Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Chapter 18
Xie Zhiyun lowered her eyes, she looked at the string of pearls on her wrist, and there was silence between her brows.

Silent as eternal night, lonely as deep as the sea.

She didn't answer right away.

Seeing her like this, Xie Zhixing pursed his lips, feeling wronged.

"Why is sister talking about me?" Xie Zhixing said, "Sister must also want to know."

Xie Zhiyun naturally wanted to know about the past, but the family kept a secret, from Xie Yuan, the elder of the clan, down to Uncle Zhong and old servants, no one would elaborate.

Xie Zhiyun was five years old when the incident happened. She was not an immature child who didn't know everything. Her mother died of illness suddenly.

That was the first time Xie Zhijun was beaten, and it was also the last time.

Later, Xie Zhiyun stopped asking.

She didn't know what was involved in her mother's illness, and she didn't know what happened back then. She only knew that she had lost her mother since then.

Xie Zhiyun sighed.

"Ah Xing, thirteen years have passed, why do you need to investigate further?"

Xie Zhixing's eyes were red, he stared at the same almond eyes as Xie Zhiyun, staring at the flickering lights.

The room was empty and silent, except for lamentation.

"Sister, that is our mother, that is our dearest person, even if ten thousand years pass, I will not give up."

"I want to know why my mother died."

Xie Zhiyun didn't continue to persuade him, maybe deep down in her heart, she also wanted an answer.

"You asked that Xiao Ling to go to the family temple to ask Uncle Yi?"

Xie Zhixing said: "Yes, Uncle Zhong is loyal to his father, and he would never say anything to him. Now all the servants in the family have only been here for a few years, and they don't know anything about what happened back then."

"Only by dealing with Uncle Yi can we know the truth."

Xie Zhijun lowered her brows and lowered her eyes, her eyes slightly raised, and fell on the silent tablets.

There are the ancestors of the Xie family.

Xie Zhiyun said lightly: "But you are so nonsense, do you think your father really won't notice? Do you think Xiao Ling can really see Uncle Yi? If he did, why would Uncle Yi tell a strange young man about the past? "

Xie Zhixing was silent.

The two siblings were silent, and after a while, Xie Zhixing said in a hoarse voice: "Sister, do you think it could be him?"

Xie Zhiyun looked at him suddenly, she clenched her hands tightly, and her voice was a little low.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Xie Zhixing didn't say anything about it, he asked: "Sister, what should I do? Help me, help me."

"Ah Xing, can you really not let go?" Xie Zhiyun felt an unspeakable pain in his heart.

Xie Zhixing's eyes were red. Hearing these words, tears flowed down like a fountain.

He wept silently.

"Sister, when I was young, I occasionally heard those words. Since then, my world has collapsed."

"I don't dare to get close to my father, and my uncle Zhong. I'm afraid that my relatives will be killed by them."

"Sister, don't you feel resentful?"

Xie Zhixing burst into tears.

He was stubborn when he was young, and he couldn't learn to bow his head. When he was spanked by Xie Yuan when he was young, he never begged for mercy.At this moment, she was crying like a child in front of her elder sister.

Xie Zhiyun's expression changed suddenly.

She stared at her own brother, seeing his pain and his helplessness, and finally asked, "So what if I'm just resentful? We don't know what the truth was back then. You can't easily convict your father."

Xie Zhiyun sighed.

"Ah Xing, you are still young, you have a bright future ahead, and you still have to live a splendid life."

Xie Zhiyun's face was cold and solemn, and his words were firm.

"Why don't you leave this matter to Sister, how about Sister to investigate?"

That was Xie Zhiyun that Xie Zhixing had never seen before. The siblings at the moment didn't know it. The way Xie Zhiyun spoke like this was very much like a decisive Wei Ji.

Xie Zhixing struggled to sit up, disregarding the pain in his hind legs, he just stared at Xie Zhiyun in a daze.

Xie Zhiyun is the most outstanding young lady of Xie's generation, she is well-versed in books and rational, she is good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she is elegant and graceful, she is the most famous talented woman in Langhuan.

Xie Zhixing knew, however, that his elder sister was not a face-to-face person.

She dared to argue with the Patriarch of the Xie family, dared to marry into Su Guogong's mansion, and dared to marry the young general who fought his way in and out of the enemy's line alone.

She looks gentle, but she is actually tough.

Before Xie Zhijun got married, the siblings had never talked about their mother. Xie Zhijun had no idea that Xie Zhixing had not let go of resentment in his heart, and his stubbornness was not inferior to that of Xie Yuan.

At this moment, she knew about it, but she didn't dissuade her. She was willing to investigate the matter with him.

Deep down in her heart, why didn't she want to know the answer.

Xie Zhixing looked up at her and asked, "Sister, are you... not afraid of father?"

Xie Zhiyun smiled.

The lighthouse is bright, shining on her beautiful and affectionate face, shining a brilliant color.

The peach blossoms are blooming on the face of the hibiscus, bowing their heads with all kinds of amorous feelings.

"With Wei Shi behind me, I don't need to be afraid of anyone."

