Beautiful step by step

Chapter 159

Smells of fragrance emanated from the gilt eight-treasure incense burner, and leaning on the mahogany screen facing the door, the old lady Feng stroked her silver hair and waved to the nurse next to her.

"Bring my brother and show me."

The nanny was wearing a dark gown, with only a layer of peach-blossom piping on the cuffs and neckline, which could be seen as a reflection of the other maids in the courtyard.Holding the swaddle embroidered with hundreds of sons and grandchildren, she walked towards the old lady.With a slight bend of the knees, the height of the swaddle was just in line with the old lady's line of sight.

Old Madam Feng wore three gold rings.The rings were thick and thin, with classic patterns engraved on them, and she put them on her middle finger, not only did not give people a gaudy look, but it made her old bark-like fingers brighter.

His eyelids drooped to look at the infant child, and his fingers touched his face.Perhaps it is due to the good absorption of nutrients in the mother's body, the child's face is like a small apple, and the cheeks are more fleshy than those of babies under one year old.

"Look at the eyebrows, they really look like her mother."

The nanny's expression froze, she held the baby firmly and did not make a sound.

There was a noise outside, and the old lady Feng rubbed her temples, her half-closed eyes made it impossible to tell whether she was tired or bored.Waving to the nanny, she casually ordered: "Go down, be careful, children are most likely to get sick in such a cold day."

The child under one year old is not as long as her arm.A disease is a disease of the whole body, including the brain.If something happened to her again, wouldn't she, as a great-grandmother, be unable to explain clearly?

The nanny with her baby in her arms disappeared behind the curtain of the main room. At about the same time, the door of the front hall of the main room opened, and Chu Ying's voice came through the door.

"The old lady is inside, and Qing Niang and Ah Mao are here to rest for a while."

After a few indistinct replies, the door in front of her was opened, and Zhenbei Hou Chuying came in, clasped her fists and bowed to salute.

"Mother, your guests from last banquet have arrived."

Old Madam Feng raised her eyelids, passed her son and ordered the servant girl behind: "Change the Anshen Xiang, I think it will be replaced by... Peach Blossom Fragrance."

Chu Ying frowned: "Mother, these decades are all my son's wishful thinking."

"Wishful thinking?" The law lines on the sides of the old lady Feng's nose spread to the corners of her lips, the bags under her eyes drooped a little, and her eyes were full of sternness: "If you can't slap a slap, you will know if you ask. Now that the distinguished guest is here, how about that?" Just invite them in."

Chu Ying stepped forward quickly, blocking the maid who was about to go outside.

"Hold on."

"It's not enough to be the head of my daughter-in-law's house, but now I want to be the head of my house." After a tit-for-tat confrontation, the old lady Feng looked at the maid: "Go and tell them to come in."

Chu Ying frowned, he really regretted that for the sake of filial piety, he assigned so many people to the maiden's courtyard.

He stopped in front of the servant girl and refused to give way. Through the incense burner, he poked his neck and looked at the old matriarch: "Mother, my son just likes Qingniang."

He really spoke up!
Old Madam Feng could hardly sit still on the couch.For Wei's mother, that is, Mu Qing, her feelings have always been complicated.Mu Qing is quick-sighted and capable, and what's even more surprising is that she has not read many books, nor does she have much knowledge due to her rich background, but she can always handle big things, even some things in court. Wai Da is trying to figure out the right way.

Who doesn't like having a right hand man like this at their side?
But even her son got caught up in it, and even clamored for Ming Meizheng to marry her, calling her Mrs. Shizi.

How can this work!Even if the Hou Mansion no longer had the glory of being the king in the northwest, the future Mrs. Hou was born as a servant girl, which would put the only remaining face of the Hou Mansion on the ground.After finally forcing it down, she also felt distressed when she saw her son who was nestled in the small courtyard and refused to come out.But she firmly believed that this was the most correct decision. Until her son came out two years ago and started to take charge of the affairs of the Hou Mansion, she was even more convinced that what she did back then was correct.

But what does he say now?
"you……"

Seeing her son kneeling in front of her, Mrs. Feng seemed to have returned to 20 years ago.The son, who was still a teenager back then, knelt down firmly in front of her like this.It's just that the old Hou Ye was still sitting on his left at that time, and his son always listened to the old Hou Ye most.

"The son has been waiting for her all these years, but he didn't dare to forget his father's teachings in the past few years. The Zhenbeihou Mansion must be dormant, and no one can be caught. But today is different from the past. Wu Liangyong has already won the title of Minister of the Ministry of War. The Hou Mansion, which has been dormant for more than 30 years, is in an absolutely safe position."

Speaking of this, Chu Ying raised her head: "Mother, none of the sons who should be for the Hou's mansion have been left behind. In the past 40 years, the son has completely fulfilled his responsibilities. I want to pass on the booklet to pass on the position of Lord Lian to Brother Lian, and I will renew my responsibility." Go after Qingniang."

"what."

Just now he could barely hold on, but now Mrs. Feng can no longer sit still.The old body collapsed on the couch, fortunately there was a soft and thick cushion behind it, otherwise this knock would have cost half his life at least.

Her cloudy eyes stared blankly at the roof, but the beam she was hanging on was a little precarious.

"You don't want your mother anymore? Ah, for Mu Qing, you want to abandon the whole Hou Mansion?"

