Under the surprised gaze of Aunt Feng, Lu Jiang wiped the match and pointed to the corner of the Mandarin Duck Book, Feng Qingxue continued to recite silently in her heart: "Feng Qingxue, it is your birthday eight characters, not mine, so today I have to come and burn it at the suggestion of the master, from now on, no one will use your birthday eight characters again, and you have nothing to do with my husband." ”

Suddenly, the Mandarin Duck Book turned to ashes and scattered with the wind.

Aunt Feng's eyes widened suddenly, because she saw that the fire had just burned to the corner of the Mandarin Duck Book, and it had not yet burned completely, even if the fire burned, it would not be possible to burn the Mandarin Duck Book in a moment, and there could not be no ashes at all!

Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue both saw this scene, and the latter said in his heart: "Feng Qingxue, is it you?" Is that you? ”

There was no sound around, only a breeze blowing through the trees.

Lu Jiang quickly said to Aunt Feng: "The weather is hot, and it's a big red paper, so it burns quickly." ”

"What are you burning?" Aunt Feng asked, she didn't see the handwriting on the red paper, and she didn't know that it was a mandarin duck book.

Feng Qingxue got up and pulled up Lu Jiang and explained: "It's just a big red paper, because I haven't come to visit my parents since I got married, and the current world doesn't allow tomb sweeping, so we can't buy yellow paper, so we specially found a big red paper instead." ”

When Aunt Feng heard this, she didn't doubt it.

"If your father and mother see that you are now having a good life with both children and daughters, you will definitely feel gratified."

Feng Qingxue said: "Not necessarily! ”

In terms of the patriarchal character of the father and mother, it is more likely to exploit and oppress her, the daughter who marries out, in their opinion, the daughter who marries out is the water that is spilled, and has nothing to do with the mother's family, but they also confidently demand that the water spilled out must always think about the mother's brother, otherwise it is unfilial.

Second Aunt Feng didn't understand her thoughts, and was about to ask, when she heard Feng Qingxue say: "Second aunt, don't mention them, let's go to the second uncle's house, the second uncle still lives in the original place, right?" ”

"Yes, he still lives in his own house, but the furniture and objects in the house have been smashed to the point that there is nothing left."

It's just nothing!

As soon as I entered the wind-tethered house, I found that there was nothing in the house, the house was empty, there were no beds, no chairs, no tables, and no dishes, chopsticks, cups and plates.

When she first arrived, she often went out, and occasionally left her sister in the wind-tethered house, knowing what his house was like before.

Seeing the light wind and snow, Feng Lian and his wife, who were sitting on the ground in the house, were surprised and happy, and then changed their faces, quickly turned over, and pushed them out, "Hurry up, hurry up, don't come to our house, don't make trouble for you!" ”

"Second uncle, second aunt!" Feng Qingxue grabbed the second lady's skinny hand, felt her weak pulse, her nose was sore, and tears almost fell, "Ah Jiang and I came to see you, what does it look like to keep us out?" Ah Jiang, quick, bring the basket, I'll find something to eat for the uncle and aunt, you haven't eaten for a long time, right? ”

Lu Jiang immediately handed over the basket, Feng Qingxue reached under the coarse cloth, first took out two white-flour steamed buns from the space and handed them to Feng to tie the old couple, "Second aunt, you go home and pour some hot water, don't choke on the uncle and aunt." ”

Second Aunt Feng didn't say a word, and agreed, "I'll go now, and you will accompany your uncle and aunt." ”