diskusbooks Chapter 387
Chapter 387
Chapter 387
This was the first time that Tang Songlin really remembered his original wife Mingzhen since her death.
He has always been very indifferent to love and love. For him, women are either a help or can manage the back house properly.
At that time, she married Mingzhen precisely because the Duke Protector's Palace was short of money and the merchant Ming family was short of status.
The two sides hit it off immediately.
To be fair, Mingzhen is a capable person.
No matter how difficult the account was, she would know it after a few glances and never forget it.
A good hand inside and out.
As for appearance, if one was born into a distinguished family, his appearance would not only be famous in the capital, but he would also stand out among others.
Just look at the appearance of Tang Chujun, mother and son, and you will know that they all actually look like Mingzhen.
Tang Songlin was satisfied with his first wife, but he only had a grudge in his heart that she was a merchant and had brought shame on him.
Every time he saw Mingzhen, he thought that when the Protector's Palace was in trouble, they used the Ming family's silver to tide over the difficulties.
This was the reason why he had been unwilling to associate with his first wife's mother's family. It was too painful to look back on the past.
When Shi Anxia looked at his grandfather's silent and fascinated look, he knew that he was thinking of his own grandmother, and his eyes turned gloomy.
It's better not to worry about such a cold-hearted man.
She lowered her eyebrows and deliberately raised her voice and asked, "Grandpa, Xia'er has never seen her grandmother before. I'm so sorry."
Tang Songlin also thought of something at this moment, "Xia'er, you asked someone, I do have a portrait of your grandmother, do you want to see it?"
"Okay, okay!" Shi Anxia was overjoyed. His peripheral vision glanced at Zhu who had not yet left, "How about grandpa giving the portrait to Xia'er?"
Tang Songlin refused in a deep voice, "That won't work! I only have one picture."
Zheng Qiaoer loved her niece to death, and it would be great to follow her. "It seems that my father has always treasured the scroll because he was thinking about my mother-in-law. I have been married to the Duke of Guo for so many years, but I have never seen a portrait of my mother-in-law." ”
The words were already on his lips. Tang Songlin couldn't say that he just couldn't remember his wife, so he never opened the scroll. "You're right. It's hard not to miss a woman like Chu Jun's mother."
Zhu, who walked slowly on purpose: "!!!"
She shouldn't have walked so slowly and heard words she shouldn't have heard.
Mrs. Zhu always thought that her husband had forgotten about his late wife, but she never expected that he was thinking in his heart and did not show it on the surface.
I don’t know how to be crazy about that portrait behind my back!
Zhu's panic and shock throughout the day were probably not enough for her entire lifetime.
With tears streaming down her face, she returned to her room and fell on the bed undressed.
This time Zhu was really ill.
In a trance, a woman came to her bed and stared at her condescendingly, "Zhu Yingying, do you recognize me?"
She tried hard to open her swollen eyes, "Mr. Chu?"
The woman sneered, "Ha!" "That's half right, I am Chu Jun's mother Mingzhen."