Chu Ying stood up, walked to the couch, did not help her up in a hurry, but sat on the other side and lay down, went around the table top of the kang and stretched out her hand, meeting the old matriarch Feng's eyes.

"20 years ago, my son did have this kind of heart, but he was left behind by his father. In fact, these words have already been said at that time. The son doesn't understand what mother is worried about. What's wrong with Qingniang? She is so beautiful. No salt, or lack of knowledge?"

Appearance without salt, knowledge is not enough?how is this possible!

"The face of Kehou Mansion..."

"My son gave up the position of Lord Marquis, and he will only be a slightly wealthy old man in the future. Even if others say it, he will not be able to say that he will be the head of the Marquis of Zhenbei."

"Can……"

Old Madam Feng knew very well that she just couldn't get over her hurdle.Chu Ying stared at the old matriarch closely. During these years of silence in Zhenbeihou's mansion, he has not been idle.Relying on that handsome kung fu, he has checked many people's houses and seen a lot of trifles in the backyard.After seeing so much, he also understood what the old matriarch was thinking.

"Mom, how many 20 years do you think a person has in his life?"

Seeing the expressionless face of the old lady on the opposite side, Chu Ying continued: "Some people can't live for 20 years, short-lived people can't live for two 20 years, and normal people can only live for three 20 years. Survive the fifth 20 years? It’s not that the son said something frustrating. Based on the average age of the ancestors of the Chu family, the son will only have the last 20 years to live well, and the same mother is similar. The remaining days of life are just around the corner. Some things just don't matter."

"unimportant?"

Old Madam Feng looked at his hands that looked like dead bark, and then at the face of his son who had no longer looked young at some point.They always think they live a long life, but how much time do they have left? "

"Yes, those things are no longer important to my son."

Staring into the eyes of the old matriarch, Chu Ying said solemnly: "Although I don't know whether Qingniang will agree, but my son wants to stay with her for the rest of the day. It is best if the mother agrees, even if she does not agree, now there is a lady who is the son of the world. With your great-grandson accompanying you, your son can leave the house with peace of mind."

The gold-plated eight-treasure incense burner lights up the peach blossom fragrance, bringing a unique sweetness.The fragrance filled the air, but the old lady remained silent.

After waiting for a while, Chu Ying sat up from the collapsed bed with a grunt, and glanced dignifiedly at the few servants in the room.These people were single-handedly selected by him, and he can't guarantee anything else, at least they don't dare to spread the secrets of the mansion at will.

"Speaking of which, Mother probably doesn't want to see them today, so my son will send them out of the house."

After bowing slightly and saluting, Chu Ying walked out with big strides.Lying on his back on the couch, Old Madam Feng looked at such a son, even from the back he could see his high spirits.She hasn't seen this kind of ease for many years. It seems that since the Chu family was caught by someone, and his dream was broken for life, he can only be trapped in the capital as a rich and idle person in this life, and there is no more. .

After all, it's the flesh that fell from her body, can you really bear it?
Old Madam Feng sighed, and when he was about to open the door, he said weakly: "It's up to you."

Despite striding out, Chu Ying still felt a little uncomfortable.He didn't care at all about abandoning the glory of the Hou Mansion, but he couldn't bear to make the old lady sad.But when he thinks of Qingniang, he can't hold back the feelings he has had for nearly 30 years since his childhood sweetheart.

Holding his hand on the door, when he was about to make a decision, a weak voice came from the back, and that sentence made him a little unbelievable.

"mother,"

Turning his head in a daze, he looked at the old matriarch on the floor.She forced herself to sit up, with a hint of sadness on her face.

"I don't even care about you, a descendant of the Chu family who is serious. I, a person with a foreign surname, can control so much. In less than 20 years, when I go to Jiuquan to meet the ancestors of the Chu family, based on what you just said That sentence also has a point.”

Although she resolutely said the "20 years" opinion just now, Chu Ying, who is nearly forty years old, still feels a little sore when she hears these words from the mouth of the old lady.

Returning the same way, he knelt beside her knee: "Mother, you will live a long life."

What a long life, Mrs. Feng will wake up now.What the son said was right, maybe there were too many murders in these years, and no one in the Chu family lived past sixty in this generation.Although she especially hopes that her son will live a long life, this meeting also has to face the facts.If she really wants to live a long life, and her son dies before her, it would be better to live a shorter life.

"You are so grown up, you still look like a child. Qingniang and Ah Mao should still be outside, why don't you tell them to come in quickly."

Pushing away his son in disgust, the stability of the old matriarch Feng's body that belonged to the old matriarch of the Hou family also recovered.If you personally post the post and call people over, then you have to treat them well.Before, she hated Wei's mother because of her son's thoughts, but now that she admits it, even though she still feels a little awkward in her heart, she doesn't want to be rude on the surface.

While ordering the servant girl to arrange the fruit plate and tidy up the house, she heard her son explain that the design of this house is very delicate, the sound from the outside can be easily heard inside, but it is difficult to hear the inside from the outside.After learning that she was not heard, Old Madam Feng was a little relieved, and was served by a maid to enter the room and change into more formal clothes.

After all, seeing his future daughter-in-law, Mrs. Feng was rarely solemn.Infected by her, all the servants in the room became more solemn.

(End of this chapter)