Because his marriage to Ding Jinxiu was not very harmonious, Xie Yong was insensitive to the Ding family, and he had no intention of marrying another daughter of the Ding family. Before the wedding, he had ordered someone to send Ding Jinyun back to the Ding mansion, but he did not expect Xie's mother to secretly take Ding Jinyun back behind his back. In Xie's eyes, any woman who can stand up to the broom star is good.

So Xie Yong was surprised to see Ding Jinyun today, but he couldn't explain these things in a few words, so he didn't plan to say much to Yuan Yizhi.

Anyway, Yuan Yizhi had already entered the Xie family and became his wife, so he was not in a hurry. The second half of his life was still very long, and letting Yuan Yizhi slowly get to know him, recognize him clearly, understand him, and love him deeply was his persistent task in the future.

Ding Jinyun knelt down and saluted Xie Yong and Yuan Yizhi, "Good morning, brother-in-law, good morning sister Yuan."

Ding Jinyun was embarrassed to call Xie Yong brother-in-law, but it was quite strange to call Yuan Yizhi 'sister'.

Yuan Yizhi glanced at Xie Yong with a half-smile, then looked back at Ding Jinyun and said, "Miss Ding is Zhao'er's aunt and an honored guest. I don't deserve you to call her sister. If you don't mind, just call her Mrs. Xie."

Yuan Yizhi has a good temper, and she always greeted people with a smile before she got married. However, this does not mean that she is a stupid eldest sister. She must safeguard her sovereignty. Now she is the legitimate "Mrs.

Ding Jinyun's little face turned pale, she bit her moist cherry lips, then bent down and squatted down, and then softly replied with a hint of grievance: "It's Jinyun's fault. Please forgive me, madam."

Yuan Yizhi sighed helplessly in his heart. This little girl seemed quite persistent.

Although there is only one word difference between ‘Madam’ and ‘Mrs.

Ding Jinyun delicately omitted Yuan Yizhi's husband's surname, and obviously regarded herself as a member of the Xie family, just like Xie Yong's two concubines, Linglong and Qingdai, would call Yuan Yizhi 'Mrs.', but I don't know what position Ding Jinyun put herself in when she called her like this?

Chapter 2(2)

Xie Zhao, who had been left out in the cold, knelt down and kowtowed at Ding Jinyun's suggestion, saying: "My son pays regards to his father, and pays regards to... his mother."

The little guy who was just five years old spoke quite lucidly, but his voice was very low and he seemed a little timid. When he kowtowed to Yuan Yizhi, he secretly raised his head and looked at Yuan Yizhi.

Xie Yong said: "Get up. The adults are still busy today. You should stay in your yard. I will ask you about your homework in the evening."

Xie Zhao's eyes lit up and he looked at Xie Yong happily, as if he wanted to walk in front of him, but after looking at Yuan Yizhi who was sitting next to Xie Yong, he timidly stopped and just said to Xie Yong happily:

"Daddy will come to see Zhaozhao tonight?" Xie Yong nodded.

Xie Zhao turned his head happily, grabbed Ding Jinyun's hand again, raised his little face to look at his aunt, looking satisfied.

Yuan Yizhi looked at Xie Zhao and felt even softer. The little guy obviously wanted to get close to his father, and Xie Yong's slightest gesture of kindness made him very happy.

Speaking of children who have lost their mother, it is always pitiful. The little taboo Yuan Yizhi had towards Xie Zhao was gone.

Now that she has become this child's stepmother, even if she can't love him as much as her own mother, she should be able to take care of him well and take care of him properly, right?

Yuan Yizhi signaled He Yan to get the meeting gifts that she had prepared for Xie Zhao. In addition to the clothes and socks she had sewn by herself, there was also a safe and longevity lock made of Yunnan white jade inlaid with pure gold patterns. It was smaller than the pure gold lock worn on Xie Zhao's neck, but obviously much more valuable.

People's biggest worry about their stepmother is probably whether she will abuse the child left by her ex-wife. Yuan Yizhi hopes to use this longevity lock to express her sufficient goodwill - she hopes that the child will be safe, healthy and live a long life.

Xie Yong seemed to be very interested in this white jade lock. He picked it up and played with it in his palm. Then he called Xie Zhao to him, personally took off the gold lock from his neck and replaced it with a white jade lock.

The white jade lock was much lighter than the gold lock. Xie Zhao felt lighter on his neck and was very happy. He said timidly to Yuan Yizhi: "Thank you, mother. Zhao Zhao likes it very much."

