Marry A Younger Husband

Looking at Mr. Su's back, Mrs. Feng's heart is like ashes. She has loved the man all her life, and almost all her thoughts are around him. At the critical moment, he is still ruthlessly sacrificing her.

"Ma'am, let's go!" Ding Ma came forward, "today's situation, even if you stay in the house, you will die. It's better to fly away, maybe you can escape."

"Go?" Mrs. Feng said with a smile, "where do you want me to go? My mother's family revolted, but my husband's family didn't allow me. As a girl, where can I go? "

"Ma'am, the master has already sent a message. It won't look good when he comes in person."

"Go and call me Yan'er and Mo'er!"

Su Yan hasn't come back yet. Ding Ma has to go to the bandit's house. Xiao Mo'er and Shui Linlang are sitting opposite each other. They are both absent-minded. When they see Ding Ma coming, they get up together. Although Ding Ma is a servant, she is also an old man in the house. They are also very polite.

"Young master, you go. The master just wanted to drive his wife out of the house."

Small Mo son a Zheng: "father really so cruel?" It occurred to him that master Su was afraid that Mrs. Feng would bring trouble to the villa.

"Don't say anything else. I see that the master's mind has been made up and can't be changed."

Little Mo'er immediately took the water and felt the lilac courtyard in a hurry. Mrs. Feng sat down in the living room, motionless, as if she were dead.

"Mother!"

"Mo'er!" Mrs. Feng hugged the little Mo'er, "where's your brother?"

"Big brother hasn't come back yet!"

"Oh, come on, I have something to tell you." Mrs. Feng looked up at Mrs. Ding, "you go out first."

Ding Ma with two servant girls back down, water Lin Lang also want to follow down, she is expected that Mrs. Feng has something to say to little Mo'er.

"Lin Lang, you stay too!"

Water Lin Lang a Zheng, respectfully came to Mrs. Feng's side, Mrs. Feng at the moment even took the initiative to reach out to her arms: "I know you are a good child."

"Madame." The sound of the water was choking.

"Last time, I told you to go far away and never go back to the villa. Now, when disaster comes, are you still ready to stay in the villa?"

With tears in his eyes, little Mo'er said, "mother, I'm a descendant of the Su family. I should live and die with the mountain villa."

"Silly child, you are still young. What's the relationship between the survival of the mountain villa and you? It's all the sins of the ancestors."

"Even if it's evil, it's also what our younger generation should suffer. If children watch their elders die, and they muddle along, is it still human?"

Mrs. Feng gave a bleak smile: "I'm anxious and resentful to see you muddle through and don't know how to grow. How I like you muddle through and don't know how to grow now. If you don't learn anything else, you will talk about this pile of useless etiquette, righteousness and shame. At the critical moment, you are more like a man than your father. "

"Mother, does father want to drive you away?"

"Yes, your uncle rebelled. I shouldn't have stayed in this family. In fact, I know in my heart that your father is not willing to give up. It's all the ancestors' ideas, but I blame him. Even if he wants me to die, he shouldn't choose this way."

"Mother, you won't die."

"Silly boy, who can't die! But, I am not reconciled, not easy to wait until gambolo left, no one to block in front of me. I also discussed with your brother, how to let your father help me, your father will drive me away. If I leave and die in a foreign land, who will send me to the end, and which ancestral hall will my memorial tablet be placed in. Do you really want me to be a lonely soul? If you don't sacrifice strangers, you won't accept the king of hell. " As she spoke, Mrs. Feng felt sad and tears came down.

Shuilinlang's heart is full of bitterness. It's not only pitiful but also pathetic for a woman to do this. However, she can fully understand Mrs. Feng's situation. She has been a concubine all her life, just because she is not willing to be a concubine in her heart. As a result, she has created countless disputes. Especially at this age, she is even more afraid of death.

Not afraid of death, but also afraid of the situation after death.

Because of the unknown, so terrible.

"I'll tell my grandfather not to drive you away!"

"Silly child, if you don't leave, you will die in Su's house even if you die!" Mrs. Feng showed a rare resolute, "I'm from the Su family. Why should I go, don't you?"

Small Mo son ordered to nod: "Niang, you don't go, too good!"

"Come on, mother, I have one more thing to tell you."

"Mother, you say."

"In fact, you are not your father's child."Xiao Mo'er is like a bolt from the blue. He is scared on the spot. Shuilinlang is also numb. At this time, there is still such a shocking secret hidden in the mountain villa. If there is a secret, there will be disaster.

All things that cannot be made public must be shameful.

Mrs. Feng began to laugh, with the general pride of a child: "isn't your father romantic? When you are young, you love to make trouble. You are outside, and you don't know how many brothers and sisters you have. If a man has three wives and four concubines, why should a woman have three obediences and four virtues? Well, if I don't, I'll give him a green hat! "

"Niang, how can you..." little Mo'er shook his head inconceivably, and then stepped back.

"From small to big, you didn't find that you are different from other brothers?"

"What... What's different?"

"Whether it's your eldest brother, or ah Zhen, or your current third brother, they are all talented and romantic, but you are not."

"Nonsense, I'm also a talented person, romantic and handsome." With tears in her eyes, little Mo'er turned to ask shuilinlang, "lady, do you think so?"

Shuilinlang comes back and looks at xiaomo'er's uncanny appearance. She can't say anything like that. But she knows xiaomo'er is suffering an unprecedented blow at the moment. He must be in a bad mood. He calls master Su's father for 14 years and finds that he is not his father at all.

This feeling is totally incomprehensible to people who do not experience it personally.

Shuilinlang gently holds xiaomo'er's hand: "no matter whose child you are, you are xiaomo'er and will always be my husband. I don't care about your life experience."

"What Small Mo son fiercely shakes the hand of boiling water Lin Lang, "I am father's son!"

"You are the child of your fourth uncle," Mrs. Feng said faintly

Little Mo'er collapsed on the ground: "Niang, it's impossible. Are you kidding me?"

Shuilinlang should have thought for a long time that apart from xiaomo'er, Su Zhao has a complicated and confusing appearance. Moreover, Su Zhao is not enthusiastic about anyone, but he doesn't like xiaomo'er. The adults in the mansion, xiaomo'er is only the closest to him.

Is this the gravitation of consanguinity?

"Mother, you lied to me, you are all liars, I will never talk to you again." Little Mo'er wiped a tear and rushed out towards the door.

Water Lin Lang hurried to catch up: "little Mo'er!"

Mrs. Feng is smiling with tears. She has been hiding this matter for 14 years. But master Su should have seen it for a long time, but he has never broken that layer of window paper. In particular, little Mo'er is growing more and more like Su Zhao, but he can't afford to lose this person, and neither can he afford to lose this person.

She finally said it, and suddenly she felt much more relaxed.

I hope that after Xiao Mo'er learned this, she would not stay in the villa any more. She had better run away from home immediately with fearless sacrifice