The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 547 The End (3)
The handsome brows were filled with hope, but he couldn't hide his paleness and tiredness. He hadn't seen him for a month, but he didn't realize that the number of people had been reduced so much.

But she didn't want to see him like this.

Xiuhe's heart was inexplicably cold, so she said softly: "The water in the south nourishes people, the climate is good, mothers-in-law and sister-in-law are also good at menstruation, it's better to go home. The adoptive father is resting in Beijing, and when the baby is born, I asked Geng Wu to write a letter, and you can come to the south for a tour again."

"Okay, okay, we'll go here when spring begins." Lao Tong quickly interrupted the conversation and asked the servant to serve the dishes.

"Crackling——" After the lunch scene, every family began to scramble to light the cannons again, and the atmosphere became lively again for a while.

In Meng Qian's alley, it was noon, but Erdan hadn't come yet.

A Tan was sitting by the door scratching and scratching to the left, Aunt Hong was annoyed by seeing it, and told her to go back to the room to sleep, dangling around would be an eyesore.

A Tan refused to leave, the young mistress told her to watch the door here, A Tan was afraid that Aunt Hong would run away.

Aunt Hong had no choice but to take out a few copper coins from her sleeve, pretend to throw them on the ground, and went back to the room.After a while, I saw A Tan pick up the copper plate furtively, and then ran out the door stealthily.

Knowing that this guy went out to buy a candied haws, he would come back, so he quickly took out the packed bundle from under the bed.First, I went to Xiuhe's bedroom to have a look, and saw Tianbao's little padded jacket was draped beside the bed, and he took it and stroked it affectionately, fearing that Atan would come back, he hurriedly put it down and prepared to say goodbye.

Nowhere did she want to raise her head, but saw a handsome young man standing by the door.At the age of seven or eight, isn't that black-eyed and high-nosed son his own son?

Brat, why don't you come, but at this time, you are willing to come.

Then he quietly hid the burden behind his back, and smiled with the corners of his mouth: "Hey, the little white-eyed wolf is here, I thought you forgot about my old lady."

Erdan saw the corner of the burden on the mother's back, and the mother lost a lot of weight.Erdan said: "Father told me to learn the rules from the elders in the palace. If I can't come out, I will visit my mother as soon as I leave the palace. Mother, where are you going?"

"Hey, where did you get your father? The child you picked up doesn't have a father. Mother won't go anywhere. These are small gowns made for you, ready to be burned on the stove." Aunt Hong's mouth was mean, her burden was full Rolled under the bed.

Er Dan worried, rolled up the corners of his clothes: "Seven... Seventh Uncle called me Dad."

The corners of Aunt Hong's eyes suddenly became wet again, she turned her back and wiped them off, then turned around again: "Isn't it a matter of time? I guess that's how he made me choke with anger step by step. Call me, love Whoever you call daddy, go back quickly."

"I won't go back. There is a temple fair in the south of the city today. Mother has never taken me shopping before. I want to ask Mother to take me there." Er Dan shook Aunt Hong's hand, pestering Aunt Hong to act coquettishly.

Aunt Hong's heart softened again, she looked down at her son's bright black eyes, and after thinking for a while she couldn't hold back: "Okay, just go, you go out first, I'll clean up."

When the room was empty, he picked up his bundle again. This time he didn't need any more clothes, so he took a bag of jewelry and bank notes and hid them in his sleeve pocket.

There are people walking on stilts, people pretending to be ugly, jugglers, pancakes spread crispy and crispy, clay figurines under the hands of all kinds of beings, shouts and shouts in the cockfighting place... There are all kinds of people.

Erdan pulled Aunt Hong's hand through it, and laughed very happily, calling mother for a while, and calling mother again for a while.

Aunt Hong couldn't help but think of the morning when she picked him up. When she opened the door early in the morning, the small town in the south of the Yangtze River was covered with smog, and she saw a bamboo basket in front of the door with a baby crying.She was so angry that she put her hips on her hips and scolded, which wicked person sent the child to the brothel, treating it as charity instead of a fire pit.No one responded to the scolding for a long time, but the child woke up crying, staring at his legs, short and fat.I didn't want to care about it at first, but I couldn't move when I heard that "woo-wah".

(End of this chapter)