There are so many strange things happening in the family recently. All the dead animals have appeared in the Chen family for no reason. The old housekeeper has been tortured to the point of going crazy.

Aunt Cai entrusted the matchmaker in the town to tell her eldest son that the betrothal gift would naturally not be short, but the result was not satisfactory. The Chen family was so angry that she jumped straight away. How could the Chen family, who had a big family and a big business, find a daughter-in-law so difficult? It wasn't that she wouldn't give a betrothal gift.

The atmosphere in the entire Chen family compound has not been very good recently. Either you lose your clothes or feel that you are peeping while bathing. It is common for some domestic animals to die occasionally. The Chen family compound naturally has no shortage of gossip in the house. Literary friend Liu doesn’t have time to pay attention to these gossips with strange powers and magical gossips. It’s really a headache for his own cheap crazy son to find a wife.

The housekeeper brought the account book and gold and silver to Wenyou Liu, and respectfully reported the situation of collecting rent. Almost all the merchants who owed money paid the rent and even interest. Li Cutezi was the only person who did not pay the rent. Wenyou Liu lost his voice after hearing it halfway and asked coldly: "What's wrong?"

"Madam, you see, I have been a housekeeper in the Chen family for so many years. Can I let my son come and study?"

"Your son?" Wen You Liu was a little disappointed because if he was a daughter, he could be his own cheap daughter-in-law.

"Yes, my son is already 18 this year and has been studying in a private school for several years. So, can you see if you can…"

"Okay, I've worked in our Chen family for so many years, and I have no credit and hard work, so I'll get it."

In this way, Wanshou's son Wanfu came to the Chen family to help his father. Wanfu was quick-witted and attentive to work, and could almost stand alone in one month for big and small things in the Chen family. When Wenyou Liu saw Wanfu at the accountant, he was very satisfied. Some uncertain things made Wenyou Liu's heart fluctuate one after another.

The marriage of Chen Mingming, the young master of the Chen family, has been delayed again and again. The reason is self-evident. Who would marry his daughter to a fool? Literary friend Liu is not a good-looking lamp, and he is not short of money, so how can he be willing to let his children enter the den of a tiger?

Wenyou Liu was upset, and the maid Ling'er was holding a bird's nest. Wenyou Liu looked up and turned his eyes and asked, "Ling'er, how old are you?"

"Mrs. Ling'er is 14 this year," Ling'er answered noon.

"Who else has any relatives in your family?"

"When I say to my wife, I am the only daughter in the family. My parents passed away early, and there are no other relatives except some distant relatives. I also made a reservation for me when my parents were there..."

"Since you don't have relatives, please marry into the Chen family. I'll ask Wanfu to give you some betrothal gifts to your relatives, and the day will be set on your birthday."

"But my wife, when my parents were alive, I for me..."

"Okay, okay, our Chen family can't treat you badly. He has food and clothing, and is a young grandmother. He doesn't have to serve others. Don't talk so much nonsense. Letting you marry into the Chen family is already a compliment."

At this time, the old butler Wanshou said hesitantly: "Madam, this is not good. Ling'er is a maid after all, and she is probably not worthy of our young master."

How could Wenyou Liu not know that this stupid son is almost anxious to find a wife? What is there to be worthy of it: "It's decided, hurry up and get this done with your son."

Wanshou is not arguing. Anyway, it was the wife who decided on this matter. She just took the time to do things. As soon as she walked out of the hall, her right foot almost didn't lift up and fell to the ground. She hit her nose. Bright red blood flowed out from under her nose. Literary friend Liu felt disgusted and disgusted. Ling'er went up to support the old housekeeper, who smiled meaningfully and left.

The day of marriage has finally arrived

The yard was full of guests and friends, the kitchen was busy, and the food was cooked and the wine was drunk.

Wenyou Liu was a little drunk. In a trance, she saw someone at the door, who should be a woman braided with neat braids all the way to her waist, a blue-soled double-breasted top, wide black cotton and linen pants, and blue-black cloth shoes. Wenyou Liu's wine suddenly woke up most of her wine, looking at the door with nothing.

In the bright red bridal chamber, a group of people were busy with the wedding ceremony of the young master and Ling'er. Chen Mingming kept smiling with his mouth wide open, and tears and resentment were everywhere in Ling'er's eyes.

Wanfu once again poured wine for Wen You Liu's wine cup. Wen You Liu was very happy today, but in the end he fell drunk on the dining table.

It was already noon when I woke up again, and Wenyou Liu had a split headache. No matter how strong the women at that time, they would marry chickens, dogs, and dogs, or they were really accessories to men or men's family. Wenyou Liu struggled to start from the bed, and the maid was no longer Ling'er. She was a child under 10 years old. Wenyou Liu vaguely remembered that the child seemed to be named Qingshui. Because her mother passed away, her father was still a cripple and could not raise him at all, so she could only be sold to the Chen family as a maid.

Wenyou Liu was stunned and brought the hot water to Wenyou Liu's window. Seeing that the child was sensible, he looked at him twice. His big watery eyes were indeed like clear lake water. It was also called Qingshui.

After washing up, Wanfu appeared before Wenyou Liu's dressing table with a bowl of fish soup. He drank the warm fish soup in one sip, and his stomach was warm: "Is the chef who made the fish soup new?"

"When you say that, the fish soup was made by Wanfu, the son of the old housekeeper Wan."

