Eldest daughter

Chapter 509 Extra Story ([-])

The separation of the Cui family turned the capital into a topic of conversation in the cold winter months. They all said that the old lady Cui had not waited for the two sons to have a fight for a long time, but she never thought that she would be so dazed that she proposed it at a time when the second son's official career was in full swing. The family is separated, and there is only one idiot left, so what is the luck of the Cui family?

The older this person is, the more confused he becomes. I'm really right. Isn't this old lady of the Cui family just such an example?
What outsiders think, Cui Yuan and the others have no time to pay attention to, at this time they are busy looking for a house to move!

Now that the family has been separated, and their family will live in the capital in the future, the children in the family are also in the same litter. Although there is a ready-made house, but after all, they are small, and the children are getting older. They will always get married in the future. It's just not enough.

Therefore, Cui Yuan simply thought, one step at a time, buy a big mansion, or once and for all.

But as the year approached, there would be no good houses for a while, so Cui Yuan gritted his teeth and entered the palace.

Within two days, he got the house deed of Princess Chaofuan's Princess Mansion located in front of Chaoyang Gate.

Wang Yuan'er was astonished, and after careful questioning, it turned out that this fellow went to the palace to cry with the emperor.

Wang Yuan'er held his forehead and was speechless.

But the house has been taken, and it has not been lived in for some years, so it has to be repaired one or two times, and all kinds of flowers and trees need to be tidied up.

This was easy, Cui Yuan found people from the Ministry of Industry, and then found craftsmen outside, and Wang Yuan'er took the blueprints here to draw, and there to modify, beat and beat, and rushed to start construction.

Until the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, the new Shangshu Mansion took on a new look and ushered in its new owner. Cui Yuan moved to the new home with his wife and children.

It's the New Year's Eve of the new year, and the couplets are pasted to worship the Stove Lord and the lanterns are hung.

Throughout the new year, Cui Shangshu's mansion was filled with people, and another lively family relocation banquet was held. Most of the noble families in Beijing came to celebrate.

From this moment on, Wang Yuaner and the children, wives are valued by their husbands, and sons are valued by their fathers, have truly stepped into the ranks of Yungui families in Beijing, respecting the rules of Beijing and following the example of Beijing. .

At the end of June in the 15th year of Jingsheng, Wang Yuan'er gave birth to Cui Yuan's youngest son Ting Geer, making a good story of five boys and two girls.

After confinement in August, many people came to invite Wang Yuan'er to be Quanfu's grandma.

"I heard that Quanfu people in the capital are thinking of you first." Qiutang said to Wang Yuan'er with a smile.

Wang Yuan'er held the youngest son in her arms, kissed her twice, and said, "I'm just having a better childbirth. In terms of Quanfu, my parents died early, so I can't be called Quanfu."

Qiutang sighed softly, this is true, my wife lost her parents early, it is really not called, but these five men and two women are really a great blessing, so she said with a smile: "Even if there are a few young masters and sisters, they are also very lucky gone."

Wang Yuan'er smiled, and didn't care. She just looked at her brother in her arms, her eyes full of love and compassion.

This is her youngest son, and also the last child in her life. His father has already taken the extinction medicine.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuan'er felt sore and soft in her heart. To have such a person who treats her wholeheartedly and gave birth to several well-behaved and sensible children is the blessing she has cultivated in her lifetime, and it is also the blessing of the Buddha.

Wang Yuan'er reached out to grab the teacup on the low table, but she lost her grip on one of them, the teacup fell to the ground, and shattered with a bang, the crisp sound scared the baby in her arms to cry.

Wang Yuan'er hurried to coax her, and glanced at the fragments of the teacup on the ground, her heart trembled inexplicably, and she frowned.

There was the sound of urgent footsteps outside the door.

The girl Hongxiao appeared at the door, raised the water-blue cloth curtain of hundreds of sons and grandsons, and came in to report: "Madam, Changle Town has sent someone to report the funeral."

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After a few years, when Wang Yuan'er set foot in Changle Town again, he did not expect to come back to pay his respects. The last time he came back was when he was setting up the family tree, but unexpectedly, it was the last time he saw Grandpa.

Wang Yuan'er couldn't help the redness around her eyes again, she took out her handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Don't be too sad, the old man is also an elderly person, and this is also a happy funeral." Cui Yuan shook her hand and persuaded.

Wang Yuaner nodded.

The carriage stopped in front of the old house, and Wang Yuan'er got out of the carriage. There were two white lanterns hanging in front of the mansion, and white flags fluttering with the wind, showing everywhere that the host's family was in mourning.

In front of the door, someone rang the gongs and drums to indicate that there were guests coming to express their condolences. The servant stepped forward to report their names, and some people rushed into the house quickly.

But after a while, there were hurried footsteps walking and running, Wang Yuan'er raised his eyes and saw that it was the second uncle.

"Eldest uncle, great aunt." Wang Er stepped forward and bowed his hands.

"Cheng Enbo is sad and obedient." Cui Yuan nodded and said something.

Wang Er was promoted in the year when Wang Qinger gave birth to the fifth son of the emperor, which also benefited her mother's family. Emperor Jing granted a Cheng Enbo and got a salary. Wang Er was also dismissed from the official career and honestly became a rich man.

Uncle Cheng En, he inherited kindness, but the three generations of Cheng Jue did not have any real power, while Cui Yuan was a second-rank official, even if Wang Er was an elder, he could only bow his head.

