Do not do unto others what you would not have them do unto you.

  Wen Haosheng and the Wen family avoided the Lu family's army, hiding at a small train station until evening, then found a small cart and inquired about their destination.

  They didn't enter Lujia Village but instead found a three-story farmhouse about one kilometer away from the village to stay overnight.

  Carrying their luggage into the house, they inquired about the Lu family's situation from the locals while several people gathered together to discuss their next itinerary.

  Locals say: When a big family in the village has a happy event, they set up two banquets at the same time. One is set up in their own large courtyard and the other is set up on the large playground at the entrance of the village.

  The guests invited by the host family are all important visitors, and ordinary people cannot enter.

  The village head sets up a wine table and invites people from the countryside and outside to come and drink, even passersby can take advantage of the opportunity to have a cup and get some festive atmosphere.

  According to local customs, this wine should be placed for three days.

  The guests coming and going in between can have changes.

  So it was calculated that the first banquet of the Lu family would be held on the evening of the day after tomorrow.

  Wen Haosheng and the others wanted to sneak into the big courtyard to take a look at the Lu family's grandeur, but it seemed that it was not easy to do so.

  Everyone in the village knows that Mr. Lu is an official, and he used to be a high-ranking official in the capital city. Now there are soldiers stationed outside his house, not allowing anyone to casually look inside his courtyard.

  "Why can't we just contact Manman directly and have her invite us in?" Wen Feng pulled Zhang Qiuyan to take the lead, actively luring out Manman, once they caught the person, there's no way they wouldn't be able to get in.

  "It's not that I don't want to, but why did Manman invite us in?" Zhang Qiuyan shook off Wen Feng's hand, looking worried. This matter couldn't be solved by just tricking Manman into coming out.

  "I don't believe it, we are Mianmian's aunts and sisters-in-law, such a big thing for Mianmian, and we can't witness it?" Wen Feng sat firmly, biting her teeth. "And what is the purpose of this family dinner proposed by the Lu family? Isn't it to recognize Mianmian as their own? What about us? We have raised Mianmian for so many years, they are treating our Wen family like nothing, without our consent, and now they haven't even invited us to the banquet!"

  To put it bluntly, they didn't gain any benefits from the Lu family and felt resentful, so Fang decided to follow them.

  In a sense, they thought they had found an excuse to stand up for Wen Shixuan.

  Compared with two mothers who thought of the grandeur of the Lu family banquet, the three Wen sisters were more interested in some handsome guys they could see on the train.

  "Wen Haosheng, that Mr. Yao on the train, was he called Mr. Yao?" Wang Yunyun asked Wen Haosheng for confirmation again.

  Like Yao Ziyi, a handsome man like a poisonous scorpion, Wen Haosheng generously gave way to the two sisters and deliberately boasted: "Yes, yes, it's called Master Yao. His official title is higher than that of Mengmeng's husband."

  The two sisters indeed tried to flirt with Mr. Yao.

  There's no need to sneak into the Lu family's house to get a glimpse of the handsome guys. The three sisters have already made plans, and tomorrow they can secretly enter the village and wait for the handsome guys to come out on their own.

  The Wen family spent a night in the mountains, chattering and chatting for most of the evening.

  On the first day of their arrival, the old man knew they were tired from traveling and didn't let them overexert themselves. Especially since Old Master Lu knew his granddaughter was pregnant, Manman got permission from the old master to spend the whole day in her own little room. Those who came to see her were all turned away by others.

  This makes her kind more mysterious in the eyes of outsiders.

  In the evening, I finished dinner in my own room.

  Slept for a whole day, feeling overly saturated, worried that I won't be able to sleep at midnight, dare not lie down again.

  Just then, someone from the old master's house came with an order, asking her if she was in good spirits, and the old man wanted to see her.

  This conversation with Old Master was inevitable, and besides, she came this time mainly to see Old Master. It's better to get it over with quickly, so Manman nodded slightly, tidied herself up, and went alone to see Old Master. At this moment, her husband had gone to visit the Jiang family, while Commander Lu and Madame Lu were chatting with the villagers in the living room, all of which she was aware of.

  The three-story small building in my hometown is a residence. The old man himself, hidden behind the yard, has a separate two-story small building. This two-story small building is different from others, not a newly built brick house, but a wooden attic. It's been many years, probably left over from ancestors. The old man loves this ancient charm and doesn't want to demolish it, only renovating on the original site.

