The weak princess is super fierce

Chapter 232 Like a famous actor

"Of course I am willing." Meng Renji agreed without hesitation.

He still trusted Meng Shisan unconditionally.

In his cognition, as long as the eldest sister arranges for him, it must be good, and it will definitely not harm him: "It's just... I'm not afraid of suffering, but I'm afraid that I will be dull by nature. Even if I am willing to endure hardship, I will do it." Nothing will happen.”

"Why should second brother be so presumptuous?" Meng Shisan still disagreed. "Second brother just doesn't have a chance. If there is a chance, second brother will definitely be no worse than eldest brother."

Are you actually comparing him with your eldest cousin?
The eldest sister actually thinks so highly of him?

Being so trusted, Meng Renji felt excited and said with a wry smile: "Yaoyao, I actually had some enlightenment when I was young..."

He has never read any books and only had two years of enlightenment as a child.

The elder sister’s mother-in-law, the second wife Zeng Shi, was still alive, and Mr. Yan asked him to teach him. At that time, he was young and couldn’t even recognize the words. Later, the second wife died of illness, and he was sent to Zhuangzi, although he was also near Zhuangzi. He had studied in the school dormitory in the village, but it was not as good as the two years when his second wife asked him to enlighten him when he was young.

The teacher in the schoolhouse in the village, strictly speaking, is not a teacher. He is an old man in the village who was lucky enough to have studied for a few years when he was young. He teaches a few words to the children in the village who have no money to study. Most of them teach the children. They had to write their first and last names, but at that time he could already write his own first and last names.

I really can't learn anything anymore, and I don't even know a few words.

His mother died when he was three years old, and his father took him back to the Meng Mansion. He was enlightened at the age of five, not because of his father, but because of his second wife.

In the two years since he entered the government, the second wife didn't talk to him much, but his food, clothing, housing and transportation were all taken care of by the second wife. She often had to ask his servants to follow him at all times, saying that the little boy was naughty. , don’t fall or bump into each other.

The five years he grew up under the care of his second wife, from the age of three to eight, were the happiest and carefree days of his life.

The body is also on the weak side, which is caused by malnutrition in Zhuangzi for many years. Although it can be recuperated, and given time, it will definitely become strong, but it will take time.

He slowly finished recounting the past: "In the two years of enlightenment, and later in the villages near Zhuangzi, I learned how to read and write. In fact, it adds up to a lot. But look at me, since I moved back to the house, I have been living day and night. I was diligent, wrote big characters, read books and read aloud, and spent a lot of pen, ink, paper and inkstones, but I didn’t make much progress.”

This is the first time Meng Shisan has heard Meng Renji take the initiative to bring up childhood things: "The enlightenment in the Meng family all started at the age of five. Under the arrangement of my mother, the second brother was also enlightened at the age of five, and then he turned seven years old. Come on, why didn’t my mother arrange for my second brother to live in a courtyard by himself in the front yard?”

"Because your mother was ill at that time." Meng Renji said.

Meng Shisan immediately remembered that when she stayed at the Zeng Mansion, the two cousins ​​of the Zeng family mentioned that when she was four years old, her mother no longer took her to her parents' house because her mother was ill at that time and was very ill: "Second brother, do you still remember my mother's illness at that time? What was it? What were the symptoms?"

After returning from her maternal grandfather's house, she was busy with one thing after another. She had not yet had the opportunity to ask her grandmother in person what the illness was that caused her mother to be seriously ill.

At this moment, her brother mentioned that maybe he could give her an answer or a relevant clue.

Meng Renji thought about it: "I don't know what the disease is, but what are the symptoms..."

"I remember one time, I heard the servants talking, saying that your mother was singing in the house again. It was very scary, and no one dared to come close. I couldn't hear everything at the time, so I ran away. I ran to the window sill outside your mother's house. I lay down secretly and looked into the room through the gap in the window sill. I saw that your mother was indeed singing. She was singing gracefully and poignantly. She flicked her sleeves and turned around, just like a famous actor in the opera..." "I'm not talking about you. Your mother is really an opera singer. That was the situation at that time. Your mother is obviously not an opera singer. I have been raising her in your mother's yard for two years and I have never seen your mother sing an opera. Suddenly I heard her singing as wonderfully as a famous opera singer. The sound is fascinating, and each step makes people fall deeply into it..."

"Later, I heard people talking about it, saying that my father told my grandmother that my father had asked your grandparents, and your mother had never learned to sing, and she couldn't sing at all."

Meng Shisan said: "Maybe my mother learned it later."

"Grandma told my father the same way at the time. My father originally thought this way, so he didn't pursue it any further. He thought it was your mother's personal interest. She thought that staying at the house all day would be a good way to relieve boredom and relieve worries. That's not bad. , so there will be no further investigation." Meng Renji has always thought this way. It was not until Meng Shisan asked what kind of illness Zeng had that he thought of this question, "I was not in the house for ten years. Yaoyao, if you want to know what kind of illness your mother got back then, you have to ask your grandmother or your eldest aunt."

He was seven years old that year and already knew what was going on. He still remembered that when his second wife was seriously ill, it was the eldest wife Shang who was busy with everything. She often went to Shanfang Courtyard to talk to the first wife whenever she had free time. Son.

"Yes." Meng Shisan nodded and asked, "Second brother, do you still remember the opera that my mother sang at that time? What opera was it?"

Meng Renji shook his head: "I was only seven years old at the time. I couldn't understand what words were being sung in the opera. I just felt... very sad and a little creepy."

"Sad? Creepy?" Meng Shisan was slightly surprised when he heard these two adjectives.

"Maybe my description is not accurate." Meng Renji saw this and said, "After all, I didn't understand anything at that time. I didn't understand opera, and I couldn't hear what the words were, let alone what the melodious and frustrating music was. I feel sad and creepy. It’s just my personal feeling. Maybe I feel wrong..."

"Second brother, just ask, did you remember correctly?" Meng Shisan interrupted Meng Renji, who was trying to comfort her, and went back to make amends.

Meng Renji paused: "No."

After all, he had to answer truthfully. He couldn't lie and say that he remembered it wrong because he didn't want his eldest sister to be too sad and grief-stricken when she recalled her birth mother.

That memory was so horrifying that even though many years had passed in his life, it had not diminished his gratitude to his second wife. It still impressed him deeply.

There was no way he could be wrong.

The hall fell silent.

After a while, after eating and drinking, it was time for Meng Renji to return to Senwanyuan. He stood up and said, "It's getting late. You should rest early. Don't think too much."

Meng Shisan knew that his brother didn't want her to think too much after hearing that the illness that caused her biological mother's death was so strange: "Second brother, don't worry, I will definitely find out what my mother's illness was. I wouldn’t have let myself get into trouble before.”

"That's good. If I can help you, just come and find me." Meng Renji said.

Meng Shisan responded: "Okay. As for the origin of the inkstone, second brother doesn't have to worry about it. I will ask Kite to investigate tomorrow, and we will definitely get to the bottom of it."

(End of this chapter)