After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 11 She Wants To Rely On, But Knows She Can't Rely On It

Mrs. Xing agreed: "My son, what's the matter? Tell her to go—"

"Ah."

Before Xing could finish speaking, a sarcastic laugh interrupted her.

Xing glared at Xiao Fengxian angrily: "What are you laughing at?!"

Xiao Fengxian picked up the tail of Danfeng's eyes, picked up a piece of fish from the plate, and said inexplicably, "I laugh at everything in our house, otherwise, why does my cousin like to take everything from his house? Now, even people are good too." Yes, the smelly ones like to drag them into his house. I don’t know when, it’s better to vacate our house.”

When the voice fell to the ground, Xiao Gui was the first to become alert.

He stopped eating, and took out a thick old account book from his pocket.

Looking at the lantern in the flower hall, he licked his index finger and carefully turned to the last few pages: "In December last year, Qianri moved a small Western glass screen and two newly made silk quilts from our house. Last month, I took away a set of celadon bowls with magpies and branches, and dragged away a cart of pork and mutton. Last month, I took away a gold-plated eight-treasure incense burner and two newly carved wooden doors—”

"Oh……"

Xiao Fengxian dragged out the tone with strange yin and yang: "It's strange why the gate of our house is gone. It turned out that my cousin unloaded it and carried it away. Cousin is indeed in the unloading business."

"You——" Xing Qianri was so pissed off by Xiao Fengxian that he could only stare at Xiao Gui blushingly, "Auntie, your speech is really ugly, did I take it?! I borrowed it, borrowed it! This kind of Sesame mung bean big account should also be written down, isn't this just looking for trouble?!"

Xiao Gui closed the ledger with a displeased expression on his face.

What about borrowing, none of the things the Xing family borrowed over the years has been returned.

However, Xing's family is facing her mother's family, so she can't say.

Xing Qianri looked anxiously at the Xing family: "Auntie, you are talking! You gave me those things, why do you make it look like I took advantage of it? Our old Xing family, but only me The root is only a seedling, my mother said, I can't be wronged!"

As expected, Xing's face became serious, and he began to criticize Xiao Gui: "Qianri is right, but you just borrowed a few things, you need to memorize them so carefully? Besides, we are all a family, and we are all connected by broken bones. What if you give it to him? If you are so stingy, you don't have to hurt the feelings of your relatives."

Seeing that Xiao Gui was still frowning unwillingly, Xing took the chopsticks and knocked on the edge of the bowl hard.

She scolded: "When I married you back then, your poor dog couldn't live, and I didn't dislike you! How did you get rich later, can't you forget it? Over the years, my Xing family has not Don't help you with the work! The two shopkeepers in the dyeing workshop are still members of my Xing family!"

When it comes to getting rich, Xiao Gui, who didn't dare to say a word, finally couldn't take it anymore.

He poked his neck and said impulsively: "What does my fortune have to do with your Xing family?! Isn't it all because of—"

He subconsciously forgot to look at Xiao Fengxian, and suddenly stopped talking.

Xing also realized something, rolled his eyes, and stopped being aggressive.

The flower hall fell into an eerie silence.

Xing Qianri was so ashamed, he didn't dare to stay in Xiao's house, and ran away in despair.

Xiao Dujuan never cared about household chores, disliked the quarrel and noise of his parents, and went back to the room early.

Xiao Fengxian finished the plate of fish leisurely, then got up and left the table leisurely.

It rained on a spring night, and the garden was rustling.

Passing through the winding corridors, someone was waiting for him at the corner.

As he approached, he smiled and said, "Sister-in-law is so courageous, she punished you to kneel, but you sneaked away."

Wei Zi held the lantern: "Dinner tonight, Xing Qianri has been targeting you, do you have any problems with him?"

Xiao Fengxian didn't hide it: "He wanted to belittle his sister-in-law in the middle of the night and asked me to watch the door for him. I refused and kicked him. He held a grudge, so he tried every means to let me go to his house to work."

Wei Zi was startled.

It turned out that it was because of her...

She looked at Xiao Fengxian again.

This person is really strange, he is willing to stand up for her even though he is obviously mean and domineering and hurts others.

Even Xiao Lingxiao had never protected her like this.

A strange feeling welled up in her heart, and her attitude inadvertently softened.

Her eyes fell on Xiao Fengxian's clothes, and said: "Why are you wearing so much today? Did you catch the wind and cold?"

Xiao Fengxian tugged at the collar as if showing off: "Look, sister-in-law, the innermost layer is the lining robe, the second layer is the new clothes you made for me, and the outermost layer is an old robe. I wear it like this, and the new clothes are neither It will get sweat stains, and it won't get dirty from the dust outside. Even if you wear it for a year, it will still be new."

He cherishes it very much.

He threw the new clothes on the ground in front of her yesterday, which made Wei Zi cry all night.

He knew he was wrong, but he was embarrassed to apologize directly, so he told Wei Zi in this roundabout way that he cherished this new dress very much.

The tip of Wei Zi's nose was slightly sour.

No one has ever cherished her things.

She thought she was an elder, and she didn't want to shed tears in front of Xiao Fengxian, so she tried her best to put on a sullen face, raised her elder sister-in-law's airs, and scolded softly: "What kind of rare thing is worthy of your treasure? If it is dirty, it will be dirty. Even if you wear it out, it’s not that I can’t make it for you anymore. The weather is getting hotter, and you wear so much, be careful that you’ll get bored. Is the body more important, or the clothes?”

She was willing to talk so much, Xiao Fengxian knew that she would probably not be angry anymore.

She was carrying a lantern, and the light of the lantern shone brightly in the dark rain.

But her snow-white face was more gentle than light, her voice was still soft when scolding others, and the fine rain vapor lingered around her, Xiao Fengxian suddenly felt that his sister-in-law was like a pure white flower growing deep in the alley. Jasmine, slender and weak, chaste and tough, made him have a strong desire to protect.

The night wind was gentle and moist, and the rain drifted into the corridor, soaking Wei Zi's skirt.

Xiao Fengxian opened the paper umbrella: "I'll send my sister-in-law back to her room."

He deliberately stood on the side near the corridor, blocking all the wind and rain for Wei Zi.

After walking for a while, Wei Zi whispered, "Then...then we are reconciled?"

Xiao Fengxian raised her eyebrows: "When did my sister-in-law and I have a quarrel?"

Wei Zi smiled lightly: "Yes, in this house, my second brother and I have the best relationship."

In the previous life, Xing Qianri, who claimed to love her, framed her to deliberately seduce her and ruin her innocent reputation.

Her childhood sweetheart, Xiao Lingxiao, stopped his wife and remarried, and he did not hesitate to kill her for the sake of prosperity and wealth.

What is love?

Wei Zi has never tasted it in his life.

However, in this life, Wei Zi actually tasted something like love from a young man.

Her heart is too bitter, if you give her a little bit of sweetness, she will feel that her whole heart will be filled.

Mingming and Xiao Fengxian are separated by a foot.

By coincidence, she quietly approached him.

The boy's shoulders are still thin, and he is her brother-in-law again.

She wanted to rely on it, but she knew she couldn't.

(End of this chapter)