  Manman followed the soldier up the wooden stairs, which were quite sturdy after renovation. At the top, however, she could see wandering electric wires and swaying yellow light bulbs, which suddenly reminded her of the house where she lived with her family when she was a child.

  At that time, Wen Shixuan took her to the grocery store, which was later converted into a brick house. They lived in a tile-roofed house, which leaked when it rained and had messy electrical wires and yellow light bulbs, just like what she saw before her eyes.

  In an instant, thoughts have wandered far away, to the point where those childhood memories seem within reach, though bitter and astringent, they are extremely nostalgic and unforgettable.

  Upon reaching the second floor, I first heard a woman's joyful laughter. As soon as I listened, I knew it was the reporter Jiang Yue whom I had met that morning.

  "Report." The orderly stood at attention and reported to the old master that she had arrived.

  Man Man stood at the staircase, seeing Old Master standing beside a long rectangular table, holding a brush in his right hand, with rice paper spread out on the table. Jiang Yue was standing on the desk, grinding ink for Old Master.

  Three pairs of eyes met in an instant, a spark of subtle light flashing between them.

  The old man with a nasal bridge and a pair of old glasses, looked up and down, clearing his throat softly.

  Jiang Yue smiled and put down the inkstone in her hand, saying: "I'll pour a cup of tea for sister."

  Now it's not called sister-in-law anymore.

  The moon's brow is slightly furrowed.

  "Come here," said the old man.

  As I stepped aside, I could hear Jiang Yue washing tea cups, with a hint of impatience in the sound of the water.

  "How's this character I've written?" asked the old man, holding his brush and straightening up.

  How can she evaluate the characters written by the old man?

  But as a granddaughter, it's very important to follow the elderly's wishes.

  At a glance, the bold strokes on the rice paper are full and rich, with connected characters that are wild and unrestrained, like clouds and mist swirling around. It's a piece of cursive script, probably a famous work by the Tang Dynasty calligrapher known as the "Sage of Grass Script".

  "It's Zhang Xu's handwriting." Manman chose to speak her mind, saying that she wanted the old man to see her own strength, but in fact, she wanted others to see it too, and didn't want to be underestimated.

  When Jiang Yue heard Manman's words, the teapot in her hand paused, and she raised an eyebrow to look at Manman's calm eyes, a hint of light flashed by, then converged, and the corner of her eye was always paying attention to Lao Yezi's reaction.

  "I heard your dad say that you've been studying Chinese painting for many years, and you also have some knowledge of calligraphy. I remember at someone's banquet, you wrote a few characters on the spot, with a fresh style, earning quite a few rounds of applause and praise." The old man gently put down his brush, "Now, take a look, since my copy is Zhang Xu's grass script, can you tell what character I'm copying?"

  "Grandpa, the works passed down from ancient people until now are roughly just a few books, I guess they can all be guessed." said Manman.

  In terms of language style, it conforms to the humor and humility of being a granddaughter. As a younger generation, the most important thing is to be filial and know how to make the elderly happy.

  Lu Lao Tou nodded his head and said: "Hm, your temperament is somewhat like what your father said, but also a bit different."

  "I don't understand." The old man had summoned her, so he must have something important to say; it couldn't be just about discussing calligraphy.

  "You come and write." The old man suddenly made way for him, standing still with his feet rooted to the ground, "I'll watch you write."

  Manman thought, could this old man have guessed that she had previously planned to give him a calligraphy?

  She can only carry out the orders of the older generation.

  Jiang Yue held two cups of tea and walked over, placing them on the table, and observed her writing with Old Master.

  The newly spread rice paper, the pen is raised, and on the paper, one word at a time, in regular script, writes the Three Character Classic that children recite.

  Jiang Yue smiled slightly.

  "What are you laughing at? Is it because she didn't write well?" Mr. Lu asked upon hearing her laughter.

  "No, sister wrote is pretty good, much better than I wrote. Just don't know why write three-character scripture." Jiang Yue said.

  Facing Jiang Yue's questioning, Manman just buried her head and wrote, with a focused gaze, as if there was only the words under her pen, calm and peaceful, no one could disturb or affect her in the slightest.

  Jiang Yue's eyes showed a growing sense of anxiety and unease.

  "For now, let's leave it at this, Journalist Jiang." Old Master Lu said, turning his wrist with the old mechanical watch on.