Wang Er wiped the corners of his eyes, glanced at Wang Yuaner, and said, "Father went away very peacefully, auntie, go and offer incense and kowtow to the old man." Then he said to Wang Baolai behind her, "Hurry up and put on filial piety clothes, Baolai. Go cry and hold the basin."

Wang Yuan'er nodded, and was about to lift his foot, when suddenly the sound of a carriage came from behind him, and he looked over.

A few carriages came quickly and stopped quickly, first jumped off a girl, and then helped a woman who was about 40 to [-] years old and walked down.

The man has a round figure, a face like a full moon, wearing plain clothes and hairpin skirts, not many jewelry on his temple hair, and his face is a little cold, which looks a bit familiar.

"Min'er?" Wang Yuan'er looked over tentatively.

The woman was startled, looked over, her eyes were slightly bright: "Eldest sister, father."

She came quickly, her eyes were red.

"Min'er is back too, okay, your grandpa is relieved too." Wang Er looked at his biological daughter with relief: "Go in."

This is not the time to gather together. A group of people, led by Wang Er, entered the mourning hall, offered incense and kowtowed to pay respects to the remains. Wang Yuaner knelt on the straw mat and cried for a while before being invited to a side room to rest for a while. , Wang Miner naturally accompanied him.

The two cousins ​​have not seen each other for ten years, and seeing each other now, they are both a little excited and a little embarrassed.

"I haven't seen you come back these years, how are you doing?" Wang Yuan'er asked with a sigh inwardly as she saw that she was already a middle-aged woman.

The two are about the same age, they have taken good care of themselves, and they look younger than their actual age, but Wang Min'er is the opposite, people who are less than [-] years old are like people who are [-] years old.

To see whether a person is happy or not, one can tell by looking at her face.

"That's it. It's not too good, and it's not bad." Wang Min'er was open-minded, shrugged, looked at her and said, "It's you, you haven't changed much, so you can live a comfortable life."

Wang Yuan'er smiled and said, "I accept your words. It's just that I'm not compared to when I was young, I'm old."

"Are you talking about me?" Wang Min'er pointed at her nose and laughed, "I've really become an old woman."

Wang Yuan'er was a little shy: "Don't say that either."

Wang Min'er cheered and said: "Don't talk about that, I heard that you are now Mrs. Shangshu, or you are lucky. I think the eldest brother-in-law is really kind to you, and how many children do you have?"

"Lao Qi is youngest, born at the end of June."

Wang Min'er was taken aback, and said amusedly, "You can really give birth." There was indescribable envy in her tone.

Wang Yuan'er also heard it, so she changed the topic and said, "I didn't expect Grandpa to go here."

Wang Min'er also fell silent, and said after a long time: "Everyone is going to die. I think he is very peaceful. At home... it's also like this, so he should be relieved." After a pause, he looked up at her and said: "It's all Thanks to you and Qing'er."

"They're all from the Wang family, so what's wrong with TOEFL?" Wang Yuan'er said indifferently: "As long as you cherish your blessings, everything will be fine."

Wang Min'er looked at her thoughtfully.

After a few words, the bridesmaid came to invite their two aunts to do the ceremony.

Today's Wang family is not comparable to what it used to be. Wang Er has been granted the title of Cheng Enbo, so he can be called a relative of the emperor. When the old man of the Wang family passed away, naturally many people came to express their condolences, especially after hearing about Cui Yuan, the householder. Master Shang Shu also accompanied his wife to the funeral, those familiar and unfamiliar, even those who have nothing to do with him for eight hundred miles, all took this opportunity to express their condolences.

Ever since, Mr. Wang's funeral was also held in a very lively and decent manner, which is considered the first in Changle Town.

Grandpa Wang passed away, Wang Qing'er, the concubine, couldn't go back, and Wang Lan'er happened to have a body, so she didn't come back to avoid confrontation. She only sent her mother to kowtow on her behalf, and the rest of the children and grandchildren were complete. The filial sons and daughters were sent to the funeral. The funeral was called over.

Wang Yuan'er has a young child at home, so it's inconvenient to stay for a long time this time for the funeral, and he has to go back after the funeral, and before leaving, he must comfort Mrs. Wang again.

Mrs. Wang has also aged a lot, and her eyesight is not very good. Now that the old man is gone, when she heard that Wang Yuaner was going to leave, she actually held Wang Yuaner's hand and was unwilling to let go.

"Next time, when you come back, you won't be able to look at me anymore. My old lady is sorry for you guys. I'm sorry. Don't blame me. You won't be able to see me in the future." Mrs. Wang's eyes were cloudy and tears flowed freely.

Wang Yuan'er was sore in her heart, she held back her tears and said, "Don't talk nonsense, grandma, I will come back to see you in the future, we don't blame you, we don't blame you."

What she said was not polite, it has been so many years, the old man is old, and she has become a mother herself, so how could she still be brooding about the past, wouldn't it mean that she has become obsessed and hurt herself?
"That's right, mother, you are also confused, why would my aunt blame us, let go, don't delay my aunt's journey!" Zhang said aside.

Wang Yuan'er glared at her, Zhang's pupils shrank, and she stood aside embarrassingly with her lips pursed, not daring to say anything more.

Wang Min'er saw it clearly from the side, understood it very well in her heart, and was deeply moved. After all, people's fortunes are different, who is to blame, and so what if not to blame?

Everything is predestined, it just depends on whether you accept your fate or not!

And Mrs. Wang's words also became a prophecy. Not two years after the old man Wang died, she also went. This side became the last time the grandparents and grandchildren saw each other. This is a later story.

(End of this chapter)