She Doesn’t Want the Face-Blind Husband

"Sister, do you really want to go to the second room of Gu's mansion alone? It's at the second uncle's mansion of Gu Sicheng, sister, do you remember? My wife and I visited Qiangniang last night. , but eating and drinking, she looks very happy, and she will come back by herself in two or three days." Tao Muxian reminded anxiously after learning about her sister's afternoon arrangements.

Tao Xinhe was sitting at the table with Mrs. Hong, writing and discussing what they sent last night, and guessing what Qiangniang was missing in her sojourn. She brought it to her sister in the afternoon, but she saw Tao Muxian scratching her ears and cheeks, holding back her words after a long while. Say something.

Yes, last night and this morning, she was also worried about her sister, but she thought that after the reconciliation and separation, it would not be too late to see Second Aunt Gu again. How did you change your mind?

Tao Xinhe fell silent, and paused on the paper with the Langhao fine pen in her hand, leaving a group of shapeless ink dot marks, perhaps like a knot in her heart that she couldn't express.

Isn't it because of Gu Ningxi? His behavior in the morning, even though he fainted without saying a word, Tao Xinhe still found sadly that he was in a completely different state of mind than him.

Gu Ningxi said yesterday that she wanted to take a concubine. To her, the hidden worries in her heart had become a reality, but the dust had settled, so she quickly made up her mind to divorce.

Naturally there was a lot of pain, but Tao Xinhe didn't waver at all. After the wind and rain, the flowers have to regain their beauty. She is already calming down her mood and preparing for the reconciliation and divorce and her life afterward.

However, it was obviously Gu Ningxi who broke his promise first and formed a new love, so how could he act like he was let down and asked for reconciliation?

If an outsider who doesn't know the past, sees the ridiculous scene of him calling his wife in front of the gate in the morning, maybe he thinks that Tao Xinhe wants to change her mind, and asks Pipa not to marry someone else, and the husband comes to try to make it up.

Ah!

Could it be that he, Gu Ningxi, never thought that what he said, "If you are ruthless, I will rest", every word came from the bottom of my heart?

Yesterday he endured the discomfort in his stomach, and carefully wrote the He Li Shu, in his opinion, is it just a child's play that can be torn up at will?

Could it be that Gu Ningxi thought that she was a clay figurine who could be manipulated by him, had no temper, and could not live without him for the rest of her life? Even the bottom line of "a couple for a lifetime" can be compromised?

Tao Xinhe guessed with a headache that Gu Ningxi was nothing more than relying on the fact that she had treated him for more than three years, was tolerant and considerate, and was well known as a "virtuous wife", so she thought that taking a concubine this time was just a small disturbance between husband and wife. You can step over the threshold by lowering your figure, right?

Do not!

After hearing Gu Ningxi's intention of coming here today - "take her back home", Tao Xinhe felt even more embarrassed, as if she was underestimated by Gu Ningxi and given alms, a burst of anger welled up spontaneously.

She felt that the words given to Lihua in the morning were not harsh enough, and she was so angry that she couldn't get enough of it. She didn't even have a sweet lunch, and she gritted her teeth while eating, which tasted like chewing wax.

Always wanting to announce something, Tao Xinhe didn't want to lower his identity to go to the Gu Mansion to look for him, so he wanted to entrust a middleman whom both of them knew well to spread the word again.

Naturally, she thought of Second Aunt Gu, who could visit Qiangniang at the second room of the Gu Mansion, killing two birds with one stone. This is also the reason why she insisted on going alone.

I feel that speaking out about my own calculations is quite like a petty temper, which is naturally inappropriate. Self-knowledge is enough for faint thoughts.

Tao Xinhe smiled lightly and said, "I see, Mu Xian."

She gently rolled the stained paper into a ball, spread out the snow-white square paper again, lowered her head and dipped the pen into the ink, and asked Hong Shi softly: "Where did you just talk? Bring two volumes of words for Qiang Niang by her bedside." Book, right?"

After Tao Muxian was worried for a while, he was affected by the calmness of his sister's writing, thinking, "How to deal with the Gu family's relatives at this time, although I am hesitant as an outsider, but my sister must have a plan in mind "", and I was relieved a lot .