  "When I go down, tell Little Chen to come up and collect the tea set." Jiang Yue's gaze lingered on the desk before she finally went downstairs.

  Jiang Yue went downstairs, and Old Master Lu sat on a red sandalwood armchair next to him, sipping tea while waiting for his granddaughter to finish writing the entire Three Character Classic.

  The pen moved slowly, finishing one sheet, and more than half a clock had passed.

  Get up and wipe the sweat off your hands.

  "She's here, I don't want her to pour tea for you. You come sit here and drink a cup of boiling water instead." The old man said.

  Manman walked over and took the hot water poured by the old man himself, saying "Thank you."

  "Is she hostile towards us?" Mr. Lu asked casually.

  Meng Meng's heart skipped a beat: The old man's eyes were indeed sharp, and he could even dig out the emotions she had hidden deep in her heart. Or was it that Lu Huan or Jun Ye had said something to him?

  "Grandpa, I don't have any ill intentions towards anyone," said Manman.

  "Maybe it's not intentional, but you write with such abandon that you forget everything, even the fact that you're pregnant and can't get too worked up, what's going on?"

  It turned out to be the case. Manman couldn't help but smile, and Yuèr's eyebrows relaxed: "Grandfather, you're mistaken. I didn't forget that I'm pregnant. As for hostility, I really don't have any. The reason is simple, just like writing, how others comment is their business, doing well in writing your own words means being a good person and walking your own path. Because whether you can do well or not is the most important thing, others can't help you with that."

  So even if there is temporary dissatisfaction, it will soon be replaced by the calmness and composure of being carefree.

  This granddaughter is smarter than I imagined.

  But it's not in Lu's family nature.

  Not like Mrs. Lu who is at ease everywhere.

  No.

  This kind of calm and peaceful demeanor is more like that of the owner of a grocery store named Wen Shi Xuan in the materials he holds.

  For so many years, his granddaughter has been drifting away from home. He once said to both his own grandson and the grandson of the Yao family: this is what they owe her for their entire lives.

  It's hard to pay back debts.

  However, the people who came back were no longer what they thought they would be.

  "Tomorrow, take a good rest again, the day after tomorrow, you have to attend, there's something for you to do." Putting down her teacup, the old man's words were an order for her to go back.

  Manman could only guess: her own performance the day after tomorrow would be the key for Old Master Lu to decide how to deal with her in the end.

  In any case, the Lu family has acknowledged this granddaughter as a legitimate heir; everything else is just about where Mr. Lu wants to place her in the order of succession.

  But in her mind, whether the Lu family spoiled her or not, she didn't care. She had never been favored in the Wen family either, and yet she was still living just fine.

  She just wants to make a show in the future, but it's just to argue for a mouthful.

  As she told the old man, doing well for oneself is the most important thing, everything else is just an ephemeral fantasy.

  Let the orderly send Manman away. Mr. Lu sat in a chair, his fingers resting on the tea table, and moved slightly.

  Jiang Yue walked up from the stairs and said: "It's still early, I just saw Xiao Chen leave, I'm afraid he didn't clean up properly, so I came up to take a look."

  There were many people who showed their devotion to him, and Jiang Yue was just one of them. Lu Lao had grown accustomed to it.

  Besides, this young female journalist, because of her straightforwardness, somewhat matched his personality, so he didn't dislike her, that's why he kept her around.

  "Chiang journalist, what do you think of my granddaughter?"

  Although Manman strongly refuted it, the tiny spark between the two women still couldn't escape his sharp old eyes.

  "My sister is fine." Jiang Yue kept a beautiful and charming smile when talking to the old man, with two dimples at the corners of her mouth that were pleasing to the eye. "If Old Man Lu wants to ask if my sister looks like you, then it's not easy to answer."

  "Speak up." Old Master Lu liked this reporter Jiang's straightforward personality, whatever his goal was, he didn't seem to be hiding anything like a ninja. The people of the Lu family should indeed be in a position of power.

  "Sister's literary talent is beyond others, with the style of Lu Lao. However, in terms of words and deeds, perhaps due to her young age, she doesn't quite match up to Lu Lao."

  An old man with a thick eyebrow flashed a thought: I suppose there are people who have this idea, not just him, not just Jiang Yue, far from it.

  It can be said that Manman's cleverness and talent are one of the important reasons why the Lu family is moved.