Xie Zhiyun said: "Besides, I also want to know the truth."

Xie Zhixing heaved a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he actually forgot the pain, and grinned silly.

"Sister, I'm at home, it's convenient. I can be with you, and you can let me help, okay?"

Xie Zhiyun glanced at him, seeing his firm expression, finally let go and said, "Tell me, what do you think?"

Seeing her nodding his head in agreement, Xie Zhixing leaned on the ground again, and stopped insisting on sitting on his buttocks.

"Sister also knows what it looks like in ethnology. It doesn't make much difference whether to go or not. I get bored of those people when I see them. I don't want to go."

"I want Xiao Ling to go to the family temple, but I can't recommend it directly. That would be too strange. The family temple is strict. Except for the orphans adopted in the early years, it has never taken in new disciples, so I thought about going to Yezhou first. Shop, the manager of the grain shop is Uncle Ba Tang, his son is practicing in the family temple, so he can get along with him."

From this point of view, Xie Zhixing still planned seriously.

"Today's beating is not for nothing. At least I can find an excuse to let my sister go home, and I can also recognize his attitude, so I can use this incident not to go to school."

Xie Zhiyun looked at him quietly, never thinking of it, but two months after marriage, the young brother Yaodi in the family has grown up.

Although the matter was full of loopholes, it was planned carefully, neither rushing forward in haste, nor going too deep into the city. After all, it was different from before.

After he finished speaking, Xie Zhiyun said: "Your plan is actually a little unnecessary."

"You don't want to recommend Xiaoling through your family, but if you find Uncle Batang, how can Uncle Batang hide it from your father and go around to get the same result."

When Xie Zhixing heard this, he froze immediately.

"How about that?"

Xie Zhiyun smiled.

She asked him: "Have you ever brought that little Ling home, does anyone at home know about him?"

Xie Zhixing shook his head: "Never."

Xie Zhiyun said, "This will be easy."

She said: "If you want him to enter the family temple to inquire about the past, you don't have to be a monk in the family temple. He can just know the people in the family temple as an outsider and learn about it slowly."

Xie Zhiyun said: "Seven things to open the door, daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, everyone has to eat and live, and needs basic necessities, even Buddhists are no exception."

Xie Zhixing looked at the elder sister who was talking eloquently, ignoring the pain in her buttocks, slowly sat up straight, and listened very carefully.

"I remember looking through the account books at home. It was our own farmers nearby who delivered vegetables to the family temple. They would go up the mountain to deliver them every three days without interruption."

Xie Zhijun has a delicate mind and has taken care of the family account books, so he knows the foundation of the family.

She looked at Xie Zhixing: "It's not easy to enter the family temple, isn't it also difficult to enter the farm? Spring plowing is about to happen, and the family is short of manpower, so let him ask to enter the farm by himself, and then plan to deliver the vegetables after getting acquainted manual labor."

Xie Zhiyun spoke indifferently: "Ah Xing, don't worry."

"I've waited for thirteen years, is there still one or two years left?"

Xie Zhixing was stunned.

He saw the deep pool in Ajie's eyes, no matter how bright the light was, it couldn't lighten the darkness in her eyes.

A moment later, Xie Zhixing cupped his hands and saluted Xie Zhijun.

"Ah Xing has been taught."

After the siblings finished talking about business, Xie Zhiyun relaxed, and then asked: "Ah Xing, you are not too young, you should consider marriage, what kind of little lady do you want to marry?"

Xie Zhixing didn't expect her painting peak to turn so fast, and before he could regain his senses, he blushed.

"Sister, it's all up to Sister to decide."

Xie Zhiyun smiled.

Her laughter is light and gentle, with a reassuring taste.

"How can I be the master?" She looked at her younger brother, "Ah Xing, marriage is a lifelong matter. Sister I hope you have a happy marriage and a happy life, otherwise you will harm others and yourself, and become a bitter couple."

Xie Zhiyun earnestly said: "Think about it, what kind of little lady do you want to find, and when you figure it out, I will tell my father to let my family find it for you."

"You still have a long time, don't be in a hurry, but you can't be too slack."

Xie Zhijun withdrew his gaze and looked at the layers of tablets on the altar table.

"If you wait for too long, until the age is the same, then you will make up the number at will and get married according to the wishes of the elders."

"At that point, you know it's going to be tough."

Xie Zhixing pursed his lips, and he clasped his palms tightly, almost bleeding from them.

He looked at his sister's indifferent eyebrows, her dignified figure, and her unchanging demeanor of a wealthy family. For the first time in his life, he felt a little sour in his heart.

The sourness was not for himself, but for this elder sister who had protected him from childhood.

Both of them have lost their mothers, and he still has his elder sister to support the sky, but the elder sister can only live on her own.

Xie Zhixing didn't ask her how she was doing in Su Guogong's mansion, he still sat up straight and said with an indomitable momentum: "Sister, don't be afraid."

"Anyway, you still have me."

　Let me tell you, this book must be 1vs1 Shuangjie, and I will definitely write this type in the future~ It is a sweet post-marriage love essay!
　　
　
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