this half of the mountain. No one will disturb her, and it is clean."

Su Fengjin got up and walked towards Su Zhengqing, and when she got closer, she realized that Su Zhengqing was crying. He was standing with tears streaming down his face, his shoulders trembling slightly, but he held it back and never made a sound.

She had no choice but to retreat into the pavilion, and suddenly felt that her father might not be what she imagined, using her mother's dowry and embroidery workers to buy an official position, but apart from those reasons, Su Fengjin couldn't find any evidence to prove Su Zhengqing What kind of heart is she, if she is sincere, how can she and her brother who is less than eight months old in her mother's womb be harmed? The feeling of a dead body and two lives is more painful than any other injury.

Zhan Qingcheng ordered the beads to save some for Su Zhengqing, so he and Su Fengjin used them first.

Su Fengjin held the bowl and looked at Su Zhengqing, Wanzhu took the food for Su Fengjin, and said aggrievedly: "Madam also broke her heart because of that family, never thought that she would end up like this now, if it wasn't for Miss, he might be Not even a monument will be erected for Madam, in such a place where evil spirits gather, Madam would have suffered a lot even if she was a ghost, but now he will put on an air of hypocrisy there! This servant really..."

"Hold the pearl." Su Fengjin warned in a deep voice.

Wanzhu put down the chopsticks, and said in a low voice: "Your servant's words are true! Miss, please don't soften your heart. He treats Miss and Madam like this, and now he regrets it, and it is worthless. Who cares about charcoal in summer and cattail fans in winter.”

"Mother's incense is gone, I'll continue it." Su Fengjin put down her chopsticks, got up and went to the tomb.

Su Zhengqing knelt in front of the tomb, took out the letters from the box, and burned them one by one in the stone frame. Su Fengjin squatted beside Su Zhengqing, silent for a while, helping to burn them together, whispering Said: "I will not forgive you."

Su Zhengqing's hand that burned the letter was stiff, and the cold wind hit his face, making his face ache. He smiled and said, "I know, you just have to live well in the general's mansion. It's about Su's mansion. If it puts you in a difficult situation, you don't have to worry about it, I knew Ming Yang's temperament, he is always impatient, now it's okay to teach him a lesson."

She lowered her eyes and burned the letters, and didn't ask why there were so many, she just whispered: "Brother is kind to me, I won't ignore him."

"You are a good boy..."

"Father, you have to take care of yourself." Su Fengjin secretly hid the last letter, stood up, her tone was indifferent.

Su Zhengqing's eyes were slightly warm, and he looked up at her. In Su Zhengqing's heart, this Su Fengjin had the same personality as that woman, cowardly, forbearing, stupid, even if he suffered a loss, he would only accept it with a smile. Will not say a bad word.

She was too kind, that's why she fell into Xiao Ranxin's hands, but such a gentle and weak person was willing to bear the pain of being expelled from the family because of him, to the point of death, She can only lie in this mass grave.

"General Zhan is a rare good man. You have to follow him. Don't be stupid again. It's better to live well." If Su Fengjin's mother is still alive now, he thinks, he is willing to give up Xiao Ran's heart. What she found was, however, it was hard to find another woman in this world who was as elegant and lotus-like as her mother, and he was no longer the high-spirited boy he was back then.

Su Fengjin came to him and knelt down, took a stick and fiddled with the flames that sprang out from the burnt letter paper, mocking him: "What am I going to do with him? With my reputation as an abandoned woman? Father, even you believe that I have let you down because of my profligacy." Did you get divorced because of Ah Cheng?"

Su Zhengqing's face froze, and his tone became a bit grave: "Why worry about the past! I can tell that General Zhan treats you sincerely, so don't be stupid again."

Su Fengjin got up angrily and walked towards the pavilion, Zhan Qingcheng poured her a cup of tea, saw her pale face, raised her eyebrows, and smiled: "What? Are you in a bad mood?"

"No." She took a sip of the tea, and the taste was really bitter in her heart.

Zhan Qingcheng took a slightly thinner cloak and tied it on her, and said: "But what did father-in-law say to you?"

"I didn't say anything." Su Fengjin tied her belt, got up and walked to the carriage.

Zhan Qingcheng glanced at Su Zhengqing, and ordered a small team and a horse painting to stay with Su Zhengqing, but Zhan Qingcheng still had to go back to Chang'an City, now it's past noon, go back to Su's mansion before returning to Chang'an It will also take several hours.

