Mrs. Quanfu wants to leave

Chapter 10 I Can't Bear It
Lu Fenghe thought of his mother who came here with a loving mother's heart but returned full of grievances, thought that he was married far away from his natal family and had no one by his side, thought of the fact that there was someone else in his heart beside his pillow... Sorrow came from it, and his crying gradually became unrestrained.

Weeping so much that Bihe stood by the screen partition in a dilemma, not knowing what to do, and Lufu and Lufu pulled me and pulled you, both wanting each other to see what happened to the lady.

It's fine if you cry softly, but if you cry so loudly, you always feel that there are thousands of emotions in your heart that need to be vented.

Both of them were sold by their families since they were young, and they were both big girls. They didn't understand what family affection was, and they didn't understand the mother's dependence on her mother's family.

A little girl lay on the crack of the door and whispered, "Sister Lufu, Sister Bihe."

Lu Fu was quicker, Bi He lifted the cotton curtain and opened the door on tiptoe, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"The lady of the Zhao family has entered the mansion, and the congratulatory gifts have already been delivered, so I went to Fushan Hall first."

Lu Fu felt that Mrs. Zhao came at the right time, "Go and greet her." After thinking about it, she said, "I'll go."

After Lu Fu finished speaking, she went back to the house, lay beside Bi He's ear, and told Bi He the news.

Bihe nodded at Lufu, and when Lufu went out, she intentionally made a noise at the door, Bihe heard Lu Fenghe's crying stop, and then said, "Lady, please wake up, the lady of the Zhao family is here to see you, please Come over soon."

Although Lu Fenghe didn't cry anymore, he couldn't stop sobbing for a while, "Bring...the towel and come to me...I'll clean...clean my face."

Bi He pretended not to hear Lu Fenghe's cry, and went out to fetch hot water after answering. Even if Lu Fenghe just wanted to wipe her face and hands, it was absolutely impossible for her to use cold water.

The Zhao family was talking about Lu Fenghe's cousin Zhao Mingxin, and the wife of the Zhao family was naturally Lu Fenghe's handkerchief to Huang Wenshan.

Here, Bi He took a hot towel to serve Lu Fenghe, wiped his face and hands, looked at Lu Fenghe's red eyes, but still couldn't hold back, "Young lady, you should cry less, but do you want to put some on your eyes?"

Lu Fenghe nodded and didn't speak, Bihe hurriedly changed into a clean cotton cloth and applied dry water to Lu Fenghe's eyes.

Over there, Lu Fu also met Mrs. Zhao's family in the veranda.

"Greetings to my wife." Lu Fu said with a smile.

Huang Wenshan also has a hearty personality, "Miss Lufu is polite, I will come to greet you wherever I go, I have walked this road many times."

"Where are you talking, lady? Even if the lady comes every day, the servants will also come to greet her." As he spoke, he saw Ruyi following behind the lady of the Zhao family, and Ruyi was the person next to the old lady.

"Sister Ruyi, please take a trip. The sun is too high. Sister Ruyi should go back quickly."

The concubine only told her to send the wife of the Zhao family to Bailuyuan. Since the people from Bailuyuan came, she could save herself a trip. The sun was so bright that even if she walked all the way through the veranda, she would still be hot enough.

Ruyi walked back, and Lufu led the wife of the Zhao family to Bailuyuan.

The wife of the Zhao family asked: "What's the matter with you ladies? Why did you have a sudden attack? Isn't there still ten days left? You are the same. Don't send a letter to me even if it's such a big deal."

The incident happened suddenly, and Mother Gao was not around, and Qingling hadn't returned after returning to Piling. Although there were many maids and women in the yard, the three maids were at their wits' end, and they only wanted to take good care of the eldest lady and the two young masters. , How can I think of going to report to the people close to me.

Furthermore, no matter how you say this kind of thing, it should be the princess's responsibility.

Lufu didn't want to say much, just said: "My lady, I'm sorry, the lady just slipped and hit her stomach and suddenly started."

The lady of the Zhao family just said it casually, and she didn't really want to pursue it. After hearing the words, she hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? Are you all right, lady?"

Lufu nodded, "The eldest lady and sister are both in good health, but the eldest lady is probably not feeling well, and the eldest lady was still crying when I came out."

The wife of the Zhao family frowned, "Is your husband in the house?"

"It was late yesterday when I came back, and now I'm going into the palace."

The wife of the Zhao family nodded, "That's pretty much the same. The first time I had my brother, I saw that the moon was full, so he rushed back. This time, he came back in time."

It's hard for Lu Fu to say anything about her master, but her expression says it all. She also complained about Shen Nanxun's absence when Lu Fenghe gave birth last time.

"The servant girl doesn't know what's wrong with the master, and I hope the wife of the Zhao family will comfort the master for a while. There is no obstacle that cannot be overcome. Be careful and cry too much during the confinement and hurt your eyes."

The lady of the Zhao family nodded, "It's okay, you have worked hard to take care of the lady."

"Slaves are terrified, this is what slaves should do."

When we arrived at Bailu Courtyard, Mrs. Zhao went to see the child first. My sister was sleeping, her little face was still wrinkled, and she knew that she was a healthy child just by looking at her greasy black hair.

Not an outsider, Lu Fenghe didn't get up either, but asked Bihe to hang up the bed curtains, leaning on the big pillow and waiting for Mrs. Zhao in a daze.

"Shanniang." Seeing half of her family, Lu Fenghe choked up again.

Mrs. Zhao walked to the bedside and took Lu Fenghe's hand: "You can't cry. Both children and children are healthy. This is a good thing."

Lu Fenghe pursed his lips and forced his head to nod.

Mrs. Zhao didn't sit on the stool that Bihe had prepared by the bed, but sat directly by the bed, holding Lu Fenghe's hand and leaning against the pillow with her.

"I'm late, and so are you. Don't let anyone report to me."

Lu Fenghe leaned on his friend's shoulder without saying a word.

The wife of the Zhao family went on to say, "I went to see the children, and my elder brother and my elder sister also took a lunch break together. The two children slept head to head, so beautiful."

"Shanniang, how long has it been since you returned to Piling?" Lu Fenghe asked suddenly.

Why doesn't the lady of the Zhao family know what Lu Fenghe is going to say, "It's been more than two years, and I went back to my hometown for a group year when I was pregnant with Geer Hai."

Lu Fenghe's eyes were out of focus, and his voice was erratic, "Shanniang, I have been married here since 16 years old, and it has been almost five years since I left Piling..."

Said that Lu Fenghe burst into tears again, "I am a mother again, but I miss my mother."

Mrs. Zhao saw her friend crying so sadly, she comforted her again and again, "Okay, okay, don't cry anymore, write to ask my aunt to come to the capital."

It happened that Shen Nanxun came back from the palace and went back to Bailu Courtyard to see Lu Fenghe, the pain was like that in the morning, I don't know if it's better now.

Knowing that the wife of the Zhao family is here, just as she was about to go back to the front yard to ask how the investigation was going, she heard Lu Fenghe crying.

When he walked to the window, he heard Lu Fenghe say that he missed his mother, and waved his hand to ask Shoukang to send a letter to Piling Taishan, asking them to come to Kyoto for a short stay. The next words made him stop.

"Shanniang, I can't bear it, I can't let my mother suffer wrong again, my mother has never heard gossip in my life."

"My mother can put up with the gossip for me, but I can't bear to let my mother come again.

　There is no tolerance for open flames, only soft knives that grind people

　　
　
(End of this chapter)