Yuan Yizhi smiled, "Be good, just like it."

Ding Jinyun, who was standing aside, looked at the family of three with a loving mother, a filial son, and a solemn father. Her tightly biting lips turned white, and she looked even more pitiful.

Ding Jinyun heard Ding Jinxiu mention that the gold lock around Xie Zhao's neck was clumsy and heavy. Although it was pure gold, the patterns and patterns were obviously outdated. Ding Jinxiu didn't like it at first, but because it was a gift prepared by Xie Yong for Xie Zhao, in order to please her husband, she kept wearing it for Xie Zhao and has worn it to this day. Unexpectedly, as soon as Yuan Yizhi came in, her brother-in-law easily replaced this 'old thing'.

This is the bride's first day in the house. If things go on like this, sooner or later the traces left by Ding Jinxiu in the Xie family will be completely erased, right?It’s hard to say whether Xie Zhao can grow up safely, right?

Ding Jinyun secretly clenched her little fists. In order to live up to her sister's instructions and to protect her cute little nephew, she had to persist in the Xie family.

Be sure to keep at it!

Because of Xie Zhao, Yuan Yizhi and Xie Yong were a little late to visit Xie's mother, and were naturally treated coldly by Xie's mother.

Yuan Yizhi was helpless. She knew that she was not liked by Xie's mother, but being treated coldly like this, no matter how good-tempered she was, she would inevitably get angry. The smile on her face gradually faded, and she just kowtowed indifferently when she needed to, served tea when she needed to offer tea, and offered incense when she wanted to. If she had enough etiquette, it was enough.

She wouldn't do anything like touching someone's cold butt with a hot face, let alone try to please someone in a cowardly manner.

After offering sacrifices to their ancestors, they returned to the main courtyard of the Xie Mansion. It was almost noon. Yuan Yizhi had just sat down to take a sip of water and take a breath when the little maid came in to report that the two aunts had come to pay homage to the new mistress.

Yuan Yizhi couldn't help but sigh and rubbed her aching forehead with her fingers. She had worked hard all day yesterday, almost stayed up late at night, and was busy after washing up early this morning. She was tired and irritable, and she felt unspeakably aggrieved.

She thought she had made enough psychological preparations to be filial to her demanding mother-in-law, to be kind to the legitimate son left behind by her ex-wife, and to try her best to live in peace with the concubine she had taken in long ago. But when things came to pass, she realized that she was not a saint. She felt very uncomfortable and bored, and wanted to vent her anger in some way.

Yuan Yizhi's nanny, Grandma Sun, was a short, thin woman who was very knowledgeable about the world. When she saw her young lady's face, she knew that she had reached the end of her patience. She hurriedly pinched Yuan Yizhi's arm from behind and whispered: "My good lady, please be patient for a little longer. We'll talk about it three days later if everything goes by safely and smoothly."

The wedding etiquette is not completed until the bride returns home, so Grandma Sun does not want the young lady to lose her temper within these three days.

These three days are an important moment for the young lady and the Xie family. Yuan Yizhi, who married into the Xie family as a daughter-in-law and stepmother, is already in a weak position. In every word and deed, there are people waiting to find fault, waiting to see the joke. Maybe there will be someone who can kill the new husband again.

Therefore, no matter how wronged and sad Yuan Yizhi is, no matter how much he wants to cry, he must hold back and be steady.

Moreover, Yuan Yizhi's behavior not only represented her personally, but also represented the upbringing of the Yuan family. Before getting married, the mistress of the Yuan family, Mrs. Zheng, specifically told Grandma Sun to take good care of the young lady and never lose the face of the Yuan family.

As Yuan Yizhi's natal family, the Yuan family will naturally not let her be bullied, but the premise is that Yuan Yizhi can support the facade by herself. The Yuan family has no reason to interfere in the daily life of the Xie family.Only when Yuan Yizhi encounters a big problem that she can't handle herself, can the Yuan family justifiably help.

Yuan Yizhi rubbed the center of his brow tiredly again, wanting to say something. At this time, Xie Yong, who had changed his clothes in the inner room, came out. Seeing her tired face, he asked: "Tired? Pass the food. You can have a good rest in the afternoon."

Yuan Yizhi looked up at Xie Yong and saw that there were faint blue marks under his eyes. She realized that he was just as tired as herself. As the host, he needed to coordinate the overall situation. He had to entertain guests in the front yard to drink and socialize. It was probably harder than her. Yuan Yizhi personally served him a cup of tea and asked, "Do I need to go to mother's side to serve him?"