  At this point, Jiang Yue could guess seven or eight points from the hesitation on Old Man Lu's face.

  Is it really so?

  The old eyes behind the old flower glasses that slipped quietly down the bridge of his nose, scanned through Jiang Yue's gloomy eyes like a needle.

  How many people know that Lao Lu actually doesn't wear reading glasses?

  ……

  Jiang Yan said goodbye to his wife in the evening and walked to another household in the village, where the Lu family had arranged for the Jiang family to stay temporarily, to visit his elderly father and second sister's family.

  Jiang's father had made some progress after taking medicine in the hospital and resting at home, but his heart was troubled again by the changes brought about by his second son-in-law's return.

  "Dad, I'll go find brother-in-law later and have a talk with him." This time Jiang Yan came, the most important thing was to probe into Cheng Si Quan's thoughts.

  "Alright, Aunt Mei has gone to find a place for Xiao Dongzi to take a bath. Si Quan is in his room, you go ask him what's going on." Father Jiang instructed his younger son.

  Jiang Yan walked down to the house below and saw Cheng Si standing alone on the balcony, just in time to sneak past.

  "Ah Yan, you're here." Turning around to see him, Cheng Si Quan's expression seemed to be relieved of a heavy burden, letting out a sigh, the cigarette in his fingers tapped against the railing, "I remember you don't smoke, do you?"

  "It's not smoking, smoking is bad for the body." Walking over, shoulder to shoulder with Cheng Si Quan, leaning on the railing, you can see the village in the mountains, the twinkling lights, comparable to the stars at night.

  "A Yan's determination is good, and the mental pressure isn't that great."

  "What's wrong? Brother Si Quan has a lot of worries?" Turning his head, he looked at Cheng Si Quan with narrowed eyes.

  Cheng Si Quan didn't dodge him, lowering his head to focus on knocking off the ash: "Yes. Ah Yan, you're different, you have people backing you up in the army, I don't."

  "Isn't your brother-in-law proud of having climbed up by himself all along?"

  "I still take pride in this point and have not changed."

  "What's wrong?"

  "Ah Yan." At this point, Cheng Si Quan seemed to look at him with a puzzled expression, turned around and looked at him, "Today I saw your wife's family in such a big formation, I thought you should be someone who sympathizes with me, don't you feel the pressure from it?"

  "Are you saying my dad is giving you pressure?"

  Chiang's father did not provide much help to Cheng Si Quan in his career, nor did he make any demands on him. A father-in-law like Chiang who has no other expectations is indeed hard to find in this world.

  Jiang Yan completely didn't understand where Cheng Si Quan's pressure was coming from.

  "When I married your sister, she brought a lot of dowry. My mother was a hardworking person in the village, and our family couldn't afford to give as much money. In all aspects, we were inferior to your family. You also know that later on, my mother and your sister always had conflicts. To be fair, my mother didn't do anything wrong to your sister, she did her best, right?"

  What Cheng Si Quan said is indeed hard for Jiang Yan to refute.

  Perhaps Jiang Mei couldn't stand her mother-in-law, Cheng Mu. However, before and after Xiaodong's birth, Cheng Mu left behind another daughter-in-law who had just given birth in the countryside and traveled thousands of miles to take care of Jiang Mei and her child in the big city, fulfilling her duties as a mother-in-law. She was busy from dawn till dusk, not complaining at all. But Jiang Mei, being an urbanite and an intellectual, looked down on some rural habits she considered unscientific and found fault everywhere. Without Cheng Mu uttering a single complaint, she was still sent back to her hometown by Jiang Mei with various excuses after Xiaodong learned to walk.

  Jiang Mei thought that this rural mother-in-law wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to stay in her home and not leave, because the city was better than the countryside.

  However, Cheng Mu was not, Cheng Mu was just fond of her grandson.

  "Brother Si Quan, it's all just misunderstandings." Jiang Yan rubbed his nose, thinking of how to speak up for his sister, and listened to Cheng Si Quan's tone which didn't sound quite right.

  "I've always been tolerant of your sister because of what my mom said. My mom said that this daughter-in-law has a high cultural level, does things well, and gave birth to a son for me. But every time I mention my mom's issues to your sister, she just makes excuses about being busy with work."