He looked at this place, he couldn't do much, so he went outside the courtyard to help prepare for trivial matters, so he didn't notice that Tao Xinhe and Hong's follow-up discussions in a soft voice appeared to be distracted several times, and he was inquired by Hong, the elder aunt last night Did you not sleep well?

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Gu Ningxi's body was getting hotter and hotter, her brows were wrinkled, her breath was heavy, her hands were clenched into fists and she was swinging wildly, her legs and feet were kicking left and right. However, his eyes were still closed tightly, he couldn't hear other people's calls, and he was still in a coma.

Once again helping him to cover the kicked quilt back, Mo Qiqi pouted and reluctantly told the unconscious person: "Brother Xi, the butler is right, I have to go back and help my brother keep watch, I can't take care of him." You, get well soon, Qiniang misses you."

The housekeeper remained silent, maintaining an outward respect for the guests, but in his heart he looked down on Miss Mo.

Years ago, she came to give gifts out of nowhere, and when they met again, it was the master who summoned their servants to help her arrange a memorial ceremony for her brother.

Although I don't know the relationship between the master and his son and their Mo family, but the housekeeper and deacon have never heard of this brother and sister for many years, and they have never even paid tribute to each other. Obviously, they are not very close. Well, it seems that their Gu family is helping Ms. Mo in a benevolent and righteous way, and she should be the main one.

However, the young girl's face is swollen, her appearance is unbearable, she walks timidly, and she is petty. When dealing with affairs, she only knows to call "Brother Xi, how do you arrange this?", "Brother Xi, how do you arrange that?" Next to my master, like a little tail, the housekeeper really couldn't look down on it, and cleverly forked it several times.

And the master is also very strange. He returned home in the rain yesterday afternoon, and he didn't know what he said to his wife, which made her angry. After a while, he came to his senses and hurried out of the house. The butler thought he was chasing his wife, but he didn't expect to see the master and son in a remote alley later, and got an order to help with the murder.

The master himself was present, sitting on the only chair in the deceased's room, his mind was out of control, he basically didn't move his nest, he didn't speak, as if his soul was wandering nine days away.

The feeling given to the housekeeper is that he is sad, distressed, and confused, wishing to leave this place in the next moment, but he seems to be caught by something, like a nightmare, his shoulders are slumped and his legs are stiff, forcing himself to stay here numbly .

Sure enough, after a busy night, the butler reported to the master: "The general appearance has been sorted out."

Hearing this, Gu Ningxi seemed to come alive suddenly, she was refreshed and rushed out of the hospital. According to the housekeeper's thoughts, it was like a trapped bird coming out of its cage and a dragon entering the deep sea.

But who knows what happened, after half a day's work, the coachman and Shi Hua carried the master who had fainted, back to Mo's small courtyard!

The small courtyard of the Mo family was already overcrowded. The servants of Gu's family, the neighbors who were called patrons but actually watched the fun, the owners of the coffin shop and incense and candle shop, and people who claimed to be Mo Qi's classmates, fellow villagers, and classmates came and went to pray for the sacrifice. Seeing Gu Ningxi, buzzing voices resounded everywhere.

The butler couldn't take it anymore, it was too awkward. He reprimanded Shi Hua angrily, and forced the carriage to take the master back to his mansion.

However, Ms. Mo is a filial brother, and she will be a so-called "unlucky person" within seventy-seven forty-nine days, and there are all kinds of funeral affairs to be taken care of, so she didn't hesitate to leave her brother's uncoffined body and turn around. Get out of the carriage and stay by Gu Ningxi's side.

The butler sneered inwardly, leaving a few companions to guard the Mo's place, and he followed Huihui Mansion. The mourner himself doesn't care, so what does it matter to them if everything goes smoothly?

Something must have gone wrong between the master and the mistress, and the butler, as a servant, cannot intervene. However, seeing Miss Mo messing with the unconscious master, he can still persuade him a few words.

The butler thought that he should take good care of the master and son for the mistress, and don't let this unobtrusive Miss Mo take the opportunity to rely on Gu's mansion, so she invited her back to Mo's small courtyard to preside over the affairs.

