After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 97 I don't agree with this marriage
Chen Zijing's words fell to the ground, and the flower hall was silent for a moment.

But after a while, Xiao Dujuan took the lead to sneer: "Brother Zijing, are you confused? How can she open a restaurant as a woman who doesn't leave home? That's the most profitable restaurant in Lingzhou! How many catties does she have?" Two, also worthy of being the owner of a restaurant? I’m afraid I can’t even afford a pair of tables and chairs!”

Xiao Gui and his wife nodded accordingly.

Can they not know whether Wei Zi has money?

This Chen Zijing is afraid that reading has ruined her brain.

Chen Zijing's complexion was not very good-looking.

The Xiao family is really stupid. Their daughter-in-law has made a lot of money, but they don't even know about it.

It's okay if you don't know, so you don't have to push back and forth, and don't let Wei Zi be his concubine.

He stared at Wei Zi: "Miss Wei, you have seen how I have treated you in the past two years. I dare say that there is no man in Shanyin County who cares more about you than me. Don't worry, although I am a concubine, but I will never treat you badly. You will also have what a regular wife has."

Wei Zi got up and gave him a blessing.

She refused in a serious and clear way: "Thank you, Mr. Chen, for your love, but I have no feelings for you. In this life, I will never be anyone's concubine. Please don't take concubine again in the future." mention."

After speaking, he bowed to everyone and left the flower hall.

Chen Zijing frowned, got up and asked: "I have a background, a future, a good looks, and I am serious about proposing marriage and accepting concubines. It shows that I attach great importance to you. Why do you refuse to follow me? Could it be that Miss Wei already has someone she likes in her heart?" man?"

Wei Zi looked back.

Chen Zijing was full of dissatisfaction, as well as the anger of being rejected.

No need to ask, she knew what Chen Zijing was thinking.

It was nothing more than secretly scolding her as a widow with high eyesight and low powers, and even the son of the county magistrate's family looked down upon her.

She thought for a while, and replied seriously: "I don't have anyone I like, but I just don't like Mr. Chen. A man's background, future, and appearance are important, but his sincerity and character are also important. But what I value, Mr. Chen Nothing."

After finishing speaking, he left directly.

Chen Zijing watched the figure gracefully disappear from sight, clenched her fists tightly, her cheeks flushed.

This woman is really hateful...

Isn't this scolding him in public, without sincerity or character?
The son of his dignified county magistrate's family, who was also the Juren this autumn, was so belittled by her!

Wei Zi, it's too eye-catching!

Could it be that she is a widow and still wants to marry a high-ranking official?
He flicked his sleeves and sneered, "You don't have to drink a toast."

"Brother Zijing," Xiao Dujuan walked up to him with lotus steps, "That bitch doesn't know what's good, so ignore her. You... what do you think of me?"

Facing the shy girl, Chen Zijing impatiently said "not so good", and left with the gift.

Xiao Dujuan was ashamed and angry, and angrily knocked over a cup of tea, and stomped the embroidered shoes vigorously.

"Cuckoo!"

Xing Shi scolded.

Xiao Dujuan wiped away the tears of grievance: "Mother, I don't care, I will marry Brother Zijing!"

"Then what's so good about Chen Bauhinia," Xing objected, "you are full of dandyism, you will definitely be wronged when you marry. I heard that the county magistrate's wife is very mean and difficult to deal with. How can you suffer from such a mother-in-law?" Got it?!"

"I can take it..."

"I've already arranged the marriage for you," Mrs. Xing took Xiao Dujuan's hand, smiling kindly, "Didn't your cousin come back? You and him are childhood sweethearts, and our two families know each other well—"

"Mom!" Xiao Dujuan screamed and shook off Xing's hand, "That trash is still lying on the bed, I don't want to marry him! I don't want to marry him even if I die! Why do you always turn your elbows to your mother's house? !"

Xiao Gui also frowned: "This marriage is indeed inappropriate—"

"What's wrong?!" Mrs. Xing turned her head to stare at Xiao Gui, and sprayed him with saliva all over her face, "I have already talked with my brother and sister-in-law. If I still can't wake up after a few days, I will marry Du Juan. In the past, he was overjoyed, maybe he would wake up soon. Our old Xing family only has a single seedling in Qianri, what happened to Du Juan marrying him?! Do you want to watch Qianri alone?"

As she spoke, she pressed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and cried loudly.

"Congratulations?!" Xiao Dujuan couldn't believe it, "Mother, I'm your biological daughter, and you let me congratulate an outsider for the sake of your mother's family?! Did you make a mistake?! Dad, you don't help me either! "

Xiao Gui was also shocked.

He knew that Mrs. Xing liked to turn her elbows to her natal family, wanted to get all good things from her natal family, and always said that her brother and sister-in-law were pitiful, wishing to give the house and dyeing workshop to the Xing family, and especially loved Xing Qianri.

But Du Juan is her own daughter!

He immediately objected: "No, I don't agree to this marriage!"

"You disagree?!"

The whole flower hall was full of commotion, Mrs. Xing rolled up her sleeves and was about to fight with Xiao Gui.

Xiao Fengxian had seen enough of dog-eat-dog tricks, threw away the melon seed husk, patted on his robe, and left straight away.

The garden in the southeast corner.

The windows of the boudoir are bright and clean, Wei Ziduan is sitting in front of the dressing mirror, taking off the hairpin: "What, Mrs. Xing wants to marry Xiao Dujuan to Xing Qianri?"

Qingju nodded: "I just came back from the front yard, and I heard from the women that Xing Qianri was lying unconscious on the bed and wanted to marry Xiao Dujuan to celebrate."

Wei Zi picked up the mahogany comb.

The Xing family favors sons over daughters, and has been sucked blood by the Xing family's elder brother and sister-in-law all their lives.

In this life, I still want to catch up with my own daughter Xiao Dujuan.

It's really pitiful and hateful.

She pulled her lips and sneered: "Xiao Dujuan will not agree to marry."

"Really?" Qingju's face was full of gossip, "There is a lot of trouble in the main courtyard. If the servant is Xiao Dujuan, the servant is not willing to marry that kind of pervert. But then again, was Chen Zijing dismissed so easily? ? Will he play tricks on you, girl?"

Wei Zi stared at the bronze mirror.

Chen Zijing has always had that kind of thought for her, and she knows it.

However, why did she suddenly formally come to take a concubine?

Even, he is willing to pay 2000 taels of silver.

I'm afraid it's not just because of her face, but also the restaurant behind her.

He knew that the owner of the restaurant was her...

Accepting her as a concubine meant that he could take the restaurant into his pocket.

What a cunning man.

She said softly: "Soldiers come to cover the water and soil, let's walk upright and sit upright, don't be afraid of him."

Xiao Fengxian leaned against the plum tree.

He stared at the girl behind the window. The girl's long crow-green hair was scattered behind her back, and the face hidden in the long hair was like a beautiful peony flower.

Thinking of Chen Zijing's salivating and greedy eyes, Xiao Fengxian's fox eyes turned cold.

He said: "How about I get rid of him once and for all for my sister-in-law?"

Wei Zi looked at him, helplessly: "You are doing this trick again. Next year will be the Chunwei Examination. During this period, you are not allowed to get human life on your hands. Otherwise, Master Wenquxing in the sky will be unhappy."

Xiao Fengxian gave a "tsk".

The little widow is ashamed to say that others are superstitious, but she herself is very superstitious.

Wei Zi combed a strand of long hair that was hanging down on his chest, and asked, "When are you leaving for Beijing?"

(End of this chapter)