  "That's my sister's temperament—"

  "Your sister's temperament is like this, I do what I want. Once she has made up her mind that something is convenient and beneficial to herself, she won't listen to others' opinions, always thinking that others owe her."

  No matter how knowledgeable and capable Jiang Mei is, her family environment has always been good since she was a child, and with the education of her mother who spoiled her from a young age, this deeply ingrained temperament of a pampered missus cannot be changed. However, Jiang Mei's temper as a pampered missus only appears in front of her own family members at home, carefree and without worries, because she regards them as family and thinks they won't mind. But now that she is married, every time she throws a tantrum, it is in front of her husband Cheng Si Quan. Cheng Si Quan is in the army and is often away from Jiang Mei. Every time they reunite, she has many complaints and throws a tantrum, but Cheng Si Quan, who only wants to go home and enjoy family life, is slowly getting tired of it.

  "Si Quan Ge, I'll discuss this with my dad and try to persuade my sister." Jiang Yan was a reasonable person. Since his own sister had a bit of a temper, even if it was just for the sake of her little nephew, he would speak up about his sister.

  "Your father-in-law has advised you and your sister more than once or twice. You said that your sister can't cook, I've heard it all before. Does she ever listen? It's often said, 'Love me, love my cooking.' To her, I'm just a stranger who loves to eat but doesn't know how to cook.

  Cheng Si Quan's face was filled with bitterness and frustration, unable to bear the situation any longer. "The fact is, our marriage is a mistake. I'm not suitable for her, she's not suitable for me."

  Not suitable?

  Does it not mean——

  "Brother-in-law, when you first came to my home to ask for my sister's hand in marriage from my dad, didn't you say that no matter where my sister was good or bad, she was the one you liked?"

  Cheng Si Quan coldly smiled: "Your sister is very good at hiding in front of others, back then the two of us didn't have our own little life together, how could I see that she's a tyrant at home? Which man wants to marry a tyrant? Ah Yan, speaking fairly, your wife isn't this kind of person, right?"

  Man Man is certainly not. His little wife Man Man is a reasonable and understanding person who knows how to obey her old husband.

  So, it's very important to look at the other person's character and moral integrity when choosing a partner. He had hidden his identity to investigate his daughter-in-law in the first place, of course, he was very clear about what kind of person she was before making up his mind to marry her into the family.

  But it can't be said that Jiang Mei deceived Cheng Si Quan in this way.

  "After getting married, it's two people living together, not one person like before. In all aspects of personality, we need to compromise and get along. My wife and I are the same, sometimes we have different opinions, we argue a few words, but more importantly, we need to open our hearts and communicate more with each other. I think you and my sister don't communicate enough."

  "I'm not communicating less with your sister, I just can't communicate. Someone who gets refuted as soon as they open their mouth, how can they communicate with her?"

  "I can act as a mediator between you two and my dad in the middle, you both calm down and sit down to talk it through, and clarify all these issues."

  "It doesn't matter."

  Two words, extremely loud, made Jiang Mei, who was standing at the door, clench her fists, but she didn't stretch out her hand to push open the door. The sound insulation of the village's self-built house can be imagined, and even a slight sound can be clearly transmitted outside the door. Fortunately, her son Xiao Dongzi was not by her side. Otherwise, she simply did not know how to face her son and answer his question: Does Dad no longer want her and their son now?

  "Sister-in-law, how can we solve this problem?" Jiang Yan was extremely patient in dealing with Cheng Si Quan.

  "I'm prepared to divorce your sister. The divorce papers will be filed soon. This time when I came back, Dongzi's eyes are better, so I don't have to worry anymore."

  Divorce?

  Jiang Mei's eyes went dark and she almost fell over before managing to steady herself.

  "Brother-in-law, after so many years of marriage with my sister, how can you say divorce just like that?" Jiang Yan was angry from a family member's perspective, because Cheng Si Quan's tone was too overbearing, completely voluntary and without considering his sister Jiang Mei at all. "Don't forget that when you were in the army, it was my sister who supported this family behind your back."

  "The affection between husband and wife had long since disappeared, in less than a year after marriage. If your sister wasn't supporting this family from behind, I would think it's meaningless. Because the feelings are gone, this family has dispersed early on. All these years, the reason I've been holding onto this marriage, tolerating her, is only for the sake of my son's eyes."

  "So you're saying it's inevitable?"

  "Yes, now I see her face, it's as if she had swallowed a fly, desperately enduring without saying this sentence out loud."

