There is an ancient custom in the Dayuan Dynasty. When a woman marries into her husband's family, she and her children will respect her mother-in-law as "grandma" to show respect. This is also a reflection of the woman's low status. The moment she marries a man, the woman will be in her husband's family.

He was a generation shorter than before.

Wen opened her mouth to say more.

"Auntie, it's my own choice. Besides, these are trivial matters and don't bother me," Yun Jiao raised her head and smiled obediently at Mrs. Wen.

She didn't want the two aunts to have a dispute here. With her grandmother's current situation, she probably wanted to be as quiet as possible, and her eldest aunt had always treated her well. She didn't want her eldest aunt to be bullied and humiliated by her second aunt because of her.

Women in the Dayuan Dynasty who lost their husbands could remarry.

If the husband cannot afford to support his wife and children, the wife can also report to the official and ask for a divorce.

If the husband goes out for three years and does not return, the wife also has the right to remarry.

After Yunjiao's eldest aunt passed away, she recruited two widowers one after another, which could be considered as bride-in-laws.

After all, both of her daughters were married. Although the adopted son was not far away, he treated her as if he were a close neighbor. She was alone and helpless, so it would be good for her to have someone to talk to.

Unfortunately, both men died within a few years of marrying her.

Thinking about the many things she had experienced in the past, she looked away from them, and she has been living as a widow ever since.

There were rumors outside that my aunt Kefu was talking about the trouble of having three husbands, and all kinds of comments, but there was nothing good to say.

As a member of the family, the second aunt was supposed to treat the eldest aunt and stop outsiders from talking nonsense, but she got involved and talked more energetically than the others.

Fortunately, my eldest aunt knew what she was like and never took her words to heart. If she was a hot-tempered person, she might be tempted to hang herself.

If the two of them quarreled over her, the second aunt would inevitably use those things to ridicule her eldest aunt again. Yunjiao couldn't bear to see her eldest aunt feel sad, so she should avoid this unnecessary quarrel if possible.

Mrs. Wen knew that she was sensible, so she patted her shoulder and said nothing more. She walked slowly to the bedside to see Mrs. Qian.

"Grandma, how are you today?" She looked down at the old man on the bed.

Mrs. Qian didn't seem to be looking at her. She said nothing and stared at the top of the bed with her cloudy eyes.

Mrs. Wen sat down by the bed, took her skinny hand and sighed: "How can you say that you are doing this well? I was such a capable person at that time, how can I say that I am confused?"

As he was talking, there was some noise outside.

"Sir, my lord..." Outside, the maids were saluting.

Ding stood up.

Mrs. Wen also stood up and said, "Shihai is here."

Yunjiao also stood up and saw the door curtain being opened, and her second uncle Qian Shihai stepped in.

He is similar in stature to his grandfather, not too tall, and very thin. He wears a stone gray Sichuan brocade straight train, with two jade pendants hung on his waist. He looks like a wealthy businessman, with a smile on his face.

Yun Jiao's heart was moved. She had been here for a few days, but her second uncle refused to have time to see her. In addition, his second uncle didn't like to smile much, so this smile was obviously not for her.

Sure enough, I saw someone walking in the door following Qian Shihai.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Qin Nanfeng's uncle, Zhongwu Commander Zhao Zhongyong.

Yun Jiao understood clearly in her heart, no wonder her second uncle smiled like that, that was why.

Although the Dayuan Dynasty valued civil service over military affairs, if the civil servants and military officers were of the same rank, the military officer would be one step lower as a rule.

But Commander Zhongwu was, after all, a full-ranking official. Besides, Zhao Zhongyong came from a military family. In time, he would definitely be promoted as he achieved great military exploits. Qian Shihai, a merchant, naturally respected him very much.

Yun Jiao was a little confused. She was also the daughter of a third-grade civil servant, so why didn't her second uncle please her?

After thinking for a moment, she realized that, yes, her second uncle and her father had been very unhappy about the dowry. Her father was not yet in high school and was a poor scholar. She heard that her second uncle had humiliated him many times.

But now she is just a concubine, and her biological mother has changed from a mistress to an aunt, so it is natural for her second uncle to look down on her.

Besides, looking at the second aunt's unyielding attitude, it's strange that the second uncle dares to get close to her.

Zhao Zhongyong was born tall and tall. He wore a short, narrow-sleeved shirt made of animal skin, which looked warm and light. He wore combat boots and looked majestic and not angry.

Yun Jiao couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat when she looked at him. She was afraid that only those who had actually fought and killed the enemy could have such a majestic aura.

"Second uncle." Yunjiao saluted Qian Shihai.

"Yun Jiao," Qian Shihai took two steps forward with a complicated look on his face, but when he saw Ding's face next to him, he immediately said as if nothing had happened: "Hurry up and say hello to Mr. Zhao."

"Well, Master Zhao." Yun Jiao bowed obediently.

Over there, Mrs. Wen and Mrs. Ding both bowed, and then a young man strode in from outside, followed closely by a boy.

Yun Jiao wanted to laugh when she saw that figure.

It seems that Qin Nanfeng wanted to see Mrs. Qian, so he asked his uncle to listen.

Zhao Zhongyong is a kind and righteous man, and Mrs. Qian is Qian Xiangshan's direct grandmother. Since he knows this, he naturally wants to visit.

Over there, Qian Shihai and Zhao Zhongyong were already standing beside Mrs. Qian's bedside, and Qian Shihai was whispering about the old lady's condition.

"Master Qin," Mrs. Ding hurriedly greeted Qin Nanfeng, smiling kindly, completely disappearing from the sharp look she had shown Yun Jiao just now.

Qin Nanfeng nodded lightly but looked at Yun Jiao.

"Xiaojiu, why do you wash your clothes by yourself?" He walked to the wooden basin and stopped, frowning in confusion: "And why do you wash your clothes in the room?"

Although he had never washed clothes, he had never eaten pork and had seen pigs running away. Wasn't he washing clothes by a well or by a river?

Yun Jiao didn't know how to explain it for a while, so she could only say perfunctorily: "It's nothing."

"I know you don't have enough people under your command," Qin Nanfeng smiled proudly, turned back to the boy and said, "Wannianqing, go and call the people in."

The boy was fair and fair, with delicate features and he looked very smart. However, after listening to his words, he still looked at him stupidly.

"Look at what I'm doing!" Qin Nanfeng slapped him on the head unceremoniously: "Hurry up!"

The boy woke up from a dream, covering his head and feeling aggrieved: "Master, isn't the younger one called 'Chihu'? Why is it called 'Wan... Dieffenbachia' again?"

Yun Jiao chuckled. Although Qin Nanfeng claims not to like reading, he must read a lot of books on weekdays. "Chihu" is a symbol of bravery and strength, and it can represent "invincible" on the battlefield.

As far as the name of this young man is concerned, although he did not study hard, he did not disgrace the scholarly family.

"I can change whatever I want, there's so much nonsense," Qin Nanfeng raised his foot to kick.
Chapter completed!