Su Fengjin was sitting in the carriage, looking at Su Zhengqing who was kneeling in front of the tomb through the curtains of the carriage, she thought, if her mother was here, she would definitely not let this person kneel down.

After all, her mother used to love her heart and soul, how could she be willing to let Su Zhengqing kneel in front of her now, it seems to say that the love time that Su Zhengqing treated her in the past was just fake, it was true Ironically tight.

The carriage ran over the withered branches and leaves, and bumped on the straight bluestone road. Su Fengjin lay on the window and watched the green shadow mountain scenery passing by, thinking of what her father had said to her.

The past, and what to do with it, but her mother is also Su Zhengqing's past.

Wanzhu knelt in the carriage, glanced at the indifferent Zhan Qingcheng, and then at Su Fengjin who was silent, after thinking for a while, she exited the carriage and sat outside.

Zhan Qingcheng took the person by the window into his arms, and played with her hand habitually: "Why don't you talk."

"I won't forgive him." Su Fengjin didn't know whether she told Zhan Qingcheng or herself.

She is too easily shaken, if other people pretend to be pitiful and say a few good things, Su Fengjin will believe everything.

"I'm not promiscuous, I'm not an uncle, why did Ah Cheng divorce me? My mother didn't steal, but my father believed it. At that time, my mother was still pregnant with her little brother, and she was sick in the house. After more than half a month, and then died, my father sent someone to throw her and her seven-month-old little brother here..." Her fate was so similar to that of her mother.

Zhan Qingcheng touched her small head, his voice was hoarse: "I won't."

won't what?Won't divorce her?Or would he not treat her like her father?After all, Su Fengjin didn't believe it, Zhan Qingcheng didn't have sincerity, and she didn't have sincerity either, so what would she have to ask for one?
"I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while." Su Fengjin leaned against Zhan Qingcheng's arms, closed her eyes, her ears were filled with the grunt of carriages, the wind passed through the woods, rustling, and the carriages were galloping on the road, everything was in turmoil. Become extraordinarily quiet.

Because Su Fengjin was asleep, Zhan Qingcheng didn't bother her, and went straight to pick up Granny Du from the mansion. Unexpectedly, as soon as she got off the carriage, she saw that the mansion was covered with white silk, and the mourning music woke up Su Fengjin. , she slammed the door open and jumped out of the carriage, Zhan Qingcheng quickly helped her up.

Su Fengjin couldn't help but tug on Zhan Qingcheng's sleeve and asked in a panic, "Why is this happening? Who's wrong?"

She was clearly asking the question knowingly.

"It's okay, you go back to the carriage first, can I leave it to my husband to take care of it?" Zhan Qingcheng's tone was as gentle as water, with Su Fengjin's eyes filled with tenderness.

Su Fengjin could hardly stand still, pushed away Zhan Qingcheng, and ran towards the interior of the Su residence. There was a birthday coffin in the main hall of the Su residence. Before it was closed, Su Fengjin could still see clearly when she was holding on to the mouth of the coffin.

"Grandma Du, didn't you feel fine when you left in the morning? Did you fall asleep? It was my fault. If I had known, I would have stopped visiting my mother. Open your eyes and look at me. Look at me." Look at me, I'm Jin'er, the Jin'er you brought up." Su Fengjin stretched out her hand to hold Granny Du's hand, but Granny Du's withered hands were already cold, no matter what she said, she would not sound up.

Zhan Qingcheng stood behind Su Fengjin, glanced at Huansha, and said in a low voice: "Send a letter back and ask Yun Yi to take a few days off for me."

"What's the reason for asking for leave?" Huansha glanced at Su'e, who was kneeling in front of the coffin and weeping pear blossoms with rain. She really didn't understand. It was just an irrelevant thing. What is this girl doing when she is crying so sad? moth.

"Family mourning."

When Huansha got the words, she backed out, and Wanzhu ran in from the outside, hugging Su Fengjin, master and servant, and crying together.

Xiao Ranxin walked over in plain white clothes, her voice was choked up, her eyes were red, her face was haggard and hairpins were all gone, she came to Su Fengjin, and suddenly knelt down: "Fengjin, don't get so angry that you beat yourself up. Auntie, it's my aunt's fault, when the doctor came to see her this morning, she said it was Mrs. Du who couldn't make it through, and I called several doctors to come to no avail."

(End of this chapter)