"Oh?" Wenyou Liu stopped the movement in his hand, and a figure of Wanfu appeared in his mind. He blushed inexplicably and looked at the maid quietly. Fortunately, the maid kept lowering her head and did not notice any strangeness on her face.

Wanshou said goodbye to Wenfu today. His son Wanfu will naturally take over everything the old housekeeper has. Wenfu Liu's face was a little childish when he saw Wanfu, and his clothes were already worn out, so he called Aunt Cai: "Hurry and make a new set of clothes for Wanfu. Our housekeeper can't wear it so poor, do you know?"

"It's a wife."

"Thank you, ma'am."

"Yeah, why are you polite? How old is Wanfu this year?"

"It will be 19 in another month."

"Well blessed, what do you want for your birthday?"

"Madam, I don't want anything."

"Have you ever been engaged to you at home?"

"I've been engaged to my wife and I'm going to give the betrothal gift to the woman's house when I'm on my birthday, but..."

"What's the hurry to get engaged? I'll find you a good family when I look back?" Wenyou Liu's voice suddenly became very sweet and greasy.

"This..." Wanfu blushed.

"Yeah, I blushed, how nice it is to call me sister from now on. Fu'er?"

"Okay." Wanfu's face was like a burning fire, making literary friend Liu laugh.

Aunt Cai had already left quietly. There will be right and wrong in places where there are people. If there is right and wrong, there will be a source. This source is naturally the young Wanfu and the 36-year-old Wenyou Liu. Their mother-son love is no longer obscure, and Wanfu has begun to be called Wenyou Sister Liu at any time and under any circumstances.

On this day, Wanfu returned to Chen's house from the accountant. Seeing that the kitchen was busy, he also came forward to join in the fun. The bird's nest that had just been cooked was clean and flawless, which reminded him of the past when he was settled. I guess in the current situation, the marriage should have to wait for a longer time. I don't know what she was thinking.

A year later, there was still good news in the Chen family's mansion that Ling'er was pregnant

, Wenyou Liu was so happy that Wenyou Liu, after all, the Chen family has a deep love. Wenyou Liu hugged the child and looked at Wanfu happily and said, "Who do you think the child looks like?"

"Of course it's Ling'er or Young Master."

Literary Liu and Wanfu whispered: "Fu'er, do you want to have your own child?"

Wanfu blushed, and his literary friend willow smiled so hard that his branches trembled.

Wenyou Liu finally took out all the keys of the Chen family to Wanfu on Wanfu's birthday, but Wanfu did not refuse. He carefully put away the keys and asked softly: "Sister, I really want to go to the lake."

Wenyou Liu thought for a long time before he reluctantly agreed to Wanfu go to the lakeside. He always recalled some unhappy things. For Wanfu's happiness, he just bit the bullet and followed Wanfu behind him.

Wanfu stood on the small stone bench, looked into the distance and said, "Sister, you will be my good sister, right?"

"Of course."

"Sister, you are so nice to me."

"Fu'er, the days ahead are long. Why do you have to be sentimental?"

"Because life is so helpless. Sister, do you have brothers and sisters?"

"No."

"No wonder you don't understand this feeling."

"Fu'er, I'm your family."

"Is that true? That would be great." After saying that, Wanfu's eyes showed disappointed eyes, he slowly opened his arms, and pushed Wenyou Liu, who was standing beside him, into the water. Wenyou Liu was caught off guard and naturally struggled in panic in the water.

After Wanfu sneered at the corner of his mouth, he slowly walked back to Chen's mansion, almost calmly calling the servant: "Go to the lake quickly, my wife has fallen into the water."

It was already two hours later when the servant rescued Wenyou Liu from the lake. Wenyou Liu's cold air entered his body and fell ill. And he couldn't afford to get sick.

Wanfu Jiang's medicine prescribed by the doctor had already been replaced with poison. In less than three days, Wen You Liu was almost unable to hold on.

Wanfu sat in front of the bed and gave Wenyou a fatal blow. He talked about a very ordinary and poor life.

Wanfu has an older sister who was taken a fancy to the master when she was a maid in the Chen family. Wanqing is not a person who is greedy for wealth and endures the master's provocations. If he can, he hides. At that time, literary friend Liu just got married to the master. Maybe the women of rich people were jealous. Maybe because he was afraid that Qing'er would steal his Mrs. Chen's position, Wenqing took advantage of the situation and once, Wanqing gave the young master a meal and accidentally burned the young master. Although he was careless, the wife of Chen humiliated Wanqing in all kinds of ways. When the master was drunk, he still

He was rude to the cold, and he had nowhere to seek justice. He could only walk into the cold lake and let his young life disappear like this. The rich people in the Chen family didn't know that Wanqing had already got married and had a daughter. Wanfu was raised by his sister since he was a child. He had a wife who had been married and was forcibly married to his stupid son by his literary friend Liu. Since he was a stupid child, he naturally would not do many things. For example, if Ling'er got pregnant, Wanfu was of course the father of Ling'er's child.

A mouthful of blood finally couldn't help it. The literary friend Liu's voice trembled: "You... why are you, I'm so kind to you..."

"Do you still remember the maid who committed suicide in the lake?"

The truth still needs to be told. Wanfu smiled, with tears in his eyes: "Ling'er is my wife who has not passed away."

Wenyou Liu finally remembered that the words Ling'er had been interrupted by herself several times should be her and Wanfu's affairs: "Why..."

"Qimizu is my sister's daughter."
Chapter completed!