Chapter 81 Sacrifice to the Ancestors

The next day, Jiang Ting got up an hour early to visit her stepmother. In fact, she didn't want to give Wen this face anymore. In particular, yesterday, she was reprimanded by Jiang Yong one after another because of Wen's affairs, and she was locked up at home indefinitely. Even if Jiang Ting originally had a kind expectation for Wen, after so many things, her little kindness was worn out.

However, even if Jiang Ting is reluctant, Jiang Ting still decides not to continue to do anything rude to provoke her father's fragile nerves in line with the goal of being a qualified daughter in her father's eyes. Of course, another reason is that she is actually looking forward to seeing Wen's reaction today. Because Dad left her yard in a rage last night, maybe he would be angry with Wen after returning to the main room!

Jiang Ting patted her head and felt that it was too unnatural to think so. After all, Wen is just a 16-year-old girl. What do you have to worry about with her?

Besides, if Dad really hates Wen, does she still have to persuade Dad to divorce her and find a favorite marriage? This is also impossible. According to Dad's character, even if he doesn't like it, he will definitely not do that. Unless Wen did something crazy that made Dad unbearable. Otherwise, Jiang Ting has reason to believe that if her father is really disappointed with Wen, she will simply treat her as a fertility machine. After she gave birth to a descendant of the Jiang family, her father is likely to ignore her directly.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ting couldn't help sighing. So, she still did something wrong yesterday. If she couldn't help climbing the wall and going out to watch the fun, Dad might not be so angry. There may be a turning point in his relationship with Wen. That's not right. Don't people say that men are lower-body animals. Maybe the father had no resistance in the face of the beautiful girl and surrendered directly!

Jiang Ting came to the main courtyard with love embroidery and knowledge painting with unspeakable gossip. At this time, it was already three o'clock. To be honest, as far as ordinary people are concerned, it's really late to come to my parents at this hour.

However, Jiang Ting felt that it was the wedding night of the two of them last night. Anyway, the two of them should also be **. In this way, both of them should not have got up yet. However, to Jiang Ting's surprise, Jiang Yong and Wen have already got up. Moreover, what made her feel more strange was that both of them looked the same cold.

Jiang Ting couldn't help thumping and said secretly: Is it really discordant on the wedding night of the two of them last night? Is it because Wen is too young? Or is it that my father hasn't been contaminated with meat for ten years, so some businesses are unfamiliar? She secretly glanced at her dark-faced father and decided that it would be better to be honest and stop flirting with his tight nerves.

Jiang Ting respectfully saluted her father and Wen, but called them "father" and "wife" respectively. Since her father said yesterday that she didn't have to call Wen's mother, she had to be kind.

When Wen heard Jiang Ting call herself his wife, she was stunned for a moment. She stared intuitively at Jiang Ting and wanted to say that she was too disrespectful to her name. Even if she is just her stepmother, as a stepdaughter, she does not call her "mother" but calls her "wife"?

But at the moment she wanted to exit, Jiang Yong coughed and gave her a cold look. Wen now understood that Jiang Ting would call herself this, which was Jiang Yong's instruction. Is he teaching her a lesson that she shouldn't neglect his daughter yesterday?

Wen had unspeakable grievances and anger in his heart, but he did not dare to express it in front of their father and daughter at all.

In fact, Jiang Ting was wrong before. The wedding candle last night was not discord between the two, but that the two did not have sex at all.

When Wen thought of her alone in the empty room on her wedding night, the shame and grievance in her heart were really unbearable. But what if it's unbearable? No matter how difficult it is, she still has to put up with it. Not only does she have to endure it, but she also has to pretend to like the girl in front of her. At least, she can't make Jiang Yong hate herself more because of this girl.

"Ting'er, get up quickly. Mother... I don't have anything good for you. I chose this set of beaded headdress myself. You can wear it for fun. Wen's face was reluctantly smiling, which made people give her the gift they had prepared for Jiang Ting before she got married.

Jiang Ting received the gift, handed it to Lianxiu, and thanked Wen again. At the same time, she also gave her a gift, which was a pair of purse. The surface of this pair of purses is a pomegranate multi-picture of embroidery; and at the edge of the purse, Jiang Ting personally embroidered a circle of the word "Spo�" with a beautiful meaning. Although this bag is not valuable compared with the set of exquisite bead flowers given to her by Wen, the beautiful heart in it can be seen at a glance.