Finally, the coachman was arranged to send Mo Qiqi and her maid, Zhuiyun, out early and late, and brought back Li Shu and Liu Guang who had been busy at Mo's house for a long time.

Looking at the young servants who were obviously exhausted, they still performed their duties as soon as they returned to the mansion. They wiped the master's body to cool down, boiled medicine and fed water, without a single complaint.

The housekeeper was both relieved and worried. According to the practice at this time, it is only natural for the servants to take care of the trivial matters for the master they serve, but if they contribute to the funeral for other families, they are always worried about bad luck and bad luck. Therefore, the main family will generally ask about personal wishes in advance, and will not force them, and will give a red envelope to the servants who are willing to go.

If the mistress had been in the mansion, she had always handled such details properly, and would have instructed the housekeeper early on, and he would just follow suit.

Unlike this time, the master gave orders abruptly and didn't comfort the servants, so the housekeeper had to consider all aspects, brace himself, and sometimes even act as a substitute.

It is not difficult to verbally encourage everyone, but if he distributes the red envelopes without authorization, no matter how much money he has, he is afraid of being arranged by other senior servants, saying that he used the money of his masters to buy people's hearts for himself.

The master who kept murmuring "Han Niang" on the bed but was still in a coma made the housekeeper feel sad: "Oh, master, you are really sick, why don't you wait until you bring your wife back to get sick again, the house still can't live without your wife .”

The housekeeper couldn't stay in front of Gu Ningxi's bed all the time, so he told the brothers Shishu and Lihua and the maid Liu Guang to take good care of the master and son, and then turned around and left the room to get busy.

There are so many things going on, Gu's family is full of troubles, Mo's family is full of troubles, the butler is like a spinning top that can't stop, constantly dealing with messy affairs, until late at night, when the moon and stars are thin, he just sits upside down and takes a nap.

Someone was poking him on the shoulder. As soon as the butler opened his eyes, he could see which of the twin brothers was nervously calling out "the butler". His big face was so close that it almost scared him to death.

"The master is awake, and I am calling you."

At this time, a rosy glow appeared in the sky, reflecting the bright red window grilles with auspicious patterns of New Year's Day on the thick paper of the windows more vividly. After a while, the rising sun will come out from behind the mountain. Today is the ninth day of the first lunar month.

The housekeeper rushed to the main room in surprise, and saw Gu Ningxi sitting on the head of the bed, without a quilt, revealing a wrinkled light gray plain linen shirt, buttons messy, hair disheveled, bare feet resting on the bed. On the edge of the bed, veins burst out on the back of the foot.

His cheeks were red, as if the fever had not subsided, but his eyes were frighteningly bright, and the tails of his eyes were scarlet. He fixedly stared at the other twin servant in the room. After pounding my heart for a few times, I finally made a hoarse and indistinct voice, half crying and half laughing, which was caught by the housekeeper:

"Knowing the painting, you really relayed what the lady said? Verbatim?"

Knowing the painting, he fell to his knees, and said in a mournful voice: "How dare you spread the word? Master, Madam really wants to reconcile with you, or else, I will die."

When the butler heard about this for the first time, he was surprised and said, "What? Madame wants to reconcile?"

"It turns out that He Niang really wants to reconcile. I was wrong." Gu Ningxi lay down slumped, all the strength she had just gathered in her body was exhausted, her limbs spread out, her eyes stared at the top of the bed curtain.

The residual heat is still there, and his mind is dizzy, as if he heard Shihua whispering in his ears, "Master, wake up quickly, it will be the tenth day tomorrow, and my wife will go to court to ask for righteousness." Yunyun , like a soul-returning curse, dragging him back from the void.

When Gu Ningxi first woke up, she was only vaguely aware that when he went to Tao Mansion, he didn't beg for his wife back at all. Instead, he messed up the matter and pushed He Niang farther and farther, to the point where even calling "He Niang" was presumptuous.

After listening to Shi Hua's narration by pinching her throat and imitating a female voice, from her heart to her whole body, as if falling into an ice cave, Gu Ningxi realized that the word "harmony" is irreversible.

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