First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 320
Du Rongzhi was slightly stunned, "This is strange..." She frowned and thought for a while, "Do you think it might be a ghost?"

Song Zixun smiled lightly, and instead of answering, asked, "Can Rong'er believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

Du Rongzhi pursed her lips.If someone asked her this question in the previous life, the answer would naturally be unbelief.But now she herself is a reborn person...

There seems to be some power in the dark that ordinary people can't explain at all...

She hesitated for a while, and said dissatisfiedly, "Obviously I asked you first." She kicked the question back.

Song Zixun didn't care, and replied with a smile, "The world is so big, there are no wonders... Although I haven't experienced it, I don't dare to be so arrogant that I can conclude that this phenomenon must not exist." He paused, and thought, "Just But everything must have a cause before it will have an effect, even if it is really a ghost, what is it for... Is it an unfulfilled wish? Is it too much resentment? Or is it an innocent death? There should be an explanation."

Du Rongzhi thought for a while, then hesitated, "Didn't you say that the boy passed by was the courtyard where his mistress lived? Could it be..."

Song Zixun smiled and told her in detail what he had heard, "According to those who attended the banquet tonight, Huo Yuanwai and Mrs. Huo have been married for more than ten years. Although the two are empty, their relationship is very good. Mrs. Huo is A gentle and virtuous woman, she has always been loved by her husband and has a good reputation in the public. She was diagnosed as pregnant in the spring of the year before last. Huo Yuanwai was ecstatic, and treated her like a jewel... It's a pity— —" His voice paused, and he didn't know what to think of for a moment. He gently tightened his arms around her, and said in a low voice, "Mrs. Huo's fortune was poor, and she encountered dystocia during childbirth... In the end, both mother and child died."

Du Rongzhi trembled and raised her head to look at him.

For a moment, the two of them seemed to see something in each other's eyes, but they also seemed to see nothing.

After a long time, Du Rongzhi calmly looked away, looked at the curling green smoke rising from the incense burner, and said slowly, "It's really pitiful."

The voice was extremely soft, as light as a wisp of green smoke, blowing away in an instant.

The two of them suddenly lost interest in talking, and they sat on the Arhat's bed silently, each with their own thoughts.

After a while, Song Zixun said in a relaxed tone, "Okay... I'll tell you all the anecdotes I know. What about you? I heard that I went shopping today?"

Du Rongzhi also knew that he was looking for something to say, so she held the ground and curled the corners of her lips, "Yeah... Seeing that the weather outside is good, I went out for a walk."

Song Zixun breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "What did you buy?"

"I bought a few books," she casually pointed to the bookshelf, "and some sweets...they taste pretty good."

"That's all?" Song Zixun raised his eyebrows, and suddenly remembered Yuanyuan Qinghe's conversation when he just came back, and put his arms around her and asked, "But someone made you unhappy?"

"No." Du Rongzhi smiled nonchalantly, but remembered something, "Speaking of which, when I was in Jinlou today, I also met Mrs. Huo." The matter was succinctly explained, but Mrs. Huo's harsh words and arrogant attitude were omitted during the period.

"If you hadn't heard that Mrs. Huo had already passed away," Du Rongzhi said, "I'm afraid I'd think that the beautiful lady today is Mrs. Huo's wife."

Song Zixun thought for a while, "There are not many families surnamed Huo in Shanyin County, and there are even fewer such wealthy people. This Mrs. Huo must have relatives outside Yuan Huo." After going through it again, I sort of figured it out, and joked with a smile, "I said earlier that you shouldn't dress so plainly all day long...but they neglected you?" Displeased.

Why couldn't Du Rongzhi hear it, so she couldn't help laughing, "There's nothing...in fact, I haven't seen anything I like very much." He put his arms around his neck, raised his chin and pretended to be arrogant, "Otherwise, I would Since my husband is the county magistrate, it's up to me to choose any good things!"

As expected, Song Zixun laughed sternly, hugged her and said, "After all, it's a small place, so it's definitely not as exquisite as in the capital... Since you don't like it, let Changxing go to Ling'an to have a look and buy it for you later." some good ones."

"Let's talk about it." Du Rongzhi said casually, "I mentioned to you about opening a shop earlier... Today, I saw that Kangping Street is very good and popular, why don't you help me find out, there are people around. Is there no shop to rent out?"

Song Zixun frowned invisibly, then smiled, "We've only been here for a few days, and you're in such a hurry..."

Seeing Du Rongzhi opened his mouth to speak, he continued, "I will call attention to this matter, so don't worry about it."

Only then did Du Rongzhi feel relieved, and smiled, "I have no relatives here, so I can only count on you... At least you should take care of me."

"Wrap it on me." He leaned over and whispered, "It's late at night, shall we sleep?"

Du Rongzhi glared at him angrily, and hummed lightly.

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In the following days, Song Zixun was still busy.Because Du Rongzhi got his promise, she simply put down the business of the shop, took care of the children at home every day, read books, embroidered flowers, and lived a relaxed and comfortable life.

In the blink of an eye, it was the first day of the new year again, and after Song Zixun was sent out early in the morning, Du Rongzhi led the girls to offer incense in Jing'en Temple.

Jing'en Temple is located on Wanyan Mountain, 15 miles south of the city. Because of its efficacious efficacy, the temple is full of incense all year round, especially on the [-]th day of the lunar new year, there is an endless stream of devout men and women who come to burn incense and make wishes and pray for safety.

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In the main hall, Du Rongzhi knelt on the futon, kowtowed three times to the benevolent Avalokitesvara, put his hands together, and prayed silently in his heart: "Du Rongzhi, a believer, please bless my father and mother with good health and a long life." ;May my little girl, Sister Wan, be safe and happy, and have a smooth life..."

When she got up, a little monk lit the incense and handed it over. Du Rongzhi took it and inserted it into the incense burner devoutly...

After burning incense, the master and servant were led by Zhike to rest in the meditation room at the back.

"What wish did Young Madam just make?" As soon as the Zhike monk left, Yuan Yuan busy asked excitedly, "I heard that this Jing'en Temple's request for an heir will come true!"

Qing He's expression changed suddenly, and she quickly elbowed her.

Yuan Yuan looked at Qing He and Du Rongzhi without knowing why.

She doesn't quite understand...

Anyway, now that the young master and the young wife are reconciled, shouldn't they hurry up to have another young master?

What is more important than heirs...

Du Rongzhi smiled lightly, "I heard that the vegetarian restaurant in Jing'en Temple is very famous, and many people come here for it...you have to try it later."

Qing He hurriedly laughed and said, "The servant also heard people say--"

He was interrupted by a knock on the door.

(End of this chapter)