The Book of Raising Children by Houmen

Chapter 259 The Wedding Dress Is Sewn (1)
The Sun family's carriage stopped at the gate of Cihang Nunnery, and two maids helped Sun's mother get out of the carriage.Carrying a basket with sesame oil in her pocket, Mother Sun turned around and gave orders, and went to the nunnery alone.

Outside the living room of Cihang Nunnery, there are a few extremely lush pomegranates, which are in full bloom at this time.

It was not the day of the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, and there were no other pilgrims in the living room. Mother Sun found her man's tablet and knelt down. I’m still alive, and I will never tell that matter in my life! My son is going to fight with Xu Si’an, and if I don’t tell him, he won’t know who his relative is in his life! If I don’t tell , Yu'e can only serve as a servant girl for the Xu family in this life! You can just laugh at me, I didn't treat you badly, and I will leave a queen for your grandson's family anyway."

Mama Sun fell on the ground and began to cry as she spoke. She was already in her early fifties, her voice was a bit old, and she choked up and said: "That day when the old Hou came back drunk, the old lady was not here. In the room, when I thought that there was no place like her in my life, I had evil thoughts, and I regretted it afterwards, but I didn't expect that it was just that one time, and I was pregnant with my second child. What do you want me to do? You Let’s talk about it…”

Mama Sun was a little tired after crying a few words. She raised her head and wiped her tears. The sky was bright outside, which made her a little dazed.She really accepted her fate this time, no matter how much people fight, she will not be able to fight for her life, and now she has no way out. Alive, she is a person with sons and daughters after all, she can't let her own temper like this.

Mama Sun wiped her tears and stood up from the futon, carrying a basket of sesame oil and walking out of the living room. The pomegranate flowers outside were in full bloom. She stared blankly and saw a middle-aged woman dressed as a layman leading a woman Entering from outside the courtyard, seeing the middle-aged woman's eyebrows and eyes, she looked familiar.

"Did the child Madam gave birth to really die young?" Shopkeeper Liu raised his head and glanced at Mrs. Zhulei. In fact, she wanted to bring Zhao Jing over to let Mrs. Zhulei take a look when she was on the last Si Festival. , but I didn't expect Zhao Jing to be unwilling, so she didn't have the nerve to ask again, but now that Zhao Jing has made an appointment with Marquis Wu'an, shopkeeper Liu doesn't want to get involved in this matter anymore, but she has some doubts in her heart, so she casually asked a question.

Mrs. Zhulei's brows were indifferent when she heard this. After so many years, she has let go of her thoughts about that child.If she is dead, she will recite sutras and Buddhas for her every day, helping her to reach bliss and rebirth as a human being; if she is still alive, she will always make devout offerings to keep her safe and happy.

"More than 20 years have passed, and the damned people are all dead, and I don't think about those things anymore." She replied with a light smile, and when she turned her head, she made Mama Sun see her face clearly.

That pair of almond eyes covered with mist, even though they were stained with the traces of time, are still breathtakingly beautiful. Mother Sun only took a few steps back in shock. Can't remember where I've seen it.She frowned and stood at the bottom of the steps, watching the man pass by her, but the little maids who had been waiting outside the door couldn't wait any longer, they came in from the outside, and said to her blessed body: " Madam, did the master say hello, the weather will get hotter if we don't leave."

Mama Sun nodded with a dazed expression, and she glanced back at the female layman in the living room, a trace of doubt flickered on her brow.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, the weather became hotter and hotter. Fortunately, there was a grape trellis in the small courtyard of the Zhao family. Zhao Jing and Yuan Shi sat under the grape trellis, doing needlework.

Now that Yuan Shi is pregnant, Zhao Yong is reluctant to do the laborious work, and even invited a woman to come to the house to help Yuan Shi with housework. Zhao Jing wanted to finish it by herself, but Yuan Shi insisted on refusing, so she had no choice but to let her go.

After several days of busy work, Yuan Shi finally sewed up the wedding dress.

Yuan lowered her head, bit off the last knot, spread out the big red wedding dress in front of her, took a look, compared to Zhao Jing, and said with a smile: "Sister, go in and have a try. If it doesn't fit, bring it here and I'll change it!"

What Zhao Jing was making was a pair of Xu Si'an's shoes. It is said that when a girl gets married, there is always something in the bottom of the box, and she has to make it herself.Zhao Jing's embroidery skills were not satisfactory, so she had to make a pair of shoes for Xu Si'an, with thick cotton cores inside to make him more comfortable to wear.

Seeing the insole core in Zhao Jing's hand, Yuan Shi laughed, compared it with her fingers, and said with a smile: "The sole of this shoe is an inch thick. Lord Hou is already a tall man. Once you put it on like this, Isn’t it like stepping on stilts?”

Zhao Jing also laughed when she heard this, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was nothing, who cares, anyway, it is internal height, and no one else can see it.

(End of this chapter)