Chapter 252: If I have a daughter
Wen Yu returned home and went directly to Mrs. Qi’s room.
"Mother."
Mrs. Qi had just finished her lunch. When she saw her coming back, she quickly put down her chopsticks and said, "Ayu, have you eaten? How is the second aunt at home?"
“Let’s not talk about her first! I came to the store and brought some hoof flowers, and they are still hot! Let’s eat them together!”
Mrs. Qi looked at the gentle and beautiful little girl, her heart felt like honey, "Okay! Let me try it. Is it made of Zhuzhu?"
"Yes! The fermented bean curd..." Wen Yu opened the box, scooped out a piece and put it into Mrs. Qi's bowl.
As soon as Mrs. Qi tasted it, it was salty, fragrant and soft, and melted in her mouth.
“Zhuzhu is really a good craftsman.”
“Well, she especially likes to eat these glutinous and tough things. So, look at her little face, it’s so smooth!”
“Then let’s eat more...”
After the two of them finished eating, the things were taken away, and tea was served, Wen Yu let out a long sigh.
"What's the matter?"
“Sigh...I want to tell you, but it’s really hard to say it.”
“Is there anything else you can’t say to me?”
“Mother, Princess Huiduan, do you know?”
"Of course I know! She is a little younger than me, and we had a good relationship when we were in the boudoir! Later, she became a widow, and she was afraid of causing trouble to others, so she didn't make many arrangements to see each other. After I got married, I didn't live a comfortable life. If you don’t have the mind to think about it, there will be less communication.”
“What kind of person is she?”
Mrs. Qi laughed heartily, "When I was young, I looked cool, but in fact, I couldn't get out of the circle. But she is really a bit rebellious. She is talented and has a right idea. She only wants to be comfortable for herself and doesn't care about other people's gossip. I am right Xiaowu and his brothers are very considerate of each other no matter what, and they arrange every detail. But she and her son are just like ordinary acquaintances, there is no such thing as a loving mother and a filial son! Why did you mention her?"
"Princess Huiduan's husband is a good friend of the Moqing family. She is also very close to Mrs. Zhang. I heard... A few months ago, my second uncle and Princess Huiduan met for the first time at the Zhang family. Later, they met at our shop I met her... and then, hey, we got along well over dinner, tea, and dancing. Now, my second uncle wants to marry the princess!"
"What? Is there such a thing?!" Mrs. Qi actually laughed.
Wen Yu's face turned red, "Mother...daughter-in-law is in a dilemma here!"
"What are you struggling with? Ouch..." She laughed so hard that tears flowed out.
Wen Yu hurriedly wiped it for her, "Isn't this a good thing! If others heard that this happened to my daughter-in-law's family, wouldn't they laugh out loud?" After finishing speaking, he curled his lips.
"It's none of their business? If anyone wants to gossip, just send them to Hui Duan. If you can, talk to their face! You can't screw them up!"
“Gee, that’s a good idea.”
“Tell me what’s going on!?” Mrs. Qi was very excited.
"It is said that the second uncle took it seriously and confessed his love to the princess. The princess said that you are qualified to say this to me first, and then I will consider it. Well, the second uncle is going home to reconcile with the second aunt! The whole family I can’t defeat him! My grandmother is worried and my second aunt is worried! She just asked me to persuade her.”
“Oh, this Hui Duan...is really...at such a young age, he is still fussing over this matter!”
Although Mrs. Qi was sighing, her Wen Yu could tell: Is your mother-in-law envious? !
No, you must have seen it wrong!
"Grandma has high demands on my father, but she dotes on my second uncle. He has no fame and does not do anything. Finally, he has the support of family wealth and lives a comfortable life. He plays music, plays and sings, plays chess and games, speaks eloquently, and writes well. He always plays and plays. Yes, everything is well-informed. My second aunt is a husband-oriented person, and my second uncle never interferes with whatever he says!
But this matter... Let’s not talk about what others will think about it. To put it simply, if it succeeds, if my second uncle dares to do anything else in the future, he will be punished! ? "
Mrs. Qi snorted: "Everyone has his own destiny! Hui Duan and your second uncle are destined to have a bad relationship, and it is reasonable to have a bad relationship. Likewise, your second uncle divorced his wife for her and ignored his children. Let Hui Duan deal with any mischief in the future. He has nothing to be wronged about.”
“Oh, mother, you are so transparent!”
"You don't know, the princess's son is not easy to mess with!"
“Really?” Wen Yu smiled…
…
Master Wen was very angry when he saw that he had come a little late and the hoof flower belonged to someone else.
Yan Zhu was surprised: "It's already past the time when you usually come!"
“Can’t come after a while? Besides, even if I can’t come, I will still send tigers to get it.”
“Then, I have promised Mubo and his brothers, how about... you share it with them?”
Master Wen was not happy, "But I just heard that you let Qi Wu's wife take part of it?"
“That’s enough. I’ve even made glutinous rice balls.”
“Then…okay.” Mr. Wen reluctantly agreed.