  Jiang Yanhe grabbed his collar and narrowed his eyes dangerously: "You say my sister is like a fly? She gave birth to your son, managed this household for you all these years, and yet you call her a fly?"

  "You can hit me if you want, but I've made up my mind to divorce." Cheng Si Quan's tone was firm and unwavering.

  Jiang Mei turned around and walked out like a headless fly, she didn't know where to go, her home was gone tonight.

  Jiang Yan didn't dare to really fight anymore, worried that his sister would come back and suspect something. However, he didn't forget to throw out a warning: "You can report this divorce to the troops, but I'm telling you, I can also truthfully reflect this situation to the higher-ups. Whether or not this marriage is dissolved isn't up to you to decide. My sister married you, it's not like she's at your beck and call, to be wanted or unwanted as you please!"

  ……

  Manman returned to her own room and just took out a piece of paper, wanting to think of some alternative gift ideas.

  There were two loud knocks at the door.

  "Who?" It's definitely not her husband; her husband wouldn't knock on the door when he comes home.

  "Is me, can I come in?"

  Future Sister-in-law Bailu?

  Manman hurried over to open the door and looked at Bai Lu standing in the doorway with great surprise: "I heard them say that you, Sister Bai Lu, would only arrive tomorrow with your family."

  "My brother is busy with work and can't take time off, he might only be able to leave the day after tomorrow. I'll come first," said Bailu, winking at her, "Can we go inside and sit down?"

  Ji's wife hastily made way, saying "Look at me forgetting". She poured water for Bai Lu and asked: "Sister Bai Lu, when did you arrive? Have you met my brother and mother?"

  "I just arrived, I wanted to greet the old master first. After all, he is the highest elder in the Lu family. As I walked to the old master's floor, I suddenly heard you talking to him, so I didn't go up to disturb you." White Dew took over the water cup she brought, and a faint smile hung on her lips.

  A beauty is a beauty, especially when she smiles, it's simply breathtaking.

  Everyone was stunned and said: This future sister-in-law is so beautiful that it makes people think of the golden house.

  Bai Lu didn't find it as easy as she thought and said, "My relationship with your brother isn't very good."

  Future sister-in-law suddenly came and talked with her about her feelings with her brother? What's going on?

  Manman's first reaction was to hurry and cover up the door.

  This marriage between the Bai and Lu families is no trivial matter.

  She turned back, wanting to hear Bailu's detailed account, but Bailu already had a very relaxed expression, her apricot eyes calm and her willow eyebrows gentle: "Thank you, Manman, your words made me suddenly understand everything."

  "What did I say?" Manman only remembered that since her future sister-in-law stepped into her room, she seemed to have not said anything to Bailu.

  Sweating profusely.

  What if she inadvertently said something wrong and disturbed your good deeds?

  Bai Lu mysteriously winked at her: "Being yourself is the most important thing."

  It was what she and the old man had said when they were competing with each other.

  The back of her hand was touched by Bai Lu's creamy white hand, and she felt a numbness all over her body, looking at Bai Lu with a bit of fear.

  "Actually, being married or not is the same if you can't be good to yourself and just follow others. Eventually, you'll lose yourself and be abandoned without knowing what to do." Bai Lu's eyes sparkled as she asked, "You said, did I misunderstand your words?"

  Manman nodded slowly: "Yes."

  No matter what relationship Jiang Yue and her husband have, if she is suspicious and focuses on these suspicions, it's a mistake. Her mindset should be positive, and she should be prepared to face challenges. She is like Sun Wukong, not afraid of Jiang Yue, the 72 transformations white bone demon.

  Looking at her white face, he suddenly reached out and pinched her cheek, laughing uncontrollably: "Do you know? I really like your clever look. No wonder, your brother likes you so much, even saying that he can't surpass you."

  That brother who always picks on her, would he like her?

  Joke

  Pouting and sulking.

  Hmph.

  The door suddenly opened and it was her husband who had returned suddenly from outside like a whirlwind.

  When she saw Jiang Dashao, he seemed to have been bullied outside and was not in a good mood when he returned. Bai Lu excused herself first and before leaving, she didn't forget to hold Manman's hand and said: "I regard you as my sister, don't despise me this older sister."

  Beautiful sister, why would she be disliked?