Wen smiled and glanced at the delicate purses, and only nodded to let people put them away without saying much praise. Jiang Ting couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. For the edge of those two purses, she had a lot of needleholes in her hands.

Seeing that the ceremony was almost over, Jiang Yong stood up and said coldly, "Since you have all seen the ceremony, let's go to the ancestral hall to worship your ancestors."

The Jiang family has basically no relatives, and Jiang Yong is alone to support the whole Jiang family. Therefore, when the bride Wen entered the door, she had no chance to recognize her relatives except to see Jiang Ting. No need to recognize her relatives, then she will go to the ancestral hall to worship her ancestors.

Before, Wen had heard about the tragedy of the Jiang family. But after really seeing the dead card of the whole room, she still felt cold air coming from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

The setting in the ancestral hall is simple and solemn, and some servants have prepared incense for fruit early in the morning. Just because the sun has not yet risen at this moment, and there are no front and rear transparent windows in the ancestral hall, coupled with dozens of black plaques, it looks very gloomy.

Maybe because of the blood connection, Jiang Yong and Jiang Ting's entering the ancestral hall is not much different from entering their own room, but they just feel that the hall is a little cooler. However, after entering the ancestral hall, Wen only felt that it was cold from the bone, and even the two battles were a little untenable.

Sacrificing ancestors is a sacred and solemn thing, and Jiang Yong did not put people down. So, there are only three of them in the ancestral hall at this moment. Facing the cold Jiang Yong and Jiang Ting, Wen was unconsciously more afraid.

Jiang Yong silently offered incense. After worshipping his ancestors and telling his ancestors that he had married again and would make unremitting efforts to reproduce the descendants of the Jiang family, he motioned the Wen family to come forward.

Wen also timidly followed the words he had learned in his mother's family before, and followed Jiang Yong to kowtow to the ancestral tablet of the Jiang family one by one. After that, when she saw that Jiang Yong no longer worshipped, she thought it was over, even if she wanted to leave this place that scared her quickly.

Jiang Ting, who was waiting aside, couldn't help frowning when she saw Wen's eager to leave. She glanced carefully at her father and found that his face was even more gloomy. It's just that today she plays the role of a follower, and she really can't say anything. Moreover, Wen's performance from the beginning to the present has really disappointed her. Therefore, she lowered her head again, looked at her nose and heart softly, and did not remind Wen.

"Sir, can we leave?" No matter how dull Wen is, he has already seen that Jiang Yong is really unhappy. However, she thought about it and made sure that everything that should be worshipped had been worshipped, and there was nothing missing. What else does he want to do here?

"You haven't worshipped Li yet." Jiang Yong's indifferent voice made Wen's whole body freeze in place.

Li is Jiang Yong's ex-wife, Li Shiyuer. He is right. According to Gu Li, as his step-in-house, she should take a concubine to worship the Li family. But the atmosphere of the Southern Tang Dynasty is open, and many ancient rituals are not paid much attention to. Therefore, she never thought of worshipping the dead Li Yuer.

Wen looked at Jiang Yong in a stunned way and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. She would like to say that almost no one cares about this now. But how can this be said?

Jiang Yong's solemn look clearly showed her that he cared about this.

Today, she must take a concubine to worship Li Shiyuer, who occupied his whole heart.

Wen only felt that her whole body was cold from the bone, and her cold heart was frozen to ice slag, and she felt numbness without pain.

She stiffly gave incense to the card that said Li Shiyuer, saluted her concubine, and promised to take good care of her husband and daughter for her.

Won has never had any disrespect or complaint about how to kneel and kowtow in front of you. But facing Li Yuer's card position, Wen only felt that she was full of cold hatred. She never thought that she would hate a dead man before. But at this moment, she clearly felt that her whole heart could not help but have the desire to destroy everything because of that hatred. It's just that she hasn't lost her mind yet. No matter how much she hates, she can only bear it at this moment.

Jiang Yong looked at Wen's hatred all over his body and closed his eyes in pain. This woman doesn't know tolerance from her bones. He looked away and married such a stupid woman! How can this safely hand over the big and small affairs of the house to her? Forget it, let's wait, ****, wait until she recognizes her position and talk about something else.