Mu Bo and Zhang Yuan looked at each other, then took down their chopsticks towards the hoof flowers that Mu Ling brought.
Master Wen sat back in his usual place, "Zhuzhu, you want to eat some too?!"
“Zhuzhu has already eaten!”
“Then sit here and talk.”
“Okay!” Yan Zhu sat down with twinkling eyes.
“You have something to do today.” Wen Ruo smiled lightly.
"Huh?! No?" "No? Your expression doesn't look like there is no one."
“Really!” It’s bad, let him see it…
Yan Zhu blinked her eyes and waited until Master Wen had eaten and drank enough before asking: "Sir, Zhu Zhu hasn't asked yet, do you have a daughter?"
Lord Wen was startled, "Why do you ask about this?"
“Tell me about it!”
"No. I don't have a daughter or a wife." Mr. Wen became indifferent and his face looked quite ugly.
"Ah... Am I right? Where shouldn't I ask?" Yan Zhu was a little nervous.
Master Wen is indeed unhappy. If it were anyone else, he would probably lose his temper. But facing Zhuzhu... forget it.
“Why do you think of asking this?” His expression was also very different from the usual peaceful one.
"I...um...I..." Yan Zhu was frightened and didn't know what to say.
Wen Ruoqing felt a little regretful. This place not only had good food, but also had an... atmosphere that he liked very much. Sometimes, I feel like this is "home"...
However, if his reverse scale is pulled, it will be the last time he comes here.
"I like the atmosphere here very much. I also know that you are not an ignorant girl. If you have something to say...if you don't, I will leave." He wiped his hands.
Gu Yue, who was eavesdropping outside, blinked and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Does he mean... that he will never come again?
That's very good…
Master Wen suddenly became a stranger, and Yan Zhu was so scared, as if she was about to lose something important.
"No, Lord Zhuwen, it's actually like this..." She said quickly, like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.
After listening carefully, Wen Ruo's expression softened.
"The methods you mentioned really sound like the usual behavior of someone I know... Zhuzhu, this so-called Wen Xianggui has nothing to do with me. You are free to use whatever method you want to use to fight back. If you need my help, , that’s okay too!” He smiled.
"You looked so scary just now...I..." Yan Zhu relaxed and her nose felt sore...
"Okay! Silly girl. I'm not angry, I just don't like the topic. If I have a daughter, I hope she can be like you..."
Speaking of this, Wen Ruoqing saw Yan Zhu, who was about to cry, as if he overlapped with a figure in his mind. Suddenly his vision went dark, and he heard a sharp pain like a needle pricking "Ah!" and held his head in both hands.
Left on the table.
Yan Zhu jumped up: "Master Wen!? Gu Yue!" She shouted subconsciously.
Gu Yue stepped in and helped Wen Ruoqing, who was falling to the ground.
Yan Zhu stared and pointed: "What's wrong with him?!"
Gu Yue Jian Wen Ruoqing clenched his teeth and trembled deeply, as if he was in extreme pain... He seemed to be vomiting. So she reached out and touched the back of his neck. Wen Ruoqing dropped her hands and fainted.
"What's wrong? What's wrong with him?" Yan Zhu panicked.
“It doesn’t matter. Maybe I have a headache. Go ask the doctor...”
Upon hearing this, Yan Zhu turned around and ran out. When he met Song Shang, he said anxiously: "Brother Song, Mr. Wen has fainted! Call the doctor quickly!"
Song Shang said to the people around him: "Go and invite Mr. Huang!" After saying that, he entered the screen.
Gu Yue lowered her head and supported Wen Ruoqing.
“Carry it to the private room upstairs!” Song Shang said.
Gu Yue hugged Wen Ruoqing with both hands. He strode upstairs and found a soft spot in the private room, so he placed him on it.
Yan Zhu followed closely, "It doesn't matter, right? Gu Yue, you won't hurt him, right? He just ate a lot, won't he choke?"
"Don't worry, I didn't hurt him. The doctor will be here soon. Don't worry..." Seeing Yan Zhu's anxious look, Gu Yue felt distressed and comforted her softly.
Song Shang said: "Is there anyone following him? You have to go to Wen's house to invite someone."
Yan Zhu remembered: "Huzi is chatting with someone outside. Call him up quickly."
After a while, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old came up. "Sir!" He was also startled.
Song Shang said: "Master Wen seems to have a sudden headache and has already asked a doctor. Has he ever had such symptoms in daily life? Is there a doctor you know well?"
Huzi said: "My lord has been injured and occasionally gets headaches. You don't need to take medicine on weekdays. Only when you get sick, the doctor will use medicinal needles."
"It's not easy to move him now. Which doctor showed him? Besides, let someone talk to my family."
Huzi shook his head: "My lord has given me instructions not to tell my family these things. It was Doctor He from He Yantang who always showed me."
“Go to Heyan Hall quickly to ask for Doctor He.” Song Shang ordered.
Yan Zhu made a small stool and sat next to Mr. Wen, looking at him worriedly...
Gu Yue stood aside and looked at Yan Zhu worriedly.