Wishing You Eternal Happiness Chapter 731: ：badmouth
Yu Mengxiang is also together.
On the second day after the old lady's death, Yu Mengxiang returned to the Yu Mansion to help with her aunt's funeral. However, she was a married daughter and could not stay at her parents' house for dinner or overnight. She left early and returned late every day.
As soon as Mrs. Song arrived in front of Mrs. Yu’s soul, she knelt down on the futon and cried: "My old sister, why did you just leave when you said you were leaving? You have been taking care of your children for most of your life. In the end, my son I haven't enjoyed the blessings of my granddaughter, and I haven't seen the good things of my granddaughter. Tell me, what are you trying to achieve? Your man is a worthless man. He himself died long ago and was born too early, leaving you orphans and widowed mothers. This day in your Yu Mansion, the future of your children is all earned by you, a widow, with sweat and tears, by your observance of integrity and half a lifetime of hard work..."
Yu Zongshen lowered his head. After Mrs. Yu passed away, he stayed in front of Mrs. Yu's soul every day, ignoring everything and asking nothing.
Even when the clan came to him to discuss matters, he only said: "You can decide. I am now Ding You's filial son. I should not be an official or a director."
A newborn baby stays with its mother for three years and needs to be cared for by its parents at all times. After the death of its parents, the son should also repay the favor for three years. This is a favor.
After pretending to be a filial son, a virtuous husband, and a strict father for more than ten years, he grew up to be what his mother wanted. This is nurturing grace.
He became the chief minister, shining the lintel of the family, allowing his mother to see the prosperity of the Yu clan, which was enough to offset the sacrifices his widowed mother had made for him.
He repays his children, his kindness, and his sacrifices.
Yu Zongzheng originally had a guilty conscience because of the old lady's death. After hearing the backbone-piercing words of the old lady Song, even his straight waist couldn't help but collapse, and he also shrank a little.
Yu Youyao's eyes were also red. Yu Zongzheng and Yu Zongshen were able to achieve their current achievements. On the one hand, they benefited from her biological mother's money, but on the other hand, they benefited most from their grandmother's good reputation for keeping integrity.
Whether it is a divorced woman, a divorced woman, or a remarried woman, her reputation will always be bad, she will always be looked down upon by others, and she will bring shame to her family.
On the contrary, a widow who keeps chastity and chastity for her husband will be respected by the world. If the woman is chaste, her children are virtuous, and the family has a chaste wife, no matter where she goes, she will be looked down upon.
Even the imperial court was willing to reuse him.
Mrs. Zhen Guohou quickly went over to help Mrs. Song, and the clan leader’s wife also came over to persuade her.
Mrs. Song refused to get up and cried and complained in front of Mrs. Yu's body.
From the time Mrs. Yu married into the Yu Mansion, every word is filled with the bitterness of Mrs. Yu’s past, and the unknown helplessness and hardship behind the scenery.
It makes those who listen to it cry and those who hear it feel sad.
Think about it, in this world where the husband is the most important thing, how can a widow whose husband has died live a good life? In the past, people didn’t talk about it because it was difficult to say.
Now that everyone is gone, what else can’t be said?
No matter how hard anyone in the house tries to persuade, they can’t stop it.
In the end, the second old lady came over after hearing the sound, and couldn't help but blush: "My ancestors and our old lady have been good friends all their lives. When the old sisters left, my ancestors felt uncomfortable. This is human nature, so I followed my ancestors. Go, I have been holding back some words for a lifetime, so I just need to say them out."
Mrs. Song cried and sang two sticks of incense as soon as she complained. Her voice became hoarse afterward. While crying, she hugged Yu Youyao into her arms: "My dear grandson, your grandmother has just After a few days, you have lost all your appearance. How will you live in the future without your grandma to hurt you? What a sin, what a good granddaughter. How can your grandma be so cruel? She closes her eyes and kicks her legs. , there is no more..."
Yu Youyao was thirteen years old, which was the right age to get engaged. With Bao Ningchi's instructions, it would be later, but this did not prevent Mrs. Yu from secretly searching and preparing.
After more than ten years of raising her granddaughter, the marriage has not yet been consummated. How can Mrs. Yu feel relieved?
She doesn’t believe it!
"Grandma Song, I miss my grandma so much..." Yu Youyao cried so hard that she pretended to be strong, but completely collapsed in Grandma Song's arms.
In the Xiaotang Hall, there was another cry of mourning.
The Marquis of Zhenguo was worried about Mrs. Song's health and tried to persuade her to leave the Xiaotang.
Song Wanhui took Yu Youyao's hand: "You look so ugly, are you sick? When we entered the mansion, we saw your family sending Dr. Hu out of the mansion."
No matter whose family comes to worship, they must first arrange for a cup of tea. One family at a time, men and women must enter the filial piety hall separately, so as not to have too many guests at once, lose etiquette, and rush into the filial piety hall. .
After their family entered the mansion, they waited for the Taoist priest to settle down before inviting him to Xiaotang.
Yu Youyao's voice was hoarse: "Yu Yu just said it was excessive fatigue and stagnation of liver qi. He prescribed medicine. If you take more care in the future, you will be fine."
Song Wanhui looked at her, her white jade-like hands were so thin that they were thin beyond the joints: "I can't blame you for being so thin. You can't be resurrected after death. Don't be too sad, but take care of yourself."
Yu Youyao used to be thin, with soft bones and delicate bones, but now she is so thin, she is a little too thin, and she looks frail and sickly.
Yu Youyao nodded.
Seeing that her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was pale and haggard, Song Wanhui didn't know how to persuade her: "I originally wanted to write you a letter, but my mother didn't let me. She said that Grandma Yu passed away and your family affairs have been settled. That's enough, let me not add to the mess."
Yu Youyao said: "These days, the family is very busy. Although there is help from the clan, many things still need to be taken care of by the family."
Although Mrs. Yao was also a daughter-in-law, the family income was divided between the two families. The old lady returned to the eldest house, and the funeral was mainly conducted in the eldest house, with the second house as a supplement.
There are no elders in the eldest house. She is both the direct descendant and the eldest daughter. She is also the granddaughter that her grandmother loves most, so she has to step forward.
Next, Qi Mansion also came.
Mrs. Qi, like Mrs. Song, knelt in front of Mrs. Yu's soul, crying and singing ~IndoMTL.com~ After struggling for a long time, she finally persuaded her to go into the house.
The result!
As soon as Mrs. Qi and Mrs. Song met, they didn’t say anything. They hugged each other and cried until they couldn’t go to the ground. The wives and granddaughters in the whole room came to try to persuade them, but it was useless.
Old sisters like them know best how much hardship Mrs. Yu has endured in her life.
There is a lot of right and wrong in front of the widow’s door, yes there are also three wrongs.
Twenty years after Mr. Yu left, Mrs. Yu, as a young daughter-in-law, could not even leave the house, nor could she attend banquets held in Beijing.
Even when I go to the temple, I have to find old sisters to accompany me.
A woman is both a man and a wife, but she, a widow, cannot stand up for what a man does, so she can only think of ways to calculate, be careful, and do it as properly as possible.
Not everyone is born with calculations. They are forced by life to have no choice but to calculate.