"That's because your parents-in-law are benevolent and cannot bear to see you become a widow at a young age," Fei Yuanyi said, "but my noble Fei family from Ehu, my married daughter, has been living in her natal family. How unbecoming is this!"

Fei Rulan had already understood, but she didn't want to die and said with tears: "My grandson will find a female concubine, tie his hair and become a sister-in-law."

"Nonsense!"

Fei Yuanyi was immediately furious and stood up on crutches: "I, the daughter of the Fe family, have never been a sister-in-law. It is simply an insult to the family tradition!"

Fei Rulan looked at the old lady: "Does grandma also want her grandson to die?"

The old lady shrank, closed her eyes tightly, and chanted repeatedly: "Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha..."

"Grandson, please leave." Fei Rulan smiled with tears in her eyes.

If you marry and then become a widow, that is the matter of your husband's family, and it has nothing to do with Fei whether you die or not.

But if the fiancé dies and the husband’s family doesn’t accept it, then it’s the Fei family’s business!

It's good to be able to remarry quickly, but if you can't get married, you will have to live as a widow in your parents' family forever. This will definitely be ridiculed by others, and the villagers will discuss it: "Look at the eldest daughter of the Fei family. After her husband died, she was not filial to her parents-in-law, and she stayed with her parents forever.

I'm waiting to remarry at my parents' house. I don't have any family education, I don't know anything about chastity, I'm just a lustful woman!"

Seeing that his granddaughter was about to step out of the room, Fei Yuanyi said in a deep voice: "You should take care of yourself, don't humiliate your ancestors!"

Fei Rulan froze, staggered, and burst into tears.

All the way back to her room, the maid Xiyue saw her ugly face and couldn't help but ask: "Is the lady menstruating? I'll have someone make brown sugar and ginger soup."

"No need." Fei Rulan sat down blankly.

Xiyue didn't dare to ask any more questions, so she just stood aside and listened.

After an unknown amount of time, Fei Rulan secretly wiped away her tears and said to the maid: "Go get a bowl of brown sugar and ginger soup."

"Oh." Xiyue trotted out.

Fei Rulan got up and opened the closet and found a damask that she planned to use to make clothes.

After trying several times, Hong Ling finally managed to pass through the beam and then tied into a tight knot.

Fei Rulan hung her neck on it, feeling extremely frightened. After much hesitation, she finally kicked the stool over.

Xiyue asked her mother-in-law to make brown sugar and ginger soup. She met the maid in the inner courtyard on the way and chatted for a while. She walked back slowly and saw someone hanging in the room. She was so frightened that she rushed in and hugged her.

"Cough cough cough!"

Fei Rulan coughed crazily and almost suffocated.
Chapter completed!