Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Wei Ying believed what Nanny Jia said.

Because Mother Jia was right, Weiying was blinded by hatred and thought everyone was narrow and selfish. Xie Yuan, as the head of the century-old Xie family, would definitely not be selfish and avoid doing such a huge mistake. I don't see you.

Looking at Xie Zhiyun's conduct, one can tell that she has never been selfish.

But Weiying back then was too miserable, and it was understandable for her to believe so paranoidly for so many years, and no one could blame her.

Weiying smiled suddenly, she lowered her head, and covered her face with rough hands.

"It's been 13 years, 13 years," she sighed faintly, her voice choked with sobs, "the truth is finally revealed."

The dead have passed away, and the past cannot be traced. This belated truth can comfort the living and make people feel at ease.

Weiying's tears slid down her thin cheeks and fell drop by drop on the palm of her mottled palm.

Those mottled marks are the hardships and sins she has suffered in her life.

But even so, her fate is long and deep.

Weiying is just like her name, brave and fearless, never afraid.

Even the tears were silent, without any sound.

Xie Zhiyun was very sad. Looking at Wei Ying's painful appearance, she seemed to recall her father who was suffering and helpless back then.

Suddenly, a pair of warm hands held hers, freeing her from the old pain.

Xie Zhijun raised his head, saw Wei Ji's concerned face, and couldn't help smiling at him.

Her smile is like a pear blossom in full bloom, obviously without a strong fragrance, but still beautiful and affectionate, swaying and lively.

Even if Weiying cried, she quickly wiped away her tears. In the end, she looked at Xie Zhijun and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Zhiyun, thank you for still being willing to be my family."

Xie Zhijun never cared about her paranoid badness and cynicism, even though her attitude was so bad, Xie Zhijun still focused on curing Shen Wenru.

To be able to do this, Xie Zhijun really has a broad mind.

Xie Zhiyun looked at her, seeing that her expression was relaxed at the moment, and the haze that had plagued her for decades dissipated with the truth of the past, she was also a little happy.

"Auntie, we have always been a family."

As a family, it is natural to help each other.

Weiying nodded, she got up, and said: "After finishing talking, I won't bother you. If you need anything in the future, just call me. I will do what I can."

After finishing speaking, she insisted on letting Xie Zhijun and Wei Ji see her off, and left Chunhuating quickly by herself.

After her figure disappeared into the green path, Mother Jia said: "Madam Ying is really not easy."

After Jia Nanny finished speaking, she said that she was tired, and Xie Zhiyun sent her back to the bedroom before returning to the yard.

Wei Ji still sat there without moving.

Xie Zhiyun returned to Wei Ji's side, shook Wei Ji's hand lightly, and then said: "Even though my aunt believed that the matter was done by my father, she didn't tell my father, and her insistence on going her own way caused Wei and Xie to quarrel."

Xie Zhiyun knew exactly what was going on in Langhuan, Taixing, Yezhou and other places back then, even though he was young.

After so many years of war and chaos, the common people have long been in dire straits. Even Lang Huan's aristocratic family has closed their doors and lived in seclusion. The Xie family no longer allows their clansmen to become officials.

why?
The purpose is to be able to have something to eat in times of war, and also to enable the nearby people to have a livelihood.

In troubled times, no one can survive alone.

At that time, Weiying had stopped believing other people's slander, and believed that they were killed by the patriarch of the Xie clan, but he didn't tell anyone, and he didn't go to the Xie clan alone to have a fight with Xie Yuan.

Because if that's the case, there will be rifts between the Wei family and Lang Huan's clan.

Back then when the Wei family had just made a fortune, Wei Cang was still a general beside General Chen. They built their foundation with the blood and sweat of themselves and the soldiers under their command, and they could not be shaken by Wei Ying's own hatred.

If you can not be an enemy to others, you will not be an enemy to others.

Therefore, this hatred for Weiying endured.

For so many years, she made herself look like this. Isn't it hard to feel guilty?
Thinking of this, Xie Zhiyun couldn't help sighing.

"Aunt is really not easy."

Wei Ji shook Xie Zhijun's hand, and then said: "When I was young, my family was poor, and my aunt didn't care about anything. Back then, my eldest sister and I relied on my aunt to survive."

"My aunt was also very young at that time, but she had a lot of strength. She never gave in, she never gave in, and she didn't believe in fate."

"That's why my uncle likes her so much," Wei Ji said, "My uncle has liked my aunt for many years, but he has a thin skin, so he never dared to say it. Later, my aunt said that if he didn't say it, he would marry someone else. This is what my uncle said." begging."

Speaking of old things, Wei Ji was rather nostalgic: "Uncle is also very good."

Xie Zhiyun saw that he was also a little sad, so he pushed the teacup by his side to let him break free from his sadness.

"Little Grandpa, weren't you too happy back then? You don't remember what happened back then?"

Wei Ji paused, and he looked at Xie Zhiyun, as if he was recalling something.

Xie Zhiyun didn't know why, so she looked at him and blinked.

Xie Zhijun was actually relieved that the events of the year were clearly distinguished, and Xie Zhijun was even more happy when the rift with Wei Ying was resolved.

At this moment, Xie Zhiyun looked very relaxed, and even brought a little liveliness that was rarely seen in the past.

"What? What are you watching me do?"

Wei Ji seemed to be trying to find something in his memory, but he couldn't remember anything in the end.

Wei Ji sighed, held his hand and said: "I was nine years old that year, and I looked ten years old. I learned martial arts from my father in the early years, so I was very good at it. At that time, I heard that Langhuan was lively, so I couldn't sit still. I want to go to Langhuan to play."

Xie Zhiyun was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Wei Ji to say that.

"And then?" She was suddenly a little nervous.

Wei Ji looked into Xie Zhijun's eyes without any dodge, and he said, "I don't remember after that."

Xie Zhiyun: "Don't remember?"

Wei Ji nodded.

He said: "I just remember that I led Liu Zhaohui and the others to sneak away to Langhuan, and headed straight for the Lantern Festival, but after entering the Lantern Festival, we got separated."

"Because there are too many people."

"My last memory is the fiery trees and silver flowers at the Lantern Festival. A wide variety of lanterns hang all over the street, and the sky and the earth are bright."

"Then I don't remember anything."

Wei Ji touched the back of his neck and said to Xie Zhiyun: "When I wake up again, the back of my head hurts. At that time, Liu Zhaohui told me that I was injured and hit on the back of my neck. When those bandits were beaten After I retired, he found me in the crowd."

"But I lost my memory of that day, and I don't remember exactly what happened."

Wei Ji looked at Xie Zhijun: "It was probably injured by bandits."