  Manman sent the white dew to the door, closed the door and turned around, came back to comfort her husband who was panting: "What's wrong? Didn't you go to your dad's place?"

  Jiang Yan was choked with anger by the words said by Cheng Si Quan, his heart felt stuffy and he became irritable. He poured himself a glass of water to calm down, but accidentally almost dropped the cup, luckily his wife caught it. His hand stretched out and grasped his wife's slender wrist: "I'm going to have a showdown with my second brother-in-law tonight."

  "What did your sister's husband say?" Manny lowered her head and saw that her husband's hand, which was holding hers, had bulging veins on the back of his hand, showing how angry he was.

  "I can hardly believe this scoundrel, he's my brother-in-law whom I've called for many years. Afraid that his anger might inadvertently affect his pregnant wife, Jiang Yan raised his fist and slammed it onto the pillow on the bed, 'Do you know what he called my sister?'"

  "What is it?"

  "He said seeing my sister's face was like eating flies." Jiang Yan now regrets it, if only he had known better than to mind the seven or twenty-one, and hit him first before speaking.

  After a while, her anger dissipated, and she saw her daughter-in-law silently surprised: "Mang Mang, what do you think?"

  "Is he having an affair with another woman outside?"

  Man Man's words are not unfounded, according to her good friend Chuxia who received teachings from Tan Mu and passed on many topics of marital education to her, one of which is how to detect if a husband has a mistress.

  If a man comes back to his wife and suddenly says he has no feeling for her face, or even feels disgusted, don't think it's just a matter of emotional numbness between husband and wife. Because men are animals, impulsive, generally, they are very likely to fall in love with another woman, and only after comparison will they come back and say this to their wife.

  Jiang Yan, however, had never thought of this. Because Cheng Si Quan has never been involved in any scandals with women. Moreover, Cheng Si Quan has always been in the army, it's hard to have a mistress.

  "It's unlikely. The troops are disciplined and he himself rarely leaves the troops."

  "It's hard to say." Manman reserved her opinion.

  Although this idea is a bit unreliable, it's not impossible to investigate. Jiang Yan immediately contacted all the friends related to Cheng Si's team and inquired about Cheng Si's situation in the army, especially regarding women-related issues.

  Meng Meng is worried about Xiao Dongzi. Parents are divorced and emotions are broken, the ones who suffer the most are not the parents, but the children.

  "If we really get divorced, the child, Xiao Dongzi, will definitely follow my second sister." Jiang Yan comforted his wife, knowing that she was very fond of the child.

  With both hands, I wrapped them around my husband's waist and leaned my head against his broad and sturdy back. Suddenly, a hint of weakness crept into my heart, because human nature is so fragile, unable to withstand the test of time. Marriage is just a piece of paper, vows are just words spoken by people that can become empty talk at any moment.

  If nothing can guarantee a marriage, what does the substance of marriage become?

  Two small notebooks, actually pale and powerless, want to leave, just leave.

  ……

  It turns out that Wen Huan followed Yang Xiu and entered Lujia Village two days earlier than the Lu family.

  The defensive work of the Lu family cannot involve other villagers and can only be limited to their own small courtyard. Yang Xiu is very free in this regard. His purpose is not necessarily to climb over the wall into the Lu family's courtyard to investigate the situation of the Lu family. What he wants to find is a chess piece, a chess piece that can replace him to climb over the wall.

  But by tonight, after his observation for many days, he finally found the chess piece. Tonight's unexpected development suddenly broadened his horizons and made him admire himself.

  Look at that female reporter Jiang Yue, who has been working beside Old Master Lu for several days and has even gained his favor. As the time approaches when the lights are about to go out, she leaves the Lu family's large courtyard and walks back to her rented house in the village.

  The security of the Lu family is strict. Even if she was a reporter for this troop, and not a member of the Lu family, no one could stay overnight in the Lu residence.

  The rented house is a short distance from Lu's family, but still in the village. On windy and dark nights, everyone in the village knows she is a military personnel, so no one dares to do anything to her.

  Jiang Yue was familiar with this road and knew it was very safe.

  Yang Xiu watched her walk halfway, tonight was unusual, she had turned a corner and walked to an ancient locust tree near the village temple. Obviously, she had made an appointment with someone here.

  A tall and sturdy man in military uniform walked out from behind the pagoda tree.

