Speaking of which, one day, a couple will be together for a hundred generations. A hundred generations of cultivation will come to cross the same boat, and a thousand generations of cultivation will come to sleep together. But to truly reach the point of separation, it is just a thin letter to send a wife.

On the day of Helien, the Duke of Wei and his wife came to the Duke of the State House, while the elders of the clan were present in the Huairen Bo Mansion as evidence.

Han looked at Mr. Cheng Er who signed the paper neatly, handed over the paper, reached out to take it, looked carefully, and spit out two words: Thank you.

Today she was wearing agarwood knurled raccoon jacket, with a big red brocade skirt underneath, a thin rouge on her face, and a white skin as white as snow, and beautiful as a flower.

When Mr. Cheng Er heard Han thanking her, he was finally willing to look at her. Seeing her cold and reserved, he seemed to be missing in the blink of an eye, and he felt a little unwilling to do so.

But this unwillingness was like snow beads falling into a charcoal basin as Mrs. Meng coughed and disappeared in an instant.

Master Cheng Er bowed: Han, let’s take care of each other, there will be a date later.

Unexpectedly, Han did not move, but slowly pulled out something from his sleeve and placed it on the high table: Take care of it, there is no need to remind Master Cheng Er to remind him, but this should be handled in front of you.

Han said as he pushed the booklet in front of Master Cheng Er.

Master Cheng Er glanced at him and his face turned black in an instant.

That's Han's dowry list

When Mrs. Meng saw that her face was darker than Master Cheng Er.

When Han married, he was not only in the ten-mile red makeup, but also had a huge momentum, and Yiranyuan couldn't let go of his dowry.

Over the years, Huairen's mansion has never had a good life. Even if he didn't deliberately eat and use his daughter-in-law's dowry, he would fill it in a lot. Not to mention anything else, the second child sold a dowry shop in Han's family that year to support the whole family to chew it. At this time, he had to make up for the Han family's dowry. The Bo family had to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

The room was silent for a moment. Han reached out and turned a page. Yingbai pointed his finger and said: After being left for so many years, I can't wear these silks and satin even if they haven't been used up. I don't care about it. As for anything else, I hope Mr. Cheng can prepare it within three days. I won't come to the door, and my elder brother will come here.

Mr. Cheng Er had a blue face: Han, you are

Before he could finish speaking, Han interrupted with a smile: Mr. Cheng Er, in front of my elder brother and the elders of the Cheng family, you wouldn't say that you should divorce me. I'm not going to pay back this dowry.

This reputation, Mr. Cheng Er, cannot afford it.

Whether it is divorce or divorce, or Yi Jue, according to the laws of the Daliang Dynasty, the dowry was taken away by the woman. Occasionally, there was a deductible dowry that was deducted from the woman's dowry, and once it was spread out, the man's face would be lost.

Even the woman's dowry won't be paid back. Whose daughter dares to marry in the future

In front of everyone, Mr. Cheng was led by Han. He knew that the uncle's mansion could not fill the hole, but he could only knock down his teeth and blood to swallow it.

If Mr. Cheng Er doesn't know that He Li will return the dowry, even ordinary people know. He is an official, of course he understands. However, he has been used to Han's compromise and tolerance for so many years. In addition, Han's always shown his careless attitude towards money like dirt makes him unwilling to think about this.

To put it bluntly, until then, out of a man's self-esteem, Master Cheng Er didn't want to believe that in Han's eyes, he was nothing.

Staring at Han, Master Cheng Er tried his best to spit out a word: OK.

When Han led Cheng Wei away, even the elder of the Cheng family went back to rest, leaving only his own people, Mrs. Meng was furious: Second, you agreed so, but you have thought about how to make up for Han's dowry.

Mr. Cheng Er calmed down at this time: Mother, don’t be angry. Han’s dowry must be compensated. His son cannot afford to deduct the dowry of his ex-wife. In recent years, his life in the Bo Mansion has been much better, and with his son’s salary, he can always fill a part of it. If it really doesn’t work, just push out the two small shops he bought the previous year.

As he said, Master Cheng and Master Cheng San bowed: I just want to be sorry to Brother and Third Brother.

Having said that, Mr. Cheng Er didn't feel much guilty.

The eldest brother is incompetent, and the third brother is white. To put it bluntly, he is the one who supports this huge uncle's mansion. Now that he encounters something, he should use the whole mansion to overcome the difficulties together.

Mr. Cheng and his wife didn't say anything, but the third wife Feng couldn't help but say: Second brother, using the property of the Duke Zhong to supplement the second sister-in-law's dowry, this is not appropriate. Although there is no separation, the second sister-in-law's dowry is not all spent in the Duke Zhong.

Over the years, she watched coldly that Han's dowry had provided many ways to clear the relationship between the second uncle's officialdom, and his beautiful concubine, who was better than her serious wife. Looking at the decorations in the old lady's house, there were a few things that she had seen in Yiran Garden in her early years.

The benefits were taken over by these people, and they fell together when they took the blame. It was shameless. Han Shi was so sad that she should laugh secretly after leaving this trouble.

Feng, how did you speak? Old Mrs. Meng glared at Feng.

Feng wanted to say something else, but Master Cheng San held his hand tightly.

Feng sighed in his heart, for nothing, with the master here, she is better than anything else. Thinking of this way, she is much more blessed than Han.

Mrs. Meng glanced at everyone and said with a frown: As the second child said, you all have parted.

Everyone walked out silently, and the old man raised his heels.

Mrs. Meng couldn't help but shout: Where are you going, uncle?

The old man didn't even look back and said lightly: I'm so bored at home, go walk the birds

For a moment, the old lady Meng was sitting on the Grand Master's chair. When she thought of Han's dowry, she almost felt so distressed that she almost passed away.

Cheng Wei followed Han and couldn't help but look back.

The two stone lions at the gate of Huairen's mansion were still powerful, but her departure had nothing to do with this place anymore.

This is really a great thing

Cheng Wei raised his eyes and found it rare that it was sunny and he didn't feel any coldness.

Wei'er, why don't you wait in front of the carriage?

Cheng Wei held Han's hand: Mother, we are finally leaving, but my second brother is still there.

Han whispered: Don’t worry, it’s coming soon.

Cheng Wei knew that his mother had discussed with his second brother, but in fact he was either worried or felt that he couldn't believe it when his dream came true, so he said softly.

The mother and daughter turned around and continued to walk forward, and a voice came from behind: Third Sister

Looking back, Cheng Tong chased after him with the hem of the skirt.

She got closer, faced Han a little embarrassed, and called out Mrs. Han.

Han then told Cheng Wei: Mother got in the car and waited for you first, and you would come here earlier.

When Han left, Cheng Tong looked at Cheng Wei, biting her lip and not speaking. It will not be continued.

: In this chapter, thank you to Su Abai for the Heshi Bi rewarded last month. Thank you for your continued support and love you.
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