  A man and a woman had exchanged blows, then kept a distance from each other, one in front of the other. Taking advantage of the darkness to evade everyone in the village, they walked out of the village and found a secluded spot where no one would notice them talking.

  Looking around and seeing no one else, Jiang Yue turned back to the man and said: "If you have something to say, say it quickly. You're a married man, it's not good if someone finds out."

  "I've already spoken with my wife's brother, and we're going to get a divorce." This voice belonged to Cheng Si Quan, who had just confronted the Jiang family tonight.

  "Divorce?" Jiang Yue was taken aback.

  Cheng Si took a step forward: "The troops will definitely understand our situation, you and I are both married to each other without emotional ties, we can definitely get divorced."

  It's clear that Jiang Yue is a woman who regretted getting married. She doesn't like her current husband at all, and she chose to get married just to spite Jiang Dashao, thinking that maybe he would regret it after seeing her get married and come back to pursue her. But in the end, nothing happened.

  She called for many years and chased for many years, but Ye Gege lost the opportunity that she should have had.

  Her elder brother not only congratulated her on her marriage but also married a sister-in-law soon after.

  This sister-in-law, originally said to be the unremarkable daughter of a grocery store owner, can wait for Brother Yan to regret it. This general's daughter will not compare to a grocery store owner's daughter? However, in reality, her Brother Yan did not marry a grocery store owner's daughter, and Manman's true identity is that of the eldest young lady of the Lu family.

  A series of blows left her on the verge of a mental breakdown.

  Cheng Si Quan was on leave and didn't go home, instead he went out with a group of friends to relax. He coincidentally met Jiang Yue. The two drank all night, as they were both unhappy about their own marriages, they had a great conversation. Later, after getting drunk, they had sex and messed up the bed sheets for the whole night.

  Thus, the evil fate was sealed.

  Cheng Si Quan thinks that Jiang Yue is the woman who can understand his pain and bring him happiness again, so he decides to divorce his current wife.

  Because they were all extramarital affairs, Cheng Si Quan got together with Jiang Yue, unexpectedly feeling very at peace and content.

  But Jiang Yue didn't think so, her heart had always been tied to her older brother. Now that she had the chance to reunite with her first love, when she saw Jiang Yan carrying Manman upstairs, her eyes turned red.

  "I'll get a divorce, but I won't be with you. You and your wife should have a good talk instead. You're different from me, we've been married for many years." Facing Cheng Si Quan's one-sided enthusiasm, Jiang Yue appeared very indifferent.

  Cheng Si Quan was taken aback, staring at her in a daze.

  "Nothing's going on, I'll leave first." Jiang Yue turned around and remembered to say, "You and me, it's best if we don't meet again. There are many eyes here, and being misunderstood wouldn't be good."

  She then walked quickly back to her small cottage, and busied herself with a mouthful of water to calm down. On the table was a strange piece of paper that she only discovered after finishing drinking the water.

  It only says on the note: Do not let others know unless you have to.

  Who?

  Who wrote it?

  Her face was slapped with a loud smack.

  Wen Huan, who was flipping through a book in the house, saw Yang Xiu return and her eyes swept over this refined-looking man with a hint of joy on his knife-like eyebrows.

  Of course, Yang Xiu wouldn't tell her everything he did, and said: "All your sisters have arrived, aren't you going to meet them?"

  "It's unnecessary. You know, I won't be attending any banquets." Lowered his head.

  "You asked me to bring you here no matter what, but don't want to attend the banquet?"

  "I don't want to trouble you, but it's not good for me to lose face in front of those people at home."

  The Wen family is not only common, but also stupid. They are so stupid that they have to plan carefully when doing things. For example, if he wants to secretly fund the restaurant opened by Wen Feng's sister, he has to think of ways to avoid revealing his identity, lest this group of foolish Wen family members accidentally ruin everything.

  The only one who is not stupid in the Wen family is this Wen Huan in front of me.

  "You don't look like a Wen family member, and you're even less so." Yang Xiu said.

  It sounded like praise for her, Wen Huan flipped a page: "But I am indeed the daughter of the grocery store owner."

  Yang Xiu took off his jacket and watch, preparing to go find a place to take a cool shower.

  The suit jacket casually thrown over the chair, Wen Huan could see some grass clippings stuck to the cuffs, and when he came in, his shoes had some mud from the village's road construction and house building.

  All these gave her a clue to think of ways to figure out